The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 2069 Beat your legs and take off your boots!

The Barbarian King and the Demon King burned for up to three breaths before turning into ashes, while the Great Demon King and the Great Barbarian King struggled and rolled in pain in the fire, letting out pitiful screams.

In the sky filled with light from the wolf arrows, there was another figure running away quickly.

The emperor of the wolf tribe was galloping with a shrunken Burning Sky Furnace suspended above his head. He looked back at Ning'an from time to time during his escape.

There was not much hatred in its eyes, as if all the demonic and barbaric death lights had nothing to do with it, it was just staring at Fang Yun, with murderous intent looming.

In the distant hinterland of the barbarians, the holy sword dropped from the sky and flew upside down. When it passed over Ning'an City, it killed the incarnation of Wolf Slaughter with one sword, and then disappeared.

Ouch...

The roar of the semi-holy wolf spread across hundreds of thousands of miles and lingered for a long time.

The wolf arrows flew thousands of miles before dissipating, and the barbarian army just north of Ning'an City, except for Langchi, was all dead!

The most powerful over forty barbarian kings, the most elite three hundred thousand wolf holy army and tens of millions of barbarians were all dead.

Many looked the other way.

The barbarians in the three directions of east, west and south had only retreated, but now, they were all in retreat.

The eyes of all the barbarians, barbarian soldiers and barbarian generals were burned into black holes, and they were running around like headless flies.

At first, the kings protected the ordinary demon barbarians and fled, but after seeing that the army in the north was completely destroyed, they abandoned more than 30 million ordinary demon barbarians and fled to the north as quickly as possible.

The human race looked at the fleeing barbarians, and raging flames suddenly burst out in their hearts.

"All troops, pursue!"

Fang Yun's voice echoed in Ning'an City.

The entire human and water tribe troops were stunned for a moment. They couldn't believe it because they never dreamed of hearing such an order. But in the next moment, fanaticism appeared on the faces of the entire army.

"Kill..."

The whole army roared.

All the masters of engineering and academics took action one after another, and saw a series of solid inclined ladders appearing on the city wall and falling outside the city wall. Because there were too many ladders, they were arranged closely, like a wide slope.

The human race and the aquatic race rushed down the large slope like a tide, launching an unprecedented pursuit.

Ao Huang shouted excitedly: "Children, all come to the Raging Wave Battle Platform!"

The raging wave battle platforms carry humans and water tribes and rush towards the densest barbarian army.

Even if the main force died in battle, the number of barbarians now far exceeds that of humans. However, with the death of Lang Yuan and the incarnation of Wolf Slaughter, and the escape of the demon and barbarian kings, more than 30 million barbarians have completely lost their fighting spirit.

They were frightened by the arrow just now.

If the Wolf Avatar was still there, the human race would never be able to catch up with the barbarians. But now that the Wolf Avatar has died, the power that had been given to the barbarian army dissipated, and the demonic blood flag did not exist at all during the rout. However, the human race was all " With the blessing of "Manjianghong" and other powers, some great military strategists also used a series of military tactics such as "Thunder, Resolute and Fengxing" to make humans run with lightning speed, completely surpassing ordinary demon generals.

With the support of the fast-moving war poems, the Jinshi Hanlin were faster than the demon commanders. Only the barbarians were getting further and further away from the human pursuit team, until the academicians started to pursue them.

The barbarians fled in all directions, and the human pursuit teams also blossomed everywhere.

The barbarians who lost their fighting spirit and demonic blood flag were reduced to powerful beasts, worthy only of being the prey of humans, not worthy of being their opponents.

At first, the great scholar of the human race was on full alert, worried about the arrival of the Wolf Slaughter body, but soon understood that after shooting wolf arrows and annihilating the barbarian army in the north, the Wolf Slaughter had lost its reason for coming.

The so-called three barbarians were originally the whetstones left by Kong Sheng to the human race. Both sides had always abided by some rules. Without the support of the barbarian army, Langlu could not attack the city even if he had powerful treasures.

Except for a few great scholars who flew out of Ning'an to take care of the human army, most of the great scholars landed on the north city wall.

