Confucian and Taoist scholar

Kuangtian took the initiative and planned to use the power of the magic weapon to suppress Du Ning before he wrote the battle poem, so as to gain an absolute advantage.

This time the attack is no longer a test, but an all-out effort to kill Du Ning in one go.

If Du Ning cannot be killed, we must do our best to severely injure him.

Even just injuring Du Ning was enough to give Kuangtian an absolute advantage in an instant.

Masters compete with each other, compete to be first, compete to be superior, compete to win!

The seven giant swords turned into sword light and slashed out, making bursts of sound as they attacked Duning from different angles and directions at the same time.

Many scholars were extremely nervous instantly, because no matter who they were, they would be unable to withstand attacks from all directions at the same time.

If there are no other cultural treasures to defend oneself, the power of an ancient sword of talent is almost not enough to compete.

Some people looked at this scene with great expectation, hoping to see Du Ning being overwhelmed by the Rakshasa tribe's magic weapon and being killed by it. Then, they would be able to cheer in their hearts.

Ke Hongchen's eyes were almost crazy. He was now suspected of being a traitor. If he couldn't witness Du Ning's death with his own eyes, then everything he was carrying would be meaningless.

In the eyes of the Rakshasa people, Du Ning will definitely not be able to withstand this wave of attacks from the Seven-Star Sword.

Once Du Ning is unable to resist, he will be killed on the spot by Kuangtian's magic weapon.

Many Rakshasa people are smiling.

The moment the Seven Stars Sword launched its attack, Du Ning's Kunlun Ancient Sword exuded a majestic pressure.

"Winter!"

A strong literary power and the momentum of the Kunlun ancient sword surged in all directions.

The Seven-Star Connected Sword actually stagnated in mid-air, and was blocked by the Kunlun Ancient Sword and the power of Wen Dan from the Three Realms. Its momentum was greatly reduced, and its speed also slowed down a lot.

"No! He actually used a strange force to block the offensive of my magic weapon. Could it be the literary courage of a scholar?"

Kuangtian's heart skipped a beat, and an inexplicable sense of fear arose spontaneously.

"It is true that my Kunlun Ancient Sword cannot defeat one against seven, but the power of us scholars to turn the imaginary into reality can make up for this shortcoming. I have read many famous biographies of ancient swords, and today I will use this "Ancient Sword"

Summon the sword to kill you, the genius of the Rakshasa tribe!"

As Du Ning spoke, he held a dragon beard pen in his right hand, dipped in real dragon blood ink, and wrote war poems on white paper.

"Don't you see, Kunwu's iron smelting is flying into flames and smoke, and the red light and purple energy are all impressive. After several years of hard work, I forged a sword named Longquan."

Du Ning wrote very quickly, writing so many words almost instantly.

Waves of talent jumped out of the paper, forming a shadow of a sword, with red light and purple aura emanating from it.

All the readers looked at the white paper written by Du Ning, and their expressions changed with surprise.

"He is writing about Longquan Sword! That is a very famous ancient sword!"

"The shadow of the sword must be the Longquan Sword. This is a new type of war poem that the human race has never seen before. Du Ning seems to be summoning the power of the Longquan Sword with his war poem!"

"It seems that the war poem has not been finished yet, otherwise it cannot be just the shadow of Longquan Sword."

While everyone was shocked, Du Ning lit the inkstone with his long-whisker pen and continued writing calmly.

"The color of Longquan is like frost and snow, and the good workers sighed and marveled at it.

The glazed jade box sprouts lotus flowers, and the engraved golden rings reflect the bright moon."

In the next breath, after the red light and purple energy were restrained, the shadow of the Longquan Sword quickly solidified, becoming silvery white like snow, with lotus flowers blooming, and the golden ring on the hilt seemed to be plated and dyed with the brilliance of the sun and the moon.

Exquisite workmanship!

"Good! Du Ning is really talented in writing and vividly depicts the image of Longquan Sword!"

"Many books about Longquan Sword have described the power of Longquan Sword, but Du Ning was the first scholar to summon Longquan Sword with war poems!"

"Du Ning created a new type of war poem about power and made another great contribution to the human race!"

Many readers are extremely excited. Every time the human race writes a war poem, it will have more power to fight against the alien race.

For readers, the more war poems, the better.

The Ke family and the Kong family were stunned on the spot, unable to believe that Du Ning had such a method. Even the Longquan Sword could be summoned with the help of the power of the war poem. Even if it is not the Longquan Sword itself, it is still very powerful.

Du Ning's face was calm, and his eyes shone with a different kind of light.

Gently wave the dragon's whisker pen before entering the inkstone, speed up your speed, and complete the following poems in one go.

"It's a time when there is no trouble in the world, so I'm lucky enough to be able to protect myself from the gentlemen.

The light is dark green snake color, and the articles are green turtle scales.

Not only have I been friends with knight-errants, but I have also been close to heroes.

He Yan was abandoned on the middle road and drifted to the edge of the ancient prison.

Even though it is buried in dust and useless, it can still soar to the sky every night."

After three breaths, complete this new type of war poem.

The momentum of the Longquan Sword surged, causing the Seven-Star Sword to tremble slightly, as if out of fear of the power of the Longquan Sword, and its own power was weakened by three points!

