"Damn it, we have to hold off the rebels at all costs."
"I'll fight them to the death to protect my family."
"kill!"
Their eyes were bloodshot, like a pack of howling wolves, ready to tear a piece of flesh from each other even if they were to die in battle.
With a flick of his brush, Dongfang Sheng unleashed a torrent of ink, like molten iron fresh from the furnace.
Hundreds of rebel soldiers around were burned, and their bodies began to spontaneously combust.
One by one, the fiery figures struggled frantically on the battlefield, their pitiful screams echoing incessantly.
"ah……"
"Help...me..."
This scene terrified many of the rebels, who simply surrounded Dongfang Sheng and dared not get too close.
Dongfang Sheng wielded his brush and began writing in mid-air, as if there were an invisible wall in front of him.
One by one, huge characters appeared in mid-air.
"When autumn comes on the ninth day of the ninth month, my flowers will bloom and all other flowers will wither."
"The fragrance of incense fills Chang'an, and the whole city is adorned with golden armor."
The trajectory of his brushstrokes transformed into a deadly attack, swiftly annihilating anyone who dared to approach.
After the poem was completed, all the words shattered, transforming into orange-yellow chrysanthemum petals that shot out in all directions like sharp swords.
Swish swish swish——
Instantly, large numbers of rebel soldiers fell all around, their screams echoing incessantly.
Dongfang Sheng, caught up in the excitement of the battle, brandished his brush and charged into the rebel army, dashing left and right while reciting poetry.
"A dragon soars in the sky, a tiger descends the mountain."
"Who will determine the fate of the world? Only the East will prevail."
"How wonderful, how wonderful!"
Behind him, hundreds of martial artists from Jiangnan Prefecture, including Ghost Servant, followed closely.
The crowd was also inspired by Dongfang Sheng's heroic poetic sentiments, and they fought with great gusto.
The addition of Dongfang Sheng and others also caught Ye Feng's attention.
However, he didn't pay much attention to it.
His top priority now is to find Cao Meng.
"Hmph, you thought you were so well hidden that I wouldn't be able to find you?"
Ye Feng sneered, and his eyes instantly turned purple-gold.
Everything within a radius of dozens of miles was seen through.
This is a profound technique taught to him by his master, called the Purple-Gold Divine Eye, which is specifically designed to attack a cultivator's soul.
At first glance, under the purple light, large numbers of soldiers seemed to have turned into idiots, remaining completely still.
Soon, Ye Feng found Cao Meng amidst the vast army.
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