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Chapter 446: Letter of War, the Fall of Yuecheng

"Everyone! The demon army is numerous! We must rely on the advantages of the formation to win!"

"Exactly! Don't rush too far! Otherwise, don't blame others for not saving you if you get into trouble!"

"Everyone, get out of the way! I have a sword that can cover the sky and sea, and I am best at dealing with groups of enemies! Don't blame me if you get hurt by mistake!"

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For a moment, the sky above Shuyue Pavilion was filled with the voices of a large number of human super-innate debates. They all showed strong fighting spirit and rationality in the face of a powerful enemy, and no one thought of turning around and running away.

Wang Zhifan glanced at these powerful allies and felt that although the enemy seemed stronger, if they united as one, they might also be able to fight.

"Maybe I should give that skill to everyone... But my influence is not so strong, they will definitely not accept it easily..."

After thinking for a while, before the enemy army really came over, Wang Zhifan quickly said to the Dragon Girl Moon-Destroying Dragon Blade beside him:
"I have a method called Fate Link that is very suitable for the current situation. It can add up the lives of up to ten people, thereby greatly enhancing the ability to survive. Let's try to call on your clansmen and Qing Yangzi and the others to join forces..."

As Wang Zhifan quickly explained the situation, Mieyue Dragon Blade immediately understood what he meant and flew towards his own people. Wang Zhifan went to contact Qingyangzi and the other two who were also present.

The three super-innates of Tianyuan City were all observing the enemy formation at the edge of the high-altitude formation. When they sensed Wang Zhifan approaching, they immediately turned around and looked at him, as if wondering why this guy suddenly separated from his Xiaolongnu to find them.

Wang Zhifan then expressed his thoughts, which made the three Taoists' eyes light up.

"The same life method? According to what fellow Daoist Wu Zun said, it is indeed very suitable for use in a war, so quickly add it to the four of us!"

The old Taoist Zhenxuzi shook off the dust. Although he was the oldest, he was the fastest to accept new things.

"Four people are not enough. We need six more to achieve the best results! Come with me!"

Seeing that these three were easy to deal with, Wang Zhifan quickly took them to the Mieyue clan.

Then Wang Zhifan discovered that his Taoist partner, Mieyue Longdao, was still explaining to several tribesmen who were puzzled about what the life link was. However, since she herself had never seen it with her own eyes, her explanation was a little unconvincing.

But at this time, the enemy's army was about to press on Shuyue City's main battle formation. Wang Zhifan didn't have time to elaborate, so he just said:

"Everyone! The situation is urgent! I will not waste any more words! I will perform the secret art of linking life together right now!"

Then he was seen using one hand to make a "profound and unfathomable" spell, and a thin chain that was so illusory that it was almost invisible to the naked eye appeared around everyone. It silently wrapped around everyone's waists and abdomens, connecting everyone together, just like one side in a tug-of-war tying itself together.

"Is this the method that Master Wu Zun just mentioned? It looks a bit strange... but isn't it a little too short?"

The leader of the Mieyue clan, Mieyue Aotian, who looked to be in his sixties or seventies, was obviously puzzled by the illusory chains that suddenly appeared on his waist and abdomen. He reached out and touched the chains, and concluded that they had no substance at all, and he couldn't tell how much of a sect's aura they were, which was really a bit weird.

Seeing this, Wang Zhifan immediately explained to the people who were looking at him:

"Please rest assured, everyone! This item will not interfere with our battle at all! As long as you don't move too far away from each other, it will be difficult to break, allowing us to evenly distribute the damage and treatment we receive, greatly enhancing everyone's survivability!"

As Wang Zhifan was introducing, the Shuyue City formation above their heads had already begun to roar and shake violently.

That was the effect caused by thousands of Demon Lords approaching and releasing attacks collectively. Fortunately, there were a close number of human masters in the formation who launched long-range attacks to offset them. Otherwise, Shuyue City would have been reduced to ruins along with the formation in this round of attacks.

"Let me join in!"

Seeing this, Mieyue Aotian and others no longer cared about the magic Wang Zhifan used on them, and quickly flew up to join the battle.

At this time, no matter who the super-innates on the human side were, they were all gathered inside the huge text magic circle that was protecting Shuyue City.

Some of them released powerful sword moves to attack the dark masses of enemies outside the formation, while others cast lightning and fire spells, trying to use thunder and flames to deal with the enemies through the formation.

