The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 1540 Done in one stroke!

"Okay! I'll start counting, one, two, three!" Fang Yun said, slowing down a bit, and the barbarian king Hu Mu and Lang Shan slowed down accordingly. Soon, the two sides stopped three miles apart.

Fang Yun stood on Pingbu Qingyun, hovering in the air, and said: "Hand over Lu Menhou, you two barbarian kings tie your arms and lead the human army to Lianshan Pass to surrender the city, and I can leave you with a whole body."

Hu Mu and Lang Shan were stunned. They didn't expect Fang Yun to put forward such harsh conditions.

Lu Menhou raised his head and looked at Fang Yun three miles away, and suddenly smiled sadly.

Hu Mu immediately asked: "Lu Menhou, what are you laughing at? Do you find something wrong with Zhang Longxiang's words? Tell me quickly, otherwise I will kill you!"

Lu Menhou was about to speak, but found Fang Yun smiling, and was startled and shut his mouth tightly.

Hu Mu thought for a while and suddenly realized that no matter what Fang Yun's intention was, once Lumen Hou said it out, it would be no different from treason, and Lumen Hou's entire family might be exterminated.

Hu Mu secretly transmitted a message: "You say it in secret. If you say it well, I can let you go."

Lumen Hou's face darkened, and he looked at Fang Yun and said loudly: "Zhujiang Hou, the past right and wrong, like winter goes by and snow melts, the fault is not the warm sun, nor the spring breeze. I am about to die, and I hope Zhujiang Hou will show some mercy and think of the friendship between comrades, and don't kill my entire family."

Fang Yun replied calmly: "When you were in charge of the army, I was in the car; when I took action, you were captured. You and I have never slept and eaten together, never fought together, never advanced and retreated together, how can we be comrades?"

Pao is outer clothing, and Ze is underwear. Because of the "with you the same robe" and "with you the same Ze" in the Book of Songs, it refers to comrades in the army.

Marquis Lumen opened his mouth slightly, looking at the high-spirited Marquis Zhujiang in the distance, with a deep look of disappointment, and lowered his head helplessly.

"Old man, it seems that I have taken the wrong path..." Marquis Lumen murmured, and finally fell silent.

Hu Mu showed a look of realization, and said angrily: "Marquis Zhujiang, it turns out that you don't want to save Marquis Lumen at all! You idiot, do you know how much resistance you will encounter in Chu after Marquis Lumen's death? Do you know how the King of Chu will deal with you?"

Fang Yun smiled slightly and said: "I have Zhucheng in my hands and 300,000 troops in my hands. What can the King of Chu do to me? The King of Chu will at most find other barbarian kings to target me, but other barbarian kings may not be the same as you. Believe in the King of Chu. Hu Mu, don't think that you have learned the strategies of the human race and you are in control of the wisdom. You are stupid!"

Hu Mu was stunned. He didn't expect Fang Yun to guess the key.

After Fang Yun finished speaking, he opened his mouth slightly, and his top-grade literary mind and eloquence were activated, allowing him to recite a war poem in one breath. The poem he recited was the "Sword Song" by the Jinshi Cangfeng.

The hermit rests his head on the sword, and the sound is heard in the night.

People say that the sword turns into a dragon, and there is fear of wind and thunder...

When Fang Yun opened his mouth, Hu Mu couldn't tell whether Fang Yun was talking or reciting a war poem, but at the moment when the poem ended, the vitality was agitated, and a big man holding an iron hammer appeared behind Fang Yun.

The "Sword Song" by Cangfeng officially broke through, and was promoted from the second realm to the third realm to summon the saint, summoning the shadow of the virtual saint Ou Yezi!

A series of peerless swords of the human race, such as Zhanlu, Juque, Shengxie, Yuchang, Chunjun, Longquan, Tai'a and Gongbu, were all forged by Ou Yezi!

Ou Yezi didn't know about mechanisms, but because the weapons he forged were unparalleled in the world, he was regarded as one of the virtual saints by the craftsmen.

Hu Mu was shocked.

At the moment when the poem was finished, a great scholar's precious pen was controlled by the power of the divine pen, and with the ink of the ink girl, it wrote in the air without paper.

Hu Mu didn't care what the other pen wrote, because it would take several breaths for that pen to finish writing the war poem, and he had already escaped far away.

