The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 1033 Please do it for me...

Grand Scholar Guo could not write such powerful speeding war poems continuously. He handed the holy page to Fang Yun and found that there seemed to be a faint shadow deep in Fang Yun's eyes.

"Sad?" Grand Scholar Guo's expression softened. His old face was obviously full of fatigue, but he tried his best to hide it in order to comfort Fang Yun.

Fang Yun nodded.

"Very unwilling?"

Fang Yun nodded.

"Do you think our sacrifice for righteousness is a big sacrifice?" Grand Scholar Guo asked.

Fang Yun nodded again.

"Wrong, absolutely wrong! The most we can do is die, but you are not only responsible for our death, but also the rise and fall of the human race! We are just doing what we can. For the people of Shengyuan Continent, we are going backwards. But for you, we are just moving forward. You are walking where no one can step. You are carrying the highest mission of the human race. You are the one who is going against the human race. There may even be a day when the saints of the human race fall one by one, and you will have to face the demonic saints alone. We will die, and you too! , but if you die here, no one will be able to block the entire human race from behind!"

A flash of water flashed in Fang Yun's eyes, and then quickly disappeared.

"It's easy to sacrifice one's life for righteousness, but it's not easy to survive." After finishing speaking, Grand Scholar Guo took out the holy page with his hands covered with age spots and started writing a quick war poem again.

The holy page burned, and the "Crane Song" emitted a large amount of white light, and finally formed a one-foot-long war poem crane, which landed next to Fang Yun.

"Go." Academician Guo handed a cultural treasure pen to Peng Zaizhao. He looked at Fang Yun with a kind smile, just like an old man looking at his children and grandchildren.

"I..." Fang Yun felt that his throat was blocked and could not speak. He could only sit on the War Poetry Crane silently.

Peng Zouzhao and Kong Mingji each took out a bachelor's literary pen selected from the Holy Academy's cultural treasure house, and also released the war poem crane and rode on it.

Grand Scholar Guo turned around and walked backwards.

Three war-poetry cranes flew rapidly in the sky. Fang Yun turned around and shouted: "Mr. Guo, if you have anything to say, if I can go back, I will bring it to your family."

After a moment of silence, Academician Guo spoke with spring thunder: "Have a few more babies, and then follow Fang Xusheng into the demon world and kill his mother!"

Xianhe and Pingbu Qingyun walked in the opposite direction and instantly distanced themselves. In Fang Yun's ears, the sound of Grand Scholar Guo using the Blue Blood Pill Heart gradually faded.

"Where my body is, where my righteousness resides, my blood turns into green..."

Amid the violent roaring and brilliant brilliance from behind, three cranes carried three people and flew forward at high speed.

This time, it took a full quarter of an hour for the demon kings to catch up.

Fang Yun and the other three looked back and saw that the formation of the demon kings was completely in disarray, and their number had dropped to forty-three. The remaining demon kings were either killed in battle, or were seriously injured and unable to catch up.

The arrogant queen bee demon king has disappeared. Several of the bird demon kings who are good at flying have been killed by the previous great bachelors. The remaining corpse demon barbarian kings are all scarred, and the injuries caused by Haoran's righteousness have made They cannot recover within a short period of time.

There are still fourteen normal demon kings and barbarian kings, and most of them are covered with wounds. Among them, the demon kings of the three-headed ancestral god clan shoulder the heaviest pursuit mission, so they have the most wounds. However, the Ancestral God clan is very powerful, and there are many wounds. However, relatively speaking, the injuries are lighter than those of other demon kings and barbarian kings.

Only Zhenhai Dragon King soars into the clouds and rides the mist, which is the most relaxing.

At this moment, most of the demon kings and barbarian kings had blood-red eyes. They were dominated by vigorous fighting instincts and ran, jumped, or flew with all their strength.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! There are only two Hanlins left, which is far easier than killing a bachelor!"

"Quick! Hurry up! The end of the canyon is ahead, we must not let them pass!"

