Saint of the Confucian way

The giant bear stood in the air like a hill. His whole body was dark with bear hair, except that there was a piece of red bear hair the size of a palm on his forehead, which was particularly eye-catching.

Xiong Tu's feet seemed to be stepping on the water. The translucent white ripples continued to spread in all directions, and disappeared ten feet away. They were full of destructive power. That was the Demon power water grain that the demon king could have. It was a phenomenon that would occur only when the power of Qi and blood was enhanced to a certain extent.

"Xiongmo, the king gave you the king's shelter a few days ago. How did he use it so quickly? How did all your men die? What happened?"

This is just a projection of Xiong Tu, but when he spoke, the air naturally vibrated and fell in everyone's ears, like Hong Zhong Da Lu, with unparalleled prestige.

Those with a literary rank lower than Jinshi instinctively show humility when they see Xiong Tu.

Xiong Mo held out his bloody paw, pointed to Fang Yun and said, "it's the Jinshi of the Terran... No, he's Hanlin, disguised as a Jinshi. He killed two thousand of my men alone and almost killed me! If you can kill him, I'll tell you a great secret."

Xiong Tu shook his head gently and said, "when I appeared, I used the power of the king's protection to save you. Now there is no power but projection. It's difficult to kill him, but... It's easy to save you. There is no one I can't protect in this bloody ancient land. Hmm? Which scholar is here, why don't you come out and meet?"

Fang Yun was stunned. Unexpectedly, there was a great scholar peeping in the dark. His heart was tight. After all, he was a scholar. No matter how weak the great scholar was, he also had a literary platform and had a natural advantage.

Although the university students here are as impulsive and bad tempered as the ancient people in blood mountain, they have more practical experience than most of the great bachelors in the Shengyuan continent.

"Alas, I didn't expect it to be so lively here."

The voice of spring thunder came from the high altitude in the East, and everyone looked there.

I saw a white cloud rising from behind the mountain. On top of the white cloud, a Qingyi bachelor stood with his hands behind him.

"Lord!" the crowd cried out.

Fang Yun was stunned like everyone else. No one thought that Yun zhaochen, the city leader of juyun City, appeared here.

Nie que quickly turned over and dismounted, his tongue cracked and Chunlei said, "Lord, why do you come in person? We have told the people in the Lord's house that we will sell all the Holy Blood jade to the Lord's house cheaply."

Hearing Nie Que's words, Fang Yun, Yunhe and other talents suddenly realized that no wonder Nie Que and Yun'ao were so confident to rob Longwen rice and holy blood jade. They had already hooked up with the city Lord's house.

Yunhe bit his teeth and dared to be angry.

Even the grumpy Kang Xingzhi was silent.

Fang Yun watched the cloud shining dust slowly approaching with vigilance.

Yunzhaochen stood on top of the green clouds, glanced at everyone, and seemed to stay for a moment on Fang Yun. He smiled and said, "it's just a Longwen rice field. It's not worth me to come in person. However, there are always first come first served. You'll be busy with your business first. When you're finished, I'll talk about the reason for coming here."

The crowd was like a mist. They couldn't figure out their minds and didn't dare to say anything.

The translucent bear Tu turned and looked at the cloud and dust, showing his proud color, raised his head and asked, "how many palms can you take over the king now?"

Everyone was shocked. The bear butcher was too arrogant. Even if everyone knew that the bear butcher could surpass yunzhaochen, it was a naked humiliation to say in front of so many people.

Yun zhaochen's face remained unchanged. A calm smile appeared on his old face and said, "in those days, you could only take five palms. Now, you can take four palms at most."

"That's right. I've dealt with more than half of the university scholars. You know the current affairs best. If you were born in Shengyuan, you would certainly become a great Confucian." Xiong Tu praised.

"Brother Xiong Tu has been praised too much. If you were in the demon world, you would be the big demon king now." Yun zhaochen said.

Xiong Tu said, "I'm wasting my life here. I won't tell you more. I'll take this Xiong Mo away."

Yun zhaochen looked at Xiong Tu, smiling and speechless.

As soon as Xiong Tu's face changed, his big mouth opened slightly, showing his sharp teeth, and said sternly, "what? Yun zhaochen, do you dare not give the king this face? Believe it or not, the king personally led the army to destroy your juyun city!"

Yun zhaochen smiled and said, "brother Xiong Tu misunderstood. I'm just a bystander. I don't know Xiong Mo and the Hanlin literary friend. Whether Xiong Mo stays or not, I don't count. You have to ask the Lord!"

Most scholars don't think much, but a few people think that the word "Hanlin Wenyou" is very important.

Xiong Tu took a puzzled look at Fang Yun and said to Yun zhaochen, "don't deceive me. You are a bachelor and have the same surname as him. He must listen to you!"

Yunzhaochen smiled mysteriously and said, "brother Xiong Tu, do you think I will deceive you for such a small matter? You'd better ask the Lord who may be called Yunfang."

Fang Yun's eyes flashed and looked at Yun zhaochen carefully. The word "maybe" was definitely not aimless.

Yunzhaochen is looking good. He smiles and nods gently to Fang Yun, as if he were greeting.

Fang Yun didn't know what medicine yunzhaochen sold in the gourd. He nodded gently, which was a return gift.

Xiong Tu looked at Yun zhaochen carefully and made sure he wasn't kidding, so he turned and looked at Fang Yun.

"Who are you? How can you beat Xiong Mo's army with your own strength?"

"Because I'm a little better than Xiong Mo," Fang Yun said with a smile.

The readers around Fang Yun are very helpless. This answer is really not a good answer.

"How dare you amuse me?" Xiong Tu turned pale.

Fang Yun had long known that the demon was cruel, and there was no reason to speak, especially in xuemanggudi.

"You are wasting my time!" Fang Yun replied impolitely.

"Have courage! Hum, give the king a face and let Xiong Mo leave. If you are besieged by the bear family in xuemanggu, mention my name and spare your life."

Fang Yun smiled calmly and said, "you don't deserve to face on the premise of this holy face."

Fang Yun's voice was not loud, but his tone was full of unquestionable firmness.

"How brave!" Xiong TU was furious.

Thousands of people were scared to step back. This is the strongest demon king of the bear family!

All scholars, including Yun zhaochen, were puzzled, because Fang Yun really said the word "Ben Sheng", but it was incredible for such a young Hanlin to say "Ben Sheng", and everyone instinctively thought it was Fang Yun's slip of the tongue.

"Others say so," Fang Yun replied honestly.

The cloud shining dust standing high in the sky smiled, which was quite interesting, but the color of doubt in his eyes was thicker.

"Are you a semi saint?" Xiong Tu asked.

"No," Fang Yun said.

Xiong TU was furious and said, "a little Hanlin is called the Holy Daozu in front of the king. He doesn't pay attention to the king. I tell you, if Xiong Moruo died in axe mountain, I'll let you bury the whole city!"

Yun'ao and Nie que looked at Fang Yun with a pitiful look in their eyes, as if they were looking at a fool.

Xiong Tu's projection has no power, but Xiong Tu has the ability to easily kill anyone except Wei Huangan!

"Then we'll kill you together." Fang Yun said.

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