Chapter 112 The Power of Mo Wudao

Emperor Wu looked at the guards below and said coldly, "It's been more than two years, and I'm only reporting now. Then what does Wang Kui do for food?"

The ministers below felt a lot more comfortable, as they had diverted Emperor Wu's anger away. They all stood up and cursed Wang Kui, saying that he was a waste and unworthy of development. Even they who asked him to guard Nanshan City looked down upon him!

The Minister of State Affairs on the side stood up and said, "Your Majesty, although the Demon Cult is located in a remote place, the leader of the Demon Cult, Zhou Qiong, is a terrifying demon. This matter must be dealt with seriously!"

At this time, the Minister of Military and Aircraft also stood up, "Your Majesty, I believe that we should send troops to destroy the demon sect. Using the head of the big demon Zhou Qiong to shock my reputation as a great martial artist, and eradicating the people in the demon sect is also a meritorious deed!"

Many ministers below agreed, and military generals even asked for help. Although the legendary demon sect Zhou Qiongqiang is terrifying, no one has ever seen him take action. Facing him is better than facing the King of Zhenbei who can fight one against three!

Emperor Wu pondered for a moment. The Wu Dynasty had been defeated one after another in the past two years. It was time to use good news to boost morale.

"Yang Lin! I order you to lead an army of two million to Nanshan City to annihilate the Demon Cult in one fell swoop!"

"I obey!" A burly general stood up.

"Meng Feiyang, you lead the disciples from Jixia Academy. I want you to bring the head of Demon Cult Leader Zhou Qiong when you come back!"

"Your Majesty, I obey!" An old man dressed as a scholar stood up and cupped his hands. He was the master of Jixia Academy!

Meng Feiyang's face was calm. Although it was said that the leader of the Demon Cult, Zhou Qiong, also had the ninth level of semi-saint cultivation, he was not too worried because the Confucianism and Taoism he cultivated just restrained the Demonic Taoism! At the same level, demonic figures cannot even exert 80% of their strength in front of him!

Just as reinforcements from the Dawu Dynasty rushed to Nanshan City,

In the Demon Sect's Heavenly Demon Peak Hall, Zhou Qiong, who was sitting on the Demon Dragon Seat, slowly opened his eyes. Di San, who was kneeling in front of him, reported the latest information to him in a deep voice, and then disappeared into the hall!

Zhou Qiong looked at Nanshan City with a sneer on his lips. It was time to expand his demonic power!

Slowly stretching out his right hand, the God-Demon Knife that absorbed blood far away in the underground of Nanshan City disappeared in a whoosh, and when it reappeared, it was already in Zhou Qiong's hand.

The three demonic dragons roared in the sky and quickly pulled the chariot away from the Demonic Peak!

Wang Kui kept circling in Nanshan City, and the scholars on the side also looked anxiously at the jade talisman in his hand.

Suddenly, the jade talisman lit up, and a piece of information was passed into the scholar's mind. The scholar looked happy and smiled easily.

"General Wang, the Imperial City has sent reinforcements. They will arrive in half an hour, and Palace Master Meng is also here with his disciples!"

Wang Kui was immediately surprised and said, "Really, Palace Master Meng is also here. It seems that His Majesty wants to destroy the Demon Cult in one fell swoop. It just so happens that this general must take off the head of the Demon Cult leader and drink it to relieve his hatred!"

The scholar also nodded. He must kill the person who shot him blind, even though he didn't see clearly who the other person was!

While the two were thinking about how to take revenge, the guards outside suddenly came to report, "City Lord, the Demon Cult is attacking again!"

When Wang Kui heard this, instead of being afraid, he became excited. Reinforcements were coming soon. If he went out to kill the enemy bravely now, he would definitely get the title of bravery!

Thinking of this, he turned around and rushed out immediately.

