The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 2013: Equally matched

From the sky, the three battle forts stood in a row on the vast land, as if they were the dividing line between the grassland and the scorched earth.

A million-strong human army was rushing to the south.

All the important things of the human army were pulled away by carts and horses, and all the soldiers ran with dry food and weapons on their backs, with a speed almost equivalent to that of ordinary human sprinting.

Under the power of "Man Jiang Hong", even the bodies of ordinary soldiers were equivalent to those of demon soldiers.

On the east and west sides of the three battle forts, two barbarian armies with a total number of more than 10 million rushed towards the human race, like two sharp blades piercing straight at them.

On the three battle forts, Qing Yi stood alone.

Three miles north of the three battle forts, the barbarian king Langyuan and the great barbarian king Niushan continued to fight fiercely.

In the camp to the north, the barbarian army was divided into two, bypassing the three battle forts from both sides, and it was unknown whether they wanted to surround Fang Yun or follow the two armies in the east and west.

In the two armies that bypassed the three battle fortresses, there were four great barbarian kings and more than fifty barbarian kings, and countless other generals.

Niu Shan roared: "Your Majesty the Moon Emperor, Quan Xi will support you in the rear, you leave first."

Fang Yun said with a spring thunder: "No hurry. Now the human race has gone far, you can try a stronger force."

Lang Yuan's face suddenly changed, and he saw a giant bull horn as high as a thousand feet appeared behind Niu Shan. The spirals on the bull horn were like a mountain road, and there were densely packed cattle creatures living on it.

Saint Strike!

Niu Shan raised his right hand without hesitation. It was just a punch to hit Lang Yuan, but it was like dragging a piece of blue sky to Lang Yuan.

The holy bull horn and the dragon-shaped holy power were all integrated into this punch. Before it hit Lang Yuan, it exploded violently within a hundred feet. At the center of the explosion, a huge bull fist, burning with the fire of blood, rushed towards Lang Yuan.

Lang Yuan roared, and a huge wolf head appeared behind him. He also used the power of the Holy Image and punched out with a golden fierce flame.

Boom!

The two fists collided, forming a small ball of light filled with gold and blood. After a moment, the ball of light instantly expanded to a thousand feet in size, submerging the two people and exploding with endless blood and energy.

The terrifying ring-shaped force swept across dozens of miles, and the three battle forts were cut across by a giant sword. The entire upper part was blown away by the powerful force, most of which turned into dust and scattered, and a small part was like rocks thrown by a catapult, flying in the southeast and west directions.

The human race walked away, and dense rocks bombarded the barbarian brigade, and each stone was comparable to the full-strength attack of the demon lord.

Fang Yun stepped on the flat and clear sky, standing high in the sky, his green clothes were torn everywhere, but his body was not hurt at all.

All the barbarians on both sides and in the north, who were within 20 miles, died.

In a few breaths, millions of barbarians were dead on the spot.

This is why the various tribes forbid the great scholars, great demon kings or emperors to attack ordinary soldiers in large-scale wars. Whether it is a demon king or a great scholar, their power can only act on a very small area at most, killing and injuring a hundred feet radius. However, in a higher-level battle, let alone taking the initiative, even the aftermath is more lethal than a great scholar or a demon king.

Even if hundreds of millions of ordinary barbarians gather together, the great scholars can kill them all in a very short time.

After the two sides have been fighting for a long time, it is normal for Niu Shan to suddenly attack, and it is not against the rules. If you want to blame someone, blame the barbarians for being too careless.

"You are a great virtual saint, you use such despicable means to kill my barbarians, don't blame me for using the same means to kill millions of your human race!" Lang Yuan was extremely angry.

Fang Yun asked Niu Shan: "How is it?"

Niu Shan thought for a moment and replied: "This Dragon Power Battle Body is really powerful. Lang Yuan can't do anything to me, but I can't do anything to him either. His methods are very clever, and I have learned some."

