The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 1038 The Third Valley

"I heard that Fang Yun is very brave in literature, so be careful." Gui Ao said.

"Don't worry. I know that his literary courage has reached the second level. If it takes a few decades, I will not dare to fight him, but now, he is not afraid."

Gui Ao nodded and suddenly said: "Speaking of which, Lord Min Le also entered the Three Valleys Ancient Land, but failed to kill Fang Yun. It's a bit strange."

"Maybe those bachelors have some special way to block Lord Ming Le's Ming Qi sound."

During the conversation, the body of the giant lizard demon commander disappeared, and the second bear demon commander Xiong Shi entered the battlefield.

Fang Yun and Xiong Shi looked at each other.

Xiong Shi looked at Fang Yun's extremely calm eyes, and suddenly his whole body became hairy. He had a feeling that in Fang Yun's eyes, he was already a corpse.

Thinking of the scene just now, Xiong Shi was even more frightened even if he had the blood of the ancestral gods. It was not unusual for Fang Yun to defeat the demon race in front of him, but it was terrible to win so lightly.

However, as a high-ranking person in the demon clan, as a demon commander with the blood of the ancestor god, even if he is not a direct descendant of the ancestor god, he still has the supreme honor.

"Ouch..." Xiong Shi yelled, and the blood and evil energy all over his body condensed into hard armor, like a giant war bear running towards Fang Yun.

Fang Yun Gujing remained calm, his demeanor did not change at all, and he did not even use other war poems. He still only wrote "Sword Song".

Xiong Shi looked at Fang Yun, and his heart became even colder, because he discovered that Fang Yun not only had a hidden murderous intention, but also had extremely strong self-confidence.

Gui Ao outside the field gritted his teeth and said: "No, he must be killed! You may not have noticed that every time he writes "Song of the Sword", his confidence becomes stronger; every time he kills a monster, his confidence also becomes stronger . In the end, even if he is not as strong as us, he still has a chance to win, because the weather is set!"

"Great atmosphere? He can actually develop the great atmosphere that only a holy person can have?"

"No, he is not yet a big star, he is just accumulating a strong momentum. The most terrifying thing is not killing a few of them. The most terrifying thing is that once he wins nine games in a row, his confidence, will and momentum will be even higher. He will also be a huge threat to other demon clans in the future. As long as he continues to win and face the demon clan in an undefeated manner, he will always have an advantage. The myth of invincibility.”

"Look, it's a fight..."

The ancient dragon sword came out and cut through the sky, with more power than when it killed the giant lizard monster commander!

"The demon clan is undefeated!" Xiong Shi roared, going all out.

Fang Yun's eyes were cold.

The first sword cut off the bear's left leg.

The second sword cut Xiong Shi in half.

With the third sword, Xiong Shi's head flew up.

"Next!" Fang Yun's voice was still so steady.

The third demon commander Ying Lu stood in the bloody halo, his legs trembling slightly.

A bloody halo flashed, and the eagle appeared on the scene. It cried, immediately flew high, and then kept hovering at an altitude of two hundred feet.

Fang Yun waited patiently.

A hundred breaths have passed, five hundred breaths have passed, a quarter of an hour has passed...

Fang Yun looked up at Yinglu and said with spring thunder, "Come down and I'll give you a good time."

"I am a demon clan, how can I listen to you! Aren't you powerful with your words and swords? Are you able to attack me from two hundred feet away? Even if you can attack me, I want to see how much power you have left."

The three-headed demon lord outside the court felt very embarrassed, but he couldn't blame Ying Lu. Fang Yun was definitely invincible under the demon lord Hanlin.

"As you wish!" Fang Yun wrote "Sword Song" for the sixth time, and spoke the True Dragon Ancient Sword for the sixth time.

The ancient sword flies into the sky, and the eagle demon cries.

Four breaths later, eagle feathers fell like rain from the sky, and the huge eagle demon's body fell from the sky with a thud and was smashed into a pulp.

The gate of the Third Valley opened with a bang, and Fang Yun said as he walked: "Next!"

The three-headed demon princes were dumbfounded, because they suddenly felt that Fang Yun seemed to have achieved success, and his figure became extremely majestic, as if he was carrying mountains on his shoulders and rivers on his back. He was literally incarnate in the world.

magnificent!

"It's broken!" The three-headed demon lord was shocked. It was not that Fang Yun truly became invincible, but that Fang Yun left an indelible mark of invincibility in their hearts!

The three demons are timid before they fight.

"what to do?"

The three demons looked at each other.

"He is only vaguely majestic and definitely not complete. Otherwise, just by seeing him, we will be suppressed by the majestic power and lose all courage. We will not even have the courage to fight him, so we can only commit suicide. Don't Anxious, we can definitely defeat him!”

"Yes, we are Demon Lords, equivalent to the human Hanlin. He is just a Jinshi. No matter how strong he is, his chances of winning are not good!"

"His True Dragon Ancient Sword is indeed powerful, and the demon generals and handsome men are invincible, but we are demon lords! Mingqi has the ability to break the courage, and the two of us have the power of the heaven. Don't say that we are hit by the power of the heaven. As long as the True Dragon Ancient Sword is within one foot of the Celestial Power, it will definitely be broken! What's more, my Celestial Power comes from the habitat of the Dragon Turtle Clan, Leng Yuanhai, which was one of the Dragon Emperor's palaces back then. The Four Seas where the Four Seas Dragon Clan is now is much more important!”

"My celestial power is from the Wolf Clan's Holy Mountain, which has given birth to countless wolf saints. It is by no means comparable to ordinary celestial power."

"Ancestral blessings!" Gui Ao shouted.

