Chapter 718: The Two Sides with a Huge Disparity in Numbers, Internal Strife, Mount Moting

When the scholars heard Zhao Qing, the master of the pass, say such discouraging words, the last line of defense in their hearts was also defeated by the terrifying number of the wild coalition army.

"Why, are you afraid now? Two thousand years ago, the alien race broke through the Tianguan Pass and even fought all the way to the Temple of Questioning the Heart. How could the scholars of Tianguan Pass be afraid back then?"

Yan Wen looked at the bitter expressions on the faces of the scholars around him and shouted angrily.

"Xiao Wen, there is no need to say these words. The alien race is powerful. Although we will not retreat, we will definitely not be blindly arrogant. If it really reaches an irreversible point, I will give you the opportunity and time to evacuate."

Zhao Qing waved his hand and interrupted Yan Wen who was about to continue speaking.

"Teacher..."

"No need to say more, our situation is much better than two thousand years ago. The reason why the scholars of Tianguan were fearless back then was because they could retreat and there were thousands of lights behind them. As long as they took a step back, the people behind them would face the slaughter of foreign races."

"Now behind us, there is a line of defense built for us by our ancestors who fought bloody battles. If things are impossible, we will retreat."

Zhao Qing has made up his mind at this moment. In his opinion, if other passes are broken, if he continues to defend the pass with 3,000 scholars, then there is only one way to die.

It is better to let those weak scholars leave and keep the young fighting force as much as possible, so as not to let them die here.

Soon, under Zhao Qing's order, the six deputy masters began to organize the evacuation of the seventh pass. All the scholars who have cultivated in the realm of great Confucianism must leave, and as for the scholars in the realm of literary masters, they can leave or stay as they please.

But in the end, all the scholars in the entire Seventh Pass, no matter what their realm was, chose to live and die with the pass.

Zhao Qing could only sigh helplessly when he saw this, and finally did not choose to force them to evacuate.

At this moment, the people in the pass were no longer in his control to decide whether to stay or go.

Another day later, under the gaze of the scholars, the 200,000 barbarian coalition forces finally gathered and marched towards the Seventh Pass in a mighty manner.

The ground shook, and the barbarian aura enveloped the world. Even if they were thousands of miles apart, the scholars could feel the evil spirit coming towards them.

"All scholars, listen to the order, prepare for battle." Zhao Qing took a deep breath and shouted loudly.

At this moment, all the scholars looked solemn. They knew that the next battle would be an unprecedented fierce battle. At this moment, they had already put life and death aside.

When the barbarian coalition forces were only 300 miles away from the pass, they stopped directly, and then six figures stepped into the air from behind the barbarian coalition forces.

The aura they exuded, without exception, was the pressure of the ancestors, and behind them, there were at least more than 20 kings.

You know, although the combat power of the ancestors is not as good as that of the sub-saints, it is still above the ordinary semi-saints, and the combat power of the kings is between the semi-saints and the literary masters. At this moment, six ancestors and more than 20 kings gathered, plus 200,000 barbarian coalition forces, this lineup can be called luxurious.

Even if the individual combat power of the literati on the pass is strong, they only have more than 3,000 people. Even if the alien race uses numbers, it is enough to break through the entire Tianguan.

"Zhao Qing, if you are willing to open the city and surrender, then we can spare your life."

Among the six ancestors, only the third mad duo slowly flew to the front of the pass and looked at Zhao Qing on the pass from a distance.

"Tianyuan people have always only literati who died in battle, and never cowards who surrendered."

Zhao Qing looked at the third mad duo with a cold expression and shouted sternly.

"Zhao Qing, you are only a thousand years old, but you have already touched the threshold of the god level. If you live for another hundred years, you will have the opportunity to break through the sub-saint level in your Tianyuan realm. You and I have known each other for five hundred years, and it can be regarded as heroes meeting heroes. I don't want to see people like you fall."

"If you are willing to surrender, I can petition the Immortal Venerable to convert you and make you a member of my Chaos Realm."

Perhaps because he cherishes talent, the third mad duo persuaded earnestly at this moment.

"No need to say more, if you want to pass this level, you have to step over my body, Zhao Qing."

However, Zhao Qing responded to the third mad duo with a more resolute attitude.

"Third, why are you wasting words with a Tianyuan person? Today, we come with you, not to see you make peace with them, but to directly flatten this pass."

Another ancestor-level strongman came in the air, and he exuded a monstrous purple demonic aura, proving that he came from the demon clan. This aura is only stronger than the third mad duo. Obviously, he is also a strong man who has been immersed in the ancestor level for many years.

The third madman frowned slightly, "Mo Tingshan, I know how to deal with this matter. If you want to fight, you can attack the pass later and you will have a chance to make a move."

"Hmph, I don't have that much patience."

Mo Tingshan snorted coldly, then he turned his head suddenly and looked at Zhao Qing on the pass, with a look of disdain in his eyes, and said: "He is just an ancestor who is about to enter his twilight years. Which of the seven chaotic clans doesn't have a lot of them?"

"As the ancestor of the wilderness, you actually want to invite a Tianyuan person to join our chaotic world. After all, you are a member of the wilderness clan, and you have never seen the world."

Mo Tingshan's tone to the third madman was mocking, and it could even be said that he was contemptuous of the wilderness clan.

"You..."

The third madman was furious when he heard this. He was about to open his mouth to scold, but he found that Mo Tingshan ignored him and stared at Zhao Qing on the pass. He continued: "Hey, the old guy up there, come down and fight me. I want to see what you can do."

Then, he turned his head and looked at the four ancestors behind him and said: "You don't need to fight in this battle. Today I want to see whether this old guy is strong or someone is too weak to make the pass in front of us unable to be conquered."

After saying this, Mo Tingshan pushed the third madman beside him and said: "Don't stand here, go back, don't force me to scold you here."

The third madman's eyes were almost spitting fire at this moment, his fists were clenched, and his teeth were clattering, but in the end he still endured it and did not choose to fight.

If there is an internal conflict this time, things will be serious. Since Mo Tingshan took the initiative to seek death, it is not his fault.

"I just hope you can keep your current expression when you are about to die." The third Kuang Duo snorted coldly and flew to the other four ancestors.

Mo Tingshan heard this, his tone still with disdain, "Do you think I will be like you, unable to attack the pass and have to seek help, and for this reason, I made up some low-level lie that I couldn't attack the pass, and the immortals wouldn't blame me."

After that, the deep purple demonic energy on Mo Tingshan's body condensed in his hand, forming a purple flame spear. He looked up at the pass, holding the spear, pointing at Zhao Qing from a distance, and said: "Old man, come down and fight me."

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