The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 2817 King Qin sweeps Liuhe!

All the ancient demon fighting souls are trembling. At this moment, Fang Yun is like the demon king of the sea of ​​sin, devouring all fighting souls.

The water tribes in Guihai City were ashamed, and then they discovered that in fact, all the fighting spirits were vulnerable to Fang Yun.

Under the shock of Fang Yun's various powers, those emperors were not much stronger than the normal demon kings.

The ancient corpse emperor's strength has not weakened, and he firmly defends Fang Yun.

However, it is not the Ancient Corpse Emperor that causes the Ancient Demon War Spirit the most headache. Although the Ancient Corpse Emperor is strong, there are traces to follow.

Fang Yun's frosty sword light was different. It was already more than ten miles long and fast. It was difficult to detect in the chaotic water. Once noticed, the frosty sword light was in front of him and there was no way to avoid it.

The hall was filled with flowers and three thousand guests were drunk, and fourteen states were frosty with one sword.

No emperor's body can block the frosty sword light.

"Giving Fang Luck", a war poem handed down by a great Confucian, can be called the pinnacle of human war poetry!

So much so that many humans believe that Fang Yun's other poems can surpass Li Wenying, but only Zhan's poems may never be surpassed.

No matter how strong Fang Yun was, all the semi-saint incarnations did not move. Even if they wanted to make a sneak attack, they were stopped by the Lord of Plague.

The fighting goes on and on.

One day, two days, three days...

Both sides were tired of watching, but Fang Yun was always fighting. Except for occasionally squinting and falling into a short sleep, he kept fighting.

At this time, the Shui tribe and the ancient demon realized that Fang Yun's previous battle with the semi-saint incarnation may have lacked talent, but it was definitely not as exaggerated as he showed.

The Plague Lord, who had been silent for three days, finally spoke: "It seems that we have underestimated you. Your previous arrogance and arrogance were just to seduce our semi-holy incarnation, right?"

Fang Yun smiled indifferently, glanced at the crowd, and said: "The law of heaven is with me, and I know it in my heart! I may have various shortcomings, but I will never be proud in this life. Because everyone I meet becomes arrogant , they will eventually be trampled under their feet and trampled into the dirt by enemies who are far inferior to them! Our luck may one day die due to lack of strength, but we will not be defeated due to arrogance!"

The Lord of Plague said: "As expected, you could return to Sinhai City at any time before. In order to act realistically and to seduce us, you deliberately retained only the minimum physical strength, talent or other powers to make you look exhausted. But Now, you can't go back to Sinhai City and work your butt off from beginning to end, without wasting any talent or deliberately creating any flaws, for fear that we might seize the opportunity. I finally understand that your success is not accidental."

There were many emperors or demon kings from both clans who were dissatisfied, but every half-saint incarnation nodded gently.

"I'm just doing what I should do, but it's not good enough. I always learn with humility, so I will definitely be better!" Fang Yun frankly expressed his true thoughts.

At this moment, no one felt that Fang Yun was proud or arrogant.

"I finally understand why Bingman Sheng wanted to kill you at the expense of his own life. Perhaps, he saw your most terrifying side from the information from the demon world. It's so clear to me. If you savor it carefully, there are infinite truths. This way , has surpassed any semi-saint, so you must die! Even if all the saints in the demon world die, even if they don't take any part in Dragon City, they will kill you if you are allowed to grow, you will be a catastrophe to the demon world. ! You are the end of the world!"

"Thank you for the compliment, but my heart has no fluctuations." Fang Yun said expressionlessly.

The Plague Lord took a deep breath and said slowly: "Everyone, launch a general attack. We cannot let him continue."

"good!"

More than ninety semi-saint incarnations were arranged in all directions, standing hundreds of miles away from Fang Yun, launching ultra-long-range attacks.

I saw strange streams of light flying out from all directions, flying towards Fang Yun. After approaching Fang Yun, the streams of light turned into various powers.

There are blood-stained spears, broken bronze giant swords, huge claws, terrifying wolf heads, poisonous fog, lightning nets, hundreds of miles of mountains, and giant fists of thousands of feet...

Even the emperor could not threaten Fang Yun by attacking from such a long distance, but they were semi-saint incarnations.

All attacks contain holy energy and even holy power.

With just this one blow, all the war poem soldiers around Fang Yun will be shattered like ashes. Most of the hundred ancient corpse emperors were killed in an instant. The protective war poems around Fang Yun were shattered one after another. In the end, Fang Yun had to restrain his blood. The world of light turns into the world of family, country, and the world, forming a shrinking transparent shield to protect itself.

The power of the incarnations of the saints was weakened layer by layer, and when it fell on the protective shield of Fang Yun's family, country, and world, there was no ripple at all.

When the Shui tribe in Sinhai City saw this scene, they secretly cheered for Fang Yun.

"Deal with Fang Yun the same way you deal with the azure shield!" The voice of the Plague Lord spread across the battlefield.

The most worrying scene for Fang Yun happened. Under the control of the semi-saint incarnation of the ancient demon, a large number of ancient demon war spirits lost their minds and no longer feared Fang Yun's Star Mountain. They rushed towards Fang Yun in groups. Once About to be killed, immediately self-destruct.

