It was still raining outside the cave.
Niu Shan stared at Pei Zi Yun and asked, "You, you want to go out? No! "
Suddenly, violent noises came from the foot of the mountain. They were continuous and incessant. The waves crashed against the shore, the howling wind and torrential rain, the burning of the camp, the falling of ice and snow, the sound of the zither, the sound of chess pieces falling … But the loudest sound was the roars of the demons and barbarians. The power of Qi and blood formed a violent gale that blew into the cave from the entrance.
With so many barbarian generals working together, Fang Yun knew that they would not be able to hold on for long. At most, they would use the Jade Blood Pill Heart in half an hour. At most, they would be able to kill many of the barbarians, but the High Scholars would all die.
"Go!" Fang Yun squeezed out a word.
"Your Majesty! You were appointed by the Moon God. You cannot go! "
Fang Yun looked at Niu Shan with determination.
"Your Majesty!" Niu Shan knelt down with a thud. The surrounding barbarians also knelt down.
"Qi!" Fang Yun's voice changed as he yelled.
All of the barbarians looked at Fang Yun. They could not understand. What kind of power could make a dying man risk his life to save his friends?
Feelings that they had never felt before surfaced in their hearts. It was like respect, like being touched, but also a little sad and regretful.
Niu Shan sighed and said, "Perhaps, this is the reason why you were able to become the Moon God. Men, bring His Majesty to the entrance of the cave! "
The barbarians carried Fang Yun and the thick blanket to the entrance of the cave, allowing Fang Yun to see the situation below.
The battle below had already reached its climax.
A chessboard was flying in the sky, releasing a large amount of fog to cover a portion of the demon soldiers. A High Scholar was continuously throwing in white and black pieces.
The white pieces were used to trap the enemy. The black pieces were used to kill the enemy.
The person playing the chessboard was still writing poems to support the game.
One person sat at the back. Two hands fluttered on the zither like butterflies. It was the war song "Guangling San", also known as "Song of Nie Zheng's Assassination of the King of Han". The zither song was firm and filled with killing intent. Shadows with daggers in their hands could be seen darting about. A total of ten shadows of Nie Zheng charged towards the demons at an extremely fast speed. It was dazzling.
At the very front of the group of High Scholars, there were four High Scholars wielding their Scholar's Literary Treasures, forming four strong layers of protection against the attacks of the demonic beasts. At the same time, the four High Scholars behind them were composing defensive battle poems, forming multiple illusionary mountains to block the attacks of the demonic beasts.
Among the demons ahead, there were more than ten translucent Demon Generals, all summoned by the war paintings. They did not know what death was. The battle array of the demons and barbarians was scattered in all directions.
The rest of the High Scholars were either armchair strategizing, or speaking eloquently. Some used tornadoes, some used waves, and some even triggered small earthquakes. They formed an incomparably tight coordination. In a short period of time, many of the barbarian demons suffered heavy casualties. Many of the barbarian demon generals could only protect themselves and were unable to charge towards the High Scholars.
Other than a few yao who were skilled in using yao arts, most yao were more skilled in using blood to kill enemies at close range.
Many of the other High Scholars were surrounded by the shadow of Jing Ke formed by the Yi River Song. Every single one of them looked extremely solid. All the venom and bone spikes were blocked by Jing Ke's shadow.
Every time a Sacred Demon General used his powerful body to break through, one of the High Scholars would flip a page in his military book. The Sacred Demon General would suddenly turn around and charge into the group of barbarian demons, killing a few of them before waking up.
If someone was accidentally injured, Hua Yuqing would immediately use his medical book to treat them. However, his movements were clearly slower. Fang Yun knew that the medical book was more exhausting than any other Literary Treasures. Before long, he would use up his lifespan to activate the medical book.
Fang Yun suddenly understood why Hua Yuqing looked like he was in his thirties despite being in his early twenties.
