amaotonovel Chapter 282 Cloud Bow Breaks the Demon Lord
Chapter 282 Cloud Bow Breaks the Demon Lord
Chapter 282 Cloud Bow Breaks the Demon Lord
The scene became chaotic. Many soldiers' expressions changed upon seeing this. Chen Tianjian and the others had obviously not expected that their plan to wipe out these ghost scholars in the army would cause such a big problem.
"Haha, today is the day your Northern Army will perish. You two demon lords, you, Chen Tianjian, are no match for us."
Yao Xiaotian's gaze turned slightly cold, and after colliding with Chen Tianjian, he laughed loudly.
"dream!"
Chen Tianjian's face was gloomy, and he said in a deep voice.
"Whether it's a dream or not, we'll find out soon enough. Right now, I'll hold you back. The others are no match for Yao Mietian."
Yao Xiaotian's expression gradually turned cold, and he shouted sharply.
If they could summon the Demon Extinction Heaven, the two Demon Lords would be invincible here, as they are comparable to great Confucian scholars, while there is only one great Confucian scholar here.
However, the semi-saint Su Wenmo and the reinforcements did not arrive here so quickly, so this time they had the advantage of timing, location, and popular support.
From Wang Xiu's lower abdomen, the ghostly hand continued to crawl outwards, and a dark aura spread outwards, making people feel suffocated.
"Mr. Guo Ku, General Guan Mou, could you help me hold them off for a moment? I will use battle poems to kill Wang Xiu and thus block this spatial teleportation?"
Ye Ru held a brush in one hand, and the Xuan paper fluttered in the wind in front of him. This cold wind made Ye Ru's robes and hair dance in the air.
"Okay, don't worry."
"Ah."
Guo Ku and several other generals nodded in unison, then turned their gaze to Wang Xiu.
"Hmph, you devilish scholar, stop them!"
Seeing this, Wang Xiu's expression also turned cold. He then shouted sharply, and in an instant, five ghost scholars appeared. When they unleashed their talent, everyone was taken aback.
"This is the power of a Grand Scholar that has been forcibly enhanced..."
Guo Ku looked at the ghostly scholars with a solemn expression.
“Mr. Guo Ku, we each serve our own masters, please forgive me.”
The leading scholar, a scholar of the rank of Grand Scholar, gave a cold laugh and produced a chessboard in his hand. This chessboard was also filled with powerful talent, with two boxes of chess pieces on each side.
"Ying Chong, I didn't expect you to be a ghost scholar too."
Guo Ku took a deep breath, his face looking rather grim. This Ying Chong was just as talented as him, and had even been the one to devise strategies for some of the wars. But he never expected that the other party would turn out to be the Ghost Scholar.
“I am not Ying Chong. He is already dead. He originally wanted to enter your body, but the guards around you were too tight, so we could not enter. So we had to settle for second best. Now it’s good. Now that we have killed you, we can continue to let some ghost scholars enter your body through the power of soul transfer so that they can continue to lurk among the human race.”
Ying Chong tapped his foot and flicked his hand, sending five chess pieces flying like bullets through space, blasting fiercely towards Guo Ku.
As Guo Ku's pupils focused on the approaching chess piece, his expression changed. He could sense the powerful force of this piece; if it were hit, it would likely leave five holes in the piece instantly.
The next moment, he tapped his foot, and a landscape painting appeared in his hand. The painting was divided into mountains and flowing water. Suddenly, the mountains emitted an extremely powerful light, which eventually turned into a phantom image of mountains, blocking the chess pieces outside.
Ding Deng Deng.
The illusory mountain swayed, causing Guo Ku to stagger back dozens of steps.
Seeing the ever-growing ghostly hand, Ye Ru took a deep breath. One demon lord had already appeared, and Wang Xiu's demonic power was clearly insufficient, so the appearance of the second demon lord was also extremely slow.
"Glow-in-the-dark cup of grape wine."
Ye Ru began to write stroke by stroke, and his talent gradually spread outwards, giving birth to a powerful force.
"Even if this force were to finish writing the entire poem, it would probably still be insufficient to shoot him down."
Ye Ru secretly speculated that although the demonic power stored in Wang Xiu's body was no longer as strong as before, it still gave people a sense of solidity and heaviness.
"The pipa urges me to drink on horseback."
After writing the second sentence, the light on the paper began to flicker, carrying an extremely powerful talent. Ye Ru waved his hand, and a jade bottle appeared. Finally, Ye Ru poured the ink from the jade bottle into the inkstone of the fourth-grade literary treasure.
The ink was a vivid red, exuding a murderous aura, and one could faintly hear the roar of a tiger.
This was none other than the Black Tiger Blood Ink that Ye Ru had obtained from the Black Tiger Demon Saint's lower abdomen.
With this ink, the power of poetry can be greatly enhanced; combined with his mastery of calligraphy, the power may be sufficient.
boom!
The collision between Ying Chong and Guo Ku caused Ye Ru to stagger slightly, but he then picked up his pen again and began to write.
With the blessing of Black Tiger Blood Ink, the power of his poetry and prose became extremely strong.
In an instant, the surrounding world began to shift, and an extremely powerful aura began to spread, making Yao Xiaotian's face look extremely ugly:
"Go and kill that boy! He's ruined my plans time and time again, he's asking for death!"
"Yes!"
Upon receiving the order, some of the ghost scholars' faces contorted into grotesque expressions, and several beams of their scholarly energy instantly blasted towards Ye Ru's side.
"Don't laugh when you are lying drunk on the battlefield."
The ever-growing beam of talent was reflected in Ye Ru's pupils. A light flickered between Ye Ru's brows, revealing a heart of books. The Zen heart within him, like clouds and water, beat exceptionally strongly.
"How many people have fought in ancient times!"
As the last word fell, the entire space seemed to freeze, but the next moment, a wave of talent, as tangible as a ripple, rapidly spread out in all directions from Ye Ru's side, blasting countless trenches into the ground along its path.
Battle Poetry Realm 2 Bonus!
Black Tiger Blood Ink Bonus!
Calligraphy Level 2 Bonus!
A stunning boost from the poem!
Nearly twice the power of his talent was unleashed, slamming fiercely into the pillar of talent light.
Those pillars of talent, upon encountering the brilliance unleashed in these poems, were like mice encountering a cat, swiftly and decisively crushed.
Then, in the sky, countless streams of talent condensed into a giant cloud bow. On the cloud bow, arrows slowly gathered, finally pointing at the ghostly hand, and then slowly drawing the bow.
boom!
Like a meteor, the arrow suddenly pierced through space before everyone's horrified eyes, and the sound of air exploding echoed wherever it passed.
The arrow flew through the air at breakneck speed, finally striking the contorted face of Wang Xiu. In an instant, a piercing scream echoed from Wang Xiu's abdomen, sending chills down everyone's spine.
"Damn it! What kind of power is this?!"