The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 2063 Battle of Incarnations

A battle beyond the level of the throne unfolds in the sky.

Lang Lu attacked at a speed of twenty chimes. His afterimages were everywhere in the star wall. Neither Fang Yun nor all the great scholars could capture the real location of the incarnation.

A star shadow also appeared after Guan Hai's incarnation, but that star was not a star in the night sky, but a dim sun.

The talent of a semi-saint, evolving into a blazing sun.

Guan Hai's incarnation began to move constantly, and at the same time, war poems flew.

Everyone also discovered that Guan Hai's incarnation had a strange power. Within a mile of his body, there seemed to be a huge spherical space, as if it were an independent world. Whenever Lang Lu approached, the spherical field would inevitably burst out with a powerful force, knocking Lang Lu away.

In the eyes of everyone, Lang Lu's incarnation kept attacking the edge of that strange space. Every attack would inevitably form a strong burst of power, like a small sun radiating dazzling light.

The attack of the Wolf Slaughter incarnation became more and more fierce, and the speed became faster and faster. There was more and more light in the star wall. Soon, at the same time, hundreds of lights of different colors erupted from the edge of the star space, and the star wall instantly became an extremely dazzling shining world.

No one could see the situation inside anymore.

The barbarians launched an unprecedented attack.

Five hundred barbarian kings appeared outside each wall of Ning'an City!

This was an absolute crushing.

Moreover, each barbarian king became particularly powerful under the light of the lonely star and the moon.

Niushan and Langyuan fought fiercely in the sky. The wolf king Langchi did not move, but all the great barbarian kings were dispatched!

There were twenty great barbarian kings outside the three walls of the southeast and west, and there were a full fifty-two great barbarian kings outside the north wall where Fang Yun was!

Each great barbarian king had the ability to destroy the city.

"Forward!"

"Forward!"

The barbarian army shouted loud slogans and began to rush towards Ning'an City in a dense formation.

The archers, machines and magic of the human race and the water race launched attacks as before, but all attacks were intercepted by the magic of hundreds of barbarian kings in front.

Now, Fang Yun's command was ineffective, because there were too many barbarian kings, and the attack of any wall could not break through the sky curtain interwoven by the magic of five hundred barbarian kings.

When the barbarian kings approached, Fang Yun's huge True Dragon Ancient Sword slashed again.

However, a full ten barbarian kings appeared and forced the True Dragon Ancient Sword away.

On the top of the Cloud Tower, many great scholars of the human race attacked the ten barbarian kings, but all the barbarian kings and demon kings from all directions attacked the Cloud Tower, and the brilliance of magic in the sky drowned the great scholars in the Cloud Tower.

The next moment, a series of strange lights were released, and the Wentai, the country and the world, the lip gun and the sword, and the defensive war poems appeared, completely blocking the magic of the barbarian kings.

The great scholars of the human race were about to fight back, and all the barbarian kings or demon kings attacked with all their strength.

Long rivers of blood and qi, blood and qi weapons, and heavenly attacks mixed with holy attacks once again flooded the Cloud Tower.

Ordinary barbarian kings can only use magic to attack far away, but the great demon kings and barbarian kings are different.

Under the absolute numerical advantage, the great scholars of the human race on the Cloud Tower can only passively defend.

Fang Yun had to take back the True Dragon Ancient Sword.

The True Dragon Ancient Sword encountered attacks from multiple great barbarian kings, and its power was greatly consumed. If the battle continued, it would shatter.

Zuo Xiang and his party, who were still standing on the north wall, watched the battle calmly, only occasionally using some war poems, and did not really exert their strength.

Liu Shan stood on the top of the city, his body tall and straight, as if he was the master of Ning'an City.

"Fang Xusheng, what did I say before? At this point, don't you admit that you have made a huge mistake?" Liu Shan asked.

Fang Yun glanced at Liu Shan. Liu Shan was thin and vigorous in those days, and his demeanor was elegant. But now, he is even thinner, with a dark complexion. There seems to be a layer of light black mist in his eyes, which makes him look particularly gloomy at night.

Fang Yun said: "Victory and defeat are common in the military, not to mention that the victory or defeat of this battle is not up to you and me."

Liu Shan said: "This battle is indeed not up to you and me, but I think this city cannot be defended, so it is better to retreat in advance. You insist on your own way and are about to bury millions of good men in Jingguo! Even if you return to the capital alive, I will definitely report you!"

"Oh? According to Prime Minister Liu, if we defend Ning'an, you will resign from your official position and return home?" Fang Yun asked.

Liu Shan's eyes flashed with hesitation, and then he said firmly: "I did not cause any losses to Jingguo, and did not let a large number of soldiers die on the battlefield. What crime have I committed?"

"This saint dares to bear the crime of the death of millions of soldiers and the destruction of the city. Why don't you dare to bear it?" Fang Yun asked.

"Because I did not cause the death of millions of soldiers." Liu Shan said.

"So has this saint caused it now?" Fang Yun asked.

"It will cause it!" Liu Shan said.

"If Ning'an City is saved, what will you do?"

"I should congratulate the whole army for their unity and defending Ning'an." Liu Shan said.

"The left prime minister Liu Gong, who was once powerful in the court, has become an ungrateful wolf today." Fang Yun's tone revealed a hint of regret.

"Fang Xusheng, you are in a high position and have great power. You can't learn from Zhang Poyue to show off your eloquence." Liu Shan said.

"If you don't want to fight, get out of Ning'an City. Don't force me to kill you on the city wall before thousands of enemies!" Fang Yun's eyes were like stars, reflecting the sky.

"Oh? Fang Xusheng, knowing that he is about to lose, is he taking my anger out on me?" Liu Shan was not afraid.

Fang Yun's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

At this moment, the light in the star wall high in the sky suddenly flickered rapidly.

The battlefield flickered, and the demon kings and the great scholars of the human race stopped fighting and looked up at the sky. Only the ordinary demons continued to charge, regardless of anything.

Fang Yun looked up at the star wall. The Guanhai incarnation and the Langlu incarnation had been fighting for less than a quarter of an hour. Logically, there should not be any changes, but now he could vaguely feel that the breath of the Guanhai incarnation was rapidly decreasing.

All the human and aquatic creatures in Ning'an City were originally shrouded by the power of the Guanhai incarnation, and now this power is rapidly fading.

As one grows, the other shrinks, and the power of the barbarians is constantly increasing.

"Niu Shan, come back!" Fang Yun sent a voice message.

Niu Shan immediately flew back to the top of Ning'an City.

When the barbarian king Lang Yuan saw this scene, he smiled contemptuously and did not stop him. He continued to look at the flickering star wall space.

After dozens of breaths, the star wall space returned to normal, and all the light dissipated.

The Guanhai incarnation and the Langlu incarnation were more than ten miles apart.

The Wolf Slaughter incarnation was covered in wounds, which were slowly healing, and its right front paw was holding a beating heart, which it was slowly crushing, and the meat paste slowly fell down.

Opposite the Wolf Slaughter incarnation, the Guanhai incarnation lowered his head slightly, his arms drooped naturally, his hat disappeared, and his snow-white hair blocked his chest.

Tick, tick, tick...

The clothes of the Guanhai incarnation were torn, and there were not many wounds on his body, but the blood could not stop flowing, and finally his feet slowly dripped.

The sound was obviously very small, but everyone heard it clearly.

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