Seeing this scene, Fang Yun was not happy. Instead, he was even more worried. This was because the Holy Wolf Barbarian, Xiong Cang, and the Sacred Demon General had not yet used their full strength. They were only slowly using their yao arts to deplete the strength of the humans.
In particular, Xiong Cang and the Demon General were clearly accumulating strength. However, the Holy Wolf Barbarian did not seem to care at all. He had the head of a wolf and the body of a human. However, there was no ferocity in his eyes. He looked like he was watching a show with interest.
Fang Yun's right arm and hand slowly moved like a snail. He slowly reached for his Hubei. He did not ask Niu Shan for help. If he could not even take out his Hubei, he would not be able to write the battle poem.
Fang Yun's hand trembled slightly as he slowly moved.
The battle continued. After a while, Fang Yun's trembling hand finally touched his Hubei. He slowly took out a golden page, the Magical Demon-Sweeping Brush, and the True Dragon's Blood ink stick, water bottle, and inkstone that Grand Secretary Kong had given him.
"Sigh …"
Niu Shan sighed and immediately helped Fang Yun up. He let Fang Yun lean against the wall of the cave and then helped Fang Yun grind the ink stick.
Fang Yun held the brush with great difficulty. His hand trembled slightly, and finally he closed his eyes.
"No! I'm still a little short. I can't write if I keep shaking like this! "
Fang Yun tried to open his mouth, but he still could not make a sound. The poison was in his chin, which was very close to his throat. The injury was more serious than the other parts of his body.
Fang Yun kept breathing deeply and recited the medical book in his heart.
Suddenly, there was a scream below. Fang Yun opened his eyes and saw a person's entire arm was cut off. That person was not one of the first eleven people to arrive at the village. Fang Yun could only see his back, but could not recognize him.
Hua Yuqing's medical book glowed and fell on the wound of the High Scholar, stopping the bleeding. That person ate a Shuhuan fruit and then picked up his arm. He put the wound together. Immediately, many fine white lines came out of the wound and glued the wound together.
When the Shuhuan fruit was used to treat the wound, that person started to recite the battle poem, as if he was risking his life.
At this moment, the Holy Son of the Wolf Barbarian smiled. A fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he said, "You can start now."
The three-foot tall Elephant Demon General raised his trunk to the sky and let out a loud trumpet. He raised his two front hooves and then slammed them down.
"Boom!"
An earth-shattering sound rang out, and everything within a one-mile radius shook. The entire mountain shook, and the brush in Fang Yun's hand was shaken out of his hand.
Numerous cracks appeared in front of the Elephant Demon General, which extended all the way to the feet of the High Scholars.
The ground caved in as all the High Scholars fell into the crater. Soon after, countless rocks covered in blood and Qi erupted from the crater.
Apart from those who were holding onto their protective treasures, some managed to dodge the rocks. A total of seven High Scholars were struck by the rocks. Luckily, they all had their protective treasures. However, the rocks that were wrapped in blood and Qi were extremely strong. They broke through the protective treasures and broke the bones of some of the High Scholars.
All of a sudden, a High Scholar used his Grand Scholar's treasures and formed a barrier around the crater, blocking all the incoming rocks.
The formation of the High Scholars had been completely disrupted. The High Scholars were about to charge forward.
"Don't even think about it!" Li Fanming stretched out his hand and threw out a war painting. A translucent mountain appeared between the High Scholars and the High Scholars, completely separating the High Scholars from the High Scholars.
All the High Scholars were able to catch their breaths as they slowly retreated and prepared themselves.
The High Scholar Demon General, Xiong Cang, grinned as his eyes glowed with blood. Then, his huge black bear body was enveloped in blood and Qi, as blood red scales appeared on his body. He charged towards the war painting.
Xiong Cang was like a blood red meteor as he slammed into the mountain. With a loud boom, the ground shook as Xiong Cang's body flew backwards. The entire mountain crumbled and turned into pure elemental energy.
