"Snap!"
"Snap!"
Many parts of the magic array set up by Ye Feng were destroyed by the ancient demons.
Just as the ancient demons were launching their attack, suddenly, large, dark green bubbles floated over.
Many of the ancient demon experts were filled with doubt.
What is this thing?
"I don't know, I've never seen it before."
Soon, amidst the puzzled gazes of the many demon experts, these large, dark green bubbles suddenly burst open.
It was like setting off a series of cannons, followed by an explosion of a foul-smelling gas.
Several demon experts who were nearby were instantly killed by the explosion, their bodies turning into a bloody mist that dissipated.
Some were blown into the air and sent flying backwards.
The sounds of wailing and screaming continued to ring out.
The group of demon experts behind them were lucky enough to escape injury from the explosion, but they were also vomiting uncontrollably from the stench.
"Ugh... Holy crap... It stinks..."
"I know, that's a damn weasel's fart."
Suddenly, a sinister laugh rang out.
"How about it, you bunch of demons, doesn't my fart smell especially good?"
Then, the old weasel stepped out from a crack in the magic array, his hands behind his back. His white beard almost touched the ground, and a sly smile played on his lips.
What's even more surprising is that this old man was holding a thread-bound copy of the Thirty-Six Stratagems, pretending to be a schoolteacher.
Meanwhile, its mount, the giant black bull, silently circled behind the demon experts and suddenly launched an attack.
Moo—
A bull's bellow rang out, and instantly a demon expert had his lung pierced by a sharp bull horn.
I'll fuck you!
Pfft!
Pfft!
Several demon experts were gored to death on the spot, and several others were trampled to death by bull hooves, leaving a clear bull hoof print on their heads.
The old weasel laughed triumphantly, waving its arms and legs.
"Haha, how about that? This is the twelfth tactic I've just learned: feint to the east while attacking in the west."
Many demon experts were extremely shocked.
These days, even old weasels are starting to study military strategy; how are we supposed to fight a war like this?
This is terrifying to think about!
Following closely behind, Ye Feng and the others were all drenched in sweat.
Ye Feng's forehead was covered in black lines from the shock. As he passed the old weasel, he lowered his voice and reminded it.
"Look at the book in your hand."
The old weasel then realized he had held the book upside down; he had been so focused on showing off that he had overlooked such an important detail.
His face flushed red instantly, and he quickly hid the book behind his back, giving an embarrassed smile.
"It's alright."
"I value practice above all else."
On the other side, a group of ancient demon experts felt they had been mocked and were all furious. They roared and charged towards the old weasel.
"Damn it, wipe it out!"
"Pull out the tendons and skin, then stew them into soup."
"Chop it up and use it as dumpling filling."
The old weasel was furious, and all its fur stood on end.
"Damn it, you're blaspheming against me! Do you think scholars are easy to bully?"
The two sides engaged in a fierce battle. The old weasel swung its sharp claws and tore the most aggressive one to pieces, unleashing its full ferocity.
Ye Feng, carrying a blood-dripping iron hammer, took a step that covered more than ten meters, appearing in front of the captain like lightning.
The hammer slammed down, causing half the sky to collapse and spatial cracks to spread in all directions.
Beneath the iron hammer, the shadow of death enveloped the opponent.
"court death!"
The demon captain roared and brandished a large, black scythe, aiming to slash at Ye Feng's neck.
The opponent actually broke through Ye Feng's oppressive barrier.
The scythe of death slashed straight at Ye Feng's throat, leaving a large shadow of death in mid-air, instantly slicing Ye Feng's body in two.
"Hmph, what Ye Tianshen? He's nothing special."
A mocking glint flashed in the demon squad leader's eyes as he was about to step forward.
But they soon realized something was wrong.
After a ripple spread across the ground, Ye Feng's figure slowly disappeared, like the moon reflected in water or a flower in a mirror.
At the same time, a sharp sound of wind breaking came from above. Looking up, a huge iron hammer was falling from the sky. It was too late to dodge.
A mocking voice came down.
"You're getting excited a little too soon."
*Pfft*
The hammer slammed down, instantly turning the ancient demon squad leader into a bloody pulp from head to toe.
Jiang Yinuo swept her spear horizontally, blasting several demon experts around her into the air.
The sharp spear tip then skewered several more demon experts like candied hawthorns, pinning them to the wall.
However, many powerful demons continued to emerge from the dark vortex behind them.
Meanwhile, Dongfang Sheng and other experts from the Eastern Martial Arts Alliance, including Leonif, also arrived.
Ye Feng's side suddenly gained a significant boost in strength.
"kill!"
"We must protect the ancestral hall behind it no matter what."
Leonif and Kim Sang-il from North Korea were all bloodthirsty.
Once the Great Xia Dynasty falls, all these countries will be affected.
The two sides engaged in a fierce battle in front of the ancestral temples and shrines of the imperial palace.
With a flick of his brush, Dongfang Sheng wrote a large character "杀" (kill) in a flourish.
The characters were vigorous and powerful, with iron hooks and silver strokes, forming a huge array that strangled and killed several demon experts nearby.
at the same time.
From an ancient well in the backyard of the ancestral temple, wisps of black mist continuously rose.
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