sjar Chapter 642 Tragedy in the North!
Chapter 642 Tragedy in the North!
Chapter 642 Tragedy in the North!
Chen Tianjian and Zhao Mingcheng hovered in the sky, and before them stood the Nine Serpent Demon Saint, both exuding a chilling aura.
“Since the Nine Serpent Demon Saint has come in person, he must be confident in his ability to conquer our northern border. As an important official of the court, I should do my utmost to serve him. In that case, let the two of us have a go at it.”
Chen Tianjian gripped the Emperor's Sword, his face carrying a hint of coldness, and spoke slowly.
A calligraphy brush appeared in Zhao Mingcheng's hand at some unknown time. The brush was shimmering with colorful light and was engraved with faint dragon patterns. He looked at the Nine Serpent Demon Saint with a solemn expression.
The two of them were merely great Confucian scholars, not yet half-saints, so he knew that this battle was a fight with a slim chance of survival!
"Very well, then let this sage see just how formidable you, the number one martial prime minister of the Yanhuang Kingdom, truly are!"
The Nine-Serpent Demon Saint clenched his fist, and his figure vanished into thin air. The next moment, he appeared beside Chen Tianjian, and a venomous snake shot towards Chen Tianjian like lightning from behind.
The serpent, carrying a strong, foul stench, flew straight through the air, causing a chill to flash in Chen Tianjian's eyes. He then unleashed a fierce slash with his Emperor's Sword!
boom!
A golden dragon roared and clashed violently with the demonic serpent. As the force scattered, Chen Tianjian was forced back. At the same time, Zhao Mingcheng stomped his foot, and the brush swelled up in the wind, finally becoming like a pillar supporting the sky, pressing down on the Nine-Serpent Demon Saint.
"Out of control."
Seeing the opponent's fierce attack, the Nine Serpent Demon Saint wore a look of disdain. Then, he made a grasping motion in the air, and another demonic serpent appeared out of thin air behind him, colliding with the writing brush that was like a pillar supporting the sky.
With just one move, Zhao Mingcheng felt a sweet taste in his throat and retreated backward, eventually ending up beside Chen Tianjian.
They exchanged a glance and both saw the seriousness in each other's eyes.
The power of this demigod is indeed not so easy to defeat.
Then Chen Tianjian glanced down. Below, the two armies had already clashed, their blood flowing freely, like a giant meat grinder. The corpses of humans and demons were countless, but the demons were too numerous and powerful, and before long, the humans began to retreat in defeat.
"Use the power of poetry! Fire the arrows!"
As a strategist, Guo Ku continued to issue orders methodically even as the human race began to retreat.
As the words fell, countless sharp arrows carrying intense light flew towards the demon race, temporarily halting their invading offensive.
"Humph."
The Lion Demon King, whose own tribe had suffered heavy casualties, snorted coldly, stomped his foot, and roared to the sky. One after another, illusory giant lions were thrown into the human race like cannonballs.
Each charge of the phantom lions resulted in countless casualties among the human race.
"Zhao Mingcheng, go deal with that demonic lion. If this continues, our northern defense line may be breached."
Seeing this, Chen Tianjian took a deep breath and then turned to Zhao Mingcheng and said.
"Lord Wu Xiang, this..."
"Don't worry, I have secretly sent a distress call to the National Holy Academy. The Half-Saint will probably be here soon. Be careful on your journey."
Before Zhao Mingcheng could finish speaking, Chen Tianjian immediately interrupted.
"it is good!"
Gritting his teeth, Zhao Mingcheng moved swiftly and rushed towards the crowd below.
"What? The two of you couldn't defeat me before, so leaving you alone is just sending you to your death, isn't it?"
The Nine-Headed Serpent Demon Saint tilted his head, a hint of mockery on his face, and slowly said.
"Hehe, I'm afraid it's a bit too early for you to say that."
With a hint of coldness in his eyes, Chen Tianjian closed them, and countless streams of talent flowed around him, while a powerful holy aura began to spread outwards.
This scene caused a slight solemnity to appear on the face of the Nine-Headed Serpent Demon Saint, as if he had understood something. He then exclaimed in surprise:
"Are you insane? You actually used the Crimson Blood Heart?"
This scene clearly shows Chen Tianjian preparing to expend his own literary rank to forcibly enhance his strength.
The "Loyal Heart and Unyielding Spirit" technique can greatly extract the talent from the Imperial Academy and then transfer it to the National Sacred Academy, using the method of lowering one's literary rank to gain the power of the National Sacred Academy.
"How can I win against you without going all out?"
As soon as the words left Chen Tianjian's mouth, his tightly closed eyes suddenly opened. In an instant, Chen Tianjian's jet-black hair turned as white as snow, and the talent within his body surged like a volcanic eruption.
"Half Saint!"
"Oh no! Lord Wu has actually used the power of the Crimson Blood Heart!"
Guo Ku was also incredibly shocked by what he saw, but he seemed to understand something, and a resolute look appeared on his face:
"Fellow soldiers, the land of our Yanhuang Kingdom is in danger. If we do not keep these demonic soldiers at bay, and they break through our northern defenses, our loved ones and friends will never have a chance to fight again. I urge you all to join me in this battle!"
"We will fight to the death with the demon race and the monster race!"
The resounding voice echoed throughout the area, stirring the fighting spirit in all the soldiers, making their attacks on the demons and monsters even more ferocious.
"loyalty unto death!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Guo Ku stomped his foot and used the power of his Loyal Heart and Blood to unleash countless arrows, which multiplied from one to two, then from two to three, and finally rained down on the demon army.
"Since that's the case, then I, this Saint, will show them that even if you use the power of your Loyal Heart and Blood, you still cannot escape the path of defeat. Their faith will be ended by my own hands!"
Watching the soldiers below bravely face their deaths, a murderous glint flashed in the eyes of the Nine Serpent Demon Saint, before he finally smiled faintly.
"In that case, let's do it."
"it is good."
The Nine-Headed Serpent Saint nodded, and the nine serpents behind him flicked their scarlet tongues, facing Chen Tianjian from afar. Then, the Nine-Headed Serpent Saint shook hands with him from a distance, and finally squeezed hard. The nine serpents, carrying powerful force, blasted towards Chen Tianjian.
Reflected in his pupils was the ever-growing demonic serpent. Chen Tianjian gripped the Emperor's Sword tightly, pouring all his holy power into it. With a final, fierce slash, nine golden dragons roared forth from the Emperor's Sword.
The two collided violently before the horrified eyes of the crowd, creating a massive wave in the air that spread outwards with powerful energy ripples.
The force swept over Chen Tianjian, causing him to cough up a mouthful of blood and fall to the ground.
"Master Wu Xiang!"
Chen Tianjian's defeat sank the hearts of the soldiers, and their eyes were fixed on the sky.
"ended."
The Nine-Headed Demon Saint burst forth from the energy ripples, and a demonic snake with a predatory gaze grew larger and larger in Chen Tianjian's pupils.
"It seems the North is doomed..."
Seeing this, Chen Tianjian looked somewhat helpless, then lowered his hands and slowly closed his eyes.
However, at that moment, the demonic snake was severed at its seven-inch mark, and finally turned into poisonous blood, which drifted down into the sky.
These poisonous bloodstains seemed to have a life of their own, shooting towards the demon army without their consent. In an instant, shrill screams echoed throughout the area.
Seeing this, the Nine-Headed Serpent Demon Saint suddenly looked up and then shouted sharply:
"who!"