Wuxia: Will the night master, the third Confucian saint is exposed

Chapter 0069 Spring Hunt, Holy Dao War Poem, Shiding Born!!!!

“False Saint?”

Outside the picture, everyone in Kyushu looked at the figure that seemed to be high above the sky, and they were a little surprised for a while.

In Tai’an City, Yuanbenxi was even more amazed.

“Even if a Confucian Saint was born, there would never have been such a powerful vision of heaven and earth!”

“But looking at Fang Yun’s appearance now, it seems that with one hand and one glance, an order, the world will flow with his order!”

“There is still such a existence in the world!”

Zhao Chun, who was beside him, was also a little incomprehensible.

“That’s right, when those Confucian saints were born before, even Zhang Fulang, who ranked fourth, had never attracted such a terrifying vision of heaven and earth, and even vaguely overrode heaven and earth.”

“If it’s just a Confucian saint, how can it have such ability?”

Among the Xiliang Sanwei Bookhouse.

Li Yishan looked at Fang Yun from afar, as if he was surrounded by clouds and smoke, with a chaotic appearance of light and shadow, and thoughtful in his pupils.

After all, he is a Confucian saint himself, even if he ranks last among the Confucian saints, he knows this realm better than anyone else.

In his opinion, Fang Yun’s current appearance was probably beyond the scope of Confucian Saint’s comprehension.

It is more like a Confucian saint who has the power of another system.

Fang Yun deserved to rank third on the list of Confucian saints, and in Li Yishan’s eyes, Fang Yun alone at this time was probably enough to suppress the rest of the Confucian saints on the Kyushu continent without defeat!

Li Yishan’s thoughtful expression naturally fell into Su Yan’s eyes 01.

And Su Yan also saw a little dazed and a certain desire on the former’s face.

So he walked to Li Yishan’s side, gently patted him on the shoulder, and said with a light smile.

“You’re right, the current Fang Yun is indeed not a pure Confucian saint in the sense of Kyushu.”

“After all, the Saint Yuan Continent originally belongs to another world, and the Confucian Saint definition above Kyushu naturally cannot regulate the realm of another world.”

“And at this time, Fang Yun, in addition to overlapping with the Confucian saints above Kyushu in some places, is more about comprehending the will of the Saint Yuan Continent itself.”

“To put it another way, a flower that grows in the south, even if it looks similar to a certain flower in the north, but the soil in which this flower is cultivated is after all different from the north.”

Li Yishan listened to Su Yan’s explanation, and suddenly his originally tightly furrowed brows slowly stretched.

There was a little understanding on the already old face, but it was also mixed with some loneliness.

If it is really according to what Su Yan said, even if Fang Yun at this time is slightly similar to the Confucian saint above Kyushu, it is originally a different system, but there is a slight overlap in the system of the Saint Yuan Continent and Kyushu.

In this way, he Li Yishan wanted to comprehend Fang Yun’s strong strength, so he did not have this opportunity.

I couldn’t help but sigh slightly.

This scene was naturally also seen by Su Yan, he smiled and turned to leave, but seemed to say something leisurely.

“The world’s roads go the same way, but a big river diverges and converges, and finally pours into the river and the sea.”

The voice is ethereal, as if the words came from another world.

This sentence fell into Li Yishan’s ears, and it seemed to be some kind of guidance or awakening, making the latter seem to understand something.

And in the picture, I don’t know how many years have passed.

The pale winter snow in front of you slowly melts and the glacier swells.

Fang Yun stood in front of the small hut, looking at this house that did not know how many years it had carried, the willow trees on the river outside the door were still green and clear, and the rivers were turning.

Yang Yuhuan stood beside him and held the former’s arm with both hands.

She and Fang Yun were already married, but I don’t know why today, Fang Yun suddenly wanted to come back here to take a look.

I saw Fang Yun at this time, and the broken shadow of the small hut reflected in his pupils seemed to be a little stunned, and he smiled after a long time.

“Sister Yuhuan, in two days, you should come here and stay first.”

Yang Yuhuan was stunned, and did not understand what Fang Yun meant for a while, but still nodded slowly.

And Fang Yun also walked into the house at this time, his hands gently brushing over the dusty and tattered furniture.

Yang Yuhuan always felt that something was not quite right when he looked at this scene.

She knew that after three days, Fang Yun would participate in the Spring Hunt with Ten Kingdoms and Eleven.

According to past customs, Chunlie was not a dangerous activity, but why did he look at Fang Yun’s back at this time, and he always felt that the latter had a feeling that he was explaining the aftermath.

But Yang Yuhuan also knew that Fang Yun had always been a person with a deep heart, and even if she asked, she would only be brought by the latter.

I can only secretly lower my head and sigh slightly, and I don’t know when a wisp of fresh breeze blows outside the window, rolling up a fresh and tender peach blossom.

Three days later, countless warriors from the Ten Kingdoms gathered in one place, and the leader was none other than Xun Xu of the Xun family.

Fang Yun looked at the almost smug look on Xun Xu’s face, and he also sneered in his heart.

The Xun family of the Yasheng family sent someone to lead the team, Fang Yun naturally had nothing to say, but the person sent out was Xun Xu, who called himself a marginal figure at that time, it seems that this kid is also a person who likes to play pigs and eat tigers.

