What about the awakened scholar?Transfer directly to Confucianism and Sword Immortal

Under the battle between Fang Mu and several wind wolf clan gods, the battle situation came to a stalemate for a while.

His current strength is not very strong, at most he can even fight with these second-tier guards, and it is very difficult to solve the battle quickly.

Of course, despite this, in the eyes of those wind wolf clan guards, they were already very shocked.

They never imagined that the first-rank divine envoy in front of them could fight a group of divine guards with one enemy.

You know, this is within the domain, if it is outside the domain, or in the land of the gods, if they encounter this divine envoy, they will probably only lose.

But for Fang Mu, this was not enough.

He wants to capture as much as possible the annals of civilizations of all alien races on the earth, and then gather their power to refine his own mind. This is very time-consuming, and he must not delay in any one place for too long.

Fang Mu had a premonition that something terrifying was about to come, and with his current strength, he couldn't bear it at all.

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

Fang Mu's eyes were red.

But now he has no other means.

The Confucian fairy avatar has also been fused, the phoenix soul has also been blessed, and I don't know how many mouthfuls of fairy wine, he is already drunk.

What else does he have to do?
No more.

Being able to fight against several divine guards alone at the level of a first-level divine envoy, plus being in the opponent's territory, this is already the limit of what Fang Mu can do.

unless……

Unless he uses his Qinglian sword.

But this is obvious and absolutely impossible. If he uses the Qinglian Sword, it will be tantamount to drinking poison to quench his thirst, and will only put himself in a desperate situation.

Compared with Qinglianjian today, he is absolutely weak.

Fortunately, that thing can only guide living beings, but cannot control the Qinglian Sword, otherwise he would have faced the complete sixth-order Creation Sword just like facing that divine sword that day.

"Hold him, as long as he drags on, we will only win!"

The god level of the Wind Wolf Clan was fighting, while communicating with divine thoughts.

As a result, these wind wolf clan gods no longer fought head-on with Fang Mu, but began to use their extreme speed to deal with it.

They are not fools, and now they have seen that the several blessing states on Fang Mu's body can't last long, as long as they last, that guy will break down by itself.

It's okay for these guys to avoid the battle by themselves, but they also ordered the mortal wind wolf clan to use the large formation to concentrate their strength and attack Fang Mu.

In the vast mountains and hills below, there are tens of billions of wind wolves, large and small.

For the god level, the power of the mortal level is indeed very small, but tens of billions of power are concentrated, coupled with the increase of the bloodline array and the will of the territory.

Even a trace of weak strength can be condensed into a tough and continuous rope, which can firmly bind a divine guard.

The blood power of tens of billions of wind wolves gathered together and turned into crescent-shaped wind blades, each of which was thousands of miles wide and extremely fast.

Several wind wolf clan gods are the main force, and they are the support, and they are also a big threat to Fang Mu.

"You're playing with me, aren't you?"

Fang Mu frowned.

Originally, he didn't want to talk to these mortal wind wolves at all, but now, he was a little angry because he was already irritable.

With a wave of Fang Mu's hand, the chess pieces fell to the ground one by one, turning into chess soldiers with different shapes.

When Fang Mu's personal strength became stronger and stronger, he hadn't used chess soldiers for a long time.

After all, in a god-level or even a demigod-level battle, these chess soldiers are not very capable.

In fact, since he broke through to the god level, the combat power of these chess soldiers has been raised to around one star.

But compared to the combat power of hundreds of stars or tens of thousands of stars at the god level, the combat power of this star does not seem to be enough.

But for these mortals, it is still no different from the most terrifying killer.

Every chess soldier turned into a life-threatening killing god, and under the rampage, he could take away tens of thousands of wind wolf clan's lives every time.

The demigods of the Wind Wolf Clan went to stop them, and were bombarded and killed by the chess soldiers. They seemed to be on a rampage, but in fact they were quite organized.

Every move seemed to coincide with some kind of special formation, as if using the earth as a chessboard.

The most frightening thing is that as the lives of the wind wolves killed by these chess soldiers increase, their own strength also increases rapidly.

One star, two stars, three stars...

Fang Mu admitted that he seemed to underestimate the potential of this chess player.

As long as the number of enemies killed is enough, the strength of these guys will definitely grow to an extremely terrifying state.

When they were at the mortal level before, they only killed hundreds of thousands of enemies, but here there are tens of billions of enemies. If they are allowed to kill them all, their combat power will be no less than that of any first-level envoy.

Several wind wolf clan gods were also stunned by the growth speed of those chess soldiers.

"Hold this guy, I'll kill those puppets!"

There are god-level legends of the wind wolf clan.

But when Fang Mu saw that it was about to leave, he also understood what this fellow was thinking, and immediately sneered.

"Didn't you all guard against me before, and didn't want me to destroy those mortal bloodline formations? Sorry, it's up to me now!"

"Want to leave? That's impossible."

Fang Mu used the Dao sword to divide it into a sword with different kendos.

brush brush brush --

Swords of intent in various colors spread all over the sky, and Fang Mu commanded them as he wished, and that sword surrounded several wind wolf clan gods.

They fought together again, and no one could leave the battlefield.

Seeing that the casualties of the mortal-level wind wolves were getting heavier and heavier, several wind-wolf gods immediately panicked.

These mortal wind wolves can accept the death of more than a billion, and they can bear the pain if they die half of them.

But if half of them die, the future of this group will basically be disrupted.

The most frightening thing is that if this continues, these mortal wind wolves will all die!
At that time, these god-level gods will become bare commanders, without the support of the lower-level ethnic groups, then this god-level will be meaningless.

Although the lower-level clansmen are weak, they are the foundation of a group. If the foundation is destroyed, no matter how luxuriant a tree is or how towering a building is, it will gradually collapse.

"Damn guy, you can't let him kill like this!"

Several wind wolf clan gods kept exchanging countermeasures in secret, and finally became ruthless, and protruding blood vessels suddenly appeared on several gods, in which the dark red blood of the gods flowed.

Blood sacrifice!
Several wind wolf clan gods actually began to sacrifice themselves, and as their lives passed, the phantom of a giant wolf hundreds of thousands of feet tall slowly solidified.

This giant wolf is as huge as a small star, and behind it is surrounded by a terrifying hurricane, rolling up one mountain after another.

The Wind Wolf Tribe, which was a little closer, disappeared completely in the world just after being swept by the hurricane, as if it had never existed.

This is the False God of God Lord Wind Wolf!