Saint of the Confucian way

"Then wait a moment, Hu MOU will take your life if he solves this great scholar!" Hu Ding said and strode towards Fang Yun.

It takes one step and spans more than ten feet.

The tiger tripod quickly approached Fang Yun. The fist of Qi and blood in his right hand was like black magma, distorting the surrounding air, as if it had the power to destroy one side.

Fang Yun lowered his eyes slightly and seemed to be thinking about something. Then, another great Confucian Wenbao pen emerged from the air, controlled by the power of the divine pen, dipped in the ink of the inkstone turtle and hung in the air.

"Thank the tiger tripod king for helping me return my wish to travel to the north." Fang Yun said, writing with a pen in his hand and a divine pen. At the same time, he made a speech.

With the divine pen and one mind, Fang Yun wrote three poems at the same time and only wrote the same first battle poem.

May Tianshan snow, no flowers, only cold.

I heard the broken willows on the flute, but I didn't see the spring.

With the golden drum at dawn and the jade saddle at night.

Willing to cut Loulan with the sword around your waist!

The voice of Fang Yun's poetry echoed in the air. The scholar's mouth contained the word of heaven. Everyone seemed to see the image of the whole poem. Even in May, Tianshan Mountain had no spring and flowers, only cold ice and snow. It was only when he heard the flute playing the song "breaking willows" that he knew it was spring.

The soldiers of Tianshan fought with the barbarians. They fought with the sound of gongs and drums during the day and slept with their saddles at night. They were ready to fight at any time. Seeing this scene, the poet was excited and was willing to take out his weapons and kill the ancient city of Loulan occupied by the barbarians with one sword!

When the poem is completed, the original Baoguang and the first Baoguang appear suddenly. The page of the poem burns and turns into a sword with a snow colored jade handle. The sword tip is downward and suspended in the air, emitting a cold light.

A magic pen and a eloquence also form a sword.

Three ice and snow swords were suspended in front of Fang Yun.

Everyone saw that the ground centered on Fang Yun began to freeze, the cold spread in all directions, and kept freezing the ground, making a fine sound.

Many scholars were convinced that Fang Yun, who had just become a bachelor, could make a college scholar war poem.

The tiger tripod laughed and said, "it's just three swords. It's useless. I'm here to see how you cut it!"

Fang Yun calmly looked at the tiger tripod and gently stretched out his hand to hold the first snow cutting sword. At the same time, a soldier in Wanmin Wentai suddenly jumped out and jumped on Fang Yun. He turned into a transparent light man and just wrapped Fang Yun in it.

Fang Yun and soldiers Guangren hold the snow cutting sword at the same time.

No one heard the sound, but everyone's heart sounded a cry that seemed to tear the soul. There were anger, confusion, hesitation and even timidity in the cry. However, the cry formed by the integration of these feelings was unyielding courage!

Fang Yun and the soldiers put the snow cutting sword on the left side of their body, let the sword hang around their waist, and the sword tip goes deep into the ground.

Fang Yun took a step forward with his right foot, waved his sword and picked it up. He heard a hiss. The blade cut the ground and cut a thin scar with a trail of spark.

The two sides are a mile away. It is reasonable that the war poetry of a normal bachelor can definitely attack that distance, but Fang Yun just holds a three foot long sword. It doesn't look like he can hurt people a mile away. All scholars hold their breath and don't want to see useless attacks.

A look of contempt appeared on Hu Ding's face. He was so far away that he waved his sword and picked it up. It was impossible to hurt the king of silver accounts.

But the next moment, the tiger tripod's face suddenly changed dramatically.

The sword was only three feet long. In the process of picking up from back to front, the tip of the sword didn't show the ground.

Everyone saw that the ground between Fang Yun and Hu Ding suddenly opened a very long big crack.

Then, a huge snow chopping sword showed its true body, picked it out of the soil, and splashed with sand and dust on both sides.

Snow chopping sword is getting bigger!

The tiger tripod bent down and attacked the crack under its feet, because the huge snow cutting blade was rising rapidly from the crack.

Boom!

Everyone saw that under the light of Wenqu stars, a huge snow cutting sword over a mile was held by Fang Yun, crystal clear, like ice and jade, hit the right fist of the tiger tripod, and then hit the tiger tripod into the sky.

At the moment when the long sword reached the sky, the body of the sword exploded, turned into heavy snow, and fell one after another. The strong cold was all over ten miles.

The tiger tripod in the middle of the air vomited a mouthful of blood, and his powerful fist of Qi and blood in his right hand had been cut and dissipated, and his right fist was numb, but in an instant, new Qi and blood wrapped his right hand to form a Qi and blood armor, and the demon evil flame gushed out and attached to the Qi and blood armor.

The barbarians in the distance breathed a sigh of relief. After all, the tiger tripod is the king of silver accounts. It is a higher level than Fang Yun. The fist of Qi and blood formed with all its strength is very strong and can definitely block the war poetry of any great scholar.

The scholars of the Terran family were wide eyed, especially those of the lumen army, such as lumen Hou and Wei Changxian. They didn't expect that Fang Yun could break the full blow of the tiger tripod with only one battle poem. The fist of Qi and blood is absolutely second only to the strongest holy phase of the Barbarian King.

Hu Ding was also relieved, but Yu Guang saw that the soldier who wrapped Fang Yun disappeared, and another Xiake jumped off the Wanmin platform and turned into a light man to envelop Fang Yun.

No matter where he is, everyone who sees the Xiake Guangren has a sense of crisis of death in his heart. He only feels that the Xiake is angry. Even in the face of the Lord of the world, he also has the heart of blood splashing five steps, has the ambition to kill the enemy, is not afraid of life and death, and has only righteousness.

Fang Yun and the Xiake still hold the sword at the same time, and put the sword on the left side, but this time they don't pick it forward, but move it up. When the sword tip points directly above, they raise the sword like a mountain, and then cut it hard to the tiger tripod a mile away.

This time, the sword didn't go deep into the ground. Everyone saw that in the process of cutting in the air, the snow cutting sword instantly expanded hundreds of times, just like a crystal casting, with bright light, and split into the falling tiger tripod that had just been hit in the air.

The other five barbarians didn't fight with Fang Yun, but they unconsciously retreated at the moment when they saw the chopping snow sword.

Facing Fang Yun's tiger tripod, the instinct in his heart told him that he would die in this sword, so he roared, and a virtual shadow of the tiger clan's pretty Saint appeared behind him.

Holy phase strike!

"Oh..."

The tiger tripod roared and raised his right fist high. He saw that the man Shengxu shadow behind him also raised his right fist. They fought against the snow cutting sword together.

The giant snow cutting sword flashes like lightning and hits the right fist of the tiger tripod.

Boom!

The sky exploded, and endless light erupted, such as star rain, bright and gorgeous.

When they heard a scream, they saw that the tiger tripod fell down, and its right arm was fried into fine flesh and blood, dyed red and covered with snow.

The Qi, blood, armor and demon evil flame all disappeared around the tiger tripod. Its whole body was attached with crystal cold ice, which made its body extremely slow.

"This is a rare two-phase war poem. It has the sharpness of the sword and the freezing of the ice. The two have no primary and secondary points, but have the same powerful power. Before, the Dragon elephant deliberately didn't move. When the tiger tripod was injured and the blood and demon evil spirit were consumed, it suddenly triggered it." Zhang Qingfeng said happily.

The tiger tripod kept falling down, and a panic color flashed in his eyes, because his body was almost frozen, even landing smoothly became a problem, and he still had a greater threat.

Fang Yun also has a third snow cutting sword.

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