I slay demons and demons with poetry

Chapter 884 A general dies in a hundred battles, a strong man returns after ten years

At this moment, Tao Changqing's aura of a bachelor's degree was fully revealed, even improving compared to his own level.

The wild power of one person and one demon was fiercely intertwined at this moment, causing the heaven and earth to shake.

But Tao Changqing, who was in the realm of a bachelor, was able to withstand a fierce attack from a demon saint.

When everyone saw Tao Changqing's equally powerful pressure, they couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief.

Before this, they had seen the power of Tao Changqing's formation, which could greatly improve the strength of literati. Even ordinary people could increase their strength a lot. It was an extremely powerful formation used to defend a city.

Song Mu also raised his eyes to look at Tao Changqing. A great scholar had withstood the pressure comparable to that of the human demon saint. Of course, Tao Changqing's own ability was involved in this, but obviously, this formation also had a miraculous effect.

This made Song Mu quite surprised. A formation could actually improve everyone from scholars to great bachelors, and the power improvement was already so terrifying...

"If this formation is activated at a critical moment in the battle, and the literati and soldiers jump up one after another, it will be a real killer weapon."

Song Mu murmured, looking towards the outside of the city at this moment,

Almost at the moment Tao Changqing finished speaking, the demon saint's figure suddenly flashed, leaping hundreds of meters in front of the city, demonic energy surging in his hands, and huge waves falling straight down.

Immediately, the fragments of the sky star shone even brighter, and their power turned into more threads and fell into the city.

The demon sect scholar looked at Han Li and others who were rushing towards him, suddenly laughed wildly, and the next moment his body suddenly exploded.

Many running soldiers and civilians were buried in an instant, and screams could not be heard. At the same time, bursts of excited beast roars also suddenly came.

At this moment, beasts roared again outside the city. A demon king commanded a group of demon kings and led the demon beasts to attack the city.

As he finished speaking, a black shadow was seen flashing on the city wall, taking away the lives of many soldiers along the way. Han Li and others quickly caught up, and a demon sect scholar in black robes was standing at the corner of the city wall. Suddenly Stop.

It was as if the sky was covered by huge waves.

Han Li paused for a moment, then shouted anxiously the next moment.

The demon saint in the darkness has revealed his figure, with a horn on his head, and a strange light flowing through his blue-black skin.

Song Mu lowered his eyes and saw that it was Han Yuchen, the ancestor of the Han family.

"Follow me to repel the demon attack!"

"This formation is very wonderful, and its power must be worth a strike from the Jinshi, right?"

At this time, another angry shout came from the city. Song Mu looked around and saw Han Yuchen, who was covered in blood. He didn't know when he had risen to the sky again. At this moment, his whole body was surging with power.

A huge shock came in an instant. Kong Lun suddenly opened his eyes and immediately saw the city wall on one side collapse and huge rocks flying around.

Injured by the demon king's tentacles, Kong Lun was not in good condition at the moment.

In front of him, several pieces of paper flashed, and Han Yuchen spurted a mouthful of blood towards the article, which immediately activated the power of the article.

"With such strength, I can wait until the reinforcements arrive!"

A voice also sounded in the city at this moment, and the expressions of the city defenders who heard the voice suddenly cheered up.

Kong Lun quickly sat cross-legged to regain his strength, and slowly recovered under the guidance of the sect's magic formula.

Although there is still a demon emperor outside the city who is comparable to a bachelor, but relying on the formations that have been deployed in the city, the human race is not completely defeated in this battle.

The formation is still operating, and the white light is continuously integrated into the bodies of each civilized lieutenant. At this moment, they can feel the full literary power in their bodies, and they can even feel that this is a leap in the realm.

Han Li said, swiping his long sword to sweep a wolf demon off the city wall, while Zuo Youxin nodded repeatedly.

The next moment was Tao Changqing's roar, and his figure suddenly rose, breaking up the sky-wide water curtain together with the giant net, and his figure shot straight into the sky.

Seeing this, Kong Lun also struggled to get up, but he spit out a mouthful of blood again.