Hu Mu was about to turn around and run away, but he saw a scene that made his hair stand up!

The great scholar's precious pen in the air didn't write in the air at all, but waved it casually in the air, as if it only wrote the word "one", forming a war poem and attracting the vitality of heaven and earth.

Summoning sword poem "Dragon Sword Poem".

The sword is like a double dragon, and the snowflakes shine on the lotus.

The brilliant light shoots the sky and the earth, and the thunder cannot rush...

After the upper-grade pen writes quickly and is promoted to the holy product, the power of the holy product's literary heart is formed, and it is completed in one stroke!

The top-grade eloquent eloquence can complete a poem in one breath, while the holy-grade writing can complete a poem in one step. Both can complete a poem at the same time, one for the third realm hidden edge, and the other for the second realm summoning sword.

Fang Yun opened his mouth slightly, and two real dragon ancient swords, one main and one imitation, flew out, like a whale splitting the four seas and an eagle striking the sky, exuding a strong killing intent, judging the world!

The two flew forward, faster and faster, five rings, six rings, seven rings!

Seven rings do not mean that the power of the real dragon ancient sword exceeds all the university scholars, but it means that the speed is on par with the newly promoted great scholars!

The imitation sword formed by the second realm summoning sword poem originally only had the power of the Hanlin tongue sword. It was originally necessary to wait until the summoning sword poem reached the third realm before the imitation sword could have the power of the university scholar's tongue sword. However, under the influence of the inkstone turtle ink woman great scholar's literary pen and the third realm hidden edge poem, the power of the imitation sword was also urged to the level of the newly promoted great scholar!

The True Dragon Ancient Sword itself was originally at the level of the Grand Scholar of the Realm of Knowledge, but now it has been blessed by various powers and has been raised to the level of the Grand Scholar of the Realm of Knowledge.

After the two True Dragon Ancient Swords reached the seventh level, the sword bodies shook, and the dragon roar suddenly appeared, piercing the clouds and splitting the rocks!

"Ah..."

The ancient sword turned into a dragon!

Two golden dragons as long as 20 feet were seen flying in the sky, like holding the sun, emitting brilliant golden light, and dominating the world!

The instant poetry turned into a poem made Hu Mu's whole body cold. Seeing the two tongue swords transform into dragons at the same time, Hu Mu felt desperate and turned around to run away. From the corner of his eye, he saw Lang Dan was so scared that his hair stood on end. Until now, he still hadn't turned around.

"Run!" Hu Mu shouted and ran away.

Lang Dan realized that he was actually frightened by Fang Yun, so he turned around and ran.

One step, two steps...

Before Lang Dan could take the third step, the giant dragon formed by the imitation sword flew over Lang Dan, opened its mouth and bit him.

Crack...

Lang Dan's two legs and waist continued to run forward. After running a few steps, he fell to the ground diagonally, while his upper body was in the mouth of the golden dragon. As the golden dragon chewed quickly, it turned into meat and bone residue, splashing everywhere and covering the grassland.

"I surrender..." Hu Mu shouted while running, and then threw Lu Menhou to the golden dragon transformed by the ancient sword.

The moment his body left Hu Mu, Lu Menhou secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Without the barbarian king's blood and qi blocking him, he could immediately connect to the Wen Palace. As long as he survived, he would have a chance to blame others for the mistakes of this battle, or even take the credit of this battle for himself...

Before Lu Menhou could finish his thoughts, the huge golden dragon used him as a hidden weapon and casually slapped him with its dragon claws.

The body of the university scholar was no different from a piece of paper in front of a real dragon at the level of the dragon king.

Puff...

Blood and flesh splattered everywhere.

Lu Menhou's death did not cause any trouble to Fang Yun or Hu Mu, and it did not even slow down the sword-transformed real dragon.

Qi Ming's sword-transformed real dragon was far faster than any barbarian king, but Hu Mu suddenly activated the power of the holy phase, awakening the power in the deepest part of his blood, and ran at full speed at the cost of his life.

"As long as I escape the range of his ancient sword, I can survive! I will definitely survive!"

Huh...

The real dragon opened its mouth wide, and dragon flames that could melt the stars spewed out from the air, pouring down like a waterfall.

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