Xiong Cang's body retreated rapidly. The friction between his body and the ground gave off an ear-piercing sound. He stabbed his palms into the ground and stopped retreating. He raised his head and opened his mouth wide. He slowly straightened his body and swung his two front legs like human arms. He slowly walked towards the High Scholars.
Everyone was shocked. They did not expect Xiong Cang to be so terrifying. He was able to destroy the war painting with just his body. Was this the power of the High Scholars?
The Holy Wolf Barbarian smiled and said, "Xiong Cang, let these stupid slaves see the power of the High Scholars! Let them know before they die that this world belongs to the High Scholars. Humans are only fit to be slaves! "
"At least, I will not be! Where the body is, where the righteousness exists. My blood will turn to jade. With ten years of my life, I will exchange for the righteousness of the world! " Li Fanming slapped his chest, causing blood to spurt out. Then, he began to recite the Song of Gale.
The blood turned into jade words of the Song of Gale. Then, the words turned into a five feet wide and ten feet tall blood-red tornado.
Different from the normal Song of Gale, this tornado was surrounded by thick white clouds. It enveloped all the High Scholars and completed the Soaring Clouds in the Song of Gale.
"Poetry soul!" Xun Ye's voice came from the cave. His voice was filled with shame, but he did not step out of the cave to help.
All the High Scholars who were blocked by the clouds began to run around. The High Scholars immediately attacked with their battle poems.
"Roar …"
A bear roar sounded, and then a huge translucent bear paw descended from the sky. The blood-red tornado and the battle poems were all scattered.
Xiong Cang's body swayed, but the battle intent in his eyes grew stronger.
All the High Scholars shuddered. The Song of Gale, which was powered by the Heart of Jade Blood, had already formed a poetry soul. Its power was even greater than that of an ordinary High Scholar's battle poem. Yet, it was destroyed by a High Scholar's paw?
Hundreds of High Scholars gathered together and charged towards the High Scholars.
The atmosphere of despair enveloped the High Scholars. Everyone was preparing for the Heart of Jade Blood.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew from the mountainside. A huge amount of elemental energy gathered.
The Holy Wolf Barbarian, Xiong Cang and all the High Scholars looked up. Then, all the High Scholars turned to look at Fang Yun.
Fang Yun's Demon-Swaying Pen landed on a golden page. Using black ink with a tinge of blood, he wrote a battle poem on the page.
Lying in a lonely village, I do not mourn for myself. I am still thinking of guarding the Wheel Platform for my country.
Lying in bed at night, listening to the wind and rain, I dream of iron horses and glaciers!
Fang Yun's injuries had not fully healed. Originally, he would have needed at least a hundred breaths to complete this poem. But with his High Scholar's Heart, he was able to write it in an even shorter time.
Layers of treasure light.
The True Dragon's Blood Ink and the Demon-Swaying Pen each formed a layer of treasure light. The Heart of Jade Blood had 10% of the treasure light. Fang Yun's calligraphy had 20% of the treasure light. Under the power of the Saint Page, the treasure light increased from 30% of the first layer to 60% of the second layer.
The Saint Page added another layer of treasure light. Three layers of treasure light!
One layer of treasure light from the first book!
One layer of treasure light from the original work!
One layer of treasure light from the legacy!
Sixty percent of the treasure light appeared on the battle poem. This meant that the power of the battle poem had increased by sixty percent.
Fang Yun's battle poem was written too quickly. Before all the demons and barbarians could react, a river of ice covering one mile was laid out. Then, the wind and rain started to blow in front of Fang Yun. The rainwater in the surrounding dozens of miles gathered crazily and condensed into seven hundred and sixty heavy cavalrymen whose bodies were entirely made of rainwater.
These heavy cavalrymen held sharp spears in their hands and charged forward amidst the thunderous sound of hooves!
At first, the Holy Wolf Barbarian was only curious. After seeing the seven hundred and sixty cavalrymen, his expression turned serious. Then, his expression changed.
"Not good! Run! These heavy cavalrymen's bodies are made of water! "
The Weak Water Cavalry was just the beginning.
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