Saint of the Confucian way

Almost everyone was stunned. Fang Yun did his best to kill the imperial army. If there was no Fang Yun, even if they didn't rob the fog butterfly, seven or eight people would be killed. Fang Yun's credit was even better than the sum of other people.

But Liu Zizhi wanted to prevent Fang from getting the fog butterfly.

"Oh?" Fang Yun looked at Liu Zizhi. His eyes were very calm, but in the eyes of others, the calm was a little terrible.

Liu Zizhi's eyes flashed gently, as if he wanted to look at Fang Yun, but he could see Fang Yun's unusually calm eyes, and he couldn't help avoiding them.

Yan Yukong said calmly, "Liu Zizhi, you're good at calculation! If you dare to say when fighting with the demon man, I will kill you. Now you say, I won't do it, but I don't agree!"

Li Fanming said, "the fog butterfly is mainly won by Fang Yun. There is no room for negotiation. We must give it to Fang Yun!"

"Liu Zizhi, be careful in the holy ruins!" sun naiyong clenched his fists. As an external strategist, he couldn't see such a thing.

Liu Zizhi looked shameless and said loudly, "why, what I said is unreasonable? The fog butterfly is a strange thing after all, how can it be treated like a slave? Since Fang Yun is a scholar's example, he should let the fog butterfly choose and let it obey you. What do you say, Fang Yun?"

Everyone looks to Fang Yun.

Fang Yun's mouth curved into a funny arc and said slowly, "it seems that someone has ignored my words again and again. Liu Zizhi, I finally ask you, do you really want to do this? You should understand that the fog butterfly is mine after all."

Fang Yun's voice was resounding. He even exuded the autumn feeling when playing the general's order.

Liu Zizhi's eyes flashed a surprised look, and then said, "Fang Yun, your ambition is semi holy. You are a person who will live forever! Even if this is a holy ruins, I didn't harm you. If you want to kill me, you will bear the stigma of life!"

Fang Yun suddenly lowered his eyes slightly and said slowly, "you have a good point. Let the fog butterfly choose better."

Liu Zizhi had a triumphant smile on his face, and his eyes even showed a trace of disdain, as if he were looking at a foolish corrupt scholar, and then wanted to take something from his Hanhu berry.

Many people were disappointed, and even Niu Shan on Fang Yun's side was a little depressed.

However, Fang Yun pointed to Liu Zizhi.

"Niushan, kill him!"

The demon man led by Niushan rushed to liuzizhi quickly. The distance between the two sides was less than a foot. Liuzizhi didn't even have time to use the protective treasure, so he was split in half by Niushan's axe.

The two bodies fell to both sides, and the brain, internal organs, intestines and blood splashed out.

All the people suddenly realized that Fang Yun let the fog butterfly choose, but the fog butterfly can never choose liuzizhi!

At this moment, all the people have the same idea.

We should know Fang Yun again!

"Well done!" sun naiyong and Li Fanming couldn't help saying.

Liu Zizhi's stunned expression was divided into two. He didn't understand why Fang Yun was so decisive until he died.

At the last moment of his life, Liu Zizhi found that Fang Yun suddenly took out a Jinshi treasure. The voice of the protection war poem "chanting the laurel tree" echoed in the air, and the light and shadow of a translucent laurel tree enveloped Fang Yun, forming a strong protective force.

"You think too highly of yourself. You don't deserve to stigmatize me. You don't even have the courage to target me in the front of the holy ruins unless someone gives you the courage. Right, fierce king?"

Fang Yun did not look at Liu Zizhi's body, but at the spirit beast beside Liu Zizhi. It was not a spirit leopard, but a spirit dog.

From beginning to end, the spirit dog was no different from other spirit beasts, and Fang Yun never even looked more.

The spirit dog shook his body and suddenly turned and ran away. A Jinshi Wenbao came out of his mouth. The power of galloping poetry made it run quickly.

However, Fang Yun changed seven Hanhu shells from Linggu, and there were a lot of Jinshi Wenbao in his hand.

A piece of Paperweight appeared in Fang Yun's hand, and then projected a translucent mountain for a mile. The mountain wall was smooth and straight, standing in front of the fierce king.

"If you don't have a treasure to escape, you'll die here." Fang Yun said.

At this moment, everyone understood that with Liu Zizhi's strength and mind, it was impossible to make trouble after Fang Yun in the holy ruins. He was not a disciple of Xunye's sub holy family, but Liu Zizhi did that. There must be something to rely on. However, they still wondered why Fang Yun could guess that the fierce king's distraction occupied the spirit dog.

Yan Yu said coldly, "if you only aim at Fang Yun, I will only stop you, but you should secretly sow discord. Don't go today!"

Yan Yukong gave the order, and others had to do it, but some were slow and some were fast.

The spirit dog was so frightened that a holy page was spitting out from the drinking River shell. The holy page spontaneously ignited. Suddenly, a mass of white light came out all over his body and was about to turn into light.

"Hum!" a drop of red and purple blood appeared in front of Yan Yukong. The blood condensed into a round blood bead in the air. As soon as the blood drop came out, the people around could not feel the difference, but the demon king not far away was so frightened that his hair stood upright and retreated rapidly. The fog butterfly suddenly fell to the ground and covered his head with pink butterfly wings.

