When Fang Yun saw the collision of the divine weapons, he remembered the rules of the ancient demon training ground and the arena. A strange light flashed in his eyes, and he realized that if he won, he would have a 90% chance of getting that thing.
"I must get it! When the time comes, I will make those demon kings and barbarian kings wish they could neither live nor die!"
The halo where Fang Yun and the elephant demon general were located suddenly brightened, and then the two people disappeared and appeared in the inner field with a radius of ten miles, standing at the north and south ends of the inner field respectively.
Fang Yun looked around and found that he could not see outside the field. This was probably to prevent people outside from directing the participants.
"Die, Fang Yun, you are not worthy to be our barbarian demon king!" The elephant demon general strode forward, his four huge elephant feet stomping on the ground with a loud bang, his blood rising all over his body, and then he stimulated the blood of the ancestor god. Black smoke emerged from his body like a waterfall, which greatly increased his strength. Killing ordinary human scholars was as easy as chopping melons and vegetables.
Fang Yun took out a brush and paper, dipped it in the ink from the ink girl and the inkstone turtle, and picked up the brush to write Erjing Cangfeng's poem "Song of the Sword".
The hermit rests his sword on his pillow, and the sound is heard in the night.
People say that when a sword turns into a dragon, there will be wind and thunder.
Otherwise, I would be angry with the enemy and want to go on a distant expedition.
Take the wine and pour it on the sword, the treasure should be hidden.
Is there no one who understands you and will come to you to implement your ideas
There is still enough space in the box, why are you complaining
When the poem was finished, an invisible force enveloped the ancient dragon sword in the Wen Palace.
After becoming a Dragon Lord, the power of the dragon pattern increased greatly, and the Ancient True Dragon Sword was enhanced by 30%. But now, Fang Yun felt that it was far more than 30%, even the power of "Sword Chant" was enhanced.
Fang Yun stared at the elephant demon general's every move, using everything he had learned and knew to calculate and infer.
Its left tusk is larger than its right tusk, and the muscles on the left side of its face are slightly more developed, which means that it is better at attacking with its left tusk. Just like if a person often uses the teeth on one side to chew, the muscles on that side will be more developed, and the face on that side will look bigger, so it needs to chew on both sides in rotation.
Ordinary elephant demons have no hair. But because of the activation of the ancestor god bloodline, this elephant demon has thicker fur, some of which are obviously newer, and other parts are obviously older. The elephant demon must fight every now and then in the demon tribe, and the older parts mean that they have not been attacked, which means that those parts are well protected.
However, nothing is absolute. Areas with older hair may not be easily attacked, and the skin may be less defensive.
The right front leg of this elephant demon general takes a slightly larger step than the other legs. This leg is also thicker, indicating that he is good at using the right front leg to attack.
However, within a few breaths, Fang Yun thoroughly analyzed all the parts that could be analyzed, and then based on his rich combat experience, he formed various corresponding combat skills in his mind.
This is one of the fighting methods summarized by Fang Yun himself.
If ordinary scholars knew that Fang Yun had accomplished so much in such a short period of time, they would surely be full of admiration.
Fang Yun believes that above instinct lies wisdom, and this is where humans are stronger than monsters.
When the elephant monster ran within five miles, Fang Yun slowly walked forward.
When they were two hundred feet apart, Fang Yun suddenly opened his mouth and released the True Dragon Ancient Sword.
I saw a golden true dragon shadow wrapped around the silver-white true dragon ancient sword, and under the true dragon ancient sword, there was also a black ink sword, and there was a translucent black dragon shadow around the ink sword compared to before.
The real double dragon sword.
At the moment when the new True Dragon Ancient Sword appeared, the demon commander did not feel anything, but the three demon marquises stood up suddenly and shouted in unison.
"not good!"
"Xiang Luo, don't underestimate the enemy. This True Dragon Ancient Sword is extraordinary!" Gui Ao shouted, but unfortunately the shout did not reach Xiang Luo's ears.
