The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 2944 Fang Yuntian displays his flying sword

Instantly, all the True Dragon Holy Swords speed up!

Silver-white and golden light fill the world, all light is replaced, all darkness is dispelled.

Every demon, from the demon soldiers to the semi-saints, finds that there are only silver-white and golden light around them, and they have lost contact with everyone.

But in the eyes of the human race, the forty-eight True Dragon Holy Swords are like forty-eight divine lights and forty-eight giant dragons, stabbing at the forty-seven semi-saints and the Great Saint Shu Huan at the same time.

"Defend! There is great power in the sword!"

The scream of the Great Saint Shu Huan rang out. As a great saint, he should save the demon soldiers and the semi-saints at this time, but he chose to retreat!

Instantly, forty-eight void cracks formed, and the forty-eight True Dragon Holy Swords, like opening the world, slashed at the demon saints!

Slashed through thousands of mountains and rivers!

Earth-shaking sounds continued to sound, and the mighty holy power erupted outside the Two Realms Mountain. Endless power surged, and dazzling divine light soared into the sky. The endless divine light condensed into balls of light and then exploded.

In front of the Two Realms Mountain, thousands of flowers bloomed.

Everyone instinctively closed their eyes and lowered their heads, but even so, their eyes were stinging.

After a long time, the endless surge of holy power stopped.

The human race looked out.

Between the two cities, countless neat gullies appeared on the ground, as if plowed by the power of heaven and earth.

The hundreds of millions of monsters who were preparing to attack were left with nothing.

The Great Saint Shu Huan had returned to the foot of the Monster City. His right claw had a slight wound and was recovering at a very slow speed.

The forty-seven semi-saints in the sky were all there, and most of them had terrifying cracks on their bodies. One of the semi-saints had two hundred large wounds on his body, and his throbbing internal organs could be seen through the wounds.

Suddenly, five half-saints fell from the sky.

"No..."

Many half-saints cried out in grief, trying to catch the five half-saints.

The five weakest newly promoted half-saints fell!

The great scholars of the human race have already remembered that the True Dragon Holy Sword is very similar to Fang Yun's True Dragon Ancient Sword, but it has become much stronger, and many people have guessed that the young man who turned into ashes is the incarnation of the half-saint.

On the city wall, an injured old Hanlin looked at the chaotic demon saints and murmured: "Fang Yun displayed his flying sword outside the sky, and killed the five saints in the mountains of the two worlds!"

At this time, the sound of the demon world's death knell came from the demon city. It was the sound of the demon half-saint falling.

One, two, three, four, five, six...

The demon saints and the human race were stunned. Can the demon world's will count wrong? Or has one of these half-saints died again?

Everyone hurriedly began to count carefully. There were indeed 42 demon barbarian semi-saints in the sky, and each of them had a breath, so it was impossible for them to die.

"Could it be that the will of the demon world was affected by the demon barbarians, and they couldn't even count simply?" Many human races laughed in their hearts.

The seventh sound sounded!

Just as the human race was puzzled, the faces of the demon barbarian saints changed drastically.

The great saint Shu Huan shouted at the top of his lungs: "Go back to the demon world quickly, Fang Yun has taken action against the demon world, this lunatic! Madman!"

Demon world.

Xianghou tribe.

The tribe covers an area of ​​dozens of miles, with the magnificent Xiangsheng Temple in the middle, surrounded by rough megalithic buildings, and various animal skin tents scattered everywhere, with a total of one million elephants living there.

In a valley not far from the elephant tribe, there were human corpses everywhere.

The elite of the tribe have all gone to Liangjie Mountain, and the remaining 800,000 elephant monsters are gathering in front of the Xiangsheng Temple.

The Elephant King raised his trunk, shook off the blood on his nose, and shouted loudly: "The slaughter order has been issued. The human slaves in the Human Prison Valley have been killed. The saints will join forces to break through the Two Worlds Mountain! We, the great elephants, will rush into the Shengyuan Continent and trample every human into meat paste!"

"Trampling! Trampling!"

All the elephant monsters roared, raised their front hooves high, and then fell heavily.

The square in front of the temple was blessed by the holy power, so even if there were ten times more elephant monsters trampling, there would be no problem.

However, when the front legs of the elephants landed on the ground, the ground within a radius of a thousand miles suddenly sank, and all the elephants fell to the ground.

The area around the temple was better, only dropping a few feet. The further out, the more serious the ground sank, and the farthest place actually dropped hundreds of feet.

The terrain within a radius of a thousand miles turned into an underground mountain.

"An earthquake?"

The elephant monsters were shocked, but the elephant king was like falling into an ice cave, muttering to himself: "Look at the sky."

A rusty True Dragon Holy Sword slowly emerged from a small black hole.

The holy power was so great that the ground sank for thousands of miles!

When the True Dragon Holy Sword was fully exposed, endless power fell.

Like a mountain falling from the sky.

All the elephant monsters were pressed to the ground, starting with the weakest monsters, and large groups of elephant monsters could not withstand the holy power and exploded and died.

From monsters to monster lords, more than 700,000 elephant monsters died!

The monster king and the great monster king were bleeding all over and dying. Only the only elephant monster king left in the tribe was half-kneeling on the ground.

"Ancestor, the tribe is in trouble!"

The elephant monster king let out a sad roar.

Suddenly, the Elephant Holy Temple shook slightly, and a huge elephant tribe semi-saint phantom appeared above the temple, with a majestic face, staring at the True Dragon Holy Sword.

"Fang Yun, you actually attacked someone below the Sainthood, aren't you afraid of the curse of the universe?"

The one who answered the Elephant Clan Half Saint was the True Dragon Holy Sword.

The foot-long True Dragon Holy Sword fell from the sky, piercing through the shadow of the Elephant Clan Half Saint and the Elephant Holy Temple, like a meteorite from outer space, and blasted into the ground.

Endless loud noises exploded underground.

Within a radius of a thousand miles, the ground was undulating like waves, and then, with the Elephant Holy Temple as the center, the entire land suddenly collapsed.

After a few breaths, endless magma pillars shot up into the sky, like a fountain of fire.

Within a radius of a thousand miles, it was completely transformed into a sea of ​​magma, with raging flames and burning the sky.

The monsters were spread all over the seventeen domains of the monster world, and the holy tribes were scattered all over the place. Some ancestral tribes or great saint tribes were even more branched out, making the actual number of holy tribes exceed one thousand.

At this moment, a small black hole appeared in the sky of all the holy tribes in the monster world, and then, the exactly the same True Dragon Holy Sword slowly stretched out.

As soon as the True Dragon Holy Sword came out, the heavy holy power instantly spread over a radius of a thousand miles, the ground sank, and all the monsters below the monster king were directly crushed.

In just a moment, more than three billion monsters died!

Most of the holy tribes have no half-saints. Only a few half-saints remain in the tribes. Some are extremely old, some are injured, and only a few are at their peak.

All the weaker half-saints were killed by Fang Yun with a sword, and perished together with their tribes.

In the demon world, the death knell rang continuously.

The sky was blood red, and the blood rain was like a waterfall.

The sky of the demon world seemed to be torn apart.

Billions of dead souls wailed in the sky.

On the East Moon Tree, the various tribes of demons in charge of managing the demon world looked at the scenes sent by the demon moon from all over the world in disbelief.

No half-saint in the Ten Thousand Worlds can do such a horrible killing. The power of the Great Saint is far stronger than this power, but the power cannot be distributed so accurately in various places. Only the Saint Ancestor has this terrible power of the Holy Way.