Saint of the Confucian way

When Fang Yun saw the collision of artifacts, he remembered the rules of the ancient demon training ground and arena. He flashed a different light in his eyes and realized that if he won, he had a 90% chance of getting that thing.

"I must get it! At that time, I will let those demon kings and barbarians not survive or die!"

Fang Yun and Xiang Yao's aura suddenly lit up. Then they disappeared and appeared in the infield within a radius of ten miles, standing at the north and south ends of the infield respectively.

Fang Yun looked around and couldn't see the outside. This should be to prevent people outside from pointing out the participants.

"Die, Fang Yun, you don't deserve to be the demon king of our demon man!" the elephant demon will charge with a big stride. Four huge elephants will make a loud bang on the ground, and their blood will soar. Then they will stimulate the ancestral God's blood, and black smoke will emerge from his body like a waterfall, which greatly increases his strength. Killing ordinary human Jinshi is as simple as chopping melons and vegetables.

Fang Yun took out his brush and paper, stained with the ink of the inkstone girl and the inkstone turtle, and raised his pen to write the Erjing Tibetan Feng poem "baojianyin".

You people pillow swords, and there is a sound in the warm night.

People say that the sword turns into a dragon, and they are afraid of wind and thunder.

Otherwise, he will be angry and think of reverie with emotion.

Take the wine and sprinkle the sword. The best treasure should sneak.

Don't those who are ignorant of the king come from practice.

A box has room, Hu Weiming is not fair?

Poetry becomes, and the invisible power wraps the real dragon ancient sword in the Wen palace.

After becoming the Dragon Lord, the power of the dragon pattern has greatly increased, and the real dragon ancient sword has increased by 30%, but now Fang Yun feels that it is far more than 30%, and even the power of the sword chant has increased.

Fang Yun stared at every move of the elephant demon general and used everything he learned to calculate and infer.

Its left ivory is larger than its right ivory, and the muscles on its left face are slightly developed, indicating that it is better at attacking with its left ivory. Just as if a person uses which side of his teeth to chew, the muscles on which side are more developed and which side of his face is bigger, so he needs to chew alternately on both sides.

The common elephant demon will have no hair, but because it stimulates the ancestral God's blood, this elephant demon will have thicker fur. The fur in some places is obviously newer, and the fur in others is obviously older. The elephant demon will fight every three or five times in the demon clan. The older places mean that they have not been attacked, indicating that those places are strictly protected.

However, everything is not absolute. Places with old hair may not be easy to be attacked, but it will be careless to prevent.

The elephant demon's stride range of the right front leg is slightly larger than that of other legs, and this leg is also relatively thick, indicating that he is good at attacking with the right front leg.

However, in a few breaths, Fang Yun thoroughly analyzed all the parts that could be analyzed, and then formed various responsive combat skills in his mind according to his rich combat experience.

This is one of the combat methods summarized by Fang Yun himself.

If ordinary scholars know that Fang Yun has done so much in such a short time, they must admire him.

Fang Yun believes that there is wisdom above instinct, which is where the Terran is stronger than the demon man.

When the elephant demon was about to run within five miles, Fang Yun moved forward slowly.

At a distance of two hundred feet, Fang Yun suddenly opened his mouth and put the real dragon and ancient sword outside.

There is a golden real dragon virtual shadow wrapped around the silver white real dragon ancient sword, and under the real dragon ancient sword, there is a black ink sword. The whole body of the ink sword has a translucent black dragon virtual shadow more than before.

Real double dragon sword.

At the moment when the new real dragon ancient sword appeared, the demon commander didn't feel anything, but the three demon Hou suddenly stood up and shouted in unison.

"No!"

"Don't underestimate the enemy, Xiangluo. This real dragon and ancient sword is unusual!" tortoise Ao shouted, but it couldn't reach Xiangluo's ears.

The other two demons who are about to enter the competition will shake their bodies and quickly ask, "is his lips and tongue very powerful?"

GUI Ao was about to explain, but he found that the real dragon ancient sword was approaching Xiangluo. Xiangluo didn't care at all. He sighed and said, "see for yourself."

As soon as GUI Ao's voice fell, he saw his lips and tongue flying in front of Xiangluo, as if he had eyes. He turned twice, dodging Xiangluo's nose once and Xiangluo's long teeth once, and then hit Xiangluo one foot below his left eye with great accuracy.

"Poof..."

And he saw a golden light and a black light coming into the head of the elephant and flying out of its head.

The brain and blood burst from the hole pierced by the real dragon's ancient sword like a fountain.

"You..." Xiang Luo stared at Fang Yun, stumbled for more than ten feet, and finally fell to the ground, revealing his white belly and trembling gently.

In the dead silence outside, the demons of the ancestral gods will be no less than the top Jinshi, which may be just a little worse than the Jinshi ten old, but any Jinshi ten old can't kill Xiangluo in one move.

"Next!" Fang Yun's tone was very flat, as if the butcher was preparing to kill a pig.

The second red halo lights up, then Fang Yun is moved back to the southernmost side of the infield, and a leopard demon will appear on the northernmost side of the infield.

The leopard demon twinkled his eyes. He was obviously afraid, but he couldn't show weakness. He bit his teeth and rushed over. At the same time, he roared: "Xiangluo was killed by you because he despised the enemy, and it's not as fast as I run, or as flexible as I, you'll die!"

Fang Yun carefully observed the leopard demon general again. He was right. He was 30% faster than the elephant collaterals. There were few injuries on the body surface and balanced development in all aspects, but there were still some clues for calculation and utilization.

When the leopard demon will run close, Fang Yun will write the sword chant again and use the sword again.

This time, the leopard demon will go all out to treat the real dragon ancient sword.

"Poof..."

The real dragon ancient sword stabbed the leopard demon general's abdomen at a strange angle, ripped it open, and all his intestines fell out. Even so, the leopard demon will be able to attack, but the real dragon ancient sword returned at a speed that the leopard demon would not dare to think, entered from under the abdomen again, and broke his head.

"I don't believe..." the leopard demon spewed out a mouthful of blood mixed with visceral fragments and died.

"Next." Fang Yun is still so indifferent.

The demons outside looked at each other. Suddenly, the seven headed demons asked in unison, "what should I do?"

The lion demon in the third bloody aperture was dumbfounded. Before he got an answer, he was transmitted to the infield.

The lion demon will be stunned for a long time. He stays where he is. He looks around and wants help, but he can't contact the demon family outside at all.

Fang Yun did not speak. After a while, he used the gallop poem and rode the war poem army horse to the lion demon general.

"Don't come here!" the lion demon instinctively shouted. Then he realized how childish his behavior was. He almost lost the face of the demon family, became angry with shame, roared, restored the majesty of the king of beasts, and rushed to Fang Yun with all his strength.

"The glory of the lion clan cannot be blasphemed!" the lion demon will immediately put life and death aside and fight with Fang Yun.

However, all its efforts ended with a long chant.

The lion's head flew up and was killed with a sword.

"Next!"

Fang Yun repeated these three words for the third time. There was no change on his face. He was still as expressionless as at the beginning.

However, each demon clan felt a cold feeling deep into the soul.

"Boom..."

The gate to the second valley opened and Fang Yun walked slowly forward.

Three headed demon handsome and three headed demon Hou followed, discussing anxiously as they walked.

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