My apprentice is not easy

Chapter 257 The Method of Breaking the Game
Above the broadsword, a gust of wind rolled up.

As the strong man swung the knife, it turned into a gust of wind blade and slashed at the white bull demon fiercely.

This attack looks powerful.

But the strong man knew that this knife... probably couldn't hurt the white bull demon.

The gap is too big.

From the very beginning, the white bull demon did not use his full strength, but was fighting the four of them as if playing a game!
But...he couldn't back down.

Even if you have been seriously injured, you must not retreat!

On the battlefield, the most taboo thing is to show cowardice.

One person showing timidity will arouse the fear of countless people.

Once fear spreads and despair spreads, the outcome of this battle is basically doomed.

So, he has to come up.

Do what a leader should do!
While thinking about it, the knife finally landed on the body of the white bull demon.

Almost at the same time, the other three monks used a wide range of moves one after another.

All kinds of spiritual power mixed together, making the white bull demon's whole body in chaos.

The white bull raised its head and let out a "moo" roar, and white lights flickered all over its body.

Even more prickly people can't look straight.

People with insufficient cultivation could no longer clearly see the battle taking place above.

However, they have already clearly felt the determination of the strong man!

Just like the strong man said, the moment they stepped into the door of practice, they were ready to fight the monsters!

Fight with monsters and fight for humans!

How can you back down?
Almost instantly, all the demon-subduing monks turned red-eyed.

Who doesn't have a little blood?
Who hasn't had a stick?
Who hasn't, something that must be guarded?

Fight, there is no second choice!

Above, a chaotic battle unfolded between the white bull demon and the four of them.

Flying sand and rocks cover the sky and block out the sun.

Down below, humans and monsters are all red-eyed.

Abandoning the fear of death, even if you are injured, you have to rely on your last strength to take away an enemy.

This is the battlefield!

Lin Qingwan was inexplicably shocked.

He also didn't care about looking for Jiang Yuehan, looking for his own team.

With some people who re-entered the battlefield, they made up for a position that was about to be breached by monsters.

Honglianqin turned into a red long knife, and rushed into the group of demons together with her.

Every knife can take away the life of a demon.

Soon, there was Qin Xin's demon staring at her, hidden in the crowd of demons and touched her.

Opened his mouth wide, and rushed straight to Lin Qingwan's left side.

"careful!"

A young man he didn't know reminded him, and he raised his sword and slashed at the monster.

The young man was at the peak of Fengchu's strength. This sword was not powerful, but it slightly prevented the demon from killing him.

Lin Qingwan then jumped over the young man and slashed at the demon with a knife.

The monster roared and rushed forward without fear.

The two immediately fought in one place.

And that young man has already turned around and went to kill other monsters.

This is also the epitome of the battlefield.

People who don't know each other become comrades-in-arms at this moment, fighting against the enemy together.

The sound of shouting and killing, roaring, and exploding spiritual power and magic power can be heard endlessly.

There were bloody corpses everywhere.

Humans, monsters, randomly lying on the ground.

Tragic and inexplicable!

The location to the east of the battlefield.

Jiang Yuehan stood on the city wall, with several scrolls floating around him.

On the battlefield in front of him, countless black thorns rolled, constantly taking away the demons.

There are also flowers with various postures, which bless human monks, rescue injured people, and bring them back to the battlefield.

From the beginning of the war to the present, he has continued to cast spells in such a large area. Occasionally, he also needs to deal with high-level monsters rushing over to deal with him.

Jiang Yuehan's spiritual power was not in a good state, and his face was also pale.

But if it's just these, he can persist.

What Jiang Yuehan was worried about was the result of this war.

He raised his head, glanced at the four Huiyang monks who were struggling to support him, and then at the white bull demon who was still in peak condition.

My heart is silent.

The commander of Fu Yaosi placed his hope on Ling Yun.

In their view, the head of Fuyao Division and Yunjianxian Lingyun will definitely be able to deal with the powerful demon before.

As long as they persevere, they will be able to see victory when Ling Yun returns.

However, these people don't know that the current Ling Yun...has lost his memory.

He couldn't exert his full strength, and he might even be no match for that monster.

In this waiting, there is little hope.

Jiang Yuehan raised his hand and directed the coil around him, and the redrawn Mu Qinglong stopped a sneak attacking monster.

His gaze was raised, and he placed it on the white bull demon again.

This demon, for some reason, didn't take it seriously.

And when it gets serious, the outcome of this battle may be doomed.

Everyone here will die!

Such a result, just thinking about it, made Jiang Yuehan feel unacceptable.

He still has family members. When he dies, his parents and elder brother will all be sad.

In the same way, everyone on this battlefield has family members. When they die, their family members...how do they accept it?
And those ordinary people.

Fu Yaosi moved ordinary people to a safe place through formations.

But the so-called security is only relative.

When the monks here are defeated, the monsters who are the victors will show mercy and let them go. Those "blood food" that can be found with only a little effort are basically on the lips?
will not!

Once defeated, the entire capital, countless human beings, will die!

Jiang Yuehan bit her lower lip involuntarily, feeling very upset.

At the same time, there is a strong sense of powerlessness.

If he is strong enough, as strong as his master...

Even if it is not as good as the master, and only has a part of the strength of the master, it will not be so weak, right?

Master... I don't know where he is now?

As soon as this idea came out, Jiang Yuehan suddenly felt that something was stuffed into his head.

"..."

Said master master will be here.

Jiang Yuehan looked away, leaving only the picture scroll of thorns and the scene of the garden.

All the other scrolls were put away by him.

Take a deep breath and adjust your state.

Throw a painting into the air.

Under the guidance, the picture scroll flew to the center of the battlefield and quickly grew in size, until it was a hundred meters long before it stopped changing.

Then, slowly unfold.

Although the [-]-meter-long picture scroll is not big, it is not small either.

The moment it appeared, it attracted the attention of countless monks and monsters.

The white bull demon was still in a relaxed posture, but when he saw the scroll, he felt an inexplicable sense of crisis in his heart.

The intuition from Qianyuan Realm tells it that this scroll cannot be unfolded!

A huge aura erupted from his body, stepped into the air, and rushed straight towards the direction of the scroll.

The four people around noticed this, and of course they couldn't do what it wanted.

All kinds of means are frequently used, trying to prevent the white bull demon from approaching the picture scroll.

Bai Niu really didn't care about the power of these methods, but the speed of the forward charge was still affected.

And the speed of unfolding the scroll suddenly accelerated.

Almost instantly, a simple street scene appeared in front of everyone.

There are roads and shops on the street, but there are no pedestrians, carriages and horses.

Yes, it's just... a murderous army of monks!

(End of this chapter)