"No! If they keep this speed, they are likely to enter the Three Valleys battlefield! We must not let them enter!"

"Those corpse monster barbarian kings were too seriously injured, too slow!"

"Then leave them alone. The fourteen of us are alive and charging!"

"But... some of them are only slightly faster than the Corpse Demon Barbarian King."

"No, if you are so slow, they may rush into the Sangu battlefield first!"

"Dragon King Zhenhai, why don't you take action! Fang Yun's life is at your fingertips, why don't you take action?" Demon King Hulan yelled.

Zhenhai Dragon King sneered: "Why, that kitten who gave up in front of me back then dares to give orders?"

The expressions of Hu Lan and the demon kings changed, and they realized that although Zhenhai Dragon King had disappeared over the years and cooperated with demon barbarians when he first appeared, and no longer showed any evil intentions, it did not mean that he was an easy-to-talk Dragon King.

"Lord Ao Cang, only you can turn the tide. If His Majesty the Dragon Saint of the West Sea sees you killing Fang Yun, he will be extremely pleased and may even let you become the Dragon King of the West Sea in advance!"

The Dragon King of Zhenhai said lazily as he flew: "You are really stupid. No wonder you are scolded by the human race and dare not talk back. He is the Wenxing Dragon Lord! Even if I am a real dragon, killing the Dragon Lord is a felony. If I really do it Yeah, that damn old man from Donghai Dragon Saint will definitely find an opportunity to kill me! So, I can watch him die, but I will never do it at this time until he becomes a bachelor."

The Dragon King of Zhenhai looked at these demon kings and barbarian kings with undisguised contempt. Except for the demon king Min Le who was very far behind, all the demon kings present were defeated in his eyes, and they were the kind of vulnerable ones. His defeated generals are not worth caring about at all.

If the stakes weren't so high this time, just based on Hu Lan's words, Zhenhai Dragon King would kill him directly!

Many demon kings and barbarian kings looked at each other, remembering the evil name of Zhenhai Dragon King, no one dared to persuade or request anymore. They were not demon kings, and they could not master the way into the Ten Thousand Deaths Mountain to make the real dragon bow its head.

Hu Lan's heart is full of strong hatred. If he kills Fang Yun this time, he will receive key training from the Tiger God clan and even the entire demon world. Those divine objects that he can't even think of, and those secrets that he can't even touch. You can use the land at will, and your future achievements will definitely exceed those of Zhenhai Dragon King.

But now, the Dragon King of Zhenhai could easily help him, but he didn't take action, causing that opportunity to disappear.

Hu Lan looked at the other two demon kings of the Ancestral God clan and said: "Lang Po! Snake Hu! A huge opportunity is before us. If we lose it, not only will we get nothing, but we will not only be punished, but we will also become members of the clan." The laughing stock! The human race can use the Blue Blood Pill Heart, and we can also exchange life for strength! Do you dare to kill Fang Yun with me? There is nothing to be afraid of!"

The eyes of Lang Po and She Hu exploded with fierce light.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

The three-headed demon king suddenly looked up to the sky and roared, emitting dark black mist from his body, and then his body formed a huge suction force, not only sucking the mist into his body, but also the virtual image of the ancestor god behind them.

The surrounding demon kings quickly retreated.

Even Zhenhai Dragon King frowned slightly.

"Ouch..."

The bodies of the three-headed demon kings suddenly swelled, and bulging tendons and blood vessels appeared on their bodies. Powerful energy and blood flowed through their bodies. Then their lips and teeth opened, and their hair grew rapidly, like fierce gods. generally.

"boom……"

The three-headed demon king suddenly accelerated, running and jumping at more than twice the speed of sound, far faster than the Grand Bachelor's Pingbu Qingyun and War Poetry Crane.

On the ground behind them, a series of spider web-like cracks in the earth were left.

The three-headed demon king is getting closer and closer to the three war poetry cranes.

