Saint of the Confucian way

After a daze, Lei Jiu and Gu Jiao Hou almost went crazy.

"Fang Yun! Lei Jiu and the Lei family don't share the same fate with you! It's just that you rob me of my dragon Qi. You even rob my ancestral dragon's real blood! It's shameless! It's crazy! It's abandoning benevolence and righteousness! It's..."

Gu Jiao Hou immediately answered with a demon language, "it's better than a pig or a dog!"

The son of pig demon and the son of dog family were very unhappy and squinted at Gu Jiao Hou.

Several people around Fang Yun almost burst into laughter. Fang Yun had robbed Lei Jiu and Gu Jiao Hou of the dragon spirit before. At that time, Gu Jiao Hou was about to start, but the altar was broken and the Bone Demon appeared, which made Fang Yun escape.

Fang Yun held the paper all the time, and the words "really wronged" were particularly dazzling in the eyes of the dragon clan, the demon man and the Dragon demon.

"Fart! Fart your mother!" Lei Jiu, a scholar in the holy courtyard, finally couldn't help scolding.

Fang Yun pointed to his face again and asked these people to take a good look at their expressions. It's really not pretending.

Fang Yun is really helpless. Although ZuLong's real blood is good, he is not a dragon family. He can't stimulate ZuLong's will, and his effectiveness is greatly reduced. Moreover, he will be regarded as a thorn in the eye by the four forces at the same time. No matter how stupid he is, he can't do it.

Fang Yun couldn't figure out what was going on at the moment. He suspected that it was not only imperial poetry, but also strange books and ghosts, and Diluo was also suspected. He even felt that the micro Wenqu star in the star sky of Wengong could not get rid of its relationship.

Lei Jiu and Gu Jiao Hou kept swearing. No matter how others persuaded them, they couldn't stop their anger, and the eyes of Xihai dragon and demon man were also wrong.

Only Ao Huang began to be confused. He didn't know whether he should take away ZuLong's real blood or ignore Fang Yun.

The son of the snake family around Shiwu whispered, "Your Highness Shiwu, it seems that the ancient Jiao marquis will not let Fang Yun go. What should we do?"

The lion said wildly, "ZuLong's real blood is ZuLong's thing after all. Even if Fang Yun can't stimulate ZuLong's will, when he gets out of the Dragon platform, he will have another killer mace! This thing can be given to anyone, but not Fang Yun!"

"Then..."

The lion suddenly raised his head and roared, and his mane stood up, showing the majesty of the king of beasts.

"Gu Jiao Hou, I'll stop Ao Huang. Can you lead the Dragon demon and the other demons to kill Fang Yun?" said the lion.

Gu jiaohou had fallen into madness. Without hesitation, he shouted, "OK! If you don't kill Fang Yun, I won't die in peace!"

The lion looked back at the man in black.

The masked man nodded his head as if everything were under control.

The lion looked at Fang Yun with a smile on his mouth and pity in his eyes, as if he were looking at a poor worm.

"It's my honor to see the first day of the human race fall in front of me!" Shifu turned to Ao Huang and said, "Ao Huang! They all say you can beat me, so today I'll let you see my power!"

With that, the Golden Lion recklessly mobilized all his strength to rush to Ao Huang.

The other dragon families knew Ao Huang's temper and all retreated.

In addition to the two dragon Shuai of the East China Sea Dragon Palace, the other dragon families watched silently and did not help. After all, the real blood of ZuLong was transported by Fang, and the final result is uncertain.

Lei Jiu kept retreating, suppressing his anger and said, "Fang Yun! Now the demon man wants to kill you. As a human race, I can't fight with you! But when I get out of the Dragon platform, I must fight with you for life and death! Avenge the Dragon Qi and the real blood of ZuLong! Don't die!"

Fang Yun didn't even look at Lei Jiu. He stared at the slowly coming ancient jiaohou and the Dragon demon and demon man coalition led by him.

