The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Magistrate He glanced back, then looked at the escaping snake demon, gritted his teeth, and continued to chase with his quick poems. The scholar's dirty writings were too important, even if some people were killed or injured, it was worth it.

"Be careful of the monster turtle!"

Fang Yun retreated with the scholars.

"You are all going to die!" The demon turtle roared in demonic language, and suddenly spurted forward a stream of blood mixed with dark green. The blood suddenly turned into poisonous mist, stretching over a hundred feet in radius and covering everyone.

"not good!"

Chen Xibi suddenly waved his Wenbao pen, and the brush flashed with a strange light, and three tornadoes dozens of feet high rose from the ground, blowing poisonous mist.

But the poisonous mist moved too quickly, covering not only hundreds of monsters, but also hundreds of human soldiers and people.

Those who lifted people or used cultural treasures, or uttered broken poems and recited "strong wind rises", a small wind immediately blew around them, blowing away the poisonous mist nearby.

The soldiers suddenly screamed. Although the vitality armor that I wore with my son was powerful, the source of the poisonous mist was the venom of the demon handsome snake. The vitality armor quickly disintegrated. The poisonous mist entered the skin of those people, and the snake venom entered the body. There was no cure. .

More than a hundred soldiers screamed two or three times before dying.

The people in the back were horrified, especially the dozen or so college students who had never actually been on the battlefield. All of them turned blue. More than a hundred living people died suddenly. The real battlefield was too cruel.

Before the poisonous mist dissipated, the demon turtle suddenly used his magic again, and a huge wave bigger than before hit him. This huge wave was also mixed with snake venom, and Jinshi would definitely die from poisoning.

"Use Wenbao to intercept the big wave!"

"Everyone climb up the tree and don't let the water touch your body!"

Mr. Wang held the Jinshi Wenbao and shouted loudly: "Everyone come close to me!"

Fang Yun and other nearby people rushed towards Mr. Wang, and then the Jinshi Wenbao in Mr. Wang's hand emitted a green light. The Wenbao sang the war poem "Ode to the Laurel Tree" written by a semi-sage, and a big green tree A shadow rose from the ground, and everyone within a ten-foot radius was enveloped by the shadow of the big tree.

The person who was shrouded in the shadow of the big tree looked forward and saw Chen Xibi using three tornadoes to crash into the huge waves, while the other people all used "Cang Lang Xing" to summon the big waves to collide with the giant waves of the monster turtle. .

"Boom boom boom..."

Water mist exploded all over the sky, and the monster turtle's huge wave attack finally slowed down.

The monster turtle's huge wave used the power of the pseudo-dragon beads. It was not just a magic spell, but a river rushing in like a bursting embankment. It couldn't be stopped without more than a dozen people. Fortunately, Chen Xi's pen was there, and his three tornadoes The huge waves took root and formed the phenomenon of a dragon sucking water, sucking up a large amount of water and rolling it into the sky.

Everyone tried their best to look forward, but their sight was blocked by water mist and tornado, so they couldn't see what the demon turtle was doing.

Suddenly, a fist-sized water-colored ball penetrated the water mist and tornado at an incredible speed, and flew towards Chen Xibi like a meteor. The ball carried terrifying power, and then erupted with a loud rumbling sound, and the ground was even more violent. A deep furrow was plowed.

"Fake Dragon Ball!"

Everyone was shocked. They didn't expect that the demon turtle was so insidious. It first used fog to interfere with the sight, and then used huge waves to obscure the process of mobilizing the fake dragon ball. Now the fake dragon ball was approaching, and the speed was too fast. Even Hanlin couldn't avoid it, at least. It takes a great bachelor to escape unscathed.

Chen Xibi never expected that this monster turtle would be so decisive and use its strongest killing move right after the fight.

Chen Xibi immediately released a Jinshi Wenbao for protection and tried his best to avoid it, but the fake dragon ball still penetrated the Wenbao's protection and hit his left shoulder.

Blood splattered, and Chen Xi's pen flew out like a kite with a broken string. At the same time, his left arm was broken at shoulder level.

Everyone saw that a huge gap appeared on Chen Xibi's left shoulder, and people with good eyesight could still see a beating heart from the wound.

If Chen Xibi had not been a Jinshi, he would be dead by now, but at this moment, the talent in his Wen Palace stirred up, activating the surrounding energy of heaven and earth to seal the wound.

Chen Xibi fell heavily to the ground, and Ju Ren on the side hurriedly picked him up, and then the poisonous water washed over him.

Many people either climbed up the tree or rushed into the shadow of the laurel tree.

Wherever the poisonous water passed, no grass grew. The poisonous water separated immediately after touching the shadow of the osmanthus tree, and was gradually absorbed by the ground.

The ground was wet everywhere, and many people were standing on the branches, looking at the monster turtle in front of them with full vigilance.

The demon turtle expelled most of the snake venom. When he looked back, he found that the snake demon was fighting with Magistrate He. He then looked at the unconscious Chen Xibi, with greed flashing in his eyes.

"Since you are trying to prevent me from using the Dragon Balls, I will eat them to nourish you! A Jinshi, as well as so many scholars and scholars, will be enough for me to be promoted to Demon Commander immediately after eating. After that, I hid in the Paolong Palace, and Li Wenying couldn't be found. "!" After the demon turtle finished speaking, he rushed towards the Ju Ren holding Chen Xi's pen, but his speed was much slower than before. He used fake dragon balls and poison to greatly weaken his strength.

None of the people fled because they all knew that once Chen Xibi was unconscious, no one could kill the demon turtle. This was a turtle demon that had condensed the pseudo-dragon beads.

