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Chapter 117 Eat the Monster's Flesh

"Really? It's endless."

There was no fear in Chen Jianyu's eyes. Although there were many of these bastards, the highest cultivation among them was only at the peak of the imperial level. To him, they were just a group of slightly stronger ants.

"Sky Sword Art, Ninth Level, Sword Slaying Through the Heavens!"

The Flying Feather Sword in Chen Jianyu's hand shone brightly, and brilliant sword energy poured out like a river from the sky, sweeping out with the power to destroy the world.

The Blazing Golden Eagle was the first to be hit. The flame it was so proud of was extinguished in an instant by the sword energy, like a candle in the wind.

The golden eagle let out a shrill scream and was torn into pieces by the sword energy, turning into a bloody rain all over the sky.

The blood crow approached Chen Jianyu silently, trying to peck out his eyes with its sharp beak.

However, Chen Jianyu was prepared. With a flash of sword, the blood crow's head flew out, and black blood sprayed out, drawing a strange arc in the air.

Seeing this, the Demon Owl, the Magnetic Insect and the Poison-Feathered Hummingbird changed their strategies and no longer fought head-on. Instead, they used their own speed and flexibility to launch guerrilla warfare against Chen Jianyu.

The demon owl launched a sharp sonic attack, disturbing Chen Jianyu's mind.

The magnetic storm monster released a strong electromagnetic pulse in an attempt to interfere with his actions.

The poison-feathered hummingbird waited for an opportunity, looking for a chance to stab its poison needle into his body.

However, these little tricks are nothing to Chen Jianyu.

Chen Jianyu's body was as fast as lightning, twisting and turning in the air, easily avoiding attacks from all directions.

At the same time, he kept waving the long sword in his hand, and the sword energy was everywhere, killing all the approaching monsters.

Chen Jianyu laughed loudly, and with a shake of the sword in his hand, he split a magnetic storm monster that was trying to launch a sneak attack into two halves.

At this moment, a strong pressure came from behind the beast tide, and three figures slowly emerged. These three monsters had a strong aura and were obviously of the Venerable level.

"Finally, some decent opponents have arrived!"

Chen Jianyu licked his lips, a glimmer of excitement flashing in his eyes.

He took a deep breath and pushed the internal energy to its limit.

"Sky Sword Art, Thirteenth Heaven, Sword Opens the Way to Heaven!"

A dazzling sword light, like the creation of the world, cut through the sky, and with unparalleled power, slashed towards the three supreme-level monsters.

Wherever the sword light passed, the space seemed to be distorted and deformed, emitting bursts of roars.

"How can it be……"

The three supreme-level monsters were as fragile as ants under Chen Jianyu's sword in just one encounter and were killed instantly.

With the deaths of three supreme-level monsters, the beast tide seemed to have lost its backbone and began to disintegrate.

The remaining monsters fled in all directions, no longer daring to get close to Chen Jianyu.

Chen Jianyu stood proudly in the sea of ​​blood and corpses, his sword dripping with blood and his eyes cold.

The beast tide collapsed, and the remaining monsters fled with their tails between their legs, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

He smiled contemptuously, as if what was happening was just a piece of cake.

……

This time, the demon tribe invaded and formed a large-scale beast tide. The three great dynasties were all affected. In the end, it was the three saints of the human race who took action to force back the beast tide.

At the border of Yuanzhou Mountain, there were peaks and ridges, and clouds and mists lingering around. On the top of the mountain, three old men stood with their hands behind their backs, their sleeves fluttering.

They are none other than the Three Saints of the human race, namely, the chess saint Li Xincheng of the Dachuan Dynasty, the Confucian saint Wen Yuanzi of the Dasheng Dynasty, and the martial saint Qiangang of the Daxuan Dynasty.

Li Xincheng, dressed in a green shirt, swayed in the wind, as if to dispel the solemnity that permeated the air, "The demon tribe's aggressive arrival this time is definitely not accidental."

Wen Yuanzi, dressed in a Confucian robe, stroked his graying beard and sighed, "Yes, I observed the sky at night and found that the demon star was flashing, indicating that the demon tribe would make a big move. This beast tide is probably just the beginning."

