The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 2010 Reinforcements descend from heaven!

There has been no movement in the barbarian camp, and it is still surrounded from three sides, leaving the human race with a path full of hope and despair.

Nothing happened all night.

In the early morning, with smoke rising from the cooking pots, the soldiers began to make final preparations after eating and drinking.

Reporting to the generals at all levels, after everything was ready, Fang Yun walked onto the city wall again.

Although it is autumn in the north in August, it is already chilly.

Looking around, there is a scorched earth to the north of the Third Battle Fort, but there is greenery in other directions, and the south is even more dense with wild grass.

In the far east, the vast mountains are vaguely visible, as if they are in the sky.

Under the battle fort, the barbarians are like ants.

Zhang Poyue was tied to the flagpole. Many parts of his body were black and necrotic. The new wounds from yesterday had not yet healed, and his clothes were even more tattered. However, he was sleeping soundly, snoring loudly.

A faint smile appeared on Fang Yun's lips, while the other scholars shook their heads helplessly, dumbfounded. Counting all the human races in the world, Zhang Poyue was probably the only one who could do such a thing.

"Zhang Poyue is indeed a fool, and can be manipulated better than us barbarians! Fang Xusheng, should I say it's been a smooth journey?" Barbarian Emperor Langyuan dragged his giant ax and slowly walked out of the tent, looking at Follow the luck on the city wall.

The autumn wind blew by, and Zhang Poyue's rotten clothes were fluttering. Perhaps he was still sleeping soundly because of the severe torture he suffered yesterday.

"Barbarians have very good noses." Fang Yun didn't hide it at all.

Lang Yuan smiled, revealing two rows of wolf fangs, and while dragging the huge golden battle ax away, he said: "Do you think you can escape from this place before the Wolf Holy Army arrives? Ye Tai doesn't take me, Lang Yuan, seriously. !”

"If I say that the barbarians will be wiped out here, that's a big lie, but if I leave, you can't keep me!" Fang Yun's eyes are like the autumn wind, seemingly peaceful, but with the chill of winter.

"Hahahaha..." Langyuan laughed loudly, and many barbarians also laughed.

Fang Yun's eyes passed over the barbarian camp. Just like yesterday, not many barbarian kings appeared.

Fang Yun didn't say much, he just stood quietly on top of the city. Even his own generals didn't know what Fang Yun was going to do. The sergeants under the city have formed a formation at the south gate and can retreat out of the city at any time.

After laughing, Lang Yuan said: "Fang Xusheng, why don't we play a game and exchange one life for another. How about taking your life and exchanging Zhang Poyue's life?"

Liu Hong was afraid that Fang Yun would agree, and said with spring thunder: "Then please His Highness the Barbarian Emperor to hand Zhang Poyue's family into our hands first, and then we will consider when Fang Xusheng will go to the Barbarians."

"The human race is full of tricks, how can we believe it?" Lang Yuan said.

"The barbarians are worse than animals and they talk nonsense." Liu Hong said.

A fierce light flashed in Lang Yuan's eyes, and a strong wind suddenly emerged in the barbarian camp. Then the strong wind blew up for dozens of miles, flying sand and rocks. Some barbarian camps were blown away, and the barbarian flag above Zhang Poyue's head roared.

Everyone was shocked. The emperor was indeed extraordinary. A slight fluctuation in his mood could cause changes in the world.

"From now on, whenever one of you leaves the city, I will kill Zhang Poyue first, and then attack the city with all my strength!" Lang Yuan roared angrily, making the ground tremble.

Several tents near him were uprooted by invisible forces and flew everywhere.

Fang Yun suddenly said: "Lang Yuan, you also know that I want to save Zhang Poyue, so let's make a condition. I destroyed the Jiao Saint inheritance and got a lot of good things."

Lang Yuan smiled contemptuously and said: "Which half-saint doesn't carry good things with him? What you get is nothing more than rotten fish and shrimps. However, the projection of the sky-viewing mirror is pretty good. Although the Beihai Dragon Palace now cuts off the body and projection of the sky-viewing mirror. But it is a treasure projection after all, and it can still mobilize part of the power of the body. As long as you are willing to hand over the sky-viewing mirror projection, I will return Zhang Poyue to your human race."

