Saint of the Confucian way

A large number of demon Shuai and demons who can magic will rush forward, while those demon soldiers will continue to stay in place.

Fang Yun stood still, looked at Nie Xiaoqian's tongue and said, "Xiaoqian, I can't save you today, but when I escape here and save Suzhen, I will take someone back to kill and swear to destroy the tree demon!"

"Fang Lang, leave me alone. I... I'm dead..."

"Bitch!" the tree demon grandma's roots beat harder, and Nie Xiaoqian's body became even darker.

In the 100 foot wide Canyon, the trunk of the tree demon grandmother stands tall and upright, and Nie Xiaoqian may wither at any time like the leaves in the wind.

The roots within the hundred feet of the tree demon grandma continued to fluctuate, churning in the soil, waiting for the opportunity to move.

A hundred feet away, Fang Yun pressed down his anger, looked at the demon commander who rushed over and said slowly, "draw the bow!"

They continued to bend their bows and shoot arrows, and still received the enhancement of Fang Yun's strong bow poetry. More than 50 bows and arrows just flew into the air, and hundreds of tree roots sprang out of the ground, like Python Flying into the sky, mercilessly smashing all the arrows.

The roots ignited small flames, quickly retracted into the soil and extinguished the flames.

Seeing that Fang Yun's attack failed, the demon man began to launch magic.

"Retreat!" Fang Yun immediately led people back.

The magic of those demon generals is just plain, because the two sides are far away, and their magic even dissipates halfway, but the magic of those demon handsome is no small matter.

A colorful snake demon raised his head and opened his mouth. Two green venoms spewed out of his fangs and flew in mid air to form a large dark green cloud, which quickly turned into green poisonous fog snakes.

"Roar..." when a tiger demon commander roared, he saw thousands of blue wind knives condensing in the air, then skimming the poisonous fog and carrying poisonous fog snakes to attack Fang Yun and others like hail.

Many people's scalp is numb. This wind knife flies very fast and has a large number. It also carries poisonous fog. There is no way to stop it. Turn around and run away.

Fang Yun took it easy, reached over and took out a Jinshi protection paper and Guishu Paperweight from Yinjiang shell.

See a translucent giant tree, light and shadow envelop everyone, all wind knives and poisonous fog snakes are blocked out.

Fang Yun wrote the arrow in the stone. A huge arrow with thick arms flew directly to a demon general, but just flew within a hundred feet of the tree demon grandmother, three tree roots rushed out of the ground and easily stopped the huge arrow.

Those people stopped and were disappointed to see this scene. They used scholars and poems to play a role in front of ordinary demon Shuai, not to mention powerful demon Shuai such as tree demon grandma.

Those demons standing on the tree roots laughed and shouted abuse, but they never went out of the tree demon grandma's hundred feet away.

Fang Yun and others were far away from the tree root area, and the demons would no longer attack.

Yan Chixia said, "you don't need to test. Grandma Shuyao's roots are impeccable. Even my tongue and tongue can't touch its body. Moreover, grandma Shuyao's roots will continue as long as she doesn't die. I tried to kill her roots continuously. After a quarter of an hour, most of my talent will be consumed, but her strength will not be reduced."

"Brother Yan, do you have a good plan?" Fang Yun used his courage to isolate the inside and outside while talking.

Yan Chixia shook her head and said: "I have thought about fire attack, but not to mention that her roots can pump all the flames, and the flame of ordinary fire oil can't ignite her at all. Your strong bow poem contains slight star power, which can be easily extinguished by her, not to mention others. As long as the sword can attack her tree, any Jinshi can kill her. The problem is that any Jinshi's sword will be blocked by its roots Live. To kill the tree demon, you must destroy its roots. At least three Hanlin must attack continuously to suppress the roots, and then another Jinshi can kill it. "

Fang Yun said, "you can't kill the tree demon grandma. Is there any way to kill these handsome demon generals?"

Yan Chixia said proudly, "although my lips and tongue can't fly close to the tree demon grandma within 50 feet, between 50 feet and 100 feet, her tree roots have nothing to do with me. Otherwise, how could I cut the tree roots for a quarter of an hour that day?"

Fang Yun nodded, took out a spare Jinshi Wen Bao 'weidashan pen holder' from his hand, handed it to Yan Chixia and said: "If the demons and monsters gather around grandma, I'm ready to attack for many days. Now grandma divides troops to attack, and the demons and monsters are not around her, which is the best opportunity. Next, we will cooperate with you to attack the demons and monsters. As long as you kill more than half, or they want to return within 50 feet, I will launch the last attack."

"When will this pen holder be used?" asked Yan Chixia.

Fangyun Road: "Granny tree demon's strongest strength is not the roots, but her branches. However, once she uses it, her life and strength will be greatly reduced. With granny tree demon's power, she will launch the tree demon family's" WanMu withering glory "to kill me before I launch the last attack. I need you to use this Wenbao pen holder to stop the attack. Jinshi Wenbao needs too much talent. I'm afraid if I use it myself You don't have enough talent to take the last blow. "

Yan Chixia's eyes moved and said softly, "I see! You always have the heart to kill the tree demon grandma, then I understand! These demons give me the demon handsome!"