As a result, the place where Fang Yun was located seemed to have turned into a fireworks explosion point, with dense ancient demons exploding there one after another, and the power of many semi-saint incarnations flying past endlessly.

Only an hour later, cracks appeared in Fang Yun's family, country, and world.

In two hours, the protective power of the Sand Boat was severely weakened.

Three hours later, the West Sea Crown's sea control was only less than 20% of its original level.

Four hours later, the Family, Country and the World was slightly damaged, and external forces entered through the damaged parts and fell on Fang Yun. Fortunately, Fang Yun had a battle armor to protect his body, but he was still beaten to vomit blood.

Fang Yun began to pant and his voice was a little hoarse. This was almost impossible to happen to the literary emperor.

The water creatures in the city looked at Fang Yun with dim eyes. There was no doubt that Fang Yun could not hold on for another hour.

Even if there were a hundred ancient corpse emperors, it would be useless.

Suddenly, Fang Yun's Family, Country and the World made a harsh sound, and then a quarter of the shell of the Family, Country and the World collapsed, and the rest of the place was cracked everywhere.

Fang Yun stood in the water, his hair rippled with the sea water, and his torn clothes fluttered, but his face was still firm.

Fang Yun suddenly injected power into the Sand Boat, and layers of translucent sand walls rose into the sky to protect him.

"Be careful, don't let him escape!" The Lord of Plague shouted.

The incarnations of the saints attacked while staring at Fang Yun.

In front of Fang Yun, five pale golden holy pages were lined up in a row, with the inkstone turtle on the side and the ink girl spitting ink. All the power that can enhance the war poems appeared.

Fang Yun was holding the Zixia pen, and on the broken semi-saint literary treasure Zixia pen, stood a small old man, the old pen.

The four wonders of the study room, reappeared in the light of day!

Fang Yun wrote a very ordinary Juren war poem on the first chapter paper, and even every demon barbarian semi-saint present could recite it, "Ode to the Qin People".

The north wind blew through the Qin Dynasty Pass,

The iron armor reflected the snow and the night was even colder.

Swallowing the six kingdoms alive to build achievements,

Lying in the north border to defend the mountains and rivers!

Then, the second poem, the Jinshi war poem "Yumen Pass".

The Yellow River is far away between the white clouds,

There is a lonely city and a thousand-foot mountain,

Why should the Qiang flute blame the willows,

The spring breeze does not pass the Yumen Pass.

The third poem, the Hanlin war poem "Breaking Loulan".

The long clouds of Qinghai darken the snow-capped mountains,

The lonely city looks at the Yumen Pass from afar.

The golden armor is worn through the yellow sand after a hundred battles.

I will never return until Loulan is conquered!

The fourth poem is a war poem by the Grand Secretary, "Ode to Li Guang".

The bright moon in the Qin Dynasty and the pass in the Han Dynasty,

The people who have marched thousands of miles have not returned.

But if the flying general of Longcheng is here,

the Hu horses will not be allowed to cross the Yinshan Mountains.

In front of Fang Yun, there is a fifth blank holy page.

The demon barbarians' holy incarnations immediately remembered that Fang Yun had made four consecutive war poems that shocked the two worlds in the Liangjie Mountain, but it was covered by the power of the "Book of Changes" at that time. Later, they knew the true nature of the four war poems.

Every poem has the Great Wall.

Some semi-saint incarnations smiled indifferently. They all remembered that the four consecutive war poems at that time were very powerful, summoning the famous general Li Guang, surrounded by enemies, and killing many demon kings.

However, the incarnations of the saints did not care. The four consecutive battle poems only defeated the demon king in the past. Even if the five consecutive battle poems were formed now, they could only kill the great demon king. Even if Fang Yun was looked up to by the four wonders of the study, the five consecutive battle poems were strong, and it was already the limit to kill the emperor.

The real decision of this battle was not the great demon king, not the emperor, but nearly a hundred semi-saint incarnations.

The Lord of Plague smiled and said, "When he finishes writing this fifth battle poem, we will go together with the hundred saint incarnations! Although he has the four wonders of the study, he is not a semi-saint after all, and cannot exert his true great power."

All the semi-saint incarnations raised their heads high, and they were sure of victory.

After Fang Yun finished writing the fourth battle poem, he looked up and scanned the saint incarnations with a calm gaze, and then wrote heavily.

The King of Qin swept the world, and he was so majestic!

Swinging the sword to cut through the floating clouds, all the princes came to the west!

This poem only reached the fourth line, and the faces of the few semi-saint incarnations who studied the human race's poetry changed drastically.

The first four lines say that the first emperor of the human race, Ying Zheng, led the Qin army to sweep across the six countries of the Shengyuan Continent, looking at the tiger and the eagle, with a breathtaking spirit, magnificent and majestic!

After defeating the six countries, all the princes and nobles were captured and had to go to Xianyang. At this moment, Qin Shihuang was already the master of the world, holding the sword of the emperor, in charge of the Qin Dynasty's national destiny, and with a casual wave of the sword, he could sweep away the endless clouds in the sky.

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