The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 1002 Hanlin’s First Sword!

Looking at his men flying towards the neighboring county, Zhang Poyue took a deep breath and used his greatest strength to split the spring thunder with his tongue. With his ability, the tongue split spring thunder could spread thousands of miles away, but it was suppressed by the chaotic clouds of the holy way and only spread. Fifty miles away.

The scholars next to Zhang Poyue sighed. The Dragon Saint of the West Sea might have thought of this a long time ago.

"From now on, no one is allowed to use the power of the official seal!" Fang Yun spoke with spring thunder.

The officials didn't understand what was going on, but they did as they were told.

On the other hand, Zhang Poyue and several other highly qualified scholars' eyes lit up, seemingly full of expectation.

Before Fang Yun flew to the north city wall, he heard a tongue-splitting spring thunder coming from the south of the city.

"Peng Zhaozhao of Wu State, come to help in the battle!"

Fang Yun turned his head and looked around, and saw Peng Zuzhao, wearing a white plum suit, standing above the white clouds, with two empty sleeves without arms fluttering in the wind.

The chaotic clouds of the Holy Path were suppressing the city of Ning'an in darkness, but Fang Yun, who had bright eyes and night vision, saw Peng Zouzhao's resolute face. His empty sleeves not only did not reduce his arrogance at all, but also gave him an extra limb. A spirit that no healthy person can possess.

Fang Yun couldn't help but remember the situation when he met Peng Zhaozhao in the Heavenly Tree. Peng Zhaoming was very close to the Zong family and got help from the Zongsheng, but in the Heavenly Tree, he wanted Fang Yun to run away first. This time, he was the first one again. People from the Holy Court came to help.

Personal love and righteousness are clearly distinguished in the eyes of the armless Hanlin Peng Zozhao.

Looking at Peng Zou's photo, Fang Yun sighed: "He is truly an outstanding person."

There was only Peng Zouzhao nearby, and a large shadow could be vaguely seen in the far distance. It was a team formed by the people of the Holy Court. The speed was far inferior to Peng Zouzhao, and it would take at least a quarter of an hour to arrive.

However, in half a quarter of an hour at most, the Yaoman Shui Tribe coalition will arrive in Ning'an City!

Fang Yun said with spring thunder in his tongue: "Don't panic, everyone. In a quarter of an hour at most, the students from the Holy Academy will arrive in Ning'an City! As long as we hold on for half a quarter of an hour, victory will belong to us! The human race will win!"

"The human race will win!" Zhang Poyue followed with spring thunder.

Then the same shouts rang out everywhere in Ning'an City.

Seeing that Peng Zouzhao was about to fly closer, suddenly, the holy clouds in the sky exploded everywhere, forming waves of strange power that spread in all directions. Peng Zouzhao seemed to have an invisible giant mountain above his head, pressing down on Peng Zouzhao. Teru's body and Hebu Qingyun slowly forced him to land.

I saw those in the distance who were either walking flatly on the blue clouds or riding in flying boats. Like Peng Zuzhao, they were pushed back to the ground.

"Dragon Saint of the West Sea, this old bastard!" Zhang Poyue's hair and beard were all spread out.

Cai He whispered: "Master Zhang, if you mention Dragon Saint, he will hear it."

"Scold him even if he hears it! Not only must he scold him, but if he sails a dragon patrol boat to the West Sea in the future, he will definitely teach his dragon sons and grandsons a lesson!" Zhang Poyue didn't care.

After landing, Peng Zou used the running poem as he said, and he was seen jumping and gliding on the roof at extremely fast speeds, as if he had the legendary light skill. The short-term explosive power of the fast war poem is very strong, and it quickly approaches Fang Yun.

Ao Huang loosened his claws, and Fang Yun fell on the city wall.

On the city wall of Ning'an City, there are crossbow machines and rolling logs lined up. Rows of soldiers stand on the wall, swords flashing, and everyone is exuding a deep chill.

Beihai Dragon Palace came from the north, so Fang Yun placed all his elite troops on the northern city wall. Whether they were demon iron cavalry, barbarian private soldiers or three thousand government troops, they were all gathered on the wide city wall at this moment.

Fang Yun looked at the waves that were hundreds of miles wide in front of him, his expression was extremely serious, but he showed no cowardice or flinching at all, and his fighting spirit was as strong as fire!

Soon, Peng Zouzhao jumped onto the city wall.

"Brother Peng!"

"Master Peng!"