On the left side of the city wall, Han Li, who was slightly injured, and several other Juren officers were constantly moving, chasing the monsters that rushed up the city wall.

Then the shouts of killing started again, lights flashed from all directions in the city, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.

That power turned into rays of light and merged into the light rising into the sky.

Han Li and others arrived first, killing countless monsters with long swords in their hands, and many soldiers behind them quickly followed up, trying to block the gap without fear of death.

Kong Lun found a corner of the city wall and sat down. The two civilians nodded in fear and carried bundles of arrows up to the city under the shouts of other soldiers.

"Don't worry about me, go help defend the city."

However, Tao Changqing was not afraid at all. The writing power around his body suddenly seemed to be real at this moment, and the golden words turned into a large net and flew towards the sky.

"Everyone, the formation has been activated. Today is the day when we will die on the battlefield for our country and kill all the demons!"

"There are demons!"

As a powerful Hanlin warrior, the other party is also the mainstay of this city.

"All the people in the city listen to my orders. This is the moment of life and death. Every man should fight hard for the sake of his parents, his wife, his daughter, and his children and grandchildren!"

At this moment, Kong Lun was helped off the city wall by two civilians, and blood was vomited from his mouth from time to time.

The demon saint did not hesitate to catch up, and the figure of one man and one demon disappeared high in the sky, leaving only the fragment of the pure sky star above the city, its dazzling light constantly moving the formation.

But at this moment, the two soldiers next to Han Li were suddenly pierced by something. Their bodies shriveled up instantly, and a strange black aura lingered on their faces.

"Block the entrance!"

The city is once again in crisis.

The breach in the city wall was instantly filled with countless monsters.

Han Yuchen burst out with huge strength, rushed out, and fought hard with the three-headed demon king in the next moment.

Other Jinshi scholars also followed, and the city sky was filled with endless light.

Immediately, there were shouts again in the city. Song Mu looked down, his heart shaking at this moment.

On the street, many people rushed out at some point. They were old, weak, women and children. They were holding various sticks and kitchen knives in their hands. They all looked sad, but they all headed towards the city wall closest to them.

Song Mu never thought that there were so many people in this dilapidated city.

Even the hungry people who were hungry a moment ago were roaring and rushing forward.

This battle is a battle for the survival of Chaozhou Prefecture. These people who were displaced by the war seemed to completely release their anger at this moment. "But what can mortals do about this..."

Song Mu said this with difficulty, but the next moment he saw fluctuations suddenly gathering on the people.

Song Mu frowned, confused for a moment.

At the entrance of the collapsed city wall, Han Li and others were almost face to face with the monsters. Every moment, monsters were chopped down and humans were torn into pieces.

Han Li's armor was shattered, with wounds all over his body, and he was already wielding weapons instinctively.

"We must not retreat! Fight to the death! Fight to the death!"

Zuo Youxin's voice came from the side. Han Li looked sideways but couldn't see anyone. The next moment, he was provoked by a bull demon. At this moment, he was tumbling up. Han Li finally saw Zuo Youxin's figure.

He had already knelt down among the corpses of monsters and humans. Three monster beasts bit his limbs, and blood flowed from his body. He just roared crazily.

"Brother Zuo!"

Han Li regained his footing, his eyes wide open at the moment, but he heard Zuo Youxin's shouts and suddenly stopped.

Han Li paused, his whole body became cold, and anger burst out from the bottom of his heart, rushing straight to his face.

With blood and tears flowing on his face, Han Li swung his sword and stabbed the bull demon's head hard, then pulled out a spear next to him and roared angrily.

"We must not retreat! Fight to the death! Fight to the death!"

On the spire of blood and flesh, Han Li was submerged in it. Behind him, Kong Lun was trying his best to climb up. Seeing this gap, desperately crushing life, he was filled with grief for a moment.

Han Yuchen's roar came from the sky, and Kong Lun stood upright on the pile of corpses, seeming to have made some kind of decision in his heart.

Kong Lun reached out and tore off his robe, bit his fingers, and started writing word by word.

