The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 2249 Hanging Silk

"Nothing..."

A strange sound came from the blue mountain, and then a silver light flashed in it, and three more silver tentacles swayed out. Each tentacle was covered with dense blood-colored suckers, and the sharp teeth on the suckers kept stretching and retracting, as if chewing and biting.

Finally, a huge sucker with a diameter of more than ten feet came out of the mountain. The circular sucker was located at the junction of the four tentacles. The teeth inside were arranged in a ring, with a total of seven layers, constantly wriggling and biting, extremely ferocious.

The broken tentacles grew out quickly, and four arms that could hold ten people together were like four giant dragons, rolling or slapping, or pulling or poking, all attacking Fang Yun.

At the same time, a breath full of extreme evil instantly enveloped the area within a hundred miles.

Yun Yangzhao, a great scholar from the fourth realm, showed a look of fear on his face, with a black mist looming in his eyes. He instinctively retreated to escape. After three breaths, he suddenly stopped, with a look of fear in his eyes.

He gritted his teeth, but his body was still shaking. Then he took out a copy of "Mencius", his major, with all his strength, and read it slowly and softly word by word.

As he continued to recite, the shaking amplitude of his body gradually decreased.

The invisible murderous intent was always there. Yun Yangzhao did not dare to stop. While reciting, he looked at Fang Yun in front of him.

Yun Yangzhao was stunned for a moment, almost forgetting that he had to read the scriptures to fight against it, and then hurriedly continued to recite, while continuing to look at Fang Yun in surprise.

Fang Yun seemed to be unaffected by the murderous intent at all, and stood there naturally.

Yun Yangzhao suddenly looked ashamed, and finally remembered what Yi Zhishi said before. It seems that Fang Yun has indeed achieved success in studying classics, not just a small success, but a great success. In this regard, the other great scholars have fallen far behind.

Looking at Fang Yun's tall and majestic but obviously young figure, Yun Yangzhao sighed softly, and then showed a look of relief.

"The world of the human race has finally been supported by a young man who reached out his hand!"

Yun Yangzhao continued to watch the battle.

At first, the teeth were just testing, and soon, the four tentacles began to accelerate, waving faster and faster, and soon broke through the sound barrier. Every time they waved, they would make a harsh sound, especially at the tip of the tentacles. The sound formed has become a powerful attack force.

Yun Yangzhao only felt that Fang Yun had been shrouded by the phantoms of tentacles all over the sky, like a sapling in a storm, swaying and unstable, and could be destroyed at any time.

Yun Yangzhao only looked at it for a while, and then he felt slightly dizzy and horrified. He didn't expect the tentacles of this beast to be so fierce. He was clearly a great scholar in the fourth realm, but he couldn't see the moving trajectory of the tentacles clearly.

Yun Yangzhao made a little calculation and found that not only the fourth realm, but even the fifth realm great scholars could hardly catch this terrifying attack speed. Only the level of literary masters could see this terrible attack clearly.

Fang Yun has not released his family, country and world until now. In addition to using the three emperor skeletons to attack, he used conventional war poems and lip-sharp swords to attack.

Yun Yangzhao was very surprised. It was not surprising that the three emperor skeletons blocked a tentacle each, but Fang Yun's war poems and lip-sharp swords could actually catch the trajectory of the tentacles. A single True Dragon Ancient Sword could easily block the attack of a tentacle. Occasionally, some war poems would even fly to the vital points of the minions, around the largest suction cup.

Now, among the huge tentacles flying all over the sky, Fang Yun actually gave people a feeling of being as stable as Mount Tai.

"Fang Xu Sheng Guo is not an ordinary person..."

Yun Yangzhao sighed softly, and then suddenly exclaimed, realizing that he had not recited "Mencius", and the evil intention was still there, but he was no longer affected.

Yun Yangzhao took a closer look and saw that Fang Yun had just released the power of the country and the world. A power full of decay and decay spread between heaven and earth, and the evil intention was like withered leaves, withering and dissipating.

"This is the mysterious power of the holy way that he used in the battle before..." Yun Yangzhao's eyes lit up.

The moment Fang Yun released the country and the world, his originally calm eyes suddenly changed and became extremely focused.

Just now, he was completely observing the strength of this idiot and preparing for other evil creatures in the future. Now that he has figured it out, he is ready to kill it!

The idiot has four tentacles and sharp sucker teeth, but there is an ancient monster that can restrain it to a certain extent.

The history of the historian appeared in front of him, and Fang Yun recited softly.

"Chuisi, born in the ancient sand plain, has no leaves or branches, with roots as feet, walks three feet a day, enters the river for a thousand years, grows thousands of vines and leaves, and turns into a monster..."

Then the Shidao Stone Gate appeared behind Fang Yun, and inside the Shidao Stone Gate, the mighty river of history flowed.

A white giant tree as high as a hundred feet jumped out of the long river of history and appeared beside Fang Yun. This giant tree also has trunks and branches, but the difference is that this giant tree does not grow leaves, but instead has vines with extremely smooth surfaces, as many as 30,000.

Each vine emits a faint light, and each vine has patterns of different colors, with a weird style, which is far beyond the weird painting schools of the future.

The ancient monster of the third realm, Chuisi.

Yun Yangzhao was stunned. He never thought that Fang Yun could cultivate the history book to this level. This is a realm that only scholars who specialize in historians can reach. Moreover, no one in the history of the human race has ever been able to summon an ancient monster from the long river of history, not even the saints!

The long vines swayed gently, and suddenly shot towards the huge suction cup of the tusks like a sharp arrow, making a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

The tusks screamed, and suddenly closed the big suction cup, and then used four tentacles to resist.

The tens of thousands of densely packed vines were all blocked by the four tentacles, but the next moment, the four tentacles suddenly grew larger.

Because thousands of vines actually drilled into the tentacles along the suction cups, constantly expanding the tentacles.

The teeth of the tusks were very sharp, but the surface of all the vines of the hanging silk was full of mucus, which made the teeth of the tusks unable to close smoothly. In addition, the hanging silk contained the holy energy and Fang Yun's decaying power, so the tusks could not bite off all the vines. In the time it took its suction cup to bite off one vine, two vines drilled in.

Moreover, each bitten vine would grow rapidly.

After a few breaths, both Fang Yun and Yun Yangzhao saw that the hanging silk could not kill the tusks at all, but could only restrict its movements. If the stalemate continued, the three-level hanging silk would inevitably be defeated by the tusks.

But there was still Fang Yun.

Under the cover of the hanging silk vines, the True Dragon Ancient Sword silently hit the huge suction cup of the tusk, strangled the seven layers of teeth all the way, penetrated it, left the terrible withered power, and quickly turned back.

The seven-pattern True Dragon Ancient Sword is indestructible!

"Empty... empty... empty..."

The tusk kept screaming in pain, but it couldn't get rid of the hanging silk in a short time. After being pierced by the True Dragon Ancient Sword ten times, the power of withered power appeared.

The realm of the tusk fell directly from the emperor to the fifth realm.

The tusk suddenly retreated desperately and wanted to escape, but its tentacles were already entangled by the hanging silk.

After only three breaths, the True Dragon Ancient Sword killed it with one sword.

Fang Yun's mountain island once again reached the blue mountain peak, continuing to devour the blue mountain and the tusk at the same time.

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