Fang Yun saw that there was a tiny talent ancient sword wrapped in the blood drop. The color of the talent ancient sword was very special. It was neither the white light ancient sword of ordinary Jinshi, nor the bronze color of some Hanlin, nor even Li Wenying's bleeding ancient sword, but a verbal sword with rust on the surface.

This sword absorbs purple blood drops, expands rapidly and cuts the fierce king.

Once the rusty ancient sword was released, the white light around the fierce king was pressed down, and he couldn't escape.

At the same time, the strange wind in the sky became violent, and an invisible and colorless strange wind fell from the sky and blew towards the rusty ancient sword.

However, the rusty ancient sword is too close to the fierce king. It must hit the fierce king before Qifeng comes.

"Half Saint ancient sword, what a decisive half Saint disciple, what a first person in the world! Yan Yukong, this dead enemy has been settled!" while talking, the fierce king showed five purple blood beads in front of him, but his blood beads were far less bright than Yan Yukong, with a faint sense of decadence.

Five drops of blood turned into five big hands and folded together to block Yan Yukong's ancient sword. The white light around the fierce king was so prosperous that he was going to turn light and escape again.

"I didn't like you for a long time!" sun naiyong shouted. A holy page in front of him burned, and a strange force fell on the fierce king. It not only broke the fierce king's white light and the power of fast poetry, but also made the spirit dog's body flash, which hindered the fierce king's distracted control over the spirit dog.

"Asshole!" the fierce king was distracted and couldn't help scolding. He was not the body. Even if he was fully prepared, he faced the best disciples of the strongest families in the world. These people wouldn't take the initiative to kill, but once forced, the cards left by the family must be opened one by one.

The power of other war poems has been killed close, and the body of a mere soul dog is unable to stop it.

With a slight sigh, an ancient book appeared, and the spirit dog vomited a mouthful of black blood. Then the broken white light and the protective power of Jinshi Wenbao reappeared.

The power of those poems fell on the fierce king and was blocked by the power of white light and Jinshi Wenbao.

However, the Mohist mohshan shot early.

A huge mechanism snake broke out from the foot of the fierce king, jumped high, swallowed the spirit dog, and then hanged with a sharp mechanism blade in his body.

"Damn it?" Li Fanming felt a slight pain between his legs. Yan Yukong, sun naiyong and Mo Shan joined hands to deal with it by means of life-saving means, not to mention raising people or Jinshi. Even the Imperial Academy will die.

"When I leave the holy ruins and merge with the noumenon, you will die! This hatred will not be shared!"

Suddenly, the mechanism giant snake burst open, a little white light attached to a jade pendant full of ferocious breath, flew out with a drinking River shell and rushed to the bronze gate.

Fang Yun had to stop, and everyone stopped.

It's a blood jade pendant. It's a rare and powerful means to protect the life of all saints. It's invincible under semi saints. Once you use this blood jade pendant, it means you have all your cards.

Fang Yun showed a faint smile. Since the fierce king even used his blood jade pendant, he finally had the possibility to kill him in the holy ruins!

Yan Yu idled over and said with an apology: "sorry, the holy ruins suppress all too powerful destructive forces to avoid another turbulence in the holy ruins, so there is no way to kill the fierce king."

Fang Yun bowed his hand and said, "thank you for your help. I didn't expect you to use such life-saving means to help me."

Sun naiyong smiled and said, "even if it's not for you, it will also be used for the imperial capital army. Since you help us solve the imperial capital army, we'll help you deal with the fierce king. Han Xin is a semi holy asset and was finally killed. Now their descendants are persecuted by the fierce king. I can't do anything outside the holy ruins. Of course, I have to do my best here!"

Mo Shan said, "the fierce king has been plundering wildly for more than seven years. There are too many means to protect his life, but now he uses the blood jade pendant, which shows that he has only one or two means to protect his life at most. As for Xie, don't use it. If you don't know what the test of the holy ruins is now, it's really in vain."

With that, Moshan looked at Liu Zizhi's body. There was no contempt or regret in her eyes, but the same indifference as looking at dead objects.

Xun Ye trembled slightly and lowered his head in shame.

Han ShouLv and many others nodded yes and looked at Xun ye with regret.

Li Fanming said with a smile, "master Fang, I didn't expect you to be patient all the time, but today you made such a decision and killed people very happy! Liu Zizhi has a private feud with you, but my Terran people work together to prevent the demon man from robbing the king of stars. He killed you well at this time! However, how do you know that the spirit dog is a fierce king, just because Liu Zizhi dared to provoke you?"

Fang Yun said, "Liu Zizhi dares to let the fog butterfly choose because he has something the fog butterfly urgently needs, and the fog butterfly will choose him. However, almost no one knows and can get it except the fierce king. What's more, except the fierce king, Liu Zizhi can't trust others and cooperate with me."

The crowd nodded, and Fang Yun's inference was not bad at all. It was known that among the people who entered the holy ruins, only the fierce king was the only possibility.

"What do fog butterflies need urgently?"

Fang Yun took out a Hanhu shell, which was handed over by Niushan after killing Liu Zizhi. Then he stretched out his hand and produced an amethyst like holy fruit in his hand.