Saint of the Confucian way

In the first dungeon shrouded in blood fog, above silver sand and under snowflakes, Xiong Jing ran away, leaving a lonely broken leg.

Xiong Jing, who has only three legs, seems to have no power to fight again, but his running speed is only reduced by 10%, because he has reached the level of the demon king. Running does not mainly rely on his limbs, but on his powerful Qi and blood and his own talent. If it is outside the ruins of Longcheng, Xiong Jing can fly freely in the sky even if all four legs are cut off.

"You won!" Xiong Tang rushed between Fang Yun and Xiong Jing to stop Fang Yun from chasing him.

Tan Hemu breathed a sigh of relief, but a look of pride appeared on his face. Although he did not hurt Xiong Tang, he consumed a lot of Xiong Tang's blood, so that it was difficult for Xiong Tang to gather evil Qi. He was only protected by the most common talent "hard armor".

However, even so, Tan Hemu did not dare to pursue. Xiong Tang's attack ability was too terrible. Once he broke through the protection display, he only needed one move to win.

"Fang Xusheng, we have won!" Tan Hemu Lang said.

Fang Yun sat on the night horse in the desert and said with a spring thunder: "Xiong Tang, Xiong Jing, if you see Xiong Tu, tell him that he was ordered to stop the idea of entering the main hall of zhensin. If he dares to enter the main hall and rob the dragon family's treasures, Xiong Jing is his example!"

"Fang Yun, you wait for me! I will unite all the demon brothers and imprison you in this dark town sin hall. I will never turn over! I will tear your mouth and let you know the price of insulting my bear demon family! Also, I will grind you into meat to comfort my brother Xiong Zhen's spirit in heaven!" Xiong Tang roared and his eyes were red.

Fang Yun and Tan Hemu suddenly realized that no wonder Xiong Tang has been following secretly. After finding Xiong Jing, they can't wait to revenge. It seems that among the ten bear demon kings killed by dragon eating rattan, there are Xiong Tang's brothers.

The relatives of demon barbarians are extremely extreme. They are either good enough to wear the same pair of pants, or they are badly beaten for the inheritance of family property.

Seeing that Xiong Tang was between himself and Fang Yun, Xiong Jing took a long breath and the red eyes were lighter. He walked slowly on three legs and turned his head to Xiong Tang as he walked: "When my flesh and blood are reborn and my fourth leg is connected, I will join hands with you to kill Fang Yun and avenge! This demon king has been in the ancient land for so many years and has never been so humiliated. This Imperial Academy must die!"

Xiong Tang showed Bai Sensen's teeth, looked at Fang Yun and threatened, "you're lucky, humble man slave bastard. You'll die when we meet again next time! Xiong Jing, let's go!"

Xiong Tang was about to turn around when Fang Yun's desert night horse suddenly raised its front hoofs, shouted loudly, and then rushed to the two bear kings.

"Ben Sheng wanted to keep you two demons alive, but you two demons dare to threaten me when you are dying. Then, die!"

In the dark dungeon, Fang Yun's eyes were like stars, dressed in white, tore the darkness, like thunder in the night, and killed the two demon kings.

Two thousand cold iron Knights surrounded Fang Yun like a tide, and the sound of horses' hoofs broke mountains and rivers.

In front of Fang Yun, the silver sand has dispersed and the snow is denser!

The fog butterfly flew from Fang Yun's shoulder into the air, and its two wings flapped rapidly. It was chilly within a mile.

Tan Hemu was shocked and shouted, "don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive!" after that, he transferred to the horse head of Shilong horse and rushed to Fang Yun desperately.

"Go back and see the saint today. Cut off two demon kings in a row!"

Tan Hemu had no reason to feel empty in his heart. His momentum and ambition were suppressed by Fang Yun's majesty, just like the feeling of a courtier facing a king.

"You dare to underestimate the demon king! Bold!" Xiong Tang's hair was as angry as an arrow, and he was almost mad by the human imperial forest in front of him.

"Kill!"

Fang Yun shouted and the Lancers raised their guns. The snow was flying and the world was white.

"Kill!"

Fang Yun shouted loudly for the second time. The long bow cavalry drew their bow and put their pen into the ink pool, which blackened the world.

"Kill!"

Fang Yun shouted for the third time. His spear was like clouds and his arrows were like rain. He flew to the demon king Xiong Tang in the chaotic snow.

The power of courage in the two environments is integrated into the three killing, and the rock solid killing intention is across the sky of the dungeon.

"Run! Run!" Xiong Jing thought of the previous battle and looked at the broken left front leg. He was completely stunned by the indestructible bravery.

Xiong Tang originally wanted to fight, but the three "kills" shook his mind. Xiong Jing's imminent escape made his heart crack.

Looking at the dense spears and arrows, the rain is like birds flying from the snowflakes. Xiong Jing turns and runs away.

"Fang Yun, you can't kill me! You can never kill me! As long as I live, I will unite all forces to kill you! If I can't kill you, I will sneak into the Terran City, sneak into the Terran caravan, sneak into the Terran farmers and pedestrians, and kill all the slaves! Kill them all!" Xiong Tang shouted angrily as he ran away madly.

Fang Yun had a great sense of killing in his eyes, but he didn't say anything. Instead, he held a demon killing pen, dipped it in ink, and wrote war poems with a cold sense of killing.

The moon geese fly high,

The demon king fled at night.

To drive Qingqi away,

The snow is full of bow knives!

The original Baoguang, the first Baoguang and the handed down Baoguang appear continuously.

War poetry burns and snow flies.

Within the formation scope of "wind and rain dream war", strange wind blows and weak water condenses snow.

In the next moment, Fangyun generates great suction in front of him, like the source of all things and the beginning of heaven and earth, absorbing all the wind and snow.

The wind and snow all over the sky condensed in front of Fang Yun in the blink of an eye, as if an invisible giant made a curved moon blade three feet high with wind as the shadowless string and snow as the white bow body.

The bow is covered with snow. It gathers into a blade!

Boom

The bowstring was startled.

A white snow blade lit up the world and shot at Xiong Tang.

Moon blade!

On the way of yueren's flight, Fang Yun recited the poem loudly.

Xiong Tang's hair suddenly exploded and suddenly turned back. He was in a trance. He thought that this was not the crescent moon in the legendary demon world. How could he appear here? Then he just felt cold.

"The moon geese fly high!" he heard a soft sound, and the three foot high moon blade divided Xiong Tang into two.

"The demon king fled at night!" yueren caught up with Xiong Jing in the distance and cut him in half.

"I want to drive Qingqi away!" the moon blade flew farther and disappeared in the blood mist.

"The snow is full of bows and swords!" Fang Yun sat on the war horse and looked at the bodies of the two demon kings.

The wind stopped and the snow ran out.

Tan Hemu stared at Fang Yun blankly and muttered to himself, "can I say that I witnessed the birth of a Hanlin war poem? And it is a Hanlin war poem with great power? A peerless war poem that cuts two demon kings in half?"

The Lancers quickly moved forward, picked up the Han Hubei of the two demon kings, cut off the heads of the two demon kings and handed them to Fang Yun.

Fang Yun turned his horse's head and said to tan Hemu in a daze, "Mr. Hemu, let's move on."

"Ah? Oh!" Tan Hemu followed him in a daze and let Zhan Shi Long Ma run by himself.

After a while, Tan Hemu looked at Fang Yun's back and asked carefully, "Fang Xusheng, you're just old, don't you think you're wrong? Your first battle poem is an original, and it's handed down from generation to generation?"

"That's right."

"Unfortunately, two messengers are missing."

"It's a demon."

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