One of the generals shouted loudly: "You hug the Lord and run away. Students of the Academy of Arts, you run away too! All soldiers, kill the demon with me! Wherever you are, your righteousness lives. My blood will turn into green. With ten years of life, Change the world to righteousness!”

Na Pian suddenly slapped his right hand on the heart of his left chest, and suddenly sprayed a mouthful of blood mist forward. The bright red blood mist immediately turned into large characters, forming the famous "Great Wind Song".

The strong wind is blowing, the clouds are flying, the powerful warriors are returning to their hometown in the sea, and the warriors are guarding the four directions!

These blood-red characters quickly turned into pieces of jasper text and flew towards the demon turtle.

The general's hair turned half white in an instant, and his skin aged at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Human lunatic!" The demon turtle dodged in a hurry as if it had seen a ghost.

The jade characters collided with each other, making a tinkling sound, and then turned into a jade-colored tornado. The general's face appeared in the tornado, and it rolled towards the demon turtle at a speed twice as fast as the ordinary "Great Wind Song".

Unlike the tornado formed by the ordinary "Great Wind Song", this Great Wind Song actually contained a power that frightened the demon race, a faint sense of righteousness.

At the same time, the faint sense of righteousness spread in all directions, and every person with a literary position felt that his talent was constantly increasing. If he wrote war poems, his power would be increased by at least 10%.

All those who saw this scene couldn't help but feel their blood boiling. Those soldiers who were originally afraid of death either jumped off the tree or walked out of the shadow of the osmanthus tree, holding weapons and rushing forward.

"My life is enough to stop the demon turtle for a breath! Mr. Juren, it's up to you!" A soldier stepped forward with a shield in hand, his steps steady.

"I'm worth two breaths!" A scholar kept shooting arrows at the demon turtle.

An old soldier holding a spear stood in front of a scholar.

"Blood and loyalty." Fang Yun muttered to himself, and now he finally understood why the human race could stand on the Shengyuan Continent for thousands of years without falling.

With these warriors that even the demons fear, how could the human race lose!

The green tornado finally rolled up the demon turtle, but the demon turtle retracted its head and limbs into it, and a faint blood light emerged from its shell. The tornado scraped the shell and made a rustling sound, and even a fine powder was scraped off, but it could not hurt the demon turtle.

After five breaths, the tornado disappeared, and the demon turtle poked its head out intact, opened its mouth, revealing a mouthful of sharp teeth, and its eyes were wide open.

"My noble spirit hurts me so much! If I hadn't used up my demon blood to protect it, my precious shell would have been damaged! None of you can run away, die!" The demon turtle suddenly opened its mouth.

Another Juren lieutenant said in a lost voice: "Run, it's a dragon roar!"

It was too late.

"Ah..."

A majestic dragon roar blew out of the demon turtle's mouth, and the dragon roar turned into three waves of air rolling in all directions. This was not water, but a sound that was everywhere and no one could avoid it.

The first wave of air swept past, breaking trees wherever it passed, and the protective power formed by all the Juren Wenbao was on the verge of collapse, and the shadow of the osmanthus tree formed by Mr. Wang's Jinshi Wenbao was shaken.

Those soldiers, students and scholars who had no Wenbao or insufficient protective power were immediately knocked away by the air wave and fainted.

The second wave of air followed closely, and all the Juren's protective power collapsed. Many Juren were hit by the air wave and suffered minor injuries, and those who were unconscious before were completely killed.

Cracks appeared in the shadow of the osmanthus tree where Fang Yun was.

Before the third wave of air waves could be unleashed, the music of Boya's famous song "High Mountain" suddenly sounded from behind, and Fang Yun looked back.

He saw a Yaoqin floating in front of the scholar behind the palace. He stroked it with both hands, and the beautiful sound of the qin jumped. Then a mountain appeared between the demon turtle and the crowd.

"Boom!"

The third wave of dragon roar collided with "High Mountain", making a huge noise and flying dust.

Fang Yun looked around, and all the big trees within a hundred feet nearby were broken. Except for the scholar, all the people outside the shadow of the osmanthus tree were killed by the dragon roar of the demon turtle.

There were 400 people when they came, but now there are less than 100 people.

Fang Yun clenched his fist tightly.

Mr. Wang suddenly said, "You students, run away immediately. Leave this to us!"

After Mr. Wang finished speaking, he suddenly walked forward, and as he walked, he shouted, "Where my body is, where my righteousness is, my blood will turn into jade, and I will exchange ten years of my life for the righteousness of heaven and earth!"

He spat out a mouthful of hot blood. This time, the blood did not turn into poems about killing the enemy, but into the poem "With You, My Brother".

Mr. Wang's "With You, My Brother" originally had a poetic soul, and now it was inspired by the blood and loyalty, and it was close to the legendary holy soul.

Then the jade words exploded, making the shouts of thousands of troops, and turned into jade-colored vitality armor, falling on everyone. There was a thin layer of flame on the surface of everyone's vitality armor. Those demon soldiers and demon civilians felt a stinging pain in their eyes and kept crying just by looking at it.

The protective ability of this jade armor alone is no less than that of a poem "Ode to Mountains and Mountains".

The power of the second level of blood and loyalty burst out, and all the scholars felt a stronger sense of righteousness.

The demon turtle hesitated for a moment, and his eyes fell on the unconscious Chen Xibi.

The talent of the Jinshi comes from Wenquxing, and the demon barbarians can absorb power from the moonlight and other stars, but they can never directly absorb the power of Wenquxing, but they can gain power by devouring people with literary status.

A Jinshi's body is a treasure in the eyes of any demon general.

"In order to ascend the Dragon Platform..." The demon turtle rushed towards the scholar holding Chen Xibi again.

"Stop him!"