Wang Zhifan continuously slashed out the Menghua sword light and began to scrape the skin remotely. The Mieyue Dragon Blade and other members of the Mieyue tribe beside him all used the secret breath technique to attack.

No one rushed into battle rashly, for fear of being killed by the concentrated fire of many powerful demon lords.

In this initial stage of the war, which was basically a test between the two sides, Wang Zhifan did not feel too much pressure, so he had time to perceive the overall situation of the battlefield in a larger area.

So he soon discovered that not all the demon lords in the demon army were attacking them, the super-innate human beings.

Some powerful Demon Lords are leading countless Demon Generals and ordinary demons to scatter. They probably want to delay these high-level human combat forces while carrying out the process of clearing the disaster area, rather than letting a large number of cannon fodder stay here to be destroyed by the aftermath of the war.

"There are too many demons coming from the demon world this time. I'm afraid no place can hold on... We must go back and provide support as soon as possible."

With this judgment in mind, Wang Zhifan knew that the battle on their side would not last long, and they would have to return to their own homes and fight guerrilla warfare soon.

Because the indigenous masters must have also noticed the movements of the demon army, and they cannot bear the risk of their homes being destroyed.

Boom! ! !
At this moment, the Shuyue City formation, which had been under attack from thousands of demon lords on the periphery, finally couldn't bear it anymore. It exploded completely, and countless illusory words scattered over a thousand miles, turning from shining to nothingness. As a result, Shuyue City entered a stage where it had no formation defense at all.

This is not because the formation itself is not powerful, or that the human super-innate cultivators within the formation are not attentive, but because the energy level generated by the battle between the two sides is simply too terrifying.

In fact, it is already quite good that the Shuyue City formation has been able to hold out until now before breaking. If the super-innate cultivators inside had not taken action to block most of the attacks, Shuyue City would have been destroyed at the very beginning of the battle.

In an instant, the demon lords, like thousands of giant mountains in the night, rushed forward and stepped into the territory of Shuyue City.

In the vast Shuyue City, a large number of houses suddenly began to collapse, and all kinds of screams and sounds of fear were heard, accompanied by a strong smell of blood.

Ordinary people and low-level cultivators are too weak to face this situation. They even have little hope of escaping. The aftermath of any action of a demon lord is enough to claim the lives of thousands of people.

"Separate the enemies!" "Break them into pieces!"

"Leave them all outside the city!"

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The super-innate monks have now engaged in a melee with the Demon Lords who are more numerous than them, but the Demon Lords can attack with impunity, and they don't want to start a big fight on the spot.

After all, this is Shuyue City, a famous big city in the disaster area. They would rather the war take place in the wilderness area, so many cultivators began to intentionally guide the Demon Lords to the periphery, using themselves as bait.

Wang Zhifan's current strategy is to fight and retreat. He and the Moon-Destroying Dragon Sword beside him attracted the attention of at least three Demon Lords around him and flew out of the city step by step.

As for Qingyangzi, Mieyue Aotian and others, they should have been nearby.

But after the melee began, the situation changed rapidly. With the movement speed of the super-innate monks, it was not uncommon for them to fly dozens of miles away in the blink of an eye.

So much so that when Wang Zhifan told them not to disperse too much, they had already forgotten about it and were fully focused on dealing with the enemies around them, completely forgetting about the life link.

Wang Zhifan didn't have much objection to this. He couldn't expect others to act according to his ideas, so he could only take it one step at a time.

"Menghua slashes wildly!"

At this moment, he flew out from a ruin, his figure burst out at an extremely fast speed, crossed nearly a thousand meters and instantly rushed to the neck of a huge demon with a lion head and a human body, and slashed the Blade of Time in his hand at this powerful enemy with terrifying power.

However, it seemed that this Demon Lord was very afraid of him, and he did not try to dodge or defend. Instead, the demonic energy on his body condensed, and his huge body instantly dispersed into countless "lion-headed men" the size of adults, which broke into pieces and began to flee in all directions. It was impossible to tell which one was the real body, or if all of them were the real body.

Therefore, Wang Zhifan's terrifying blade only had time to kill less than a hundred of the little lion-headed men. Although he caused some damage to the opponents, it was obvious that there was no hope of killing them because the other two demon lords were surrounding him at this time.

"Brother Fan, be careful!"

Moon-Destroying Dragon Blade was currently wielding the twin lightning and fire swords in her hands in a fierce battle with a demon lord that looked like a giant longhorn beetle. Neither she nor this opponent could do anything to the other for the time being, so she had enough energy to remind Wang Zhifan who was not far away.

