Confucianism is supreme? I am reciting Tang poems in another world!

Han Yan's voice exploded in everyone's ears like thunder, and then a strong pressure enveloped the entire battlefield. Han Sheng's shadow was seen holding a thousand-foot talent spear in reverse, and then the spear was thrown out by him, instantly cutting through the sky, whistling away with a sharp sound of breaking the wind.

During the flight, the spear continued to grow larger, from the initial thousand feet, quickly growing to ten thousand feet, or even larger. The spear eventually became like a pillar connecting the sky and the earth, piercing the sky, exuding a terrifying breath that made people palpitate.

"Yin!"

The spear suddenly made a clear sound, and the sound of the clear sound was like a dragon's roar, shocking people. At the same time, its speed suddenly increased, turning into a stream of light, wrapped in surging talent, and stabbed towards the phantom of the mirage dragon.

The surrounding air was pulled by this force, forming a series of terrifying airflows. Driven by the spear, those airflows turned into sharp spear beams, cutting through the space, making a sharp whistling sound.

Looking at the talent spear that was rushing like a meteor, a trace of pride and determination flashed in the huge dragon eyes of the mirage dragon. The spear was surrounded by brilliant light, as if it contained endless power, and it was approaching the dragon head of the mirage dragon.

"Yin!"

A dragon roar that shook the world burst out from the mouth of the mirage dragon. The sound waves were like real waves, stirring in the space, making everything around tremble. The mirage dragon opened its dragon mouth that could almost swallow everything, and the blue-purple talent gathered madly in the dragon mouth, condensing into a blue-purple talent dragon breath as thick as a giant pillar. This dragon breath exuded a suffocating pressure, and with an unparalleled momentum, it whistled towards the flying talent spear.

"Bang!"

The spear and the dragon breath collided with a deafening roar, and the terrifying aftermath swept around with the two as the center.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Wherever the aftermath passed, the space shattered into nothingness, and the blue-purple dragon breath flashed in the void, drifting away with the broken spear. The dragon breath of the mirage dragon also gradually dissipated in this collision.

"Break!"

Accompanied by a sharp shout, Han Sheng's phantom condensed a spear in his hand again at some point. Seeing this, the mirage dragon turned the blue-purple dragon breath in his mouth into a long sword and held it in his mouth.

"Ding! Ding! Ding!"

Between heaven and earth, two huge monsters were fighting each other. Every collision caused the void to tremble violently, and the terrifying power fluctuations continued to spread. The mirage dragon transformed by Ci Song and the Han Sheng phantom controlled by Han Yan, the battle between the two was like two gods playing a game, and every move contained the power to destroy the world.

The mirage dragon held the long sword in its mouth, and every time it swung the sword, it drove endless talent, forming a series of terrifying sword energy storms, sweeping towards the Han Sheng phantom. Han Sheng's phantom waved the spear in his hand, condensing a series of majestic spear beams, colliding violently with the storm of talent.

"Spanning all directions!"

The voice of Ci Song came from the mouth of the mirage dragon, and the mirage dragon's figure trembled violently, the long sword in his mouth trembled, and a domineering momentum burst out from the mirage dragon's body, emitting endless sharpness and coldness.

The next moment, the mirage dragon held the long sword in his mouth, and rushed straight to Han Sheng's phantom with a shaking momentum.

"Come on, fire is severe, so few people are burned; water is weak, and many people drown."

Han Sheng's phantom uttered Han Yan's cold voice, and the long spear in Han Sheng's phantom's hand shook, and a blue lotus bloomed at the tip of the spear.

This lotus exudes a hot breath, as if it can burn even the world, but it gives people a cold feeling, as if it can freeze even people's souls.

"Buzz!"

The sword and the spear collided with each other, without making any sound, but the space where the two touched was instantly turned into nothingness.

The terrifying temperature spread from the collision point to the surroundings. Wherever it passed, everything was burned to nothingness, but the center of the burning exuded a chill that made people's souls palpitate.

"Boom!"

The two separated as soon as they touched, and the huge body of the mirage dragon was shaken back tens of thousands of feet. The talent sword in its mouth was also swallowed by the lotus in the collision just now. The Han Sheng phantom was also in pain. His body staggered and almost collapsed, and the talent spear in his hand had been broken.

"I really didn't expect that I would be forced to such a point by my friend Ci." Han Yan's voice came from Han Sheng's phantom. At this moment, his tone was no longer as calm as before, and even when he spoke, he was a little intermittent.

"Mr. Han, you are too flattering. Ci Song can have such strength because of external objects. If Ci Song fought with you at his own level, Ci Song would have been defeated long ago." Ci Song's voice slowly came out from the mirage dragon.

At this moment, he also knew that the talents of himself and Han Yan were almost exhausted, and the talent of the fake "Literary Orb" floating around him had long been exhausted. The reason why it did not disappear was because Ci Song used the real Literary Orb in his body to transfer the talent in it into the fake orb to maintain his "literary master" realm.

"My dear friend Ci, both of us have little talent left. How about we decide the outcome with one move?"

Han Yan's voice came again, and Han Sheng's phantom stared again. The broken spear also condensed again, emitting a terrifying spear light.

"Okay, let's decide the outcome with one move."

Ci Song's voice slowly came out from the mouth of the mirage dragon, and then on the huge body of the mirage dragon, the blue-purple talent surged wildly, condensing into a more solid long sword than before, which was held in the mouth of the mirage dragon again.

At this moment, whether it was Han Sheng's phantom or the mirage dragon, the fluctuations of their talents had reached their peak. Although their talents had been consumed to the point where they could hardly maintain their current state, the power they burst out at this moment was more terrifying than any previous time.

"Ci Xiaoyou, be careful. This spear of mine was created by me. It is called "Destruction". Once it was fired, it destroyed 30,000 alien races!"

Han Yan's voice echoed between heaven and earth, and then Han Sheng's phantom moved. The long spear in his hand slowly stabbed towards the mirage dragon. This spear seemed slow, but it was actually extremely fast. Everything was annihilated wherever it passed, as if even the heaven and earth were pierced.

"Ci Song, with the swordsmanship you have mastered so far, only the combination of vertical and horizontal can take on this spear, but now you are controlling my fairy in the painting, and you cannot use two swords at the same time."

The voice of the mirage dragon reached Ci Song's ears, and then Ci Song felt that a sword formula suddenly appeared in his mind, "The sky is steep, and the earth is set down, which is because of its highness. The sword of the sky, through high and then fall, from top to bottom, so it attacks the water and hits the blind, which is the way of heaven and earth. The sword of the earth, through high and hits the blind, uses speed as slowness, and defense as attack. The sword of heaven and earth is higher than the sky and wider than the earth, and it strikes once a hundred feet. It is to take advantage of the righteousness of heaven and earth and control the debate of the six qi, seek it in harmony, and combine the body into a sword!"

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