Saint of the Confucian way

As soon as the scholars heard this, they were speechless. All the scholars in the world were counted, and only Fang Yun dared to speak like that.

Whether it is Chunyang Xinglin or Jujing Quanxiang, when dealing with other demons and barbarians, the level of power is barely equivalent to excellent Hanlin war poetry, but for the separation of the Lord of the plague, it is equivalent to a great Confucianism!

Five wonderful medical books and two great Confucianism can form a joint force of medical and Taoist forces. The plague has no ability to fight back, so it can only explode and die together.

However, Ji Shouyu suddenly said, "Fang Xusheng, be careful! The Lord of the plague has countless parts. He died too simply."

Fang Yun frowned slightly and said, "the power of just now is not enough to kill his part?"

"Absolutely enough. After all, his body is just pregnant and extremely fragile. What he has is the power of plague, not the body formed in less than three days. His body of plague must have been killed by you. After all, the five wonderful medical books are too strong. Finally, the power of self explosion can be seen that it is definitely the body of plague. If there is no empty building ship, we will all die! However, it is famous for its cunning, and it must still exist There is a backhand. "

Fang Yun nodded and his eyes flashed, as if he had figured out something.

"You must not be careless. I... can't help. I just vaguely feel that the crisis hasn't disappeared. I don't know where the crisis is. The power of the plague Lord suppresses my talent." Ji Shouyu is very helpless. Like other Jinshi, his skin turns green and severe lesions occur in his body. He can only wait for the end of spring hunting to find the saints for help.

"I can't help either." Zhang Zilong whispered. The light of his medical books is extremely dim, far worse than Fang Yun.

Fang Yun said, "I just made a medical book. I'm not good enough to help you. But... I'll give those demons to me."

"However, what if the plague Lord has a backhand and another part lurks in the tens of thousands of demon barbarians?"

"Then take more effort."

Fang Yun looked firm and walked towards the demon man.

More than 300 Jinshi sat or lay on the ground, looking at Fang Yun's back.

"I always feel bad," one whispered.

"Crow's mouth! Don't forget that the hunting ground is heavily guarded. It's rare for the plague Lord to conceive one split. How can he conceive multiple split bodies?"

"I hope I think more."

"Zilong, your medical sage family has the deepest understanding of the Lord of plague. What do you think?"

Zhang Zilong said bitterly: "The plague master's plague power, unreal power and holy body are extremely powerful, among which the plague power is the strongest. The ancestor Zhang shengzhongjing suppressed his plague power, so naturally he has a slight advantage. But his unreal power and holy body are also very strong, so the ancestor can't kill him. The plague master is very cunning, and I agree with brother Shou Yu that he must hide his power elsewhere."

"Where will he lurk?"

"I don't know." Zhang Zilong shook his head gently.

"I hope Fang Xusheng is safe. I believe he can kill tens of thousands of demon barbarians. After all, he kills more in the sky tree, but if the plague Lord has a second hand, the situation is not optimistic. I want to help him, but... There is nothing I can do."

"Fortunately, there are empty building ships, Chunyang Xinglin and Jujing Quanxiang. Otherwise, we would have died long ago."

"Half of the mountain was blown down. It's lucky to survive. Next, I'll listen to my fate."

More than three hundred Jinshi stopped talking and looked at Fang Yun silently.

Fang Yun walked slowly forward and observed the demon man in front. At first, he didn't find anything, but when the two sides were five miles away, Fang Yun suddenly coughed.

Fang Yun lowered his head, clenched his left hand and put it on his lips. He coughed gently, but a slight undetectable radian appeared in the corners of his mouth.

When the two sides were three miles away, the demon man charged.

The demon man team is very strong. There are five demon princes and three hundred demon handsome. The other 10000 are all demon generals!

The gold inlaid military flag appeared on the heads of these people. It belonged to the private army of the plague Lord, and the military flag was stronger.

Fang Yun stopped, placed himself between the apricot forest and orange trees, put down the breast baffle as usual and began to write war poems.

"White horse" and "white horse hero" turn into two powerful generals standing on their sides, while "sword chant" forms a powerful hidden edge to wrap the real dragon ancient sword in the gall.

Subsequently, Fang Yun wrote a dream of wind and rain, and fog butterflies kept spitting strange wind and weak water, calling out a total of 3000 cold ice cavalry.

At this time, the demon man was close. Fang Yun wrote the sword calling poem "Dragon Sword poem" in accordance with the rules. At the moment when the poem was completed, Fang Yun spit out his lips and tongue, forming two real dragon ancient swords to kill the demon general in front.

Three thousand cold ice cavalry rushed to the demon army and killed with two real dragon ancient swords.

Both of the two real dragon ancient swords have talent. The sound of the sword is dragon scale, which firmly protects the sword body.

The demon in front will be vulnerable to the real dragon ancient sword, including the demon handsome, but the demon Marquis definitely has the ability to hurt the real dragon ancient sword!

The five demon princes stood together and far away. Once Fang Yun's real dragon ancient sword flew over, the five demon princes must be able to fight back the real dragon ancient sword together.

Fang Yun didn't want to risk his real dragon and ancient sword at all. First, he made a tentative attack on tens of thousands of demon and barbarian generals. He found that the strength of 3000 ice iron cavalry was slightly insufficient, and didn't hesitate to point at the front.

"Ten thousand stars are brilliant, I am the king; ten thousand demons fight fiercely, I am the ancestor!"

In the palace of literature, the star position of the king broke out.

A giant ape appeared behind Fang Yun.

It was like a reversal of time and space in the sky. The lead cloud disappeared within a thousand miles and turned into a starry sky. The starlight poured down like a waterfall.

Fang Yun is in the starlight, just like the king of light and the Lord of the stars. His majesty is inviolable.

The power of demon ancestral star, demonization!

All the ice iron cavalry have become more robust demon families. Their strength has comprehensively surpassed the demon handsome and reached the level of demon marquis. Although they have no power of Qi and blood and demon evil, they have weak water and strange wind to make up for the lack of power origin.

The three thousand demon Marquis cavalry completely showed a crushing trend. If they entered the uninhabited territory in the demon barbarian army, they killed all the demon generals and killed all the demon handsome in less than half an hour. The subsequent five demon Marquis had to fight to death and were beaten to death.

More than 300 Jinshi cheered, Fang Yun was relieved, and the power of the king's star position dissipated.

Fang Yun leaned on the apricot tree and gently wiped his sweat. The star position of Jun was strong and had a great burden on his body.

Suddenly, a cold laughter sounded.

"Stupid slave, I'm afraid I've lost to you if it was only my saint's design, but the killing of the hunting ground was planned by Bing Mansheng himself. Will my saint leave behind? Ha ha, no matter how treacherous you mortal saints are, I can't imagine that my saint will be promoted to the great saint, and my strength will be higher than before! After my plague power revived the day before yesterday, I have long hidden a trace from all demon barbarians The unreal power is hidden in the mountains and turned into an unreal body. It accumulates power like the plague body! Although the plague body is dead, the unreal body is still there! "

All Jinshi were stunned, because this was not spoken by ordinary people, but communicated like saints and turned into a strange divine idea. It was obviously a long paragraph, but people heard it in an instant.

"Oh." Fang Yun readily agreed.