The treasure has a spirit!

Kong Chengrui's eyes darkened, and he began to regret that he shouldn't have let Du Ning play the third game, so that he wouldn't have forced Du Ning to make more achievements.

"Cut!"

Du Ning spat out one word, and the Longquan Sword actually split into seven, facing the seven giant swords from different directions.

Turn defense into offense!

"Something is wrong!"

Kuangtian turned pale with fright, but now he could only bite the bullet.

"Warning!"

The seven-star linked sword was attacked by seven Longquan swords almost at the same time. After hearing several "kacha kacha" sounds, the seven giant swords broke.

"Okay!"

Tian Feipeng and Fu Yue shouted excitedly, the power of the Longquan Sword is too strong. Once the human scholars master this kind of war poem, it will be like another Wen Gong ancient sword out of thin air.

This kind of war poetry power is really useful to the human race.

"Impossible! This seven-star connected sword is a powerful magic weapon given to Lord Kuangtian by Lord Dongtianshan. How could it be broken by one blow?"

"Absurd! It's just a war poem, how can it have such terrifying power? This is simply the most ridiculous thing in the world!"

"How can a mere human race scholar have such power? Could it be that he is a great scholar in disguise?"

"No! If he is really a bachelor, he will never be able to enter the Three Realms Mountains. Moreover, the Three Realms Mountains have just begun. It is impossible for an Hanlin to be promoted in such a short time, let alone appear in this place!"

"It's over! Lord Kuangtian is going to be in danger!"

There was a commotion among the Rakshasa people.

Kuangtian's eyes were even more splitting, unable to accept that the treasure given to him by his master was destroyed by the power of a war poem.

"Du Ning, I, Kuangtian, can't spare you!" Kuangtian shouted filial piety.

"You should still worry about your own situation!"

Du Ning looked at Kuang Tian indifferently, as if looking at a dying person.

Kunlun's ancient sword broke through the air and struck out, killing Kuangtian.

At the same time, the seven Longquan Swords converged on the Kunlun Ancient Sword, and their power actually merged together, directly doubling the power of the Kunlun Ancient Sword!

Dragon beard pens and true dragon blood ingots can double the power of war poems, and this effect can also be applied to scholars' ancient swords.

At this moment, Kuang Tian finally felt fear in his heart and suddenly changed his color.

But he was not willing to sit still and wait for death. He raised his hand gently and took out a shield, which turned into a shield as big as ten feet and blocked it in front of him.

"Du Ning, you can't kill me! I am a disciple of Dongtian Mountain. If you dare to kill me, my master will not let you go!"

Kuangtian yelled, he was a genius of the Rakshasa tribe after all, and it was already a great shame and humiliation to be forced into this position by a human race scholar. Now that he was facing life-threatening danger, the fear in his heart made him almost lose his mind.

"Lord Kuangtian!"

Many Rakshasa tribesmen were eager to rush forward to help.

"Don't make mistakes, don't forget that this is a bet you made an oath on!"

Xuan Longhe hurriedly reminded him, which instantly made the other Rakshasa people calm down a lot. Then he remembered that the two tribes had already vowed to fight in a duel. Once they broke the rules, even if they saved Kuang Tian, ​​Kuang Tian would still suffer the backlash of their oath.

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Moreover, the scholars of the human race will not let them take action, and will intercept them as soon as possible. When the two sides go to war, the Rakshasa tribe will pay a more painful price due to low morale.

Therefore, in a sense, there is almost no difference between saving Kuangtian or not.

It's just that the Rakshasa tribe never expected that there would be a scholar among the human race who could force Kuangtian to do this, and the other person was just a young Jinshi.

"If I encounter Dongtian Mountain, I will destroy your master together." Du Ning is not afraid of Kuangtian's threat.

"Boom!"

The ancient Kunlun sword struck the shield, directly splitting it into two pieces.

"No!"

Kuang Tiantong shrank slightly, and saw the sharp edge of the Kunlun Ancient Sword passing by his eyes, and then he felt as if his sight space was divided into two halves from the middle by the light.

From the perspective of onlookers, it was the Kunlun Ancient Sword that split Kuangtian's body from top to bottom in the middle, and his whole face showed a very frightened expression, as well as disbelief.

"Thump thump!"

The two halves of the body fell into the water and became food for the dragon water tree.

Kuangtian died in battle!

Many people stared blankly at this scene. Such a talented person from the Rakshasa tribe was killed by Du Ning in three strikes. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, no one would believe it.

"Okay! Du Ning killed Kuang Tian and shocked the Rakshasa clan. Du Ning is mighty!" Tian Feipeng said loudly.

"Duning is mighty! Duning is mighty!"

Many scholars shouted in unison to celebrate Duning's victory.

This shows that the human race is stronger than the Rakshasa race.

Only the Ke family and the Kong family had slightly unnatural expressions, but they had no choice but to shout along.

"Damn it! Why can't even such a talented Rakshasa clan as Kuangtian kill Du Ning?" Zheng Pingsong's eyes flashed with fierce anger.

Ke Hongchen was so angry that his chest heaved violently, and his heart was filled with huge waves. He had to show a calm expression, and his fingers trembled slightly.

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