"Ancestral blessing!" Ming Qi and Lang Chi shouted, as if they had dispelled the influence of Fang Yun on them.

Demon Lord Mingqi raised his bird head proudly and said: "I, the Mingqi clan, cherish feathers and have been laughed at by all the demon clan. Since Fang Yun escaped from the battlefield canyon, Master Mingle will definitely bear the criticism. Today's battle, I’ll clear the way for you two!”

"Could it be that you..." Gui Ao and Lang Chi were both happy and surprised.

"Yes, I sacrificed everything and launched a fatal blow to increase the power of Ming Qi Mi Sheng to the strongest level! Even if I can't kill him, I can still severely damage his literary courage. If there is a problem with his literary courage, not only will his words and words be weakened, , the power of war poetry is less than half."

"When you... return to the demon world, I will call on all demon clans to erect monuments for you and send you to the sacred trees for enshrinement!"

"Thank you. Let's go!" Mingqi Yaohou said.

Not long after, the three demons entered the third valley.

Fang Yun was looking at the third valley. The first two valleys were just training grounds for demon generals and commanders. Very few big shots came to the site in person, so the stands were relatively rough and ordinary.

But this third valley is a battlefield at the demon lord level. On the top of the mountain directly opposite the gate of the third valley, there is a giant circular grandstand with a few gorgeous chairs vaguely visible.

There is the main stand.

For ordinary demon lords of ancient demons, it would be an extremely honorable thing to encounter someone in the main stand during a battle.

You have to be at least a semi-saint to sit in it and watch!

Fang Yun looked at the main stand. It was obviously dozens of miles away and had been abandoned for who knows how many thousands of years. It was even empty, but it exuded a kind of supreme majesty, as if an emperor was sitting on it. The world.

Fang Yun realized that there must be many ancient demons and half-saints watching the battle. Even if there was a great sage, it would not be surprising. Moreover, if the time is added up, it is probably no less than ten years, which is enough for the owner to watch the holy will in the stand. Last forever.

If a semi-saint can come in, he can turn the main stand into a treasure that is far stronger than the Confucian Wenbao with a little sacrifice. If the main stand is built with a powerful divine object, it may even be made into a treasure equivalent to a semi-holy treasure.

After Fang Yun entered, he followed the rules of the ancient demon and saluted to the owner of the stadium in the ancient demon way, showing his respect for the owner of this training ground. He also vaguely realized that this training ground was definitely an affiliate of an arena, and that The arena is definitely not ordinary either.

When the three-headed demon lord came in, Fang Yun entered the white circle of light without saying a word.

The three demon princes looked at each other and walked firmly into the other three bloody circles.

With a flash of light, Fang Yun saw that he had entered the inner field, Ming Qi was standing ten miles away, and behind Ming Qi was the gate of the Third Valley.

Fang Yun looked up and found that the circular main stand was above, blocking the starry sky.

The three-headed demon lords felt strange when they saw this scene.

Gui Ao outside the stadium said: "The main stand faces south. Every time there is a battle in the Third Valley, it is different from the first two valleys. The people participating in the battle will be divided into east and west. No one in the Third Valley has ever stood north or south."

Langchi said: "Maybe it was an accident."

There is a subtle change in Fang Yun's expression, because there is a saying that the third valley is divided into north and south or east and west.

Those lined up east and west are ordinary battles, while those lined up north and south, under the main stand, are fighting at home!

Sangu battlefield regards Fang Yun as one of its own.

This may seem like a small difference, but actually it hides a mystery, because the demon lord on the opposite side is facing the main stand!

Even if the Holy One does not come to the main stand, it still contains powerful Holy Will and has an impact on itself. If a Semi-Saint comes in person, you can imagine how much pressure it will put on the people opposite.

Then, Fang Yun looked at Demon Lord Mingqi. He was able to temporarily suppress Demon King Mingle's Mingqi sound in the battlefield canyon because he could use the Holy Page to turn the imaginary into reality, but now there is no Holy Page.

However, the demon king is a demon king, and the demon lord is a demon lord.

Demon Lord Mingqi flapped his wings and hovered in mid-air, with a vicious light flashing in his eyes, and said: "You are worthy of being the Void Sage of the human race, the ancestor of poetry. Winning six games in a row easily shows that you still have some energy left. Unfortunately, I heard that you Wen Dan's growth is different from that of ordinary people, which is a major problem for our Mingqi clan! Today, I will use the secret treasure "Blood Flute" that I have never used before to take your life! I am Mingqi, sacrifice everything, and sing a song! The sound of music is amazing!”

The moment Mingqi Demon Lord finished speaking, a blood-stained flute emerged from its throat, and then it cried out in agony, absorbing the power of the sacrifice, and emitted the only and strongest song of the Mingqi clan. The attack method is Mingqi Mi Sheng.

The piercing strange scream sounded, like a sharp knife cutting through the glass, like a baby crying, like a magic sound penetrating the brain.

Ming Qi Yaohou's life was rapidly draining away, but a smile appeared on his face, wanting to see Fang Yun in pain.

However, Fang Yun remained motionless, as if he couldn't hear Ming Qi Mi's voice.

Mingqi Yaohou opened his eyes wide, as if he wanted to ask something.

Fang Yun smiled, but his eyes were even colder, and he said slowly: "In order to let you die with peace of mind, I will tell you a secret. My literary courage has already reached the second realm. Your magical voice is very important to me. useless!"

How can I feel at ease when the strange and mysterious sound suddenly stops?

Mingqi Yaohou burst out with intense hatred.

"you……"

After an instant, the power of life sacrifice exploded completely, and Mingqi Yaohou's body turned into dust.