Zongji and Sima he left with Lei Jiu, but the other Jinshi of the holy courtyard stood firmly in front of Fang Yun and blocked Fang Yun.

Kong Detian said slowly, "gentlemen, I didn't expect that we avoided the Dragon Saint corpse gas, but we still faced such a dangerous situation. However, Fang Yun is not only our literary friends and comrades in arms, but also the future of the Terran in the future! If you don't protect Fang Yun, you won't protect the Terran!"

"Brother Kong, we don't need to say much. We know!" sun Renbing said, turning out a military book from his hand.

Seven Jinshi in white stood in front of Fang Yun, forming a human wall, and looked fearlessly at the demon man and the Dragon demon alliance.

On the other hand, the lion went all out, as strong as Ao Huang, and could not beat him back in a short time.

"Keng..."

A clear and passionate sword sound suddenly sounded from Fang Yun's literary palace.

"Yes!" Kong Detian nodded gently, but like others, there was no joy on his face, and the demons didn't care.

A person's words can't reverse the war, let alone the words just bred.

In their view, the sword of words has just been bred, and its power is not only limited, but Fang Yun's talent must have been exhausted, and it is impossible to leave any strength.

No matter how strong Fang Yun is, he is just a slightly stronger Jinshi, that's all.

"Fang Yun, you're dead today!" Gu jiaohou suddenly accelerated.

However, Fang Yun suddenly began to recite poetry. What he recited was not war poetry or anything else, but Kaifeng poetry after pregnant sword poetry.

Although the importance of Kaifeng poetry is not as important as pregnant sword poetry, it is also extremely key. The better Kaifeng poetry is, the more powerful the sword can reach the limit as soon as possible. If Kaifeng poetry is not good, the sword needs to grow naturally for a long time to reach the limit of Jinshi level.

"Sharpen a sword in ten years..."

Fang Yun uttered the first sentence. Countless translucent sword Qi appeared out of thin air, swept over the Jinshi in front of him and flew to the enemy.

This sword spirit not only contains the power of tongue and tongue and Kaifeng poetry, but also the power of Zang Feng poetry written by Fang Yun for himself.

Although these swords have many Qi, they are not powerful. They are only at the level of fighting poetry.

But this is just the beginning!

Only one sentence appeared in Kaifeng's poem!

Many scholars in the holy academy understand the meaning of this more than other nationalities.

Lei Jiu suddenly shouted: "Fang Yun's first sword will have unparalleled power. You must not underestimate it! You must regard Fang Yun as a human genius Hanlin!"

"Oh..."

Gu jiaohou immediately spit out real dragon inflammation. In addition to anger, there is a trace of disdain in his eyes. It absorbs the fragments of semi holy dragon beads and has real real dragon power in an hour. These people can't stop it at all.

The blazing red flame rushed like a huge wave, and everyone took out protective Hanlin treasure to stop it.

However, the ancient jiaohou is a demon Hou, which is equivalent to the human Imperial Academy. It also has a temporary real dragon blood, which is so strong that it can't be measured. All the protective war poems dissipate immediately after touching the Dragon inflammation.

"Frost blade has not been tried." Fang Yun recited the second sentence.

Gu jiaohou's speed is too fast. If he is allowed to rush forward, Fang Yun can't finish reciting Kaifeng poetry.

Kaifeng poetry can only be read orally, and can not be too fast or too slow, which will affect the Kaifeng effect.

Kong Detian stretched out his hand to point at Gu jiaohou, and his body sent out a strange smell. Then a huge translucent virtual image of the old man appeared behind him.

Not only the Terrans present, but also the demons and Dragons recognized the tall, slightly dark old man with a protruding forehead.

Confucius.

Kong Detian inspired the will of Kong Sheng on the throne of the king.

"I know the spring and autumn, welcome the cold and heat, send wind and frost. The destiny is mine, and you are against it!"

As soon as Kong Detian pointed out, he saw that everything within ten feet in front of him became slow. Whether it was the Long Yan of the ancient jiaohou or the words and swords of other Jinshi, it was as slow as a snail.