World Wide Martial Art

The garrison of Wutong City had all knelt down in fear. Only Xian Yun'er and others were still fighting alone at the top of the city. Even if they wanted to resist, it was a waste of hope. Situ Reading

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They are not as powerful as Ye Feng, who can face an army of demons alone. They are like a lonely boat in the surging tide, unable to protect themselves.

"Lord of Immortal City, now, what to do now..."

Yu Lingzi looked at Xian Yun'er with dull eyes. He didn't know whether he was longing for a rescue method or just wanted to find someone to talk to in this desperate moment.

"I have no idea."

Xian Yun'er shook her head, with a hint of confusion on her beautiful face. She didn't know what else she could do in this situation.

"Master, it's not a loss to kill one demon, but it's a profit to kill two demons. We can't just catch him without mercy, and we can't embarrass brother Ye Feng!"

At this moment, Shen Rouer said with a stubborn face. She looked at the demon army without any fear, but instead felt unyielding.

Xian Yun'er was startled when she saw this. She suddenly realized that Shen Rou'er was right. Although the enemy was terrifying and so terrifying that it made people despair, they could not give up resistance, even if they died, they would fight to the death!

It's such a shame that as a master, I don't even understand such a simple truth and need to be reminded by my apprentice.

Xian Yun'er's pretty face became solemn. She drew out the sharp sword from her waist and pointed it directly at the demon army below.

"The belief of the Yishan Sect is to protect the common people. Today, the demonic army is approaching and we cannot retreat!"

Xian Yun'er gave a low shout and suddenly turned around to look at the kneeling garrison and the common people in the city.

"The demons want to massacre your relatives, friends, everything you value, and trample the dignity of the human race under their feet. But you are going to bend your back like this and wait for death in humiliation!"

"The garrison of Wutong City, do you still remember the oath you took when you joined the garrison? Aren't you going to fight for your loved ones and the human race? Why don't you stand and surrender today!"

Xian Yun'er's roar resounded over Wutong City, and each of the garrison soldiers raised their heads, their godless eyes gradually glowing with light, and their bodies that were shaking due to Jiao Gui's killing power gradually straightened up.

"I, I am not a coward, I will fight with them!"

A garrison stood up, raised his sword and roared. Behind him, his companions stood up one after another and shouted loudly.

Having been taught by Ye Feng, Xian Yun'er knew that he should not be foolish. Xian Yun'er glanced at the garrison who was still lying on the ground and did not dare to stand up to fight, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

"Those who surrender without standing will be killed without mercy!"

Xian Yun'er shouted out, and the long sword in her hand turned into a cold light, suddenly passing through the body of a kneeling guard.

Hundreds of garrison soldiers died on the spot. This scene shocked the other garrison troops and even the people in the city.

Xian Yun'er has always been a living Bodhisattva. She has never been cruel to the human race. Even if the human race does something excessive to her, she will still find a way to safeguard the interests of the human race.

But now, Xian Yun'er actually killed the defenders with her own hands, the humans she had rescued personally.

"Wutong City is on the verge of life and death. Whether it is the garrison or the people in the city, men, women, old and young, they should take up their weapons and fight to the end!"

Xian Yun'er shouted again. She looked at the kneeling people, the blade of her sword glowed with a dazzling cold light, "You should also join the fight!"

These remarks completely ignited the fire in the hearts of the soldiers of the garrison. They were human beings and were naturally opposed to the demons.

Even though they are weak and have been used as rations and livestock by the demons, they should not just accept their fate, let alone surrender to their old enemy. Even if they are like moths drawn to the flame, they must fight hard and never give in!

"Get up, everyone, get up!"

A guard army captain roared at the crowd. Even though the person kneeling in front of him was his biological father, he did not hesitate at all and shouted angrily: "Get up and fight the demons, or die!"

The long sword was swung into the sky, the snow-white blade flashing with ruthless light. The captain's father looked up at his son in disbelief, murmuring something else he wanted to say.

"laugh!"

The long sword suddenly penetrated the bluestone in front of him, leaving only the hilt of the sword. The captain of the guarding army looked at his father with red eyes, "If you don't fight, you will die!"

"You have taught me since I was a child that I must survive and do whatever it takes to survive!"

The captain looked at his father's angry eyes and pointed at the people kneeling in the city, "But look, what's the point of living like this? We are human beings, born with wisdom and the leader of all spirits. We should not be enslaved like animals. , being swallowed, even if it is to survive, there is no point in living like this!”

"It is better to die fighting to the end than to live in confusion!"

The captain once again raised the sword in his hand and pointed it straight at his father's neck, "Fight or die!"

This scene happened throughout the city. Countless soldiers from the garrison roared like they were taking an oath, and they asked everyone to participate in the battle.

Even if a moth flies into the flame, even if a mantis blocks a cart, we must fight and never give in.

Just after putting all the power of the starry sky into the kettle transformed from the fallen water, Angle heard the roar coming from Wutong City, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Haha! It's interesting. These humble ants have actually developed the desire to resist. It's great!"

Jiao Gui looked at Jiao Min and gave instructions loudly: "Show them the most terrifying side of the demons. I will make them despair in their resistance, and eventually tear apart all their illusions and be crushed into pulp!"

"yes!"

Jiao Min responded loudly. Just like Jiao Gui, he has already been eager to resist the enemies, and then use his unstoppable power to make them die in eternal despair.

"boom!"

The offensives of the two demonic armies swept down like stars in the sky. The terrifying offensive shattered city walls and collapsed houses.

Under the pressure of the garrison, hundreds of civilians who had just taken up arms were easily smashed into pieces. Blood spattered all over the sky and fell on the faces of everyone in Wutong City.

"Damn the demons!"

Xian Yun'er had an angry look on her face, and she suddenly raised her sword and rushed out along the broken city wall. Yu Lingzi and her disciples followed behind her, and the garrison formed a square formation and followed up steadily.

With the belief of fighting to the end and risking their lives, the garrison lost all fear. Even when faced with the unrivaled demon army, they still formed a formation in an orderly manner according to their training in the past, and advanced towards the enemy like steel.

"Huh? It's interesting that there are such beautiful lowly humans."

Jiao Min looked at Xian Yun'er who was charging at the front, and his eyes lit up. The aesthetics of the human race were completely different from that of most demons.

What seems beautiful to humans is considered extremely ugly by demons.

But Jiao Min is different. He has followed Jiao Gui, the son of the Demon King, for many years. Because the Demon King's son has the blood of a demon and his body shape is similar to that of the human race, he recognizes the aesthetics of the human race, and he changes accordingly.