Qiangang Martial Saint, wearing battle armor, with tiger eyes wide open, a murderous aura permeated, "Humph, these beasts, do you really think that we humans are easy to bully? Two thousand years ago, we humans fought bloody battles to kill that rebellious demon saint, and now, they actually want to repeat the same trick again!"

Li Xincheng shook his head, his expression solemn. "Brother Qiangang, please be patient. As far as I know, the demon race originally had four demon saints. After one died two thousand years ago, there are only three left now. And these three demon saints are about to die. I'm afraid they want to take away as many strong men of our human race as possible before their lifespans run out."

Hearing this, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in the eyes of Qiangang Wusheng. "Your life span is almost over? Then we must not let them succeed. Instead of waiting to die, we should take the initiative to attack. We will gather the army and march to Yuanzhou Mountain to kill all these monsters!"

Wen Yuanzi pondered for a moment and nodded, "This plan is feasible. Instead of passively defending, it is better to take the initiative to attack. However, the three great dynasties have suffered heavy losses and are short of troops. We need to make long-term plans."

Li Xincheng was silent for a while, then said, "Since we don't have enough troops, we can ask for help from the various sects. In addition, we can also issue a bounty order to recruit independent martial artists. With a large reward, there will definitely be brave men."

"Okay, let's do it!"

Qiangang Martial Saint laughed proudly and said, "I will go back and ask the emperor to gather the troops and prepare to fight these monsters to the death!"

Li Xincheng's eyes sparkled: "In this battle, we can only win and not lose. The destiny of our human race cannot be lost."

So, after the three saints of the human race finished their discussion, they immediately sent orders to the three major dynasties, summoning elite soldiers from all over the country to prepare for a counterattack on Yuanzhou Mountain.

When this news came out, the whole world was shocked.

Countless warriors were excited and responded to the call, vowing to fight the demon clan to the death.

In the imperial capital of Dachuan, in the Golden Throne Hall, the atmosphere was as heavy as solidified lard.

The faces of all the civil and military officials were ashen, looking uglier than a steamed bun that had gone stale after being eaten for half a month.

The Minister of War, Lord Hu, stepped out tremblingly, his cloudy old eyes blinking like a dying goldfish: "Your Majesty, although Lord Sansheng has turned the tide, my Dachuan is now at the end of its strength! The treasury is empty, and there is not enough food and grass. This battle... This battle is..."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The Minister of Revenue, Lord Qian, also had a sad face. "During this beast tide, our Dachuan suffered heavy losses. Cities in various places are in ruins. If we withdraw more troops, what if... what if something goes wrong again..."

He did not dare to say any more, but everyone in the hall understood clearly that the "problem" referred to the disaster that would destroy the country.

Ouyang Jinying sat upright on the dragon throne, her eyes slightly narrowed. A chill emanated from her, making everyone in the hall shiver uncontrollably.

She opened her red lips slightly, her voice as cold as ice: "That's enough, I have made up my mind, there is no need to discuss it further."

"If there is no food, eat the meat of monsters. Tell the soldiers that there is no food supply in the rear. Their rations are the corpses of those monsters!"

This... this is too cruel!
As soon as these words were spoken, the Golden Palace fell silent.

The ministers looked at each other, their eyes filled with shock and disbelief.

This is to let the soldiers fight to support themselves and hunt monsters to fill their stomachs!
Wei Yang stood beside Ouyang Jinying, a gleam in his eyes.

The empress's move was brilliant. It not only solved the problem of food and grass, but also aroused the ferocity of the soldiers, making them fight for survival and kill for their lives.

After the court was dismissed, Wei Yang could not help but ask: "Your Majesty, is this move too risky? Can the soldiers adapt to it..."

Ouyang Jinying sneered and interrupted, "Wei Yang, you have followed me for several years. Don't you understand my intention? Rather than letting them starve to death, it is better to let them fight to the death. Besides, I have eaten the meat of those monsters before. If I can eat it, so can the soldiers."

Hearing this, Wei Yang said, "Your Majesty is wise!"

(End of this chapter)