Niu Shan's voice is honest, just like in the past. If you only listen to his voice, you would never think that he is now a powerful barbarian king.

"Well, come back, I know what I am doing." Fang Yun said.

Niu Shan returned quickly, but Lang Yuan was angered by Fang Yun's tone. The meaning of Fang Yun's words was very clear. He no longer regarded the dignified Wolf Barbarian King as a threat.

"Fang Yun, this emperor will hang your corpse on the flag, use your head as a wine pot, and attack all the way to the capital of Jingguo to destroy your entire clan!" Lang Yuan roared wildly, his eyes bloodshot.

"You dare!" Niu Shan glared at Lang Yuan, and the blood in his body surged in the Dragon Power Battle Body, and turned into a red blood dragon, coiling around Niu Shan, making Niu Shan like an evil god, dominating the world.

Fang Yun's expression did not change at all, he was still very calm, and said calmly: "I went north and met His Majesty the Barbarian King. Now I have to return, I am reluctant to leave, so I leave a poem for you."

Fang Yun picked up the pen and shot the holy blood into the holy page. Then, the mist butterfly flew around Fang Yun, gradually getting bigger, especially the two snowflake wings, which were beautiful. Niu Shan's eyes were full of amazement, while Lang Yuan on the opposite side stared at the mist butterfly with a vigilant look in his eyes.

Lang Yuan was about to rush forward, but instinctively felt a familiar terror coming. He wanted to retreat, but the self-esteem of the king of a clan prevented him from taking a step.

After the mist butterfly circled Fang Yun, the temperature in Wanli dropped sharply, as if winter was coming.

Whether it was the human race or the barbarian race, whether it was the boy or the Barbarian King, they all instinctively shrank.

Then, a frost giant ape appeared behind Fang Yun.

The Frost Giant Ape seemed to be the incarnation of this world, the master of this world, suppressing all the monsters.

The power of the Monster Ancestor Star Position was revealed.

After experiencing the baptism of the various palaces, the power of the Monster Ancestor Star Position was further enhanced. As soon as it appeared, the temperature between heaven and earth dropped again.

The golden blood and demonic spirits of Lang Yuan were burning, and his back was slightly arched, like a fierce wolf that had encountered a strong enemy.

"Go."

Fang Yun gave an order, and Wudie actually flapped his wings excitedly and swallowed the shadow of the demon ancestor behind Fang Yun in one gulp.

Langyuan was so scared that he took a step back, and the demon barbarians who saw this scene from a distance were almost shocked.

The demon barbarians all knew the legend of the demon ancestor. Although he had broken with the current demon world, he was also a great figure who stood at the top of the world. Even if Fang Yun only borrowed his power, he could not be desecrated.

Wudie was powerful, but at least the sainted Wudie could achieve this level. How did he do it now?

All the barbarians had an ominous premonition in their hearts.

Even Yangui showed a look of horror, and then nodded vigorously, as if to say, awesome!

After Wudie swallowed the shadow of the demon ancestor, it landed on the holy page and froze a corner of the holy page, like a signature.

Fang Yun picked up the pen to write.

The north wind blows the white grass to the ground, and snow falls in the Hu sky in August.

Suddenly, as if overnight, spring breeze comes, and thousands of pear trees bloom.

Scattered into the pearl curtains and wet silk curtains, the fox fur is not warm and the brocade quilt is thin.

The barbarians cannot control the horn bows, and the wolf soldiers are cold and hard to wear iron armor.

The vast sea is covered with hundreds of feet of ice, and the gloomy clouds are condensed for thousands of miles.

The central army sets up wine to entertain the returning guests, with Huqin, Pipa and Qiang flute.

The evening snow falls on the gate, and the wind blows the red flags, which are frozen but cannot be turned.

I sent you off at the south gate of the battle fort, and the Tianshan Road was covered with snow when you left.

You can't be seen on the winding road, and only the horse's footprints are left on the snow.

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