Saint of the Confucian way

The seven people kept moving towards the five dragon hall. The more they walked forward, the more war images they encountered.

In the later stage, most of the war statues stood up and could be seen from a distance. They were like great masters who controlled the world.

In order to arrive as soon as possible, people can only rush into the territory of the war image, and their talent consumption is increasing.

"The visible distance is only ten miles!"

When Fang Yun finished, they looked around together.

The blood fog in the sky and around was thicker, and even the scholars could not see the scene ten miles away.

The ground shook again.

Tan Hemu sighed, "the two hundred war statues are catching up again. I'm afraid we need a third poem to stop the enemy."

"Then use it!" Fang Yun didn't care about the holy page.

Several great scholars looked at Fang Yun with strange eyes and seemed to be thinking about something.

Fang Yun took a look at yunzhaochen, and there was a helpless color in yunzhaochen's eyes.

Bang Bang

The ground shook more and more, but after a while, the vibration began to decrease.

Liu Shana said with a smile: "finally ran out of the territory of the 200 war statues! You can breathe a sigh of relief."

"Fortunately, there are Yunfang, otherwise we will be chased by them, and we may never reach the main gate of the hall."

Seven people were talking. Yu Guang suddenly found something moving in the left rear and turned back together.

A team composed entirely of the Demon King appeared there. The demon king has as many as 31 heads!

Among them, nine bear demon kings are the Baofeng tribe led by Xiong Sha, and the other 22 bear demon kings Fang Yun don't know.

When Xiong Sha saw Fang Yun and other seven people, he was stunned at first, and then laughed loudly.

"Xiong Kong is the seven of them! They enticed the Meng family to kill the demon king of our tribe, and they robbed us when we were seriously injured." Xiong Sha told Fang Yun and others with his huge bear paw.

All bear demon kings run on all fours, and the demon king named Xiong Kong's shoulder height is one foot higher than all bear demons, and his bear hair is not black, but pure white.

Among the bears, the status of white giant bears is higher than that of ordinary bears.

"Kill!" Xiong Kong didn't say a word and immediately accelerated his charge.

Thirty one giant bears came running fiercely.

Liu Shana said anxiously, "this is the fourth fierce tooth tribe among the ten bear demon Tribes! The chief is Xiong Kong. His ancestors go back 20 generations. Generations are demon kings, and even big demon kings have appeared! Xiong Kong is one of the demon kings second only to Xiong Tu. It's dangerous!"

"Continue to run forward. If you can escape into the five dragon hall, you may have vitality!" Yun zhaochen made the most accurate judgment.

"Yes, we still have..." halfway through ye Fangge's speech, his stiff face showed a look of despair, "... We're finished!"

On the back of Xiong Kong, the chief of the fierce tooth tribe, a translucent iceberg suddenly appeared, covering the square and round range, and on the iceberg, there was a huge white bear with a body of 50 feet!

Suddenly, the giant white bear opened his eyes, frozen everything, and then raised his right forefoot.

Xiong Kong's movements are consistent with those of the giant white bear and fall at the same time.

Holy phase strike!

Boom

The building ruins within the fan-shaped area of more than 20 miles in front are lifted by great force, with rocks all over the sky. Before those boulders fall to the ground, dense small ice peaks constantly rise from the ground.

Those icy peaks ranged from one foot high to ten feet high, forming a vast iceberg. Snowflakes even floated in the sky, intercepting seven people.

Fortunately, both of the two great scholars have Wen Bao in their hands, which can quickly form defensive war poems. Otherwise, the seven people would have been completely killed by Xiong Kong's holy phase attack.

All the icebergs near the seven people were broken, but the icebergs in the distance still exist.

A strange chill enveloped everyone, and everyone felt slow.

The speed of Zhanshi Longma has fallen by half!

"What a powerful holy minister's attack, no wonder he can become the chief of the fourth largest tribe!" Lian Pingchao was very angry.

"Keep running! Speed up with all your strength!" Yun zhaochen said.

The six great scholars injected a lot of talent into Zhanshi Longma, and Zhanshi Longma immediately got a speed increase.

Fang Yun also injected his talent into the dragon horse of war poetry, and his speed has also been improved. However, his speed is only 70% of that of the six great scholars!

Regardless of his talent, Fang Yun is an imperial scholar. After all, he is one literary position lower than the bachelor. At the same time, the talent injected into war poetry dragon and horse is far less than that of the bachelor.

After a few interest, Fang Yun was left last.

Fang Yun looked at the six figures, and the light in his eyes faded slowly.

Behind you are thirty-one demon kings!

The thirty-one demon king is definitely not the enemy that any imperial academy can face. Moreover, Fang Yun has not even reached the peak of the Imperial Academy. Only in terms of talent, he has barely reached the level of the middle of the Imperial Academy, which is equivalent to the three Hall Imperial Academy or the four Hall Imperial Academy.

Fang Yun tried to control the dragon and horse of war poetry, but the disadvantage of low literary position became more and more obvious. He was farther and farther away from the six great scholars, but closer and closer to the bear demons.

In particular, Xiong Kong, the demon king with white hair, ran at an incredible speed, and those icebergs seemed to be his help.

Fang Yun looked back and his heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

You can't make progress here. Otherwise, you can escape.

But now, there is almost no chance of winning.

"Eh? Yunfang, what's the matter with you?" yunzhaochen suddenly turned back and asked, showing surprise.

Fang Yun smiled bitterly and said, "I'm Hanlin."

The six people, including Yun zhaochen, remembered Fang Yun's literary position, and realized that Fang Yun could not be left behind without moving forward at full speed before, but now it is the fastest acceleration, and Fang Yun is doomed to not keep up.

"We... Can't wait to die." Yun zhaochen rode on his horse, showing a bitter smile and looking at the other five friends.

"Well, we can't help it," Ye sang.

Lian Pingchao said, "at this moment, why do you want to be the benevolence of women? Let him die alone or let the six of us die together? Are you confused?"

"But..."

"No, but if we save him, we will fight with the whole 31 demon kings and will die. I will never save each other! Even if he is the illegitimate son of zhaochen!" Lian Pingchao finally pointed out his inner guess.

"Help!" Yun zhaochen suddenly slowed down and fought with Shi Longma, moving forward side by side with Fang Yun.

In addition to the even tide, the other four universities slowed down and moved forward side by side with Fang Yun.

The light in Fang Yun's eyes gradually recovered.

"You fools, you will regret it!" even Pingchao scolded, still maintaining the original speed in front of the others.

"I......" Fang Yun wanted to explain.

Yun zhaochen said, "don't think too much. Since we have formed a team, we should lend a helping hand! This is an important reason why our Terran can fight against the demon barbarians in the ancient blood mountain."

Fang Yun sighed and said, "OK."

"Yun Fang, you should take the initiative to meet Xiong Kong, hold him down and create opportunities for us. Your death is more important than Mount Tai, and we will remember it! If you involve us, it will be a great crime!" Lian Pingchao said.

"Prepare 4000 Jin of dragon grain rice." Fang Yun said calmly.

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