The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 2008 Three Battle Fortresses

Chapter 2008 Meeting Zhang Poyue Again

Fang Yun stepped forward and slowly came to the top of the city.

Looking around, the sky is clear, blue and transparent, but under the beautiful blue sky, it is a completely intolerable world.

Under the blue sky, the earth is cracked, scorched and black, with no grass growing.

The barbarians fought against the Broken Water Tribe and used the Burning Sky Furnace to burn Wanli, forcing the Shui Tribe to retreat across the board.

On the scorched earth, barbarian camps were arranged closely, looking like flat bricks from a distance.

Five miles away, on the flagpole of the barbarian camp, a middle-aged man in tattered clothes and dirty clothes was tied up. The man had his head tilted, and there were wounds everywhere on his body. Many of the wounds were suppurating, and there were even maggots crawling around. .

This man had his eyes closed, his breath was weak, and he might die at any time.

This man's beard had not been trimmed for an unknown period of time, and it actually hung down to his chest.

"General Zhang, what's the scenery like in August in the north?" Fang Yun's voice of spring thunder exploded in the sky.

This is what Fang Yun once said to Zhang Poyue in a biography.

Zhang Poyue on the flagpole slowly raised his head and opened his eyes. His eyes were originally dim, but like the dawn sky, they gradually became brighter.

Zhang Poyue's eyes reflected the clear sky and he grinned.

All the teeth are present, but there is no tongue.

Zhang Poyue seemed unaware and slowly spoke eight words, but no one could hear them clearly.

Fang Yun can read lips.

"The sky is clear and the earth is vast, and the green grass is like a mat."

A sad and angry eagle cry sounded in the sky, and the eagle demon Hou Yingcang kept circling in the sky.

The scholars behind Fang Yun were silent when they saw this scene.

"If you die in northern Xinjiang, I will let hundreds of millions of barbarians bury you!" Fang Yun stared at Zhang Poyue's eyes and said.

"It's worth it!" Zhang Poyue smiled broadly.

At this moment, a sound of thunder sounded from the barbarian camp and spread for hundreds of miles.

"I have admired the name of Sage Fangxu for a long time, and now that I have seen him, he is even more famous."

Fang Yun looked up and saw a barbarian with the head of a wolf and the body of a wolf, speaking in human language with a clear accent.

This wolf is exceptionally tall, and the wolf fur all over its body is like gold, shining under the sun, like the favored son of heaven and the center of the world.

Fang Yun recognized this wolf.

The leader of the Barbarian Wolf Clan, the king of the main tribe, the leader of the Golden Barbarians, and the "ruler of heaven and earth" of the Grass Barbarians.

Legend has it that when it was born, there was a grassland full of stars in its eyes.

Last year, it was promoted to demon rank, second only to Demon Saint Wolf Slaughter.

The golden wolf barbarian emperor, Wolf Yuan.

The average Barbarian King of the wolf clan can be up to two feet tall, but the Barbarian Emperor Wolf was originally three feet tall. He was clearly smiling, but he exuded endless ferocious power, shining as brightly as the sun.

Countless barbarians knelt down to Langyuan.

Some ordinary soldiers trembled slightly.

"The name of the Barbarian Emperor is like thunder in my ears. There is just one thing that Fang doesn't understand. This small three-company battle fortress does not seem worthy of being personally conquered." Fang Yun spoke with spring thunder.

At this moment, Fang Yun did not have any external force, but everyone felt that as long as Fang Yun stood here, the three-company battle fort would never fall.

Even though there is a powerful Barbarian Emperor standing opposite.

Lang Yuan grinned, held a golden giant ax, and moved forward slowly.

The giant ax landed on the ground and was dragged forward by Lang Yuan, plowing deep ravines on the ground. The earth and rocks rolled up, making a slight sound.

"Of course I'm here for you!" Lang Yuan's eyes flashed with blazing fire, and he grinned, his upper and lower teeth interlaced, and golden flames suddenly appeared all over his body.

The golden wolf is savage, its energy and blood are like gold.

Many human soldiers instinctively took half a step back, and their weapons fell to the ground.

"Oh? Then please give me some advice from the Barbarian Emperor." Fang Yun was not afraid, his green clothes swayed around him.

