The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 1225: Dispatching cavalry on the battlefield, a polemical poem in the snow

Tan Hemu was almost dumbfounded. This kind of injury was nothing to the Demon King, but to be able to injure the Demon King so easily, with power penetrating his body, was something that no great bachelor could do.

"You...what did you do?" Tan Hemu asked.

No matter it is Hanlin War Poetry or a small amount of weak water and strange wind, it will not cause the two demon kings so much pain. These powers are just carriers.

"This war poem can carry the power of literary courage." Fang Yun said.

"That's impossible, unless... your literary courage has reached the second level?" Tan Hemu asked with wide eyes.

Fang Yun nodded.

"Kong Sheng, sir, there is a monster in Shengyuan Continent... Ahem, I made a mistake, I made a mistake." Tan Hemu was extremely embarrassed.

"It doesn't matter, you help me hold Xiong Tang down, and I'll deal with Xiong Jing." Fang Yun said.

"Leave Xiong Tang to me!" Tan Hemu was confident.

Fang Yun nodded, gradually separated from Tan Hemu, then hooked his hand at Xiong Jing, and said with spring thunder: "Blind Xiong, if you are worthy of being the demon king, fight with me alone, don't hide under Xiong Tang's belly. "

"Ouch..." Xiong Jing's eyes instantly turned red, and he went crazy on the spot, trying to kill Fang Yun with all his strength.

Xiong Tang still had some sense, but after thinking about it, he finally killed Tan Hemu regardless of luck, showing his sharp teeth and sneered: "Tan Hemu, I have long heard that the human race has an old bastard like you who is good at guarding. Today I will kill you." You eat them alive and then worry about the fate.”

Soon, the two sides were separated by a row of cages, with one side on the left and the other on the right, without interfering with each other.

Fang Yun successively summoned two thousand cold iron cavalry, including one thousand spear cavalry and one thousand longbow cavalry.

Wherever Fang Yun passed, the ground was covered with silver sand and there was a vast expanse of white snow. The pike cavalry pushed back. The longbow cavalry was between Fang Yun and the pike cavalry, advancing while taking turns to shoot back.

The silver sand kept slowing down Xiong Jing, making it difficult for Xiong Jing to run at full strength. Fang Yun also occasionally used the powerful Hanlin War Poetry to call out the war poetry peak to attack Xiong Jing, causing Xiong Jing to be constantly exposed to strange winds, arrows, and weak water drifts. Snow's attack.

Fang Yun's calculation is very clear in his heart. The Demon King himself has powerful explosive power. The Bear Demon King's holy strike can definitely crush any of Fang Yun's current war poems, even "Ode to the People of Qin" plus "Yumen Pass". Even the poem's defense could not withstand the full blow of the Bear Demon King.

The demon king can destroy the city with one strike, and Fang Yun can barely resist it only by using holy blood and holy pages.

"Ouch..." Xiong Jing became more and more crazy, and his fur was flying all over his body, as if he was in a strong wind.

He saw his front legs stamping hard, his energy and blood erupting, setting off heavy air waves, knocking away all the silver sand, weak water snowflakes and strange wind arrows. Because of this attack, his speed slowed down, and the silver sand was again The front is covered with weak water snowflakes and strange wind arrows falling again.

A steady stream of weak water snowflakes and strange wind arrows consumed Xiong Jing's evil spirit and blood at an extremely fast speed. Xiong Jing's Fiery Demon Sha was originally one foot thick, but not long ago it was only five inches thick, and now, it is only three inches thick!

The speed at which Qi and blood transform into monsters cannot keep up with the consumption speed of fortune.

Fang Yun only needs to expend a little talent, but Wudie is already growing. This level of weak water and strange wind can last for several hours.

After a while, Xiong Jing finally couldn't bear it any longer, opened his big mouth at Fang Yun, let out an earth-shattering roar, and spit out a mouthful of black mist. The black mist formed a giant palm with a radius of three feet, and hit Fang Yun like a hill. .

A thousand spear cavalry all shook together and threw out the cold iron and ice spears in their hands. Thousands of spears flew into the air, defeating Xiong Jing's sorcery.