"I am so angry that I lean on the railing, and the rain stops. I look up and roar to the sky, my heart is full of passion..."

Kong Lun trembled and wrote this favorite article. This is a shocking poem written by the literati of the Wen Dynasty whom he most admired.

Generals die in a hundred battles, and strong men return in ten years.

Seeing his friend who had fought side by side in such a state of death, Kong Lun had already decided to die.

Song Mu, who was standing high up, suddenly frowned, and Ji Zezhu seemed to have noticed something at this moment.

"Psychic power? This mortal actually has telepathic power surging in his body?"

"This formation can actually inspire the power of ordinary people. This kind of telepathy seems to be able to bring help."

Song Mu was also shocked at this moment. At this moment, he was the only one who understood what this was.

Through this method, they were able to activate the people's thoughts that were mixed with survival and anger.

Song Mu was in awe. At this moment, he only felt that he had seen an incredible creation of Shi Zong.

Suddenly, there was power coming from the sky. Song Mu stopped the power that was about to pour out of his hand and saw peach blossoms falling from the sky.

Where the peach blossom fell, it turned into an eccentric sharp blade and hit the monster's face directly.

Beside the collapsed city wall, Kong Lun had finished writing the lyrics in his hand when he saw a black shadow rushing toward him, and a demon sect scholar at the Jinshi level stretched out his pale claws.

"Come on! Let's fight! Let's go back to hell together and fight with you for thousands of years!"

At this moment, Kong Lun's crown hair was hanging down, his eyes were fierce, he spit out a mouthful of blood and fell directly on the article. The article turned into thousands of swords and fiercely attacked, sweeping away the surrounding monsters, and even cut the body of the demon sect scholar. Debut with a deep mouth.

But the monster grinned crazily, rushing towards Kong Lun despite the injuries all over its body, and the next moment its sharp claws went straight into Kong Lun's chest.

Huge power penetrated his chest, and Kong Lun spat out a mouthful of blood again, with unwillingness in his eyes. But when the demon sect scholar tried to pull away his palm, a red power suddenly disappeared, and his smile suddenly stiffened.

The red light flashed, and the flesh and blood around him began to melt. Kong Lun also noticed this situation and desperately grabbed the opponent's arm.

"What is this?!"

The demon sect scholar screamed repeatedly, but Kong Lun suddenly realized that this was a piece of paper in front of him, and remembered that it was something Song Mu had given to him not long ago.

Although it was soaked with blood at this moment, Kong Lun could still see the words on it clearly.

The river is red and full of anger.

It was actually the poem I had just written.

Only this time, Kong Lun saw the signature of the poem in his peripheral vision.

Song Jingzhao.

Kong Lun suddenly raised his eyes, and his face showed a bit of shock and loss at this moment.

The scholar he wanted to befriend turned out to be the person he admired the most.

It just seems that I will never have this opportunity again in the future.

The demon cult in front of him had completely melted away. Kong Lun looked pale, but he raised his eyes to look at the gap.

I don't know when the bright peach blossom petals fell, and those monsters were killed instantly.

Kong Lun used all his strength to slowly climb up, and when he climbed to the highest point, he saw Han Li's kneeling figure, with the spear in his hand stuck in the pile of corpses, but he was already lifeless.

Kong Lun put his hand on the other person's shoulder and uttered a sentence with difficulty.

"Brother Chihuo, wait for me, you and I will continue to kill the enemy together..."

In the sky above the city, Tao Changqing used the fluctuations of telepathy emanating from the people in the city to completely reverse the situation in front of him.

Peach blossoms filled the whole city, but left a sense of sadness and beauty.

There was a roar from the beast group outside the city, and the remaining monsters quickly retreated.

The remaining soldiers in the city supported each other. Even though their bodies were weak, they held their swords tightly.

Song Mu looked at the golden armor flashing in the north of the city, and the aura of Hanlin Grand Scholars coming out frequently, and then looked at the city again.

In the early morning, the red sun shines slantingly across the mountains and rivers. Smoke and tranquility, death and vitality coexist.

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