The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

The sound of Fang Yun's verbal battle with Chun Lei was like a gust of wind sweeping across the land, and tens of thousands of demons changed color, and then the demons were in an uproar.

"This human race is too rampant! Kill him!"

"The next batch? What do you think of us demons?"

"Kill him together!"

"Stupid, can't you see that he is Fang Yun?" A saint couldn't help but curse.

As soon as the word "Fang Yun" came out, the whole place was silent.

Fang Yun is a genius in the human race, but in the demon world, he is almost equivalent to a demon king!

A mere Jinshi entered the Great Confucian Hunting List!

One person contributed a lot of war poems to the human race!

He is a poet!

He bet with the saints when he was a juren!

It has been less than a few months, and the saints have been forced to tear their faces apart. They would rather be attacked by the power of the two worlds than to use the Moon Tree God Punishment!

Because the demons took the initiative to tear up the gambling agreement, the demon king will lose his life, and everyone in the demon world knows that the demon king did obtain the ancient cicada tribe's talent "escape from the shell", but there is only one chance, which means Fang Yun killed the demon king once without moving a single soldier, which even the human half-saint can't do!

Although the demons and barbarians hate the human race, they both respect Confucius. Now many demons and barbarians have to admit that Fang Yun is a respectable human.

Especially in the relatively rational barbarian tribes, the same view has been circulating recently: Fang Yun is still honorable even if he dies.

In some barbarian tribes, Fang Yun has become the human demon king that adults use to scare children.

Fang Yun stopped crying.

"No... It can't be him?" The voice of a timid rat demon commander trembled, and he was actually ready to run away.

"Of course it's Fang Yun! Let's kill him together! We must not let him get away!"

"I don't know what despicable means he used to kill Shi Wang. My Lion Clan will never forgive him!"

"Don't move, I want to meet Fang Yun!" A holy son tiger demon general roared, and the striped mist burned around his body. This is the demon of the tiger clan.

When the demons saw Hu Si coming out, they all shut up.

Hu Si himself is not talented, but he keeps practicing step by step. Now his strength is equal to Xiong Han, second only to the dead Shi Wang.

"I don't care what means you use to kill Shi Wang, but in the sky tree, I will win!" Hu Si ran with big strides, and the striped mist around his body turned into a gust of wind and swirled around him, forming a powerful demon that can attack and defend at the same time.

The demon was extremely powerful, leaving a deep gully on the road behind him.

As Hu Si ran towards Fang Yun, many demons were surprised to find that the place where the five hundred wolf demons died was covered with sky leaves, with more than a thousand pieces.

Fang Yun casually took the Tianye into the Wen Palace.

The human race who was rushing here was also greatly surprised.

Fang Yun did not explain and waited for Hu Si to come.

Hu Si roared: "Fang Yun, if you are a real human race, fight me one-on-one, don't use these war poems and creatures!"

Some demons couldn't help laughing. It seems that the scene just now was too much of a blow to Hu Si. A single demon is good at hand-to-hand combat, and magic is just auxiliary. But in front of a scholar like Fang Yun, they will be completely overwhelmed by the human sea tactics.

"Well, I will only use ordinary war poems and verbal battles." Fang Yun said.

"Okay! I don't use magic!" Hu Si's eyes lit up and he was eager to fight.

Fang Yun closed his eyes slightly and said: "I have a new hidden poem. Since Brother Hu is so warlike, I will give it to you, maybe you can go down in history."

No one noticed that Fang Yun's eyes flashed with a faint helplessness.

The human race and the demons were puzzled. They all knew about the hidden sword poem, but what did the hidden sword poem have to do with Hu Si's fame in history?

Kong Dexi from the human race rolled his eyes, as if he thought of something, and looked at Fang Yun with joy.

Fang Yun half squatted down, used his hand as a pen, and concentrated his talent on his nails as the tip of the pen, and began to write on the huge leaves of the tree of heaven.

"The hermit pillows the sword, and there is a sound in the night.

People say that the sword turns into a dragon, and there is fear of wind and thunder..."

Fang Yun's calligraphy has entered the second realm, and the wonderful pen is blooming. Where the words appear, the flowers bloom, and at the same time, the pen contains the sound of the first realm, and everyone can hear it.

The Jinshi of the human race nodded gently, as if he saw a hermit pillowing the sword, and heard the sword suddenly make a sound at night, and remembered that someone said that the sword can turn into a dragon, and even cause a storm and thunder, and a great phenomenon.

"Otherwise, I will be angry with the mad enemy and want to go on a journey.

Take the wine and pour it on the sword. The treasure should be hidden..."

The hermit thought that even if the sword could not cause strange phenomena, he should be passionate about going on a journey to kill the enemy because of his hatred for the enemy. The hermit hurriedly got up and took the wine, poured it on the ground to worship the sword, and thought that the real treasure should be hidden like the hermit, and not be too ostentatious.

"Is there no one who knows you? From time to time, you will come to do it.

There is enough space in the box, why are you complaining?"

When Fang Yun finished writing the last four sentences, the people of the ethnic group suddenly realized.

"So that's how it is. In the end, the hermit said to the sword: 'How come no one in this world knows that you are a treasure? When the time is right, you will naturally be able to kill the enemy. The sword box is much larger than the sword, and there is still room. Why does it make an unfair sword sound?' In this poem, Fang Yun compares himself to a hermit and his talent to a sword."

"Alas... He is worthy of being Fang Zhenguo. Even though he is facing the punishment of the Moon Tree God, even though he knows that he is suppressed now, he still has hope in his heart and still believes that he can kill the enemy like a sword. It is reasonable that there is some resentment in the poem."