The other two demon generals who were about to enter the game were so frightened that they trembled. They asked hurriedly, "Is his verbal sparring very powerful?"
Gui Ao was about to explain, but he found that the True Dragon Ancient Sword was approaching Xiang Luo. Xiang Luo didn't take it seriously at all. He sighed and said, "You can see for yourselves."
As soon as Gui Ao finished his words, he saw the sharp tongue flying in front of Xiang Luo, as if it had eyes. It turned twice, once dodging Xiang Luo's nose and once dodging Xiang Luo's fangs, and then hit Xiang Luo's left eye one foot below with incredible precision.
"Puff..."
Then a golden light and a black light penetrated into Xiangluo's head and flew out from the top of its head.
Brain matter and blood spurted out like a fountain from the hole made by the True Dragon Ancient Sword.
"You..." Xiang Luo stared at Fang Yun, stumbled and rushed forward for another dozen feet, and finally fell to the ground with a bang, revealing his white belly, which was trembling slightly.
There was deathly silence outside the arena. The demon generals of the Ancestral God Clan were no less powerful than the top Jinshi scholars, and might just be slightly worse than the Ten Elder Jinshi scholars. However, none of the Ten Elder Jinshi scholars could kill Xiang Luo with one move.
"Next one!" Fang Yun's tone was extremely flat, as if a butcher was preparing to kill a pig.
The second red halo lights up, and then Fang Yun is moved back to the southernmost side of the inner field, and a leopard monster appears at the northernmost side of the inner field.
The leopard demon's eyes flickered, and he was obviously a little afraid, but he could not show weakness. He rushed over with gritted teeth, and shouted at the same time: "Xiang Luo was killed by you because he underestimated the enemy. Moreover, you are not as fast as me, and you are not as flexible as me. You will definitely die!"
Fang Yun carefully observed the Leopard Demon General once again. What it said was right. It was 30% faster than Xiang Luo, with very few injuries on the surface of its body, and its development in all aspects was balanced. However, there were still some clues that could be used for calculation.
When the leopard demon came closer, Fang Yun wrote "Sword Chant" again and used verbal sparring again.
This time, the leopard monster will go all out to deal with the True Dragon Ancient Sword.
"Puff..."
The True Dragon Ancient Sword pierced into the Leopard Demon General's abdomen at a strange angle, ripped it open, and its intestines all fell out. Even so, the Leopard Demon General was still able to launch an attack, but the True Dragon Ancient Sword returned at a speed that the Leopard Demon General could not even imagine, entered again from under the abdomen, and pierced his head.
"I don't believe it..." The leopard demon spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with internal organs before he could finish his words, and died.
"Next one." Fang Yun was still so calm.
The demons outside the field looked at each other in bewilderment. Suddenly, seven demons asked in unison: "What should we do?"
The lion demon general in the third blood-red halo was dumbfounded. Before he could get an answer, he was teleported to the inner field.
The lion demon general was stunned for a long time, standing still and looking around for help, but he could not contact the demons outside at all.
Fang Yun didn't say anything either. After staring for a moment, he used the Galloping Poem and rode the War Poem horse towards the Lion Demon General.
"Don't come over here!" The lion demon general shouted instinctively, and then realized how childish his behavior was, which was a disgrace to the demon clan. He became angry and roared, regaining the majesty of the king of beasts and rushed towards Fang Yun with all his strength.
"The glory of the lion clan cannot be desecrated!" The lion demon general immediately disregarded life and death and fought desperately with Fang Yun.
However, all its efforts ended with a long groan of verbal sparring.
The lion's head flew up and was killed with one sword.
"Next!"
Fang Yun repeated these three words for the third time, without any change on his face, still as expressionless as at the beginning.
However, every demon felt a chill that penetrated deep into their soul.
"Boom..."
The gate leading to the second valley opened and Fang Yun walked forward slowly.
The three-headed demon commander and the three-headed demon lord followed behind, talking anxiously as they walked.
(To be continued…)