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Chapter 129 This scholar is quite interesting (Seeking monthly votes)
On the towering walls of the Great Wall.

A petite girl, barefoot and wearing a short skirt that barely reached her knees, sat leisurely on the shoulders of a giant who was at least three zhang tall.

The girl's petite figure contrasted sharply with the giant's massive and imposing body.

The girl had a string of bright red candied hawthorns in her mouth, and her clear almond-shaped eyes coldly swept across the area below the thousand-foot city wall.

The demon army surged in like a black tide.

Her two small, white feet dangled in the air, swinging gently back and forth, her posture as leisurely as if she were stirring a calm lake.

The giant beneath her had muscles that bulged like hard rock, and his dark skin gleamed like forged iron.

He gripped a huge axe tightly in his hand.

Compared to the almost indifferent calm in the girl's eyes, the giant's bronze bell-like eyes burned with a fury that seemed about to burst forth.

"Lord City Lord."

An elderly man with white hair and beard quickly stepped forward and bowed deeply towards the direction of the giant's shoulder, his attitude extremely respectful.

"I know, stop talking nonsense."

The girl's name was He Yeye. She snapped the candied hawthorn in her mouth with a "crunch" and then spat out the hawthorn seeds with a "pui".

Although He Yeye looks like a little girl who is only 1.4 meters tall, she is actually 5,000 years old, an Ascension Realm cultivator, and the city lord of this Demon Suppression City.

"That old bastard Yuekan finally couldn't hold back anymore. I've been stuck in this stalemate with these beasts for so long."

He Yeye swallowed the last candied hawthorn and casually tossed the bare bamboo skewer toward the battlefield.

"By order of your city lord, leave no one alive, slaughter them all!"

"Yes, sir!"

The old man solemnly agreed and immediately turned to convey the order.

"Big guy, let's go first!" He Yeye raised her hand and patted the giant's rock-solid head.

"Hooooo!!!"

The giant let out a deafening roar, wielding a giant axe, and stomped down with his massive foot, shattering the hard bricks of the Great Wall.

Immediately, his enormous body leaped down from the towering city wall, which was thousands of feet high.

Just as the giant landed, the candied hawthorn skewer that He Yeye had casually tossed out had already arrived on the battlefield.

That seemingly inconspicuous bamboo stick, like a flying sword, precisely pierced the heads of one demon cultivator after another, finally embedding itself deep into the ground.

However, the other demon cultivators and beasts ignored this and continued to charge forward like a tidal wave, trampling over the still-warm corpses of their kin.

"boom!"

The giant crashed to the ground, creating a huge crater.

With his long, gray hair flowing freely, he charged towards the demon army like a raging prehistoric beast.

On his shoulder, the girl casually tossed her long, jet-black hair behind her shoulder, her scarlet eyes filled with contempt and disdain for the demon race.

The giant, carrying his master, charged fearlessly into the depths of the enemy ranks. With each violent swing of his massive axe, a storm of blood and gore swept through the air, scattering severed limbs, remains, and chunks of flesh everywhere.

The behemoth was like a moving, towering mountain, and with unparalleled brute force, it smashed its way through the torrent of a million-strong demon army, carving a path paved with flesh and blood.

"He Yeye, stop your arrogance!"

From the depths of the demon army, came an aged yet terrifying roar.

He Yeye raised her head upon hearing the sound and looked in the direction of the voice.

A strange beast, resembling a leopard with fiery red fur, a single sharp horn on its head, and five long tails trailing behind it, came flying through the air.

Its body was surrounded by scorching, churning crimson flames, distorting the air wherever it passed.

The *Classic of Mountains and Seas* records: "Two hundred and eighty li further west is Mount Zhang'e, barren of vegetation, but abundant in jade and precious stones. Its features are quite strange. There is a beast there, resembling a red leopard with five tails and one horn. Its cry is like striking a stone, and its name is 'Zheng'."

"You old fool, I'm going to use your animal hide as a rag!"

He Yeye grinned, revealing a set of small white teeth, and in her hand she was holding a huge scythe that was three zhang long and completely black.

She stomped her little foot on the giant's shoulder and soared into the air.

The scythe in her hand sliced ​​through the sky, slashing down with a devastating force!

"Roar!"

Yuekan let out a roar, and the single horn on its head forcefully blocked the falling black scythe.

"Boom!"

The two Ascension Realm cultivators clashed head-on without any fancy moves, and a violent storm of spiritual energy instantly exploded outwards from them.