But before Xun Xu could give the order to officially start the spring hunt, a young man with a childlike appearance hurriedly ran over, knelt on the ground with his feet limp, and shouted.

“The wasteland is critical! We have received a tip that the demon race and the barbarians have united today to launch an invasion of the Terran border! ”

“How so?!”

Xun Xu’s face suddenly turned pale, and it seemed completely unacceptable.

In the crowd, Fang Yun’s expression became more and more solemn.

Three days ago, when he was practicing the path in the house, he had a feeling of ominousness, a dull pain in his chest.

Ominous!

Seeing that Xun Xu’s position was already chaotic at this time, the crowd of Jin Shi was leaderless.

Also overwhelmed.

Fang Yun sighed and stepped forward and said.

“Tell me what happened.”

The man who came to report seemed to have caught a life-saving straw at this time, and quickly said

“The Lord of the Plague, led the plague corpse soldiers to attack in a big way, and now Chen Bing is on the wasteland!”

“The front line is urgent!”

Off screen.

Although everyone in Kyushu had never seen a real bloody war between the Terrans and the Demon Race, they had guessed in their hearts based on these few words alone.

Among the Xiliang Sanwei Bookhouse.

Xu Xiao was already full of fighting intent, and he wished that he was like Fang Yun, and immediately went to the wasteland to fight with the demon clan.

And the rest of the crowd, this is more swallowed spit, some unnatural tension in the limbs.

Li Yishan and Chen Zhibao glanced around for 4 weeks.

Chen Zhibao sighed slightly: “Compared with the scholars above the Saint Yuan Continent, the scholars in Kyushu are indeed a little weaker in courage. ”

Li Yishan also said: “There is no way around this. After all, Kyushu was born without any combat effectiveness, and only after reaching the Confucian Saint realm did there be a qualitative change. And the scholars on the Saint Yuan Continent are largely equivalent to the soldiers in Kyushu. Compared with the two, at this time, it is natural that the Kyushu scholar is inferior. ”

The two talked about the impending tragic battle between the Terrans and the Demon Race.

But completely ignored the faint pupils flickering of Su Yan on the side.

At this time, the scene in the picture changes.

On the boundless blood-red wasteland, the bits of green that had quietly grown earlier because of Fang Yun’s advancement to the Void Saint had long been destroyed at this time.

Countless corpses piled up into mountains, and gurgling blood gathered into rivers.

On the other side of the wasteland, the Lord of the Plague, who emitted a rancid stench and almost drowned his entire body in darkness, let out a strange laugh, and stepped on the only half of the body of a scholar.

“Terrans? But that’s all! ”

“After today, the huge Saint Yuan Continent will be the place controlled by my Plague Lord!”

He laughed wildly, almost dancing with his hands wildly.

And the countless scholars in front of them, looking at this scene, can only grit their teeth, and have no power to resist.

“Lord of the plague? You’re too arrogant. ”

“The territory of the Terrans is not something that monsters like you can touch!”

Just when the scholars were about to fall into despair, there was a sudden touch in the sky

Ethereal teenage voice.

Turning his head and looking, it was Fang Yun!

I saw Fang Yun stepping on the green lotus, standing proudly above the sky like an immortal, layers of red blood clouds surrounding his body.

There seems to be a golden text 880 flowing in his eyes, outlining an article.

He sneered: “If you want to invade my Terran territory, then try first, can you get out of my Holy Dao War Poem alive!” ”

Then he slowly began to chant.

“As soon as the half-acre square pond is opened, the sky and light and clouds and shadows wander back.”

“Q: Where is the canal as clear as promised? For the source of living water comes. ”

When the words fell, one after another the words seemed to be outlined and inlaid by golden light, permeating with brilliant light.

Behind Fang Yun, under the chaos, there seemed to be an ethereal shadow, like a wide pond!

The square pond suddenly appeared in the world, and the clear blue water in the pond seemed to cleanse the world in an instant.

In the soft sound of water, the blood color that could not be erased no matter how it was shrouded in the wasteland, and the sea of blood flowing from the corpse mountain stacked on the ground, a clear soft light appeared in a trance!

The wasteland that has been soaked in the blood of corpses for thousands of years was actually defiled by Fang Yun at this time!

After that, the clear water well that reflected the streamers still did not stop, and rushed straight towards the plague corpse soldiers!

Fang Yun was still standing high in the sky, witnessing the countless ants below dying in the clear water.

But even so, the demon soldiers are known for their tenacity in life, and it is still difficult to kill with clear water alone, except for the road of Fang Yuan, the Terrans in the rest of the wasteland are still in the downwind.

Sighing slightly, Fang Yun’s body suddenly filled with a holy light.

It was as if countless saints were hovering over the wasteland, chanting poetry aloud.

Everyone was attracted by this scene, as if the wasteland froze for a moment.

Fang Yun said slowly.

“Today I condense my spirit, offer a heavenly sacrifice, and slay you the Lord of the Plague!”

The words that were as sharp as a blade fell, and Fang Yun’s aura around him seemed to gradually solidify from an illusory color!

In the distant weekdays, it seemed to be torn open in an instant, a crack that was difficult to see the edge.

In the midst of the crack, a bronze dome as tall as a mountain slowly fell.

Fang Yun exchanged the whole body for the qi, and the poetry was born!