The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 2017 Great Wall Observatory

The human scholar looked at Fang Yun with helplessness in his eyes.

Zhang Poyue frowned slightly but did not speak after all.

Liu Hong asked in a low voice: "Fang Xusheng, Nanhai Dragon Palace has completely banned the Xinghuo Huntianjian?"

"Well, it can no longer be used now. I need some time to lift the ban. However, from now on, this Xinghuo Huantian Jian has nothing to do with the South China Sea Dragon Palace." Fang Yun's eyes were like stars in the depth of winter.

Liu Hong nodded.

Zhang He asked in a low voice: "Then can you use the sky observation mirror?"

Fang Yun shook his head and said: "The projection power of the Sky Viewing Mirror is limited. I will not use it unless I am desperate. What's more, since the West Sea Dragon Palace and the South China Sea Dragon Palace have already come, the North Sea Dragon Palace has also been prepared. They should have found it in these days. Method of restraint. They may even be waiting for me to use the sky-viewing mirror to project in the dark."

Everyone continued to move forward.

"Faster!" Zhang Poyue shouted.

Everyone was holding their breath, gritted their teeth, clenched their fists, and ran with all their strength.

The carriages pulling the mechanisms accelerated again.

At this time, Zhao Jingkong opened his eyes, and countless visions appeared in his eyes, and then disappeared immediately.

"Fang Xusheng, you lead the rest of the people to break out, and Zhao will hold them back for a while." Zhao Jingkong said.

Fang Yun shook his head and said: "Thank you, Uncle Zhao, for your kindness. What you have to protect is millions of soldiers. What's more, I still have some spare strength."

Zhao Jingkong looked at Fang Yun and said nothing. The other bachelors sighed softly.

Behind them, there were nearly fifty large barbarian kings and one barbarian king.

A figure came from behind.

"You can't escape!"

Everyone turned around and saw that the entire barbarian army had stopped. The barbarian emperor Lang Yuan was holding a half-man-high black iron furnace in his hands. The fire was not strong, and only a little bit came out of the furnace mouth. The ground below Lang Yuan was slowly melting. .

The chill of "Bai Xuege Farewell to the Barbarian Emperor" was completely dispelled.

Then, Lang Yuan was seen throwing the Burning Sky Furnace violently, and then bowed his head slightly to salute.

boom!

The Burning Sky Furnace grew in size in the wind, and suddenly expanded to a height of a hundred feet, like a volcanic crater. A large area of ​​furnace fire was seen shooting straight into the sky, swelling into a huge fire umbrella at a very high place, and then falling like rain.

A drop of fire rain was no bigger than a peanut, but the moment it hit the ground, it immediately turned into a sea of ​​fire.

Hundred-foot-high flames burned ragingly, turning the earth into scorched earth and distorting the sky.

In an instant, three hundred miles turned into a sea of ​​fire. The front and left and right sides of the human race were blocked by flames, as if they were in a mountain of flames.

Only the rear has no flames.

There are one hundred thousand barbarians.

Zhang Poyue stepped forward and turned to face Yaoman.

"Veterans on the three sides, Fang Xusheng has rescued us. Then, with the blood of the barbarians, we will turn our backs on Fang Xusheng and send him back south!"

Zhang Poyue stood on the clouds with his head held high, like a mountain standing in the sea of ​​fire, fearless.

A literary platform rose from behind Zhang Poyue. Above the square platform, there was a Great Wall. It was only about ten feet long, but to the eyes, it seemed to stretch for hundreds of thousands of miles, endless.

The Great Wall Observatory is the strongest defensive Observatory for military strategists.

In order to resist the barbarians, Zhang Poyue gave up all his hobbies and devoted all his strength to defending his family and country.

Seeing the Great Wall Observatory, Zhang Poyue's old subordinates felt uncomfortable. Their temperament and holy way should reflect each other.

Like Yi Zhishi, he almost gave up everything for the holy way. Even the war poems and poems that scholars mainly focus on were considered trivial by him. He devoted himself to studying the classics of the saints. Coupled with his extraordinary talent, the road to the holy way was far smoother than others.