Outside Nanshan City, Wang Kui looked at the millions of demon soldiers on the opposite side, and his heart began to tremble. Go, why did the demon sect not follow the routine? Didn't they send 50,000 demon soldiers? Why did it become one million!

Wang Kui was too hesitant to go out. He was worried that if he went out to fight now, he might be killed by the Demon Cult before the reinforcements arrived. Wouldn't he have died unjustly?

Mo Wudao stood above millions of demon soldiers. He did not look at the trembling Wang Kui on the wall, but looked to the other side, where a breath of iron and blood was coming from there!

Within a few minutes, two million soldiers wearing armor suddenly appeared in the distance. You could tell by looking at their momentum that they were obviously much more powerful than the Giant Tiger Army, and at least a quarter of them were Eternal Realm warriors!

Above the opposite army, Yang Lin, who was wearing armor, looked at the millions of demon soldiers opposite, with shock in his eyes. Although he had overestimated the demon sect, it seemed that he had underestimated it now.

These millions of demon soldiers are actually warriors above the Eternal Realm. You must know that the two million troops of yours are only 500,000 Eternal Realm warriors. This is already the most elite army of the Great Wu Dynasty!

Then Yang Lin glanced at Wang Kui on the city wall, with a look of admiration in his eyes. He actually used millions of weak soldiers to resist such powerful demonic soldiers for two years. This Wang Kui is really a fierce general!

Yang Lin looked at Mo Wudao opposite and said loudly

"This general is Yang Lin, the cavalry general of the Dawu Dynasty, and I have been ordered to come and destroy the Demon Cult! I think you should surrender quickly, and you might still have a chance to survive!"

Mo Wudao looked at Yang Lin coldly, "I am the leader of the Demon Sect's war hall, Mo Wudao, and I will not advise you to surrender, because if you dare to go against the Demon Sect, you will die regardless of whether you surrender or not! "

Before the other party could say anything, Mo Wudao's expression suddenly changed.

At this moment, a powerful and righteous energy suddenly appeared on the horizon, and a giant white palm struck at millions of demon soldiers, trying to kill everyone in the demon sect with one palm!

Mo Wudao held a spear in his hand and shouted, "Array!"

Suddenly, millions of demon soldiers formed a demon-gathering formation in less than a second, and a six-armed demon god 50,000 feet tall formed in the sky.

Mo Wudao's body merged into the Demon God, and the spear in his hand became ten million times larger. He was held by the Demon God in one hand and stabbed directly into the giant white palm in the sky!

Boom! A deafening roar sounded, and the earth was constantly cracked by the aftermath. Nanshan City not far away also shook violently, and there were cracks on the city wall!

After one blow, the six-armed demon god in the sky was immediately dispersed, and Mo Wudao vomited blood, and his momentum dropped a lot.

Millions of demon soldiers even ooze blood from the corners of their mouths. The opponent actually injured millions of demon soldiers with one blow, which shows how terrible the person is!

An old man in a white robe appeared in the sky, followed by hundreds of disciples, who looked at the demon cult with surprise!

The old man was Meng Feiyang. He looked in the direction of the demon cult with a hint of surprise in his eyes, and raised his left hand, which was obviously covered with a trace of blood.

Just relying on the power of the military formation, he could hurt the ninth level of the semi-saint, and he himself had not suffered too much damage. This demon cult is indeed extraordinary. Fortunately, he restrained the demon, otherwise it would take some effort to solve it!

Meng Feiyang, his left hand stretched out again, and the white giant palm slapped the demon cult again!

Mo Wudao was about to attack with his spear in hand, but this time he didn't have the help of the demon god. Millions of demon soldiers were injured by the previous blow and had to rest for a while before they could gather again! But the other party couldn't give them time!

Just when the giant palm was about to hit Mo Wudao, it suddenly stopped!

Meng Feiyang looked into the distance with a shocked face!

"Roar, roar, roar"

The terrifying roar of the demon dragon reached everyone's ears!

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