The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

When all the Jinshi heard this, they were speechless. Counting all the Jinshi in the world, only Fang Yun dared to speak like this.

Whether it is Chunyang Xinglin or Jujing Quanxiang, when dealing with other monsters and barbarians, their power level is barely equivalent to an excellent Hanlin war poem, but to the clone of the Plague Lord, it is equivalent to a great scholar's action!

With the combined power of Wu Miao's "Medical Book" and the medical power formed by two great Confucians, the plague clone has no ability to fight back and can only self-destruct and die together.

However, Ji Shouyu suddenly said: "Fang Xusheng, be careful! The Lord of Plague has countless clones, he died too simply."

Fang Yun frowned slightly and said, "The power just now is not enough to kill his clone?"

"Absolutely enough. After all, his clone has just been conceived and is extremely fragile. What makes him powerful is the power of the plague, not the body that was formed less than three days ago. His plague clone must have been killed by you, after all, the Five Wonderful Medical Books are too powerful. It can be seen that the power of the final self-destruction is definitely the plague clone. If it were not for the empty ship, we would all die! However, it is known for its cunning, so it must have a back-up plan."

Fang Yun nodded, his eyes flashing, as if he had figured something out.

"You must not be careless. I...can't help anymore. I just vaguely feel that the crisis has not disappeared, and I don't know where the crisis is. The power of the Lord of Plague has suppressed my talent." Ji Shouyu was very helpless. He and the others Just like Jinshi, his skin all turned green and his body developed severe lesions. He could only wait for the end of the spring hunting to find the saints for rescue.

"I can't help anymore." Zhang Zilong said softly. The light of his medical book was extremely dim, far inferior to Fang Yun.

Fang Yun said: "I just made a medical book, so I am not very capable and cannot save you. But... those monsters and barbarians were left to me."

"But, what should you do if the Lord of Plague has a backup plan and there are other clones lurking in that team of tens of thousands of monsters and barbarians?"

"Then put in more effort."

Fang Yun looked determined, and after finishing speaking, he walked towards Yaoman.

More than three hundred Jinshi were sitting or lying on the ground, looking at Fang Yun's back.

"I always feel bad." One person whispered.

"Crow's Mouth! Don't forget that the hunting ground is heavily guarded. It's rare for the Lord of Plague to give birth to one clone. How can he give birth to multiple clones?"

"I hope I'm overthinking it."

"Zilong, your medical sage family has the deepest understanding of the Lord of Plague. What is your opinion?"

Zhang Zilong said with a bitter face: "The Plague Lord's Plague Power, Illusion Power and Holy Body are all extremely powerful. Among them, the Plague Power is the strongest. The ancestor Zhang Sheng Zhongjing suppressed his Plague Power and naturally gained the upper hand. But His illusory power and holy body are also very strong, so the ancestors cannot kill him. I agree with Brother Shouyu that he must have hidden power elsewhere."

"Where could he be lurking?"

"I don't know that." Zhang Zilong shook his head slightly.

"I hope Saint Fang Xu is safe. I believe he can kill tens of thousands of monsters. After all, he killed more in the Sky Tree. But if the Lord of Plague still has a backup plan, the situation is not optimistic. I really want to help him, but …There’s absolutely nothing we can do.”

"Fortunately, we have the Dakong Tower Ship, the Chunyang Apricot Grove and the Jujing Spring Fragrance. Otherwise, we would have died long ago."

"Half the mountain was destroyed by the bombing. I'm lucky to have survived. Now I have to leave it to fate."

More than three hundred Jinshi stopped talking and looked at Fang Yun silently.

Fang Yun walked forward slowly while observing the monster in front of him. He found nothing at first, but when the two sides were five miles apart, Fang Yun suddenly coughed.

Fang Yun lowered his head, put his left fist on his lips, coughed slightly, but there was an undetectable arc at the corner of his mouth.

When the two sides were still three miles away, Yaoman launched a charge.

The demon barbarian team is very powerful, with five demon lords and three hundred demon commanders, and the remaining more than 10,000 demon generals!

The gold-encrusted military flags appear above these people's heads. They belong to the Plague Lord's private army, and the military flags are more powerful.

Fang Yun stopped and stood among the orange trees in the apricot grove. He put down his chest shield as usual and began to write war poems.

"White Horse Chapter" and "White Horse Hero Chapter" turn into two powerful generals standing beside them, while "Sword Song" forms a powerful hidden edge that wraps the ancient dragon sword in the bile.

Afterwards, Fang Yun continued to write "Wind and Rain Dream Battle", and the mist butterfly continued to spit out strange winds and weak water, summoning a total of three thousand ice cavalry.

At this time, the demon barbarian was already nearby, and Fang Yun wrote the sword-calling poem "Dragon Sword Poetry" as expected. At the moment when the poem was completed, Fang Yun uttered words and swords, forming two ancient ancient dragon swords to kill the demon general at the front.

Three thousand ice cavalry rushed towards the monster army, and two ancient dragon swords began to kill.

Both ancient true dragon swords have powerful sword sound dragon scales, which firmly protect the sword body.

The demon generals in front are vulnerable to the True Dragon Ancient Sword, including the Demon Commander, but the Demon Commander definitely has the ability to hurt the True Dragon Ancient Sword!

The five demon lords stood together and far away. Once Fang Yun's ancient true dragon sword flew over, the five demon lords would definitely be able to work together to repel the ancient true dragon sword.

Fang Yun didn't want to risk his True Dragon Ancient Sword at all. He first made a tentative attack on the tens of thousands of monster warriors. He found that the strength of the three thousand ice cavalry was slightly insufficient, so he pointed forward without hesitation.

"Thousands of stars are shining brightly, and I am the king; thousands of monsters are fighting against each other, and I am the ancestor!"

In the Wen Palace, the star of the king exploded.

A giant ape appeared behind Fang Yun.

It was as if time and space were reversed in the sky, and the lead clouds within a thousand miles disappeared and turned into a starry sky, with starlight pouring down like a waterfall.

Fang Yun is in the starlight, like the King of Light and the Lord of Stars, his majesty is inviolable.

The power of the demon ancestor star position, demonization!

All the Ice Cavalry transformed into a more robust demon race, their strength surpassed that of the demon commander and reached the level of demon lord. Although they did not have the power of blood and demons, they had weak water and strange wind to make up for the lack of original strength.

The three thousand demon lord cavalry were completely crushing them. They were like no one in the demon barbarian army. In less than half a quarter of an hour, they killed all the demon generals and all the demon commanders, and the five demon lords who followed had to die. During the battle, he was beaten to death.

More than three hundred Jinshi cheered loudly, Fang Yun breathed a sigh of relief, and the power of Jun's star position dissipated.

Fang Yun leaned on the apricot tree and gently wiped the sweat. The star of the emperor was strong and it put a heavy burden on the body.

Suddenly, a cold laughter sounded.

"Stupid human slaves, if it was just this Saint who designed you, I'm afraid I would have lost to you. But the Hunting Ground Killing was personally planned by the Soldier Barbarian Saint. How could I have no backup plan? Haha, let you human saints continue to be treacherous. , I never thought that this saint would be promoted to a great saint. It was even better before! After the resurgence of my plague power the day before yesterday, I had secreted a trace of illusory power from all the monsters and lurked in the mountains, turning it into an illusory clone, accumulating power just like the plague clone! Die, but the illusory clone is still there!”

All the Jinshi were astonished, because these words were not spoken by ordinary people, but like a saint communicating, turned into a strange spiritual thought. It was obviously a long sentence, but it was listened to in an instant.

"Oh." Fang Yun agreed casually.