Tan Hemu, who was not far away, took a look, and then looked at Wudie with envy. The attacks of those spear cavalry could only weaken Xiong Jing's magic. After all, the opponent was the demon king, but with Wudie, the spear contained weak water. Strength, and the bear demon is not good at sorcery, so thousands of spear cavalry naturally have the upper hand.

Fang Yun also glanced at Tan Hemu. Xiong Tang was indeed very strong, but there was nothing he could do against Tan Hemu, so he felt relieved.

The two sides chased and escaped, and hundreds of breaths passed quickly. The evil spirits on Xiong Jing's body had been exhausted by Fang Yunsheng. Only pure blood and the natural protective power of the bear clan were left on the body, allowing the bear's hair to form. Similar to the armor talent 'Hard Armor'.

Tan Hemu looked at Fang Yun and said with a cheerful smile: "What a great Fang Xusheng! You send cavalry on the battlefield and write poems on polemics in the snow. This is the style of a scholar who strategizes. You didn't even say a word and made the new demon king helpless. Completely If you practice with the mighty Demon King, you are really far better than we were back then."

Fang Yun responded with a tongue-lashing: "Grandmaster Tan, you've received the award. That Xiong Tang is really powerful, but you still keep him at a distance and can't do anything to you."

"I only have this ability. When my talent is exhausted...how can you still have talent? Let alone two inches, even if you have four inches of talent, you should have exhausted it by now!" Tan Hemu finally discovered something strange.

"I can recover faster." Fang Yun said with a smile.

"Okay, it's almost time. How about we speed up and escape?" Tan Hemu said.

Fang Yun showed hesitation. If Xiong Jing was in his heyday, he would never be able to kill him. The demon king's vitality was too strong. Even if he used the power of the Dragon Saint Star to transform into a dragon with one sword, Xiong Jing might escape. But now, Xiong Jing has been consumed for too long and has lost its evil spirit. The protection on the surface of its body is extremely weak. Although its attack is strong, it has lost its protective ability.

A chance to kill a demon king!

This is the first time I have the opportunity to kill the Demon King in an official battle!

Fang Yun opened his eyes wide, his eyes flashed coldly, and he secretly transmitted his voice: "Mr. Hemu, help me hold Xiong Tang for a hundred breaths, don't let him make trouble, watch me kill this Xiong Jing!"

"You..." Tan Hemu wanted to persuade him, but before he could finish his words, Fang Yun suddenly finished a poem in one breath, writing the second realm hidden edge poem "Sword Chant", and then opened his mouth and spit out two real dragon ancient swords.

Tan Hemu blinked hard, and even rubbed his eyes with his hands. Even the demon king Xiong Tang instinctively slowed down his pursuit of Tan Hemu and stared at Fang Yun.

"Isn't it my eyes that are blurry..." Tan Hemu and Xiong Tang said the same words in human language and demon language respectively.

At the moment when the real dragon ancient sword flew over, Xiong Jing roared, and saw that the hair on its body grew wildly, and new demons emerged, mixed with blood and qi, interwoven into a set of armor, exuding a black metallic color, one leaf of black armor pressed on another, like fish scales.

Xiong Tang, who was not far away, smiled and said, "Good job, Xiong Jing. I didn't expect you to turn 'hard armor' into a more special talent 'black scales', which even I didn't get. With this armor, the verbal battles of the university scholar can't do anything to you, let alone a mere Hanlin."

While Xiong Tang was speaking, two real dragon ancient swords flew past Xiong Jing. Xiong Jing dodged one sword, but was hit on the shoulder by another sword.

There was a clang of metal collision, the real dragon ancient sword flew past, and half a leaf of scales fell off.

"What a powerful ancient sword!" Xiong Tang and Tan Hemu said the same thing again.

The demon king Xiong Tang was even more surprised, and his eyes were more murderous. He turned around and killed Fang Yun, shouting at the same time: "Xiong Jing, be careful, this human race is very strange, no wonder he is a virtual saint, I'm afraid he has a very powerful power in the Shengyuan Continent. If he has the power of a star, we'd better retreat temporarily."

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