The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 971 Big collision!

"Since only Fang Xusheng's military tactics can hide them from them, let's ask Fang Xusheng to take command." Pang Chaosheng said.

Peng Zuozhao frowned slightly and said: "It is a good thing that Fang Xusheng has a benevolent heart, but... saving us as Xusheng is more benevolent than a woman. I am not optimistic about his command. I suggest Brother Pang comes to plan the battle."

The other Hanlins all had helpless looks on their faces.

Pang Chaosheng said: "Brother Peng, there is no need to say it. Fang Xusheng's understanding of his own strength is far better than mine. Since we are using his military skills, let him take command."

Peng Zuzhao lowered his head and said nothing. The empty sleeves on both sides were blown by the breeze and swayed slightly.

Fang Yun didn't pay attention to what Peng Zouzhao said. He also sensed the strength of the literature and boldness around him and found that there were no omissions. He said: "You all know a little about my tactics. Everything should be centered around the two tactics of 'hiding the sky and crossing the sea' and 'secretly crossing the Chen Cang'. That snake Wu Nai is the Holy Son and the Demon Lord, and he is also from the Snake Clan. He will definitely see through my concealment. Once he sees through it, he will resort to tricks, pretending not to know, and then make a surprise attack. I am not looking down on the monster clan's mind, but I know very well that they have the ability to evacuate if a sneak attack fails. For them, there is no danger of death. , and if you have the benefit of killing us, you will definitely do this later..."

Not long after, Pang Chaosheng dipped his hands in ink and wrote the powerful poem "Chang Zheng", which made everyone's bodies stronger. Then he wrote other war poems, which cheered everyone up and gave them an extra layer of armor.

Everyone wrote or recited "Dragon Sword Poetry", adding an imitation sword to their literary arsenal.

When Pang Chaosheng was writing war poems, Fang Yun was not idle either. He wrote a Tibetan front poem "Sword Song" for each person.

Received the blessing of the power of "Sword Song", Peng Zaozhao's eyes became brighter. He condensed his voice with his talent and said: "With this "Sword Song" and the sword summoning poem, I can easily resist the three-headed Holy Son Demon Lord!"

Fang Yun nodded. After the appearance of "Sword Song" and "Dragon Sword Poetry", Peng Zuozhao benefited the most and was called an invincible player in the Imperial Academy. Even within the restricted Heavenly Tree, one can fight against three. If one escapes from the Heavenly Tree, it is possible to win against the descendants of the Ancestral Gods!

There are very few scholars who can defeat the descendants of the ancestor gods at the same level, no more than ten in each generation.

After a while, everyone used the "quick march" war poem, and Peng Zuzhao also used the "violent and resolute" military method to run faster.

The demon princes were stunned for a moment, and then stood there for more than ten breaths. All the demon princes looked at Holy Son Shewu. Holy Son Shewu didn't speak, and didn't seem to say anything. I don't know if it was secretly using it. Qi and blood sound transmission.

Not long after, the fourteen demon lords chased the six scholars in front of them, and each demon clan became more excited. Qi and blood armor, evil spirit body protection and ancestral spirits were formed one after another.

However, when they pursued Fang Yun and others to the place where they originally stayed, they suddenly turned around and instead of chasing the people in front, they rushed towards an empty space with all their strength.

Four of the Holy Son Demon Lords did not hesitate to use the most powerful power of the heavenly phase, while the remaining ten royal demon lords directly mobilized the power of all the ancestral spirits to strike.

The combined attack of the fourteen demon kings is more powerful than an ordinary demon king!

This combined attack is enough to destroy the city!

The power that had been concealed from the sky was torn apart by the terrifying power, and Fang Yun and six other people were revealed in the originally empty place!

The six people slapped their chests at the same time, and six imitation swords wrapped in blood flew out of their mouths, and then gathered together.

"loyalty unto death!"

"Screaming Burial Sword!"