Of course Wang Zhifan knew what she was talking about. He saw his figure suddenly flash in the air and avoided the bite of a red and white striped flying snake that suddenly appeared at the same position.

This red and white flying snake is actually also a Demon Lord. Compared with other Demon Lords, its size is very small, only the size of three human men connected together. However, it has a short body and two wings on its back. It is incredibly fast and is suspected to have the ability to move in space. It is a Demon Lord that is very difficult to defend against.

When Wang Zhifan encountered it for the first time, he was accidentally ambushed by it when it teleported close to him, but fortunately he had layer upon layer of defense including biological force field, protective golden light, invisible strange clothes, demon armor, and indestructible body, which resulted in the flying snake demon lord escaping before it could bite through his skin. This shows that this guy's attack ability may not be that strong.

Just as he dodged the sneak attack of the red and white flying snake, a huge demon with three heads and six arms and a strange demon covered with long red hair came to attack. Wang Zhifan had noticed their movements a long time ago, and his figure immediately moved at high speed in a complex zigzag line, dodging the attacks of both while rushing towards the head of the three-headed and six-armed demon. The Blade of Time in his hand drew an arc, and the two heads of the demon flew into the sky and were cut off by him with one blow.

"Finally I managed to kill one!"

Seeing this, Wang Zhifan decided to make further efforts and chop off the guy's third head in one go with explosive speed.

But he was speechless the next moment, because he suddenly sensed that the two Demon Lord's heads he had just chopped off flew back to the Demon Lord's body, as if connected to the broken parts of the Demon Lord's body. At the same time, the Demon Lord covered with long red hair also used some secret technique, and countless red insects flew out of its body and surrounded him.

This is not even the entire situation. Wang Zhifan also noticed that there were other demon lords nearby who were eyeing him and approaching. There were also more malicious intentions brewing in the surrounding city ruins. He didn't know what the specific situation was.

"Die!"

Withstanding all the pressure, he suddenly slashed with his sword. The huge, dazzling blade pierced through the night and directly cut off the third head of the Three-Headed, Six-Armed Demon Lord along with its two arms raised for defense. The huge body of the Demon Lord then fell to the ground with a loud bang, crushing the ruins below.

There was no way out. Wang Zhifan's sword intent had a destructive effect that prohibited self-healing and resurrection. Even if the other two heads of the Demon Lord returned to the broken ends, they could not be truly connected. Now that all three heads were broken, there was no way to save him.

However, after Wang Zhifan finally killed this guy, he himself did not feel good. A large number of strange red hairworms surrounded him, making him feel a strong sense of danger.

"Ice power! Teleport!"

He immediately slowed down the creatures' movement speed, then used the Blank Wrap Belt's teleportation skill to escape.

But at this moment, dozens of laser beams with terrifying heat suddenly attacked from a distance, blocking him from top to bottom and front to back, and quickly swept across his body, but were immediately refracted back by the biological force field around him.

"How can there be an enemy that uses lasers?"

This situation was very strange to Wang Zhifan, because the Demon Lords were all fantasy enemies and it was impossible for them to shoot lasers.

As he turned his head to look at the location where the enemy had just launched the attack, he saw four or five short humanoid figures with light blue skin hiding in the surrounding ruins, and several others had been turned into charred corpses on the ground by the lasers that he had just deflected.

Judging from the condition of the corpses, these guys seemed to be equipped with weapons with obvious technological style, such as laser guns, cannon barrels, and exoskeleton armor.

"Hostile players? But why don't they look like humans?"

Wang Zhifan immediately realized that he had encountered the hostile players that the Master had warned him about, but the appearance of these players was not quite what he expected. It was obvious at a glance that they were not from any country in Xia's world.

"Could it be that they are...players from another world?"

An idea suddenly came to Wang Zhifan's mind, and he felt that he had some understanding of the origins of the hostile players.

But unfortunately, he didn't have the time to track them down. The surrounding demon lords attacked again, and the Moon-Destroying Dragon Sword was also in crisis. He felt pain in the life link between him and her, which was a sign that the Dragon Sword was injured.

"The enemy has too many numbers, it's hard to get rid of them here... and many monks have already teleported away, so we have to avoid them for the time being and give up Shuyue City first."

While going to help Mieyue Dragon Blade, Wang Zhifan made such a judgment in his mind. He decided not to continue fighting here, but to organize forces to fight guerrilla warfare to consume the enemy.

(End of this chapter)