"His Royal Highness the Barbarian Emperor is so majestic! With the throne, even the most despicable demon barbarian cannot do such a thing!" Liu Hong's voice echoed in the sky.

The wolf stopped in place, the fierceness on his face slowly dissipated, and the protruding wolf's mouth slowly closed, covering up the sharp teeth.

"I have forgotten that you are only a bachelor. I cannot fight with you alone. But..." Lang Yuan glanced at the people at the top of the city and said, "When the Third Company Battle Fort is broken, I will definitely capture you with my own hands, and then in front of you." In the face of all the saints, I will crush your head like a watermelon and then chop it into meat paste! Hahahaha..."

Langyuan looked up to the sky and laughed, and a biting chill passed through the Third Company Battle Fort.

"The Demon King can't kill me, let alone you, you are so arrogant! If you want to attack the city, stop talking nonsense. If you don't take action, go back to your tent and hide in your tent. Don't imitate the barking dogs of the Qing Dynasty." Fang Yun said.

In the barbarian camp, there were roars and clear eyes turned blood red.

A huge demonic barbarian military flag one mile long condensed high in the sky, branching out with countless bloody threads, connecting each barbarian.

Lang Yuan showed a cold smile and said: "Fang Xusheng has been traveling for days and must be exhausted. How could I, the Emperor, take advantage of this? By the way, I heard that you and Zhang Poyue are old friends for many years?"

Fang Yun didn't answer. He was dressed in green clothes and stood at the top of the black stone city, looking at the golden barbarian emperor in the distance.

"Zhang Poyue can be regarded as a good man from the human race. Unfortunately, he is stubborn and stubborn. He knows he will be defeated and refuses to surrender. Even if he is caught, he still keeps cursing and makes us irritated. So, he had his tongue chopped off. Since you and him He is a good friend. For your sake, I will help him. The wound on his left leg has become festering and maggot-ridden. He is in terrible pain and must be treated. "

After saying that, Lang Yuan suddenly threw the golden ax, and saw the ax fly close to Zhang Poyue, circle around Zhang Poyue, and then fly back to Lang Yuan's hand.

Zhang Poyue's left leg suddenly fell down, and blood spattered from the wound.

Zhang Poyue gritted his teeth, his face twisted, a heavy sound came out of his nose, his head was against the flagpole, and his body was shaking violently, as if he was electrocuted.

At this moment, his talent was sealed, and he was just an ordinary person who was a little stronger.

Everyone on the top of the city gnashed their teeth, but they could do nothing.

Liu Hong whispered: "Fang Xusheng, Langyuan seems to have received instructions from the rebels. This is disturbing your mind and forcing you to go out of the city to rescue. Don't fall into the trap."

Fang Yun looked at Zhang Poyue and said, "Is 10 million barbarians enough?"

Zhang Poyue suddenly laughed at Fang Yun and nodded vigorously. Because he lost his tongue, his voice was particularly strange, but many people knew what he was going to say.

Enough!

"General Zhang seems to be in pain, so I'll help him again!"

After saying this, Langyuan threw the giant axe again and cut off Zhang Poyue's right leg.

Zhang Poyue screamed and then laughed wildly.

"Twenty million." Fang Yun said calmly.

Seeing Fang Yun so calm, Lang Yuan threw the axe again.

"I'll give you 20 million!"

Amid Lang Yuan's roar, Zhang Poyue's arms broke at the shoulders and fell to the ground.

Fang Yun said nothing, but the blue sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, thunder roared, and lightning flashed, but the next moment, a red light flew out from the barbarian tent, dispersing the dark clouds and leaving flames all over the sky, so that the dark clouds could not condense again.

"Hahahaha...Fang Xusheng, how is it? How is this human stick?"

Fang Yun said calmly: "Chopping off his head is called a human stick. You can't even make a human stick. No wonder the demon world calls you useless dogs."

"How dare you!" Lang Yuan was about to throw the golden axe again but stopped immediately and shouted, "You want to trick me into killing Zhang Poyue and make him suffer a short pain instead of a long one? Stupid! Come on, sprinkle some salt on Zhang Poyue's wounds, don't let him die! Zhang Poyue likes to scold me, so let him watch me kill Fang Yun!"

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