Saint of the Confucian way

"The giant spirit patrols the sea..."

All the star demons present recognized the power of Fang Yun's sword, which was clearly a terrible talent of the dragon family. In a short time, the power and body increased hundreds of times, and the power was matchless.

It is said that tens of thousands of years ago, a demon Saint killed a young real dragon. The king of the east sea dragon was angry and the holy body came. His holy body was thousands of miles long. After using the giant spirit to patrol the sea, it turned into 150000 miles long, which was huge enough. With one mouth, he swallowed and hanged the demon saint and hundreds of millions of demon barbarians in his territory.

After the East Sea Dragon Saint left, he left a huge pit with a radius of 5000 miles in the demon world, tens of miles deep.

Since then, the demon man has been awakened. In the depths of his memory, the dragon family has inherited the eternal terrorist power.

The demon king Xiong Huan's two hind legs were broken, and his two front legs were cut off by Fang Yun Qi's elbow. There was a three foot long wound on his chest.

The wound has stopped bleeding and is healing at an extremely slow rate, and the two broken front legs are growing at an extremely slow rate.

If the arm is cut off by ordinary power, the demon king can heal the body in one breath.

"What a Fang Xusheng, I despised you for a moment. I didn't do my best, but I caught your way!" Xiong Huan sat down on the ground, his eyes red. He was seriously injured, but he was not afraid.

Xiong Huan is stronger than the new Jin demon king. He is a higher level of God demon king. He can break the hundred mile mountain range and destroy the thousand mile land by using the terrible God attack with the ancestral God idea absorbed between heaven and earth.

However, it takes several months to absorb enough thoughts of the ancestral gods every time the divine phase attack is used. As a last resort, all the great demon kings only use the heavenly phase attack or the holy phase attack.

A mile long dragon ancient sword hung high in the sky, emitting a faint golden light. The heavy snow in the sky was like meeting natural enemies and avoided them one after another.

"That's it, Ben Sheng hurried and didn't do his best!" Fang Yun stood high in the sky with his hands on his back and proudly looked down on Xiong Huan below.

Xiong Huan in front of him couldn't see it, but fox Li and other demon kings behind him could see it clearly. Fang Yun's right hand hidden behind him was gently stretching out and holding it, as if he were moving his muscles and bones.

They immediately realized that Xiong Huan was the demon king after all. Even if he didn't attack with all his strength, the attack of heaven was enough to easily turn a university scholar into meat and mud. Although Fang Yun was strong, he was a great scholar after all. The real dragon ancient sword was connected with Fang Yun's mind and spirit, and suffered the attack of the demon king in the front, resulting in Fang Yun's poor blood and numbness, so he had to move his hands secretly, Avoid problems when using paper weapons next.

As for Fang Yun's failure to do his best, several demon kings thought it was a bluff, hoping to scare Xiong Huan away.

However, these demon kings did not look down on Fang Yun. A great scholar can shake the big demon king equivalent to a great Confucian in a hurry, and has been proud of the world.

Xiong Huan glanced at the motionless dragon ancient sword in the sky, snorted coldly and said: "Don't try your best? That's good! I'm not as good at calculation as your people, but don't forget that I'm a great demon! Although my arms are broken, I finally feel that your real dragon and ancient sword has reached the limit. When you attack me with several swords, the ancient sword will be broken! Without the real dragon and ancient sword, your remaining Wentai and war poetry will be vulnerable! Now The big demon king of the star demon man is entangled by us, and you don't have a helper. No wonder I'm the king! If I kill you, I'm bound to become a hero in the demon world, get the cultivation of all saints, and canonization is in sight! "

With that, Xiong Huan rose up in the air. His two retreats had obviously been twisted into a strange posture. Although his two front legs were still disconnected and not long, his whole body was full of evil spirit and condensed into a hurricane of Qi and blood in an instant.

The dark red hurricane was more than ten feet high and surrounded Xiong Huan. In the next moment, a series of blue thunder appeared in the hurricane.

The hurricane roared, the thunder roared, and Xiong Huan's eyes were red, like a demon king.

Thunder hurricane, the great demon king's Qi and blood surged to the limit, forming a powerful vision, far exceeding the demon evil spirit and Qi and blood armor.

The bodies of several demon kings behind Hu Li trembled slightly. The power of thunder hurricane was too terrible. Once formed, even if the ordinary demon king made every effort to attack, he could not touch Xiong Huan's body, and all external forces would be swallowed up by thunder hurricane.

"Die!" Xiong Huan's two front legs only grow to his ankles and have not yet grown bear paws, but he rushed to Fang Yun with a simple blow with a broken wrist as his fist.

The hurricane thundered and the long wind rolled snow.

The combination of absolute speed, absolute power and absolute killing intention makes a semi holy shadow of Xiong Huan emerge behind him.

After a flash, the semi holy virtual shadow of the bear family exploded, turned into black streamers and integrated into Xiong Huan's body, making Xiong Huan's body expand suddenly.

The broken wrist of Xiong Huan's right front leg contains the power to destroy the sky and earth, just like a dying star.

Holy phase strike.

Behind Fang Yun, a real dragon Wentai appeared.

The Golden Dragon rises in the air, like falling from the sky. Waving its claws, it wants to tear a boundary and pat it on Xiong Huan.

Xiong Huan suddenly opened his eyes, but his eyes were not frightened. Instead, he had a fierce sense of war. He roared and tried his best to influence the Golden Dragon.

The dragon claw breaks the wrist, and the great demon king of Zhenlong Town, Wentai.

"Ow..." the golden dragon was smashed and flew to nine days, with cracks all over his body.

That Xiong Huan was even worse. The whole right front leg collapsed into meat and mud. How it flew over, it fell back to the ground, raised dust and broken snow, and two hind legs touched the ground and disintegrated to pieces.

Although Xiong Huan demon is high, he meets the power of the real dragon!

At the next moment, a gray shadow suddenly swept over the pit hit by Xiong Huan twice.

A blood line flashed, Xiong Huan's huge head soared up, and the blood on his neck flew high and fell gently.

"You..."

The gray shadow disappeared into the snow.

"It's uncle mouse hidden!" Hu Li exclaimed in surprise.

The Golden real dragon, who was blown into the sky, returned to the real dragon Wentai with cracks all over his body, turned into a sculpture, absorbed the vitality of heaven and earth, and slowly repaired his body.

Fang Yun's body shook and a trace of blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

Fang Yun gently brushed the blood from the corners of his lips with his sleeve and breathed a sigh of relief. This was his first formal fight with the big demon king. At present, it seems to be a draw. Without the help of the big demon king, rat Yin, Xiong Huan would either escape or be forced to die with God's attack.

At the level of the great demon king or the great Confucian, every attack contains destructive power. Unless it is attacked with war poetry, the forces connected with the mind, such as lips, guns, tongue and sword, will be shocked.

Fang Yun had two consecutive shocks, and his viscera had cracked.

Fang Yun took out the medicine refined by the medical scholar from the swallowing seashells and sent it to the entrance together with the sacred objects in the ancient land of blood.

"Your Majesty, how are you?" Fox Li flew close and looked at Fang Yun with concern.

"There are some minor injuries. It doesn't hurt. Let's look at the others first." Fang Yun looked at five great scholars such as Xun Pingyang.