The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 1698 Surrounded by monsters

Within a few dozen breaths, Hushan collapsed into rocks, and all the demon clan died.

Fang Yun solved the battle with only words.

The four Qingguo bachelors headed by Chai Zhi originally wanted to seize Fang Yun's military glory, but they are still fifteen miles away from Fang Yun.

Four flat blue clouds stopped in mid-air, and the four bachelors had the word "frustration" written all over their faces, completely unable to accept this fact.

"The Golden Tent Barbarian King summoned the power of the ancient bloodline and used the Holy Sign to strike. In the end, it just knocked away Fang Yun's verbal sword. Even if the Great Confucian's verbal sword was hit by the Golden Tent Demon King's Holy Sign, something would inevitably happen. Cracks, Wen Dan is injured! Look at Fang Yun, it will not be affected at all."

"Could it be said that after receiving the seven dragon marks on his True Dragon Ancient Sword, he not only gained the talent of the Dragon Clan Giant Spirit to patrol the sea, but also gained other talents? This is absolutely impossible!"

"Have you noticed that the dragon patterns on Fang Yun's sword are golden, as if they were made of gold, while the dragon patterns on all our clan's swords are only translucent gold."

"This is not surprising. He has obtained the true blood of the ancestral dragon. The ancient sword of the true dragon is somewhat special and ordinary. Whether it is translucent or opaque, the power of the dragon pattern will not make much difference."

"Then...how do you explain that his True Dragon Ancient Sword can withstand the full blow of the Silver Tent Demon King? Moreover, it is the Bear Demon King. As you all know, the power of the bear is still higher than that of the liger."

"This..." Chai Zhi was speechless, looking at Fang Yun from a distance with a complicated expression.

The human race's swords and swords are very strange, extremely sharp, but also very fragile. Only after being promoted to semi-saints and having the holy way as the foundation, can their swords and swords be truly as strong as mountains.

Fang Yun didn't even look at Chai Zhi and the other two, he adjusted his direction slightly and flew down a mountain.

Chai Zhi smiled coldly and said: "I thought he was a cautious person, but I didn't expect him to be a reckless and arrogant person. We just faced off with the Silver Tent Bear Demon King, and now even if it is not damaged, it will definitely be difficult to fight again. He He is actually preparing to conquer the next mountain. After all, he is too arrogant.”

"Only because he is arrogant will he wait for a chance for me! Let's go, if you can't kill the Demon King of Hushan, then go straight to the Demon King of Wuji Mountain! Give him the hard-to-gnaw Golden Tent Wolf Demon King. Let's deal with the other three wolf demon kings. Those three demon kings are all holy demon kings, and their strength is ordinary. With the help of a great scholar's treasure, the four of us can kill one quickly, and then slowly deal with the other two!"

"Let's go! This battle is about the face of the Xuanwu Army and the face of the Qing Kingdom. We must not lose to Fang Yun! The glory of the Qing Kingdom people is engraved on Mo Yao Mountain, and the handwriting of the Jing Kingdom people has never been left!"

"kill!"

The four bachelors not only did not feel timid, but became more courageous with each setback.

Five flat blue clouds flew straight towards Wuji Mountain.

The battle just now alarmed the demons and barbarians in a thousand-mile radius. The demon kings from all over Qingtian Peak watched helplessly as the thousand-foot-high Hushan Mountain was split into two halves with a sword and then collapsed.

Some demon kings ran away because only a great Confucian or a great demon king could destroy a thousand-foot-high mountain so easily. Regardless of whether the comer was a great demon king or a great scholar, since he attacked the demon kings in Hushan, the demon kings in other places would not be able to gain favor.

However, all the demon kings soon received the news that the person using the sword turned out to be Fang Yun.

A few demon kings ran faster after hearing Fang Yun's name, but most of them stopped, standing on the top of the mountain, hanging in the air, or stepping on the top of the tree, looking at Fang Yun with greed in their eyes. color.