Zhang Poyue, on the other hand, is obviously a man with no taboos. He likes to do whatever he wants. For the sake of the holy principles, he should build a powerful literary platform. But for the sake of the country, his subordinates, and the soldiers, he chose the opposite path to Yi Zhishi.

Zhang Poyue abandoned the holy way.

Build the Great Wall and protect your colleagues!

Amidst the clash of armor and weapons, countless soldiers turned around.

Their faces showed determination and fearlessness.

In the fierce flames, he faced the barbarians and turned his back to Ning'an.

"Fang Xusheng, please return south and leave these barbarians to us." Liu Hongfei flew to Zhang Poyue's side.

"The powerful institutions in the city are all on the carriages. We can hold on for a long time!" Zhang He's tone was full of confidence, and he saw a workshop platform emerging behind him.

Thin white lines flew out from the workshop desk, connecting every mechanism in the army.

Thousands of organs are like arms and fingers.

The flame still burns, as if it will never go out.

Water can overcome fire, but there is not a drop of water within a thousand miles.

Fang Yun lowered his eyes, seemingly desperate.

"Hahaha... Fang Yun, if you tie your arms and kneel down to beg for mercy, I can let the rest of the human race go!" Lang Yuan's voice came out from afar.

One hundred thousand barbarians, speeding forward.

A completely unequal war is about to break out.

Ao Xuan proudly looked at the human race in the flames with a vicious look on her face.

Fang Yun opened his eyes and looked at the barbarians.

"The whole army is listening to the order and preparing to go to Ning'an at full speed."

After Fang Yun finished speaking, the pen, ink, paper and inkstone in front of him flew out of the swallowing sea shell again.

"this……"

Everyone looked at Fang Yun in disbelief. It seemed that Fang Yun wanted to compose poems to stop the barbarians.

Enemy-blocking poems are different from other war poems. The biggest function of blocking-enemy poems is to block the enemy. Even if other forces are added, it will be difficult to exert its due power. The advantage is that as long as the poems are good and talented, they can form a strong blocking force.

However, the power of the enemy-stopping poem itself is extremely weak, and it can only play a real role after gaining the power to turn the imaginary into reality.

This also means that few people have practiced enemy-destroying poems to a very high level. Only the author's own creation can exert its greatest power, and the previous poem "Song of White Snow to Send the Barbarian Emperor" will be useless even if it is used now.

The holy page spread out in front of Fang Yun, and another drop of holy blood flew out.

The sickly fog butterfly flew out.

After Fang Yun's death, a total of six cultural platforms emerged, including the Wanmin Observatory, the Zhenlong Observatory, the Xuehai Observatory, the Poison Observatory, the Suppression Observatory and the Xuemang Observatory.

Six observatories are arranged in a row high in the sky, suppressing the heaven and earth like six giant mountains.

The eyes of millions of human beings were filled with unbelievable surprise, and the higher the rank, the more surprised they were.

The great scholar Zhao Jingkong's eyes widened and he stared at each platform carefully, feeling the different powers of the six platforms.

The ordinary barbarians on the opposite side did not know the strength of Wen Tai, but those barbarians with extremely high demon status were all frightened, and murderous intent increased in their eyes.

"We must kill him! If he is allowed to be canonized, our barbarian tribe will never have peace!" Lang Yuan made up his mind.

Ao Xuan looked at Fang Yun in shock and fear, thinking that she was lucky not to be stupid enough to attack Fang Yun. Once her realm was weakened by Wenxing Dragon Lord to the Dragon King, even if she had the body of the Great Dragon King, she might not be able to defeat Fang Yun in the six literary stages. benefit in front of you.

Suddenly, strong winds swept through, and the powerful flames emitted from the Burning Heaven Furnace were blown erratically. At this moment, they looked like candles that could be extinguished at any time.

A hundred-foot-long green dragon head appeared behind Fang Yun.

Dragon Saint Star Position, the power of East China Sea Dragon Saint Ao Yu appears.

All the barbarians were trembling, and Ao Xuan lowered her head humbly.

The dragon head obviously didn't move, but everyone felt that he had scanned the whole place and mastered all the secrets in the world.

"Pretend to be a ghost and attack!"

Langyuan raised the golden ax high and issued the final order.

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