The terrifying shockwave swept in all directions. Some of the closer and weaker monsters didn't even have time to scream before they were blasted away by the force and exploded into blood mist in mid-air.

The invisible blade wind emanating from the scythe pierced through the enormous phantom of the ferocious beast, and with undiminished force, it cleaved the earth behind it, instantly tearing open a bottomless abyss.

Any demonic beast even slightly touched by the edge of this sharp, sickle-like wind was instantly annihilated, leaving not even a trace. At the same time, the massive, imposing gates of the Great Wall swung open.

The hundreds of thousands of human cultivators, who had been waiting in full battle array, roared and rushed out of the city gates like a flood bursting its banks.

These are all well-trained regular troops from the Demon Suppression City.

Most of the cultivators in the army come from various major sects in the world of magic.

Recently, due to the demon race's restless nature and the imminent outbreak of war, the human alliance has urgently dispatched a large number of cultivators to provide support.

Under He Yeye's iron-fisted training, every cultivator has been fully integrated into the army, obeying orders without question and cooperating seamlessly.

On the city wall, Xiao Mo looked down at the infernal scene below, a dark mass of people, with blood and flesh flying everywhere and magical lights clashing wildly. Without the slightest hesitation, he moved and threw himself into the battlefield.

Every time Xiao Mo kills a demon cultivator, the battle merit token hanging at his waist will automatically absorb a wisp of the opponent's pure blood essence, thus accurately recording the battle merits he has gained.

Two hours passed.

Xiao Mo had long forgotten the time, and even forgotten who he was.

What he saw was the human cultivators around him falling one by one, turning into cold corpses.

All he did was swing his sword and kill the demon in front of him.

The deafening sounds of fighting, screams, and magical explosions filled his ears, seemingly without end.

In this enormous meat grinder.

Life seems as cheap as grass.

"boom!"

A deafening roar echoed from the sky.

A petite figure fell like a shooting star, but finally landed firmly on the giant's broad, platform-like shoulder.

He Yeye raised her hand and wiped away a trickle of blood that had spilled from the corner of her mouth.

But that old man wasn't much better off.

"Zheng!"

A chilling arrow of icy light shot silently from somewhere in the chaotic battlefield, aimed directly at He Yeye.

Just as He Yeye was about to casually block it.

A long, dark dragon suddenly roared out from the side, opened its mouth, and bit the deadly ice arrow with perfect precision.

Immediately, the black dragon circled around and quickly returned to the side of a scholar in a blue robe, continuing to protect him as he fought off the surrounding monsters.

With a hint of surprise, He Yeye looked in the direction the black dragon had flown back.

A young scholar dressed in a blue robe was seen steadily advancing forward.

The long, dark dragon gracefully coiled around him, forming a solid barrier.

The scholar held a long sword in his hand, which he had picked up from who-knows-where.

With each swing of the sword, a demon cultivator or a demon beast would explode into a bloody mist.

Similarly, Xiao Mo also attracted the attention of the demon generals on the other side of the battlefield.

A genius cultivator like him has always been a key target of "attention" on the battlefield.

After all, no one can predict how terrifying a genius who has experienced the baptism of the battlefield will grow into in the future.

In an instant, several Nascent Soul Realm demon cultivators pounced on Xiao Mo from different directions.

Despite being surrounded by several powerful enemies of the same realm, Xiao Mo showed no sign of panic.

Holding a long sword, his swordplay was steady and skillful, and he fought the demon cultivators to a standstill, with neither side gaining the upper hand.

He Yeye was just about to lend him a hand and break the deadlock.

Just then, Xiao Mo deliberately revealed a seemingly fatal flaw during the fierce battle.

Completely disregarding the long sword thrusting towards his heart from the side, he seemed to be willing to trade his life for his own, desperately trying to cut off the head of the tiger demon directly in front of him.

With a swift movement of his sword, Xiao Mo struck, and before the Nascent Soul stage tiger demon could even scream, its massive head was already flying into the sky.

However, the longsword aimed at his heart, carrying a sharp sword aura, arrived almost simultaneously.

He Yeye's heart tightened; she thought the scholar would be stabbed through the heart in the next second.

As a result, Xiao Mo was only shocked by the sword energy and coughed up blood.

The tip of that longsword failed to pierce his body!
"Roar!" The black dragon, which had been waiting for an opportunity, seized the fleeting chance, coiled its body, and instantly killed the demon cultivator.

Looking at Xiao Mo, He Yeye swung her little feet, a smile playing on her lips:
"This scholar is quite interesting."

(End of this chapter)