Fang Yun is currently at the top of the hunting list of great scholars in the demon world!

Even if Zhang Longxiang killed ten thousand kings and ended the Battle of Bi Shen by himself, he would only rank second on the list of great scholars killed.

As early as many years ago, these demon kings had thought of countless ways to kill Fang Yun in exchange for huge rewards and the opportunity to become a saint, but none of the demon kings could do it.

Now, the opportunity has come.

After killing Fang Yun, rush to the rift between the two realms as soon as possible, avoid the attacks of the human saints, and then you can successfully return to the demon world and receive the huge reward from the demon world's saints.

Countless holy blood relics, countless beautiful female demons, countless cultivation resources... will all belong to him.

The eyes of many demon kings were red, and their instincts controlled their minds, completely giving up on measurement.

Within a radius of thousands of miles, the demonic aura soared into the sky.

However, the few escaped ape demon kings, monkey demon kings or rat demon kings remained unmoved, their eyes were clear, and they kept moving away.

Along the way, demon kings kept laughing at them.

"Disgraced the demon clan!" A bear demon king roared.

"Get out of here right away! You're a bunch of rats!"

"What a bunch of cowards."

Amidst the insults, the demon kings who escaped did not care at all, and at the same time they continued to communicate with each other through sound transmission.

"This group of trash, they are the ones who have disgraced the Demon Clan, they have nothing to do with us!"

"These idiots don't even think about it. Who is Fang Xusheng? The Holy Court will naturally step up protection. If they kill him, all the demons and barbarians present will be slaughtered. Instead of dying with them, it is better to fly farther. Maybe when we look back next time, this place will have become a ruins of mountains.”

"Although my information is lagging behind, I also know that he killed Lei Chongmo, the previous head of the Lei family, and then used a strange literary platform to suppress the Dongting Jiao King. Now he comes to Mo Yao Mountain alone, so he must be here to cause trouble. Those fools are eager to see Even if you look at it, you still want to kill him. You really don’t know how to die! As the top bachelor of the human race, only the Holy Son Demon King can defeat him. Perhaps, the Demon King of the Ancestral God Clan will be used.”

"Ignore them, it's important to escape."

The four demon kings on Wuji Mountain did not run away, but were eager to try, because the entire mountain and the surrounding area were full of wolf tribes. With the Golden Tent Wolf Demon King around, they were not afraid of Fang Luck.

Wuji Mountain is about a hundred feet shorter than the previous Hushan Mountain, but Wuji Mountain is longer. Viewed from the side, it looks like a huge arch bridge.

The sound of the golden tent wolf demon king's energy and blood spreads for hundreds of miles.

"Fang Yun, this is not the place you should be. Go back to Xiangzhou immediately! All demon kings, if he doesn't leave, quickly join forces with me to kill Fang Yun and share the rewards equally among the saints!"

Fang Yun looked at the Golden Tent Wolf Demon King, smiled indifferently, and said with a sharp tongue: "You little wolf is quite smart. You know clearly that you are no match for me, so you bluffed first and then found help. Unfortunately, it's too late!"

"Arrogant! He's just a human race bachelor, I've killed him before!" The Golden Tent Wolf Barbarian King opened his mouth, and the surging energy and blood poured out like a river, and finally condensed into a hundred-foot-long wolf head, galloping forward, biting Fang Yun.

"Golden Tent Demon King? I've killed a lot of them too." Fang Yun said, quickly writing the Zangfeng poem and the Sword Summoning poem, and before the wolf's head approached, he uttered the True Dragon Ancient Sword.

"Is he crazy?" Chai Zhi looked at Fang Yun in disbelief, and the three bachelors behind him couldn't believe their eyes either.

Now there are only a few hundred breaths left before the True Dragon Ancient Sword is knocked away by the Bear Demon King. Even the great Confucian needs to rest for a few hours before he can fight with words. How could Fang Yun, a mere bachelor of the sincerity realm, dare to act like this.

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