On top of the crane, Peng Zuzhao and Kong Mingji looked at each other and nodded slightly.

Peng Zuzhao controlled his sleeves with talent, rolled up the literary pen left by the great scholar Guo, looked at Fang Yun, and said: "The Three Valleys Lienzhan is left to you. As the great scholar Guo said before he died, the burden on your shoulders is The mission is heavier than ours! We can die, but you can’t!”

Fang Yun looked at Peng Zuozhao, the number one Hanlin of the human race, and his empty sleeves, his eyes filled with grief and anger.

Peng Zuozhao said slowly: "That day, Mr. Qiu Chongshan asked who was still there, and you answered 'I am still here.' So, I hope you will do what you said. In fact, three years ago, I learned about the three valleys battle. Importance, as the selected Hanlin, Grand Scholar Guo told me that the chance of surviving the Three Valleys Battle is very slim, and it can even be said that I will die. "

Peng Zhaozhao took a deep breath and continued: "I am not afraid of dying in Sangu, nor do I have any resentment. I even think it is an honor and recognition. It's just... I'm not willing to give in! Nan Sheng promised me that as long as If I become a bachelor, I can rebuild my arms! Bachelor! I have never held paper or a brush. I can only feel the paper and brush with my shoulders, teeth, and feet, but I have never touched them with my hands! I am not afraid of sacrifice, but I am not willing to do so! ! I haven’t touched anything!”

Fang Yun's eyes filled with tears, and he gritted his teeth to prevent the tears from flowing out. He wanted to say that he would stop the demon barbarian, but his reason told him that he could not do that.

Peng Zuozhao's eyes were filled with tears, and he said: "But, I know that I am a human race, I am Peng Zouzhao, and I am the number one Hanlin! I must use everything I have to protect this human race! Even if I am unwilling, I will I have to protect it with my own life. Fortunately, fortunately, a man named Fang Yun appeared. His poems became the rule of the country, his lyrics became popular all over the world, he created war poems one after another, and he suppressed the demons and barbarians in the holy ruins! , eradicating the plague in the hunting grounds, the Shui people in Ning'an Town, and even Wen Cheng Jingsheng, fighting against divine punishment! I read stories about you in "Wen Bao", and read your poems and articles in "Holy Dao". , one day, I suddenly felt willing, and I was really willing to come to Sangu Lienzhan! Because I know that no matter what happens to me in the future, there will be a person named Fang Yun who can do it better!"

Fang Yun looked at Peng Zuozhao, his eyes blurred by tears.

Peng Zuzhao released "The Song of the Crane" in Wenbao's pen for Fang Yun, then lowered his head, looked at the empty sleeves, then looked up at Fang Yun, and said: "I have no arms, so I am more beautiful than everyone else." Cherish this world; I can’t embrace it, so I want to protect this world more than anyone else! Fang Xusheng, please stay alive, because you can protect the human race better than me!”

The war poem crane under Peng Zaizhao suddenly turned around and faced the demon king.

"Please touch the future of the human race for me!" Where Peng Zouzhao flew by, something crystal clear shone.

Tears slowly slid down Fang Yun's face.

Two war-poetry cranes rushed towards the three-headed demon king. The human aura on one of the war-poetry cranes suddenly surged, and he was promoted from Hanlin to a bachelor.

"Where my body is, where my righteousness resides, my blood turns into green..."

Fang Yun was on top of the War Poetry Crane, listening to the rumbling sound behind him, and his tears flowed down like a river bursting its banks.

"I want to live!"

"Must live!"

"If I die, their sacrifices will be in vain!"

"I, Fang Yun, swear that I will kill all the demons today and slaughter all the saints in the demon world! One day, I will cut off the blood of their tribes and come to Sangu to pay homage to you!"

"I want to live!"

"Only by living well can we kill all those beasts! No one can stop us!"

"I will..."

"Kill you all!"

Fang Yun's hateful voice tore through the sky and broke through the clouds.

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