Yan Chixia's mouth was full of words, and the white light was slightly cold, which scared the handsome demons to shrink their necks involuntarily.

"Draw the bow!" Fang Yun commanded the people to shoot again. With his strong bow poem, the distance of arrows flying is equal to that of demon Shuai's magic, but the magic consumes too much blood, and the arrows are endless.

Yan Chixia's tongue and tongue followed the rocket to attack the demon man.

Dozens of tree roots flew out of the ground, half to intercept Yan Chixia's swords and half to intercept those arrows.

Yan Chixia's swords are as flexible as fish in the water. She tosses and moves in thick tree roots, or retreats or enters, or dodges or hides.

Fang Yun observed carefully and learned how to control the sword. He has seen Li Wenying's bleeding ancient sword. He has always been indomitable. Either you die or I die. He will never make a detour. Yan Chixia's tongue is flexible and small. It seems that she has been practicing hard to deal with the tree root of tree demon grandma.

The tree demon grandma was so angry that she had to reduce the beating of Nie Xiaoqian's roots to intercept Yan Chixia's words.

"Whoosh..."

Yan Chixia's talented ancient sword bypassed a tree root by a minute, went straight to the chest of a horse general, and twisted through the body gently.

With a bang, Ma man blew his chest open, and his head and shoulders fell to the ground. A tree root rolled up Ma man's body, dragged it into the soil and disappeared.

Fang Yun nodded. Yan Chixia was right. As long as she was not within 50 feet of the tree demon grandmother, the flexibility of those tree roots was limited, there was nothing he could do.

Fang Yun continued to command the people to shoot and share the pressure of Yan Chixia.

Not long after, Yan Chixia seized the opportunity to kill a demon handsome, but the demons did not retreat and still attacked.

Fang Yun and Yan Chixia were on guard, and no one died.

A quarter of an hour later, Yan Chixia's clothes were wet with sweat. All the people who drew the bow felt their arms weak, and more than 20 people were recovering from injuries in the rear.

Yan Chixia's sword suddenly slowed down and was hit by the tree root.

The people were shocked. Yan Chixia's words and swords had reached the end of a powerful crossbow. After all, the battle needed a lot of talent and energy. It seems that the trip is coming to an end.

However, with the strength of being pulled away by the roots, the sword suddenly accelerated and passed a wolf demon handsome.

The huge wolf head fell to the ground and splashed with blood.

The crowd breathed a long sigh of relief. It turned out that Yan Chixia calculated the angle of the tree root and deliberately tried to kill the demon.

"Withdraw within forty feet!" Granny tree demon shouted angrily.

The demons retreated quickly.

On the pallet in front of Fang Yun, there is a page of light gold paper.

Holy pages.

The tree demon grandma immediately screamed, "rush up! Rush out and kill him! All the demons rush out!"

At the same time, all the branches of the tree demon grandmother began to shrink, and the loose tree crown tended to condense into a cone.

Fang Yun lifted the demon pen to write.

"The volcano is just beginning to appear. It suddenly flies to the east of the state."

As soon as the calligraphy was written, the sound power appeared, and there was a huge roar on the holy page, like the roar of hundreds of millions of beasts, or like a mountain lining up the earth and rising slowly.

"The red flame burns the clouds, and the inflammatory atmosphere evaporates into the air. The earth cracks and the red pulp flows, and the Yan moves hundreds of miles. I don't know why the Yin and Yang charcoal burns here alone..."

On the holy page, there was a huge roar from the volcano, and all the vitality between heaven and earth seemed to condense on the paper of the holy page.

A small piece of paper seems to be pregnant with a fire dragon. Once the fire dragon breaks its shell, it will burn the world.

The poem was not finished, but a hot breath emanated from the page of the poem, and people nearby kept away.

Yan Chixia looked up at the vitality around her. She was inexplicably surprised. The vitality of this poem was stronger than that of ordinary Jinshi war poems. It is reasonable to say that a person can't do it even if he exhausted his talents.

"Kill him! Kill him!" after the tree demon grandmother shouted, she saw that the branches of the crown above her head were spirally entangled, and finally formed a huge spear, which was as high as twenty floors.

The leaves that make up the spear are withering at a speed visible to the naked eye. The tree demon grandma's tree roots suddenly went crazy and trapped one demon man after another. However, in the blink of an eye, they bound all the demon men. One tree root stabbed into the demon man's body and absorbed their blood.

The giant spear composed of branches separated from the tree demon grandma, shook gently and stabbed Fang Yun straight.

"Cut!" Yan Chixia roared and rushed to the huge spear.

Spear and sword strike.

The giant spear is still there, and the sword is broken.

Yan Chixia vomited a mouthful of blood and held the pen holder of the towering mountain with her last strength. She saw the virtual shadow of a towering mountain suddenly appear, enveloping Fang Yun and everyone.

"Boom..."

The giant spear hit the towering mountain, the mountain shadow shook, and the giant spear shed colorful leaves and became more withered and yellow.

"Boom..."

The mountain shadow cracks, and a large number of branches constituting the giant spear fall.

After the poem was completed, Fang Yun wrote "Jing Huo".

Holy pages burn, turning emptiness into reality.

A real small volcano appeared between Fang Yun and the tree demon grandmother.