Emperor Wu looked at the guards below and said coldly, "It's been more than two years, and he's only reporting now. What is Wang Kui doing for a living?"
The ministers below felt relieved, as if the Emperor Wu's anger had been diverted. They all stood up and cursed Wang Kui, saying that he was a waste and unworthy of training, and that they had even overestimated him by asking him to guard Nanshan City!
The Minister of State Affairs stood up and said, "Your Majesty, although the demon sect is located in a remote place, its leader Zhou Qiong is a terrifying demon. This matter must be dealt with seriously!"
At this time, the military minister also stood up and said, "Your Majesty, I think we should send troops to kill the Demon Sect. With the head of the great demon Zhou Qiong, we can shake the reputation of Dawu. And eradicating the people in the Demon Sect is also a meritorious deed!"
Many ministers below echoed, and military generals volunteered. Although the legendary demon Zhou Qiong was terribly strong, after all, no one had ever seen him take action. Facing him was better than facing the King of Zhenbei who could fight three alone!
Emperor Wu pondered for a moment. The Great Wu Dynasty had suffered successive defeats in the past two years. It was time to use good news to boost morale.
"Yang Lin! I order you to lead two million troops to Nanshan City to annihilate the Demon Cult in one fell swoop!"
"I obey your order!" A burly general stood up.
"Meng Feiyang, you lead the disciples of Jixia Academy to go there. I want you to bring the head of the Demon Cult leader Zhou Qiong back with you!"
"Your Majesty, I obey your order!" An old man dressed as a scholar stepped forward and bowed. He was the master of the Jixia Academy!
Meng Feiyang's face was calm, although it was said that the Demon Cult's leader Zhou Qiong also had the cultivation level of the ninth level of Semi-Saint.
But he was not too worried, because the Confucianism he practiced just happened to restrain the magic! In the same level, the magic characters could not even exert 80% of their strength in front of him!
Just as the reinforcements of the Dawu Dynasty were rushing to Nanshan City, inside the Demon Cult's Tianmo Peak main hall, Zhou Qiong, who was sitting on the Demon Dragon Chair, slowly opened his eyes. Di San, who was kneeling in front of him, reported the latest information to him in a deep voice, and then disappeared inside the hall!
Zhou Qiong looked towards Nanshan City with a sneer on his face. It was time to expand his demonic power a little more!
He slowly stretched out his right hand, and the divine and demonic sword that was absorbing blood far underground in Nanshan City disappeared in a flash, and when it reappeared, it was already in Zhou Qiong's hand.
The three magic dragons in the sky roared and quickly pulled the flying chariot away from Tianmo Peak!
Wang Kui kept turning around in Nanshan City, and the scholar beside him was looking at the jade talisman in his hand anxiously.
Suddenly, the jade talisman lit up, and a piece of information was transmitted to the scholar's mind. The scholar showed a happy expression and smiled easily;
"General Wang, the Imperial City has sent reinforcements, they will arrive in half an hour, and Palace Master Meng is also here with his disciples!"
Wang Kui was immediately surprised and said, "Really? Palace Master Meng is here too. It seems that His Majesty wants to destroy the Demon Cult in one fell swoop. It just so happens that this general must take off the head of the Demon Cult leader and drink with it to vent his hatred!"
The scholar also nodded. He must kill the person who shot him blindly, even though he didn't see clearly who the other person was!
When the two were discussing how to take revenge, the guards outside suddenly came to report, "City Lord, the Demon Cult is attacking again!"
When Wang Kui heard this, he no longer felt afraid, but excited instead. Reinforcements would be arriving soon. If he went out and fought bravely now, he would surely be called a hero!
Thinking of this, he turned around and rushed out immediately.
Outside Nanshan City, Wang Kui looked at the millions of demon soldiers on the opposite side and his heart began to tremble. Oh my god, why is the Demon Cult not playing by the rules now? Didn’t they send 50,000 demon soldiers? How come it became 1 million?
Wang Kui hesitated and did not dare to go out. He was worried that if he went out to fight now, he might be killed by the Demon Cult before the reinforcements arrived. Wouldn't he have died unjustly?
Mo Wudao stood above millions of demon soldiers. He did not look at Wang Kui who was trembling on the city wall, but looked towards the other side, where a breath of iron and blood was coming!
Within a few minutes, two million soldiers in armor suddenly appeared in the distance. Judging from their momentum, they were obviously much stronger than the Giant Tiger Army, and at least a quarter of them were warriors at the Eternal Realm!
Above the opposing army, Yang Lin, dressed in armor, looked at the millions of demon soldiers on the opposite side with shock in his eyes. Although he had overestimated the Demon Cult, it now seems that he had underestimated it a little.
These one million demon soldiers are actually warriors above the Eternal Realm. You should know that among our two million troops, there are only 500,000 Eternal Realm warriors, and this is already the most elite army of the Dawu Dynasty!
Afterwards, Yang Lin glanced at Wang Kui on the city wall, with admiration in his eyes. He had managed to hold off such a powerful demon army for two years with only a million weak soldiers. Wang Kui was truly a fierce general!
Yang Lin looked at Mo Wudao opposite him and said loudly;
"I am Yang Lin, the Great Cavalry General of the Dawu Dynasty. I have been ordered to come and destroy the Demon Sect! I think you should surrender quickly. Maybe you can still have a chance to survive!"
Mo Wudao glanced at Yang Lin coldly and said, "I am the leader of the Demon Cult's Battle Hall. Mo Wudao, I will not persuade you to surrender, because anyone who dares to go against the Demon Cult must die, whether you surrender or not!"
Before the other party could say anything, Mo Wudao's face suddenly changed. At this moment, a powerful and righteous energy suddenly appeared in the sky, and a giant white palm attacked the millions of demon soldiers, and it actually wanted to kill all the people in the Demon Sect with one palm!
Mo Wudao held his spear in his hand and shouted, "Form a formation!"
In less than a second, millions of demon soldiers formed a demon gathering formation, and a six-armed demon god fifty thousand feet tall formed in the sky.
Mo Wudao's body merged into the Demon God. The spear in his hand became thousands of times bigger. The Demon God held it in one hand and stabbed it directly into the giant white palm in the sky!
Boom! A deafening roar sounded, and the ground was cracked by the aftermath. The Nanshan City not far away also shook violently, and tiny cracks appeared on the city wall!
After one attack, the six-armed demon in the sky was immediately scattered. Mo Wudao vomited blood and his aura dropped a lot.
Millions of demon soldiers had blood oozing from their mouths. The opponent's attack actually injured millions of demon soldiers, which shows how terrifying the newcomer is!
An old man in a white robe appeared in the sky, followed by hundreds of disciples. They were all looking at the people from the Demon Sect in surprise!
The old man was Meng Feiyang. He looked in the direction of the Demon Cult with a hint of surprise in his eyes and raised his left hand, which was stained with blood.
Just relying on the power of the military formation, they were able to injure the ninth-level Semi-Saint themselves without suffering too much damage. This demon cult is indeed extraordinary. Fortunately, I can restrain my magic, otherwise it would take some effort to solve it!
Meng Feiyang stretched out his left hand again, and the giant white palm slapped towards the Demon Cult again!
Mo Wudao held the spear in his hand and was about to attack, but this time he didn't have the help of the Demon God. Millions of demon soldiers were injured by the previous attack and had to rest for a while before they could gather again! But the opponent would not give him and others time!
Just when the giant palm was about to hit Mo Wudao, it suddenly stopped!
Meng Feiyang looked into the distance with shock!
“Roar, roar, roar…”
The dragon's terrifying roar reached everyone's ears!
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