All six of them activated the Screaming Burial Sword at the cost of ten years of life!

At the same time, Hanlin of the Kong family stretched out his hand, and a huge virtual image of Kong Sheng appeared behind him.

"I know the spring and autumn, welcome the cold and heat, and send away the wind and frost. The destiny is mine, but you are going against it!"

The power of the saint's star is activated! Whether it was the six flying imitation swords or the fourteen-headed demon lords, they all seemed to be wrapped in a mass of transparent water, and their movements became extremely slow.

The flow of time there was different from where Fang Yun and others were.

The six imitation swords have entered the sword burial stage, emitting a dazzling light.

The power of the fourteen-headed demon lords also surged out with all their strength, and it was impossible to withdraw it in a short time.

The six people looked at each other and recited the protective war poem "Liangzhou Ci*Yumenguan" at the same time!

Six small jade gates are arranged in an arc, seeming to be semi-surrounding the fourteen demon lords in front.

Then, Fang Yun flipped the military book on his chest, "The Art of War," and secretly crossed Chencang!

The six people were moved three hundred feet away from the front by the power of Andu Chencang, and then instinctively looked back.

"boom……"

A dazzling brilliance burst out from there.

The six mournful burial swords, which contain the power of the jade-blooded heart, officially collided with the fourteen-headed demon lord with a full blow!

Like stars hitting the earth!

Like the sun breaking through the sky!

A small mushroom cloud actually appeared in the sky above the light.

The fourteen demon lords screamed in unison. The two royal demon lords with the weakest protective power were vaporized and died on the spot. The eight royal demon lords were missing many parts of their bodies. The four demon lords, the Holy Son, reacted very quickly and not only tried their best to protect themselves at the last moment, but also He even went backwards with all his strength and was blown far away. His whole body was covered in blood and flesh and was charred black.

However, this was not the end. The six Yumen Pass were completely impacted and exploded at the same time.

This protective war poem has a characteristic. When it is broken, it will form a big explosion. This explosion not only has its own power, but also contains the power of the attacking party. It not only has the ability to defend, but also has a certain ability to counterattack.

Yumen Pass formed the second attack.

A full six Yumen Passes exploded at the same time, and the power of this time was no less than that of the attack of the demon lord Tianxiang.

"Boom..."

Among the eight surviving royal demon lords, four could not withstand the second attack and died completely, and the other four fainted and had no strength to fight again.

The four demon lords' holy sons ran fast, so the second attack did not fall completely on them, but it also made them spit out blood and were pushed back, closer to Fang Yun and the other six people.

The shock wave formed by the big explosion affected Fang Yun and the other six people three hundred feet away. The six people's literary power was superimposed, forming a strong protective force to resist the shock wave.

In the protective power of the literary power, the six people wrote the same war poem.

"...To the white blade, to kill people in the red dust..."

The six scholars wrote at different speeds, but they were all activated at the same time, and the six people left six bloody phantoms on the spot, instantly crossing a distance of a hundred feet and appearing near the four holy sons and demon lords.

The six people opened their mouths at the same time, and six different colored lip-gun and tongue-sword lights sprayed out.

The True Dragon Ancient Sword and the Disaster Ancient Sword each attacked a seriously injured Saint Son Demon Marquis, while the other four ancient swords attacked one together. Only the most seriously injured Bear Demon Marquis was not attacked.

Even though the four Saint Son Demon Marquises seemed to have just rushed out of a fire scene, even though many of their internal organs were visible and their bodies were in tatters, their blood and qi were still there. They immediately used magic to resist the six lip-gun and tongue-swords, and at the same time struggled to stand up and prepare to escape.

As long as the blood and qi are there, there is a chance to escape!

At the same time, Fang Yun was doing two things at once, writing "Dream Battle in Wind and Rain" with a pen in a hurry.

When the poem was finished, a strange voice sounded, the three realms called the Void Saint!

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