"Congratulations to Fang Xusheng, you can kill the monster with one arrow!"

"This word has a great spirit, calling out the king's sword and the heaven and earth to open up!"

"Looking northwest, shooting at the wolf. Only Fang Xusheng and Zhang Longxiang can write such a heroic poem in the world."

"Yeah, without Zhang Longxiang's experience, Fang Xusheng probably wouldn't have been able to come up with the phrase 'I'm talking about being a teenager'. The meaning of this sentence is really wild and wild, and the youthful spirit is like a cloud blocking the sun!"

"Look northwest, shoot at the wolf, alas... I feel fascinated when I think about it, and it is even more thrilling when I see it. From now on, when the demons hear this word, they will look at the wind and run away."

"Fang Xusheng borrowed half a day of writings from Confucian scholars to write this poem when he was a bachelor. That means that this is another dual-literary poem. It can be used by both bachelors and Confucian scholars. If used by different literary positions, the power will be different. This Whether this poem is the most popular poem among Confucian scholars or not is not discussed for now, but it is definitely the most popular poem among great scholars.”

"Fang Xusheng's poem was in the second realm as soon as it was written. It is close to the writing of a literary giant. If it reaches the third realm, I don't know how powerful it will be."

"Fellow scholars, please stop talking now. Mr. Liu can't get in the conversation and is in a hurry. Please give him a few words." Zhang Poyue, who was not far away, came towards Fang Yun.

Everyone was stunned and looked at Liu Shan with extremely strange eyes.

Previously, Liu Shan swore to the saints that as long as Fang Yun eliminated the hundreds of millions of monsters outside the city, Liu Shan would beat his legs and take off his boots for Fang Yun, like a slave.

Liu Shan stood there blankly, his eyes blank at first. It took him a few breaths to react, and he slowly turned his head to look at Zhang Poyue.

Liu Shan's eyes were extremely cold, and he seemed to have a grudge against Zhang Poyue to destroy his family, and he wished he could kill him now.

Zhang Poyue laughed happily and kept staring at Liu Shan, laughing all the time.

The leftist party members stood behind Liu Shan and said nothing because no one knew what to say now.

The autumn wind whistled over the walls of Ning'an City, and everyone's clothes rustled. Apart from that, there was no other sound.

Liu Shan no longer looked at Zhang Poyue, nor did he dare to look at Fang Yun. He just looked at the open space without saying a word.

At this moment, Ao Huang in the distance was returning, and at the same time he shouted: "Wait for me! Fortunately, the King of Dongting Jiao reminded me, otherwise I would have almost forgotten the important matter of killing the demons! Liu Shan, don't hit me yet, wait until I get there and record it with the Xulou Pearl, and then go to Kongcheng to show it and sell it for money!"

Everyone present rolled their eyes. Liu Shan was a great scholar and the left prime minister of a country. It didn't matter if he lost face once, but once it was recorded by the Xulou Pearl, he might lose face hundreds of times a day, at least for thousands of years.

Some scholars could even imagine that if Ao Huang really went to Kongcheng to show it, it would surely become a famous reserved attraction in Kongcheng.

Liu Shan glanced at Ao Huang with shame and annoyance, walked quickly to Fang Yun, hesitated for a moment, half-knelt down, knees not touching the ground, and then gently beat Fang Yun's right leg, from thigh to calf, and finally gritted his teeth, slowly took off Fang Yun's boots, and stood up quickly.

"Why are you like this?" Ao Huang shouted angrily from a distance.

"Forgive others when you can," Fang Yun preached to Ao Huang seriously, then turned to look at Liu Shan and said, "Who told you to take off my boots at this time? Put them on!"

Liu Shan's face turned purple.

Zhang Poyue laughed out loud, and Niu Shan was originally drowsy and seemed to be awake, but now he woke up completely with laughter.

Ao Huang was immediately elated and flew faster.

Liu Shan glanced at Ao Huang, hesitated for a breath, gritted his teeth again, half-knelt on the ground, lowered his head, and put on Fang Yun's shoes.

Everyone present saw this scene and sighed. Once this matter was spread, the consequences would be extremely serious.

Liu Shan's literary reputation collapsed.

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