"Brother Zuzhao!"

All the scholars, including Zhang Poyue, took the initiative to greet Peng Zhaozhao.

The armless Hanlin Peng Zozhao may not be the best scholar in the human race, he may not be the most talented Hanlin, and he may not be the most powerful student of the Holy Academy, but he is the most perseverant! The hardest working one!

Zou Zhao has the talent of a great Confucian.

This was Zong Sheng's evaluation of Peng Zhaozhao many years ago. The human race is tens of billions, and there are only a few hundred great Confucians in existence. This is the limit that normal scholars can reach. As for semi-saints, it is not a category that normal scholars consider at all.

Every scholar knows that becoming a Hanlin scholar is a matter of honoring one's ancestors. Even becoming a Hanlin scholar from a semi-sage family is a great honor. However, Peng Zozhao faced hundreds of times the difficulties of ordinary scholars and not only became a Hanlin scholar, but also became a Hanlin scholar. The first tongue sword, this honor is the best in the world!

Fang Yun cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Brother Peng, for coming to help."

Peng Zuzhao had no arms and could not bow. He just bowed his head slightly in greeting. Then he held his head high and looked at the approaching Yaman Shui Tribe in the distance. He said with spring thunder in his tongue: "Where the great righteousness lies, the world surrenders, Peng Zuzhao." I should do my best. If Fang Xusheng's middle path collapses, the heavens will fall, and the human race will be in danger! If you know that Xusheng is in trouble and don't save him, if you retreat when half the master is in danger, how can you dare to talk about the holy path? ! How worthy of mentioning the human race!"

Peng Zuozhao's voice was sonorous and powerful, like swords clashing, clanking in everyone's ears.

Lei Wu in the sky and the three-headed dragon of Beihai Dragon Palace flew near the northern city wall. When Lei Wu heard this, his face turned red and he did not dare to refute.

Although the two dragon princes were not from the human race, they had grown up reading books about saints and sages, and they both looked ashamed.

Only the Dragon King Ao Guo laughed and said: "The Dragon Saint of the West Sea took action himself. The hundred-mile raging sea is about to break the city. Millions of soldiers will enter the city at any time. I want to see where the people of Ning'an City flee! You just need to hand over Fang Yun, escorted to Beihai Dragon Palace, the siege of Ning'an City will be lifted naturally! Fang Yun, you have ignored hundreds of thousands of people in Ning'an City for your own selfish desires, are you worthy of being called Xusheng? "

Without the power of the holy temple to suppress him, Ao Guo's voice spread throughout the county.

No matter how much the people of Ning'an City admired Fang Yun, after Dragon King Ao Wei finished speaking, there were waves in their hearts.

Suddenly, a thunderous voice sounded: "I, Mr. Geng Ge, the director of the transfer department, for the sake of the people of Ning'an County, I ask you, Fang Xusheng, to plead guilty and save Ning'an County from this disaster! You cannot ruin Ning'an for your own selfish desires. As long as Fang Xusheng is willing to surrender and enter the Beihai Dragon Palace, I am willing to give up my official position and go to the Beihai Dragon Palace together. I hope Fang Xusheng will think twice!"

Many people took a breath of cold air. This Geng Ge is so vicious. He is fighting for his official position and will die with Fang Yun!

Peng Zuzhao suddenly looked at Lu Hanlin in the execution hall and asked: "Peace is at stake, and demonic and barbarian troops are approaching the city. Who is the master of the human race here and now?"

Lu Hanlin immediately said: "Fang Yun and Fang Xusheng are the masters of the human race here."

Peng Zuozhao nodded, then bowed his head slightly to Fang Yun, and said: "Before the foreign enemy arrives, the traitor will speak first. Wait a moment, and Peng will take the traitor's head and kill him."

After saying that, Peng Zou followed the fast war poem and galloped in the direction of Geng Ge, the director of transportation.

Fang Yun was moved by it.

Everyone was extremely horrified. That Geng Ge was not only a Hanlin, but also a veteran Hanlin. He was an important chess piece of Liu Shan, the left prime minister, and even the Zongsheng of the Za family!

Even Zhang Poyue widened his eyes and said: "What an armless Hanlin, what a top swordsman in the Hanlin, more ruthless than me! He is like Li Wenying ten years ago!"

After only a hundred breaths, Peng Zuozhao returned with his sleeves floating and a bloody human head on his sword.

Until this moment, Fang Yun finally understood what the first sword of Hanlin was! .