Saint of the Confucian way

The world of war, the temple of splitting heaven, the land of dragon power of 9900 miles.

Fang Yun, Lei chongmo and the seven head aquarium demon king honed in the dragon power, and dozens of demon kings looked ahead in a safe place.

These demon kings really don't understand what medicine is sold in Fang Yun's gourd. Their mind can become stronger and stronger after repeated damage and repair, but the problem is that if they spend their time in other aspects, the improvement will be more obvious.

Many dragon geniuses even regard the first ten thousand miles as nothing. They begin to hone themselves after ten thousand or even twenty thousand miles.

The demon king guicong thought over and over again. When chatting with other demon kings, he said that maybe Lord Wen Xinglong had other purposes, but no one cared.

These demon kings occasionally enter the dragon power to sharpen, but their life consumption is too large. They often return after a short time. These demon kings used their Qi and blood to stand in the dragon power for less time than Fang Yun. They were particularly ashamed and admired Fang Yun more.

Some demon kings looked at Lei chongmo. Since Fang Yun came in, Lei chongmo sat there motionless and continued to bear the baptism of Long Wei, which means that Lei chongmo can resist Long Wei here with very little courage and talent, and has reached the standard of the big demon king in terms of spiritual strength.

Lei chongmo has been sitting fifty miles away, while Fang Yun keeps moving forward. After moving forward to a certain distance, he retreats, and so on.

Many demon kings have found that Fang Yun's every move is a little farther than the last one.

Cultivation is the most boring.

Time goes by slowly, and Fang Yun goes farther and farther.

Finally, Fang Yun went 200 feet away from the thunder desert.

Many demon kings secretly marveled. So far, Fang Yun has not used his courage and talent.

Lei chongmo suddenly stood up and looked at Fang Yun. His skin smiled and his flesh didn't smile.

"Fang Xusheng, you have finally come here. Congratulations."

Fang Yun listened but didn't hear. Wearing ragged clothes and robes, he continued to walk slowly forward.

Fang Yun was impacted by the strong wind. Fang Yun lowered his head slightly and bent slightly, like an old man in the wind and snow, moving forward slowly.

Due to the relationship of Long Wei, Fang Yun's upper body shook gently, and there were even blood marks scratched by the afterwaves of Long Wei. However, Fang Yun's steps were extremely steady, step by step, as firm as a rock.

Lei chongmo smiled and said: "You didn't become a great scholar in those years, so I'm inconvenient to ask for advice. Now you've become a great scholar, and you're still a great scholar in Zhijing. I'm glad to see you. I hope Fang Xusheng can compete with me and fulfill his long cherished wish for many years. Life and death in the cracked heaven hall doesn't matter, but you and I are all scholars. If you really want to fight life and death, it will hurt your harmony. I think that's enough."

Fang Yun still bowed his head and walked forward slowly. The soles of his shoes rubbed against the ground, and his clothes and dragon power surged. He was like carrying mountains on his shoulders. He was struggling and ignored the thunder desert.

Between the blue sky and the green grass, they are getting closer and closer.

Lei chongmo smiled and didn't get angry because Fang Yun ignored him. He continued: "if Fang Xusheng doesn't speak, I'll be the default. Then I'll know Fang Xusheng's words first!"

After Lei chongmo finished, he opened his mouth and a shining talent ancient sword flew out. In a flash, he stimulated the power of his real name.

The ancient sword turns into a two headed poisonous Jiao!

Shuangjiao ancient sword!

The blue two headed poison Jiao roared and waved his tail. The dark clouds in the sky condensed. A bright river appeared under him and rushed to Fang Yun with the two headed poison Jiao.

The demon king present was shocked to see the legendary double Jiao ancient sword. Lei chongmo was a famous prodigy of the Lei family before the Jinshi. The Lei family spent a lot of energy on his pregnant sword after he became a Jinshi. Finally, they got a complete double headed poisonous Jiao bone from the Xihai Dragon Palace, which achieved the myth that it is difficult to find an enemy among Lei chongmo's peers.

Some people even say that if Li Wenying and Lei chongmo become famous at the same time, the bleeding ancient sword is likely to be pressed down by the Shuangjiao ancient sword.

The distance between the two sides was nearly two hundred feet. The two headed poisonous Jiao only needed more than one breath to fly, but Fang Yun didn't move until half the distance.

Some demon kings became anxious. Did Fang Yun run out of strength and lose his resistance?

When the two headed poisonous Jiao flew fifty feet in front of Fang Yun, the demon kings and Lei chongmo saw that Fang Yun's drooping right hand suddenly moved slightly, as if it was fanning the wind, and as if the unconscious patient finally woke up without any momentum.

The real dragon and the ancient sword flew out.

The ancient sword turns into a real dragon.

A golden dragon rose into the sky and then dived from a hundred feet high to the two headed poisonous Jiao.

The giant dragon claws snapped, and a golden waterfall fell from the sky, washing the two headed poisonous Jiao to the ground.

The two headed poisonous Jiao spits out the mud and grass in his mouth, roars, expands the green fog around him, rolls quickly, avoids the attack of the ancient sword real dragon, and then spits out the poisonous fog in an attempt to get close to the ancient sword real dragon.

The ancient sword and real dragon silk did not give the two headed poison Jiaos the chance to approach, and firmly occupied a favorable position in the sky, making it difficult for the two headed poison Jiaos to gain an advantage.

At the moment of seeing the golden dragon, all the aquarium demon kings were shocked. They felt the pure dragon breath from the body of the ancient sword real dragon, which made them feel instinctively afraid. This fear was branded in their blood and will never die.

Many demon kings instinctively step back and don't want to be too close to the Golden Dragon.

After a few breaths, all the demon kings saw that the double headed poison Jiao was born decades ahead of schedule. It was old and cunning, and its accumulated strength was even stronger. However, the Golden Dragon obviously suppressed the two headed poison Jiao. No matter how the two headed poison Jiao struggled and tossed, it was crushed by Fang Yun's ancient sword real dragon.

The battle of words and swords has been decided.

However, Lei chongmo doesn't take back the two headed poisonous Jiao.

Guicong shook his head gently. Everyone could see that Lei chongmo was unconvinced, but strong was strong and weak was weak.

"The poisonous dragon is powerful because the bones of the poisonous dragon of the pregnant sword are very strong. Why is the real dragon ancient sword of Wenxing longjue so strong?"

"A few years ago, there was a rumor that Fang Yun formed a powerful real dragon ancient sword because he obtained the real blood of ZuLong. It is normal that this real dragon is stronger than poison Jiao."

"That's right. Don't say a drop of ZuLong's blood. Even if ZuLong breathes out, it's stronger than double headed poisonous Jiaos."

As time went by, Fang Yun continued to move forward slowly, and they were getting closer and closer.

The real dragon and the poisonous dragon fought for nine days, and Fang Yun and Lei chongmo passed by.

The breeze rippled, their hair moved gently, and several strands of white hair in the thunder desert were the most eye-catching.

Fang Yun didn't look at the thunder desert from beginning to end.

Lei chongmo turned slowly and looked at Fang Yun's back.

Lei chongmo, who has been honed in the war world for a long time, has a dark complexion, rough skin and several unclear scars on his face. When he looks at Fang Yun, he looks at the vicissitudes of life without any shame, hatred or hatred. He is like a general looking at the commander-in-chief of the enemy.

Either victory or defeat is vanity.

"Second, I'd like to consult the poem of summoning soldiers."

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