Saint of the Confucian way

"Since only Fang Xusheng's art of war can deceive them, please command Fang Xusheng." Pang Chaosheng said.

Peng zozhao frowned slightly and said, "it's good for Fang Xusheng to have a heart of benevolence and righteousness, but... It's too kind of women to save us with the body of Xusheng. I don't think much of his command. I suggest brother pang to plan a battle."

The other several Hanlin's faces showed helpless color.

Pang Chaosheng said, "brother Peng, you don't have to say. Fang Xusheng's understanding of his power is far above me. Since he uses his art of war, he will command it."

Peng zozhao lowered his head and said nothing. The empty sleeves on both sides were blown by the breeze and swayed gently.

Fang Yun didn't care what Peng zuozhao said, but also felt the courage around him. He found no omissions and said: "You have a little understanding of my military tactics. You should focus on the two tactics of 'hiding from the world and crossing the sea' and 'secretly crossing the Chencang'. That snake Wu is the Holy Son demon Marquis and the snake family. He will see through my hiding from the world and crossing the sea. Once he sees through, he will make up his mind, pretend not to know, and then attack suddenly. I don't underestimate the mind of the demon family, but I know very well whether they have a sneak attack To achieve the ability of evacuation, for them, there is no danger of death and the benefit of killing us. They are bound to do so! Later... "

Not long ago, Pang Chaosheng dipped his hand in ink and wrote the Zhuang Xing poem Chang Zheng, which made everyone's body stronger, and then wrote other war poems, which made everyone excited and had a layer of armor on his body.

Everyone either writes or recites the Dragon Sword poem, so that they have an imitation sword in their bravery.

When Pang Chaosheng wrote war poems, Fang Yun was not idle. He wrote a Tibetan Feng poem "sword chant" for everyone.

With the blessing of the power of the sword chant, Peng zozhao's eyes became brighter. He condensed his voice with talent and said, "with this sword chant and the sword calling poem, I can easily resist the three Saint son demons!"

Fang Yun nodded. Peng zozhao benefited the most from the emergence of "sword chant" and "Dragon Sword poem". He can be called an invincible hand in the imperial forest. Even among the restricted heavenly trees, he can fight one against three. If he goes out of the heavenly tree, he may win the battle with the descendants of the ancestral God!

There are very few scholars who can defeat the descendants of the ancestors of the same rank, and there are no more than ten in each generation.

Not long ago, everyone used their own galloping war poems, and Peng zozhao also used the art of war to "act vigorously" and speed up running.

Those demon princes were stunned at first, and then stood in place for more than a dozen breaths. All the demon princes looked at the son of shewu. The son of shewu didn't speak. It seemed that he didn't say anything, and I didn't know whether it was transmitting blood in the dark.

Soon, fourteen demon princes chased the six scholars in front of them, and each demon family became more excited. Qi and blood armor, evil Qi protection and ancestral spirit were formed one after another.

However, when they pursued to the place where Fang Yun and others had stayed, they suddenly turned around and did not chase the people in front, but made every effort to rush to an empty place.

Four of them did not hesitate to use the most powerful power of heaven, while the other ten Royal demon princes directly mobilized the power of all ancestral spirits to give a blow.

The combined strike of fourteen demon princes has exceeded the power of ordinary demon kings!

This joint strike is enough to destroy the city!

The power of concealing the world was torn apart by the power of terror. Six people such as Fang Yun were exposed in the originally empty place!

The six men slapped themselves on the chest at the same time. Six imitation swords wrapped in blood flew out of their mouths and gathered together.

"Bixuedanxin!"

"Mourning and burying the sword!"

Six people together, at the cost of consuming ten years of life, launched a mournful funeral sword!

At the same time, the Kongjia Hanlin stretched out his hand and a huge virtual image of Kongsheng appeared behind him.

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

The power of the saint's astral position! Whether six flying imitation swords or fourteen demon princes, they seem to be wrapped by a transparent water flow, and their movements become extremely slow.

There is a difference between the time velocity and the place where Fang Yun and others are located.

The six imitation swords have entered the stage of burying swords, emitting dazzling light.

The power of fourteen demon princes also poured out with all their strength, which could not be recovered in a short time.

The six people looked at each other and recited the protection war poem Liangzhou CI * Yumen pass at the same time!

Six small jade gates are arranged in an arc, like fourteen demon princes half surrounded in front.

Then, Fang Yun turned over the book of war in front of his chest, and the art of war crossed the Chencang secretly!

The six people were moved three hundred feet away from the front by the power of secretly crossing the Chencang, and then instinctively looked back.

"Boom..."

See there burst out gorgeous dazzling brilliance.

Six mourning burial swords containing the power of blue blood and Dan heart, and 14 demon princes fought with all their strength to officially collide!

Hit the ground like a star!

Like a big day breaking the sky!

Small mushroom clouds appeared above the light.

Fourteen demon princes screamed in unison, and the two royal demon princes with the weakest protection force died on the spot. Eight Royal demon princes had deficiencies in many parts of their body, while the four demon princes reacted very quickly. At the last moment, they not only tried their best to protect themselves, but also went backwards. They were blown away very far, their blood and flesh were blurred and blackened.

However, this did not end. The six jade gates were completely impacted and exploded at the same time.

This defensive war poem has a characteristic. When it is broken, it will form a big explosion. This explosion not only has its own strength, but also contains the strength of the attacking party. It not only has the ability of defense, but also has a certain ability of counterattack.

Yumen pass formed a second attack.

The whole six jade gates burst open at the same time. The power of this time was no less than that of the demon Hou Tianxiang.

"Boom..."

Among the eight surviving Royal demon princes, four failed to withstand the second attack and died completely, and four fainted and had no power to fight again.

Because the four demons Hou Shengzi ran fast, the second attack did not completely fall on them, but also made them spit blood. They were shocked back and were closer to Fang Yun and other six people.

Six people, including the shock wave formed by the big bang and Fang Yun three hundred feet away, combined their bravery to form a strong protective force to resist the shock wave.

In the protective power of bravery, six people wrote the same war poetry.

"... in the white blade, in the world of killing..."

The writing speed of the six scholars has different order, but they are all excited at the same time. They see that the six people leave six bloody virtual shadows in place, instantly spanning a distance of 100 feet, and appear near the four Saint son demon Hou.

Six people opened their mouths together, and the light of six lips, guns and swords of different colors sprayed out.

The real dragon ancient sword and the disaster ancient sword each attacked a seriously injured Saint son demon Hou, while the other four ancient swords jointly attacked one, and only one of the most seriously injured bear demon Hou was not attacked.

Even if the four Saint son demon Hou seemed to have just rushed out of the fire scene, even if many internal organs were visible and his body was dilapidated, but the power of Qi and blood was still there. He immediately used magic to resist six swords, and struggled to stand up and prepare to escape.

As long as the power of Qi and blood is, there is a chance to escape!

At the same time, Fang Yun used one heart and two purposes to write a dream of wind and rain.

Shi Cheng, a strange voice sounded, and the three realms called Xu Sheng!

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