"Okay, you hand over Zhang Poyue first, and I will hand over the sky-viewing mirror projection to you!" Fang Yun said.

Lang Yuan snorted coldly and said: "Do you think I am a fool? A great scholar is of no importance in my eyes, but the projection of the sky mirror is very important. I will never break my promise."

"Let me think about it for a moment." Fang Yun said.

"Okay, I'll give you an hour to think about it! My patience is limited."

Fang Yun stood at the top of the city without saying a word. No one knew what he was thinking.

Time passed slowly, and a quarter of an hour later, Fang Yun raised his head, and a double dragon bronze mirror appeared in his hand.

"No..." Many generals and scholars hurriedly stopped him, but Fang Yun suddenly threw the Double Dragon Bronze Mirror forcefully.

Lang Yuan was overjoyed and jumped into the air, reaching out to grab the sky mirror, his eyes flashing with greedy brilliance. This sky-viewing mirror is not important to the barbarians, but if it is traded with Beihai Dragon Palace, it can gain huge benefits.

Suddenly, the projection of the sky-viewing mirror stopped, and then an immeasurable amount of golden light was emitted.

"No! Save me!"

Lang originally thought that Fang Yun was going to mobilize the strongest power of the Sky Observing Mirror to cut him into a demon position, so he immediately retreated. Then he saw a burst of fire flying out of the military camp, tightly surrounding Lang Yuan and blocking the light of the Sky Observing Mirror.

The sky-viewing mirror was like a sun suspended in mid-air. Everyone's eyes were filled with golden light, and they could not see anything more than a foot away.

"Kill Zhang Poyue!" A human voice sounded from the barbarian camp.

All the barbarian generals immediately cast their magic spells in the direction of the flagpole.

Even if those barbarians couldn't see Zhang Poyue's specific location, a large number of sorcery would hit the target.

Fang Yun and Zhang Poyue were five miles away, and there was no time to rescue them.

On top of the city, sighs came and went.

boom! boom! boom!

Deafening sounds continued to sound from where Zhang Poyue was. At first, everyone thought that Zhang Poyue was killed, but then they felt something was wrong. Their rich combat experience told them that the barbarian's magic was obviously blocked by a powerful force.

The projection of the sky-viewing mirror in the sky converged its brilliance and quickly flew back to Fang Yun.

No one looked at the projection of the sky-viewing mirror. All the human barbarians on both sides of the enemy were looking at where Zhang Poyue was.

Zhang Poyue was sleepy and was carried on the shoulders of a huge bull-headed man two meters tall.

The barbarian king with a bull's head and a human body had his back to the city wall and faced the barbarians, standing tall like a mountain in front of him.

What shocked both sides was that the barbarian king of the bull tribe was wearing a strange golden armor, which was composed of pieces of dragon scales. The dragon scales were pressed one layer after another, as if they had been baptized by countless battles and years, and were damaged in many places, but even so, they exuded a majestic aura.

The aura was so strong that everyone thought that the world was submerged by the sea, and the powerful aura like water filled the world.

That was the breath of the Dragon Saint, the pure and flawless breath of the Dragon Saint.

The Great Barbarian King of the Ox Tribe leaped lightly, rolled backwards in the sky, fell from the sky, landed heavily on the top of the city, and faced Fang Yun.

He knelt on his left leg with his right leg bent, supported Zhang Poyue with one hand, and supported his right knee with the other hand, and said loudly: "Moon Guard Niu Shan, meet His Majesty the Moon Emperor!"

Fang Yun smiled and said: "Stand up."

Niu Shan stood up. He was two feet tall, but everyone felt that he was looking up at Fang Yun.

Everyone widened their eyes, unbelievable, isn't this the new Great Barbarian King of the Nuzhi Tribe? Why is he here? Why is he wearing armor with such a terrifying aura?

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