All the great barbarian kings and the great demon kings killed the eleven great scholars, and more than 2000 demon kings jumped on Fang Yun and the great scholar behind him.

Above the sky, the evil spirit is boiling, the vitality of heaven and earth is raging like a strong wind, and the nearby air seems to turn into boiling water.

Each demon man is covered with Qi and blood armor, and the demon evil is like a flame. Some are surrounded by Qi and blood hurricanes, while the Khan of the big demon king and the big man king is surrounded by thunder and has unparalleled power.

On the other hand, there are only 11 Great Confucians and more than 10 great scholars on the Terran side, plus several star demon barbarian demon kings, which are far from being comparable to each other.

Among the hundreds of great barbarian kings and great demon kings, several heads have strange lights in their eyes, and pure holy power flows under their skin!

All the great Confucians present have at least reached the state of self-cultivation and are extremely sensitive to external dangers.

"Fang Xusheng, withdraw quickly!"

"I'm afraid it's bad, but I can't guess why!"

"Those demons are likely to break the rules of the two races in order to kill you."

"Those big demon kings and big man kings seem to be coming for us, but they are likely to set up a killing array for you!"

Several great Confucians warned Fang Yun at the same time. Later, the great Confucians of the six Asian holy families did not care to cherish the holy page. They immediately raised their pen to write anti enemy poems, turned emptiness into reality through the power of the holy page, and even mobilized the righteousness of heaven and earth to create three war poetry mountains, a war poetry Yangtze River, a war poetry Yellow River and a war poetry sea to block the demon and barbarian kings.

The demon and barbarian kings were ready and joined forces immediately.

More than two thousand demon and barbarian kings joined hands with even more power than the demon emperor. They saw that the sky was like a sea of demons, forming a rolling torrent, and defeated the enemy resistance poetry of the six great Confucianism with the power of destroying the withered and decadent.

The demon emperor wolf in the distance was still seriously fighting with Niushan on the surface, but in fact he was secretly observing Fang Yun.

Fang Yun stands side by side with himself formed by magic fruit.

Magic Fang Yun's talent was so strong that his body seemed unable to bear it. He condensed into a dense fog of talent around him, which made him appear faint.

The magic Fang Yun has almost everything Fang Yun has.

Fang Yun and the magic Fang Yun each hold a great Confucian Wenbao pen. At the same time, they put the pen into the inkstone turtle and dip it in ink. After dipping it in thick ink, they write at the same time.

Two people are like one looking in the mirror, and every detail fits perfectly.

There are also holy pages and holy blood.

However, Fang Yun wrote first, and the phantom did not start.

Fang Yun wrote a brand-new war poem.

Kunwu sword.

At the moment of writing the word "Kun Wu Sword", a powerful force suddenly came down between heaven and earth, just like an invisible hand raising and slowly pressing down. Not only the Terrans stopped attacking, but even more than 2000 demon barbarians slowed down and defended with all their strength.

Only Niushan and wolf were still fighting in the distance.

Ordinary scholars don't know what this power is, but those older scholars and 11 great scholars know what this power is for the first time, and everyone's face shows an incredible look.

"Fang Xusheng is crazy..."

"Isn't this the 'Cang Ming Zheng Qi' that originated the great Confucian war poetry? This power is used to test the poetry. If the poetry has defects, it will be destroyed by Cang Ming Zheng Qi. It will not become a great Confucian war poetry, let alone handed down from generation to generation."

"When any great Confucian initiates the great Confucian war poetry now, he will be very careful. Fang Xusheng is better. He should arouse cangming's righteousness at this time. Once he fails, he will suffer the impact of cangming's righteousness, ranging from concussion in the literary palace to coma!"

"Yes, if you succeed, it doesn't hurt. If you fail, the consequences are too serious!"

"Shall we use bixuedanxin in advance to save the virtual saint?"

"When his poem fails, we will exchange our blood for a larger world of righteousness!"

"Since he dared to write Kunwu sword, he wouldn't call out King Mu of Zhou to form a king's war poem?"

"A great Confucian once commented on the sons of heaven in the Zhou Dynasty. The first is King Wen and the second is King Wu. The third is King Mu of Zhou. King Mu of Zhou has a slight lack of political affairs, but he can be called a generation of hero in opening up and expanding the territory. He has fought in all directions all his life and almost unified Shengyuan Dalu. It is said that King Mu of Zhou has a great appearance and even has contacts with foreign semi saints, which is a lot of legends The son of heaven, it's even more difficult to call him out. "

"Be careful when you write about the son of heaven."

"He is an empty saint. He doesn't need to care about any emperor."

"See how Fang Xusheng writes."

Great Confucianists have a high status and are capable of Lu Shen. Every great Confucianist war poem may lead to the destruction of life. In order to avoid disaster to ordinary people, anyone who wants to make great Confucianist war poems will inevitably lead to the righteousness between heaven and earth. Because the righteousness coming at this time is different from the ordinary righteousness of heaven and earth, it is named cangming righteousness.

After arousing Cang Ming's healthy qi, Fang Yun stopped a little and began to write after brewing for a while.

I have Kunwu sword. Please go to the master's court.

The white rainbow cuts jade, and the purple gas dries the stars at night.

The lotus is moving, and the frost and snow are bright in the box.

Rely on heaven to serve the country and take the male name of the painting land.

After Fang Yun finished writing his first poem, many scholars seemed to see Fang Yun incarnate as an indomitable son of heaven, wearing a yellow robe and holding the sword Kunwu obtained after conquering the enemy country. They wanted to go to the gate where Confucius was located and learn the way of canonization.

When the Kunwu sword is in the scabbard, its body is like snow and its light is like frost. It is extremely bright. Once the long sword is pulled out, there will be a white rainbow with it. It cuts jade like mud and purple gas into the sky to cover the stars.

Holding a long sword, you can soar into the sky like King Mu of Zhou, opening up new territories and expanding land for the country in exchange for a thousand years' name!

Many scholars couldn't help applauding the success of the poem. This poem not only has extraordinary literary grace, but also has a heart for seeking Tao, but also writes out the spirit of Kunwu sword. The white rainbow and purple Qi follow, and the sword spirit covers the sky and the earth. It almost deifies the sword. Finally, it combines the sword with the allusions of King Mu of Zhou, which is the best in the poem.

At the moment when the poem was completed, all the readers had confirmed that the poem had no defects. As long as it was recognized by cangming Zhengqi, it could be promoted to a great Confucian war poem.

However, everyone immediately thought that Fang Yun was only a bachelor, not only the position was not enough, but also the strength was not enough to condense a real great Confucian war poem.

War poetry is flawless and manpower is poor.

Layers of Baoguang appeared on it. Some scholars were disappointed, while some demon barbarians were secretly relieved. Although the first battle poem was strong, it was not handed down. It was bad news for the Terran, but it was great news for the demon barbarian.

People thought the poem would burn immediately, but it was motionless.

"What's going on, isn't it..."

Many great Confucians and scholars are nervous and anxious. This appearance is obviously a precursor to the failure of poetry. Next, once the poetry page shakes and is finally torn rather than burned, it is equal to failure.

"Ha ha ha..."

Not far away, Princess Ao Ming of the West Sea Dragon Palace laughed. Compared with the demon man, she knew the power of the human race better.

"Fang Yun, you fool, is trying to write great Confucian war poems as a great scholar, waiting for the punishment of cangming's righteousness! What are you doing? Hurry!"

All the demons moved in their hearts and were about to rush over when they saw the magic cube writing.

A majestic majestic righteousness rose into the sky.

The demon barbarian kings were shocked and motionless.

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