Saint of the Confucian way

Terran scholars look at Fang Yun, and their eyes are full of helplessness.

Zhang poyue frowned slightly and didn't speak after all.

Liu Hong asked in a low voice, "Fang Xusheng, the South China Sea Dragon Palace has completely banned the xinghuohuntianjian?"

"Well, I can't use it now. I need some time to lift the ban. However, from now on, this xinghuohuntianjian has nothing to do with Nanhai dragon palace." Fang Yun's eyes are like stars in late winter.

Liu Hong nodded.

Zhang he asked in a low voice, "can you use the sky mirror?"

Fang Yun shook his head and said, "the projection power of the sky viewing mirror is limited. I won't use it unless I have no choice. What's more, since both Xihai Dragon Palace and Nanhai Dragon Palace have come, Beihai Dragon Palace has been prepared. They should have found a way to restrain themselves these days. They may even wait for me to use the sky viewing mirror projection in the dark."

The crowd moved on.

"Faster!" Zhang Po Yue roared.

Everyone was holding his breath, biting his teeth, holding his fist and running with all his strength.

The carriages pulling the mechanism accelerated again.

At this time, Zhao Jingkong opened his eyes. Countless visions appeared in his eyes and dissipated immediately.

"Fang Xusheng, you lead the others to break through, and Zhao blocked them for a while." Zhao Jingkong said.

Fang Yun shook his head and said, "thank you for your kindness, uncle Zhao. You want to protect millions of sergeants. What's more, I still have spare power."

Zhao Jingkong looked at Fang Yun and said nothing more. The other scholars sighed softly.

In the rear, there are nearly 50 Great barbarian kings and one barbarian emperor.

A figure came from the rear.

"You can't escape!"

When they looked back, they saw that the whole army of the barbarians stopped. The barbarian emperor wolf yuan held up a half man high black iron furnace in his hand. The fire was not strong, only a little came out of the furnace mouth, and the ground below the wolf yuan was melting slowly.

The chill of "white snow song to the barbarian emperor" was completely dispelled.

Then, he saw that langyuan suddenly threw the incinerator, and then bowed his head a little.

Boom!

The incinerator grew larger in the wind and suddenly expanded to a height of 100 feet. Like a crater, you can see that a large fire rushed into the sky, expanded into a huge fire umbrella at a very high place, and then fell like rain.

A drop of fire rain was no more than the size of peanuts, but the moment it landed, it immediately turned into a sea of fire.

A hundred feet high flame burns brightly, turning the earth into scorched earth and distorting the sky.

In an instant, three hundred miles turned into a sea of fire. The front, left and right sides of the Terran were blocked by flames, such as in the mountains composed of flames.

Only the rear has no flame.

There are 100000 barbarians.

Zhang broke Yue's feet and turned to face the demon man.

"Fang Xusheng, a veteran of the three sides, has rescued us. Next, we should look back at Fang Xusheng with the blood of barbarians and send him back to the south!"

Zhang Chuanyue stands on the cloud with his head held high, like a mountain in the sea of fire, fearless and fearless.

A literary platform rises from behind Zhang poyue. On the square platform, there is a great wall. It is only about Zhang Xu long, but it seems to stretch hundreds of thousands of miles in my eyes.

The Great Wall Wentai is the strongest defensive Wentai of strategists.

In order to resist the barbarians, Zhang poyue gave up all his preferences and used all his strength to defend his country.

Seeing the Great Wall Wentai, Zhang poyue's old subordinates were not happy. Their temperament and holy way should reflect each other.

Like Yi Zhishi, he gave up almost everything for the holy way. Even the war poetry and other forces mainly attacked by scholars were regarded as minor details by him. He devoted himself to studying all holy classics. Coupled with his excellent talent, the road of holy way was far smoother than others.

Zhang Chuanyue, on the contrary, is a man without taboos. He likes to do whatever he wants. He should attack a powerful Wentai for the sake of the holy way, but for the sake of the country, his subordinates and soldiers, he chose the opposite way to know the world.

Zhang broke Yue's path.

Cast the great wall and guard the robe!

In the crash of armor and weapons, countless soldiers turned around.

Their faces were resolute and fearless.

In the flames, he faced the barbarians and turned his back to Ning'an.

"Fang Xusheng, please return to the south. These barbarians will give it to us." Liu Hongfei came to Zhang poyue.

"The powerful mechanisms in the city are all on the carriage, and we can hold on for a long time!" Zhang he's voice was full of confidence, and he saw a workshop platform behind him.

White thin lines flew out of the workshop and connected every mechanism in the army.

Thousands of mechanisms are like arms and fingers.

The flame still burns, as if it would never go out.

Water can conquer fire, but there is not a drop of water within a thousand miles.

Fang Yun's eyes drooped and seemed desperate.

"Ha ha... Fang Yun, if you bind your arms and kneel down to beg for mercy, the emperor can let the rest of the Terrans go!" langyuan's voice came out from afar.

100000 barbarians, speed up.

A completely unequal war is about to break out.

Ao Xuan looked proudly at the Terrans in the fire, with a vicious look on her face.

Fang Yun opened his eyes and looked at the barbarians.

"The whole army is ready to go to Ning'an at full speed."

When Fang Yun finished, the pen, ink, paper and inkstone in front of him flew out of the swallowing seashells again.

"This..."

The crowd looked at Fang Yun in disbelief. It seemed that Fang Yun also wanted to write poems to stop the barbarians.

Different from other war poems, the greatest function of enemy resistance poems is to obstruct the enemy. Even if other forces are added, it is difficult to give full play to its due power. The advantage is that as long as the poems are good and talented, they can form a strong blocking force.

However, the power of anti enemy poetry itself is very weak. It can play a real role only after it obtains the power to turn emptiness into reality.

This also means that few people practice the enemy resistance poetry to a very high level. Only the author can create it himself to give full play to its strongest power, and the previous white snow song to the barbarian emperor is useless even if it is used.

The holy page spread out in front of Fang Yun, and a drop of Holy Blood flew out.

The sick fog butterfly flew out.

Behind Fang Yun, there are six cultural platforms: Wanmin cultural platform, Zhenlong cultural platform, Xuehai cultural platform, poison attack cultural platform, zhensin cultural platform and blood mang cultural platform.

Six literary platforms are arranged in a row above the sky, suppressing heaven and earth like six giant mountains.

The eyes of millions of people are full of incredible surprise. The higher the literary position, the more surprised it is.

Zhao Jingkong, a great Confucian, stared at each literary platform with wide eyes and felt the different forces of the six literary platforms.

The ordinary barbarians on the opposite side did not know the strength of Wentai, but those barbarians with high demon status were all frightened and saw a great increase in killing opportunities.

"We must kill him! If he is canonized, my barbarians will never have peace!" langyuan made up his mind.

Ao Xuan looked at Fang Yun in surprise and fear. Fortunately, she was not stupid enough to attack Fang Yun. Once the realm was weakened to the Dragon King by Wenxing longjue, even if she had the body of the big dragon king, she might not be able to benefit from the six kinds of literary platforms.

Suddenly, a strong wind swept through, and the powerful flames outside the incinerator were blown erratically. At this moment, it was like a candle that could be extinguished at any time.

A blue dragon head of 100 feet appeared behind Fang Yun.

The Dragon Saint star position shows the power of the Dragon Saint Ao Yu in the East China Sea.

All the barbarians trembled, and AO Xuan humbly bowed her head.

The tap did not move, but everyone felt that he had scanned the whole audience and mastered all the secrets between heaven and earth.

"Play tricks and attack!"

The wolf held high the golden axe and issued the final order.

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