Upon seeing this, the demon leader's face grew even more gloomy. He was about to step forward to provide support when Su She blocked his way.
Holding the yellowed scroll, Su She stood before the demon leader, not in a hurry to attack, but slowly raising his head, his gaze resolute.
He proclaimed loudly, "If only the Flying General of Longcheng were here, the barbarian horses would never dare to cross the Yin Mountains!"
The moment the poem was recited, his talent erupted like a tidal wave, and golden light overflowed from the scroll.
In the air, it coalesced into a phantom image of a general clad in armor and wielding a long spear, just like the "Flying General of Dragon City" in the poem!
Behind the phantom, countless soldiers and warhorses formed from talent were neatly arrayed, holding swords, spears, and halberds, exuding a majestic aura, as if a real army of thousands had descended upon the battlefield!
"kill!"
Su She gave a soft shout, and the general's phantom suddenly swung its spear, instantly unleashing a "thousands of troops" behind it that charged towards the four demons.
The soldiers, their talents manifested in form, fought fearlessly, slashing with swords and thrusting with spears, their warhorses galloping, forming an unstoppable wave of attack.
The four demons who were being held back by Jiang Li were already unsettled, and when they saw this massive, overwhelming attack, they panicked even more.
The demonic energy barrier crumbled instantly, and the illusory soldiers surged forward like a tidal wave, surrounding them completely.
The swords and spears rained down on them, not causing fatal injuries, but forcing them to retreat repeatedly, leaving them no time to support their comrades.
"What kind of technique is this? Turning talent into soldiers?"
Lin Jingxing watched this astonishing scene with awe, unable to contain his amazement. He had never seen such a peculiar attack method, relying solely on a single line of poetry.
He can gather thousands of troops, so Su She's strength is probably even more hidden than Jiang Li's.
Luo Qingyang nodded, his eyes filled with solemnity: "Brother Xiao's fellow disciples are so powerful... With them around, we might really be able to defend Wangyue Sect."
Xiao Chen watched Jiang Li and Su She's figures, his heart filled with relief. They had been separated for so long.
The junior sister and junior brother's strength has grown to such a level, especially Su She's talent in transforming into weapons, which was quite unexpected.
Without further hesitation, he gripped his rusty iron spear and charged toward the nearest demon, his spear intent surging, the spear tip piercing straight into the opponent's chest.
Stone rushed forward as well, swinging his fists and condensing pale golden blood energy, smashing them toward the demon's head: "Senior Sister and Third Senior Brother are so powerful, I can't fall behind!"
In an instant, the battle situation in front of Wangyue Gate was completely reversed. Jiang Li fought against four opponents alone, her Yinghuo Sword Qi continuously suppressing the demons.
Su She's "Flying General" phantom led thousands of troops to restrain the opponent.
Xiao Chen, Shi Tou, Lin Jingxing, Luo Qingyang, and the others fought against the remaining demons. Although the battle was still dangerous, it was no longer a certain death situation.
The demon leader in the air roared in anger at the sight, but he was restrained by Su She's illusory talent and could not break free.
He never expected that the situation, which he thought he had the upper hand, would be completely changed by the sudden appearance of these two humans. His killing intent grew stronger, but he also felt a bit more apprehensive.
Seeing this, the cultivators on the city wall were greatly encouraged. They picked up their weapons and charged towards the remaining demon soldiers. The despair they had felt earlier had vanished, replaced by a fierce fighting spirit.
Jiang Li unleashed her sword energy once more, a fan-shaped red light enveloping the four demons. The scorching power burned their scales, and their confused whispers made them move even more slowly.
Su She then recited the poem aloud once more, his talent becoming increasingly solid, and the impact of his army growing ever more fierce.
Xiao Chen seized the opportunity, his rusty iron spear piercing the chest of the demon before him like a venomous snake emerging from its hole.
Stone also punched the demon on the head, smashing its brains out.
The tide of battle is rapidly turning in favor of the human cultivators!
On the battlefield of Wangyue Gate, fierce battles raged, with sparks flying as Jiang Li's Yinghuo sword energy clashed with the demonic energy of the four demons.
Xiao Chen's spear intent clashed with his opponent's, creating numerous perilous situations. Shi Tou, on the other hand, fought the demons bare-handed, with the deafening sounds of their fists colliding.
The only battle circle where Su She was located exuded an "easy" feeling that was out of place with its surroundings.
It wasn't that the demons Su She faced were weak; on the contrary, each of the four peak-level Creation Realm demons who besieged him was stronger than the opponents Xiao Chen and Shi Tou faced.
From the start of the battle, Su She remained standing in place, holding a scroll, surrounded by a faint golden aura.
That is the fundamental spirit of Confucianism, "righteous spirit," which is extremely powerful and strong, like the blazing sun, naturally restraining all evil and demonic forces.
This aura of righteousness acts like an invisible barrier; any low-level demonic soldiers who get within three zhang (approximately 10 meters) will be burned by the righteousness and instantly turned to ashes.
As a result, a vacuum zone was formed around Sushe, and no demon soldiers dared to approach rashly.
Even the four demons who were besieging him had to constantly circulate their demonic energy to resist the erosion of righteous energy, and their movements were slower than usual.
"What kind of strange energy is this? How can it be so effective against us?"
A demon, wielding a bone staff to fend off the talented soldiers, growled through gritted teeth.
He could clearly feel that the demonic energy within his body was rapidly dissipating, like ice and snow encountering a raging fire. If it weren't for his profound cultivation, he would probably have already been assimilated by the righteous energy.
The other three demons echoed his sentiments, their faces filled with resentment.
Their sinister and secret arts, which they excelled at, were utterly useless in the face of righteous energy, and could not be used at all.
They could only rely on their physical bodies and simple demonic attacks to contend with Su She's magical weapons.
Su She, however, remained calm and composed. His fighting style had nothing to do with the clash of fists and weapons. Instead, he used literature to convey the Way and words to govern the law. His words carried the law and the law followed.
He gently turned the pages of the book and proclaimed loudly, "A valiant warrior, a pillar of the state!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his talent condensed again, transforming into dozens of heavily armored soldiers, each wielding a long spear, forming a square formation and steadily advancing towards the four demons.
Although these illusory soldiers had no physical form, they carried the noble spirit of "defending the homeland," and every time they swung their weapons, they forced the demons to retreat.
The four demons, having reached their limit, decided to risk a breakthrough. They simultaneously unleashed their demonic energy, and black mist instantly enveloped their entire bodies.
He stubbornly resisted the erosion of righteous energy, broke through the obstruction of the talented soldiers, and rushed towards Su She.
They knew that as long as they killed Sushe in close combat, these annoying, talented soldiers would crumble on their own.
As the demons were about to rush towards him, Su She remained calm, slowly raising his head, his gaze like a deep pool, and reciting verses once more.
"Mount Tai is majestic and imposing, and Lu Bang is revered!"
As the eight characters were uttered, golden talent surged forth from the scroll like a tide, coalescing around Su She into a majestic, phantom mountain.
The towering peaks and jagged rocks, with their imposing and unyielding presence, firmly protect Sushe within.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The attacks of the four demons slammed heavily onto the mountain phantom. Bone blades slashed and demonic energy bombarded, but they only left a few shallow white marks on the mountain rocks, without even causing a crack.
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