"This poem... contains the majesty of transforming into a dragon and thunder, the tragedy of generosity for the country, and the resentment of Fang Yun who is unable to display his talents because of his impending death. The rich emotions are vividly displayed before our eyes, and the power must be extraordinary!"

"Why are you complaining? Because the world is unfair! The whole world should cry out for Fang Yun!" A Jinshi roared angrily.

"How could Fang Yun be so talented that he could only live in a sword box! Who knew about Fang Yun! Who knew!"

"Look, it turns out to be a Zangfeng poem handed down from generation to generation!"

"This treasure light is a bit big..."

Fang Yun used a giant leaf twenty miles long as paper to compose a poem, and saw layers of precious light covering the entire leaf twenty miles long.

The three-layered treasure light of the original treasure light, the first treasure light and the handed down treasure light covered everyone's heads like a huge canopy.

Everyone present and the demon barbarians were dumbfounded. Everyone had seen the Zhanshici Baoguang, but such a big Baoguang was unprecedented.

Kong Desxi rolled his eyes and said: "We have also written war poems on huge leaves, but they have never triggered Baoguang. This Fang Yun is almost like his hometown. Going to Tianshu to write a poem can trigger such a big surprise. Xiang, is he the real son of Tianshu?"

"The human race finally has a Zangfeng war poem that has been passed down from generation to generation! There was no Zangfeng poem that was handed down from generation to generation before. Only a few people could write Zangfeng poems to strengthen their verbal and verbal swordsmanship for themselves or others. But it is different now. This poem is as powerful as summoning a sword. poetry!"

"I will leave Tianshu tomorrow and return to Shengyuan Continent. I must learn this Zangfeng poem!"

Then, the huge war poem Baoguang condensed into a ball of light and flew into Fang Yun's eyebrows.

The power of the famous poet Lu You's "Sword Song" entered the Wen Palace with the light ball and was attached to Wen Gu.

Hu Si was originally running very fast, but he slowed down one mile away from Fang Yun.

The tiger heir, the holy son of the tiger tribe, lost his kingly aura and said with shame: "Fang Yun, let's discuss it. You don't need to argue, I only use half of my energy and blood. How about we have a good discussion and don't cheat?"

A group of human beings were laughed at by the Holy Son of the Tiger Clan, and many demons and barbarians also laughed and mocked the Tiger Clan.

It's just that Xiong Han and other monsters have ugly faces. Fang Yun is almost invincible in his class with his original Zangfeng poem. Now Fang Yun has integrated all the grief and anger in his heart into this war poem. The effect of Zangfeng can be imagined.

Fang Yun's mind was already in tune with this poem, and he didn't hear Hu Si's words at all. Instead, he looked at the precious light in the sky, with a touch of sadness and anger in his eyes.

I'm afraid I won't have a chance to draw the sword.

"There is room in the box, Hu Weiming is not righteous?" Fang Yun suddenly opened his mouth and said, each word in his voice was louder than the last word, especially the last three words "Unjust", which actually made Fang Yun's tongue thunder, shaking the earth and the earth.

It seems that the whole world is asking the same question. There is still room in the sword box, why are you still complaining!

The fourth level of precious light appeared on the huge leaves.

The precious light of the soul of poetry!

"Sword Song" is in the second realm!

When Fang Yun repeated the last sentence of "Sword Song", the ancient true dragon sword flew out of the air.

When the Poetic Soul Treasure Light was formed, there was a layer of wind and a layer of thunder and lightning on the True Dragon Ancient Sword. As said in the poem, the sword transformed into a True Dragon and attracted wind and thunder.

"No..." Hu Si felt a powerful force of heaven and earth coming from the True Dragon Ancient Sword. He was as small as an ant in front of an elephant. He had no resistance at all and could only scream instinctively.

"puff……"

But in the blink of an eye, the True Dragon Ancient Sword pierced Hu Si's forehead, flew out from behind, and stabbed him completely.

The wound was scorched black and burned by wind and thunder.

"How could he be so strong..." Hu Si closed his eyes and died.

The power of ordinary Zangfeng Shi will dissipate immediately after the Ancient Sword of Talents hits an enemy.

Many human race scholars and tens of thousands of monsters looked at the ancient dragon sword that continued to fly forward. They thought that the two powers of wind and thunder above would dissipate, but something incredible happened, and the power above did not weaken!

All the monsters were feeling cold all over their bodies.

The power of the Zangfeng Poetry lies in the power of the first blow, which is extremely terrifying. However, Fang Yun's handed down Zangfeng Poetry takes the power of the Zangfeng Poetry to a higher level, allowing that terrifying power to always exist.

As Fang Yun walked towards the direction of the demonic beasts, he opened his mouth and recited the sword-calling poem "Dragon Sword Poetry".

"The sword and the dragon, the snowflakes shine on the hibiscus..."

Immediately, a true dragon ancient sword that was also entangled with the dual power of wind and thunder appeared in front of Fang Yun, and together they flew towards Yaoman.

Two swords with hidden edge!

"All demon brothers, come together! Even one person with a magic spell can drown him!"

"Kill! Attack verbally and verbally first!"

But before the demon barbarian attacked, a book of war flew out in front of Fang Yun.

The power of "concealing the sky and crossing the sea" fell on the first real dragon ancient sword, and the monsters suddenly lost their attack target.

The power of "Secretly Crossing Chencang" entered the second ancient dragon sword, and the second ancient dragon sword suddenly disappeared, and then appeared in the group of demons and barbarians.

The demon exploded.

"Run!" The rat tribe, deer tribe, rabbit tribe and other races turned around and ran away.

However, less than three thousand escaped, and the remaining eight thousand demon barbarians still stood firm.