Tan Hemu was almost dumbfounded. This kind of injury was nothing to the Demon King, but to be able to injure the Demon King so easily, with power penetrating his body, was something that no great bachelor could do.
"You... what did you do?" Tan Hemu asked.
No matter it is Hanlin War Poetry or a small amount of weak water and strange wind, it will not cause the two demon kings so much pain. These powers are just carriers.
"This war poem can carry the power of literary courage." Fang Yun said.
"That's impossible, unless... your literary courage has reached the second level?" Tan Hemu asked with wide eyes.
Fang Yun nodded.
"Kong Sheng, sir, there is a monster in Shengyuan Continent... Ahem, gaffe, old man gaffe." Tan Hemu was extremely embarrassed.
"It doesn't matter, you help me hold Xiong Tang down, and I'll deal with Xiong Jing." Fang Yun said.
"Leave Xiong Tang to me!" Tan Hemu was confident.
Fang Yun nodded, gradually separated from Tan Hemu, then hooked his hand at Xiong Jing, and said with spring thunder: "Blind Xiong, if you are worthy of being the demon king, fight with me alone, don't hide under Xiong Tang's belly. "
"Ouch..." Xiong Jing's eyes instantly turned red, and he went crazy on the spot, trying to kill Fang Yun with all his strength.
Xiong Tang still had some sense, but after thinking about it, he finally killed Tan Hemu regardless of luck, showing his sharp teeth and sneered: "Tan Hemu, I have long heard that the human race has an old bastard like you who is good at guarding. Today I will kill you." You eat them alive and then worry about your fate.”
Soon, the two sides were separated by a row of cages, one on the left and the other on the right, without interfering with each other.
Fang Yun successively called out two thousand cold iron cavalry, including one thousand spear cavalry and one thousand longbow cavalry.
Wherever Fang Yun passed, the ground was covered with silver sand and there was a vast expanse of white snow. The pike cavalry pushed back. The longbow cavalry was between Fang Yun and the pike cavalry, advancing while taking turns to shoot back.
The silver sand continued to slow down Xiong Jing's speed. It was always difficult for Xiong Jing to run at full strength. Fang Yun also occasionally used the powerful Hanlin War Poetry to summon the War Poetry Mountain Peak to attack and block Xiong Jing. As a result, Xiong Jing was constantly under attack from strange winds, rain of arrows and weak water and falling snow.
Fang Yun's calculation is very clear in his heart. The Demon King himself has powerful explosive power. The Bear Demon King's holy strike can definitely crush any of Fang Yun's current war poems, even "Ode to the People of Qin" plus "Yumen Pass". Even the poem's protection could not withstand the full blow of the Bear Demon King.
The demon king can destroy the city with one strike, and Fang Yun can barely resist it only by using holy blood and holy pages.
"Aww..." Xiong Jing went more and more crazy, and his fur was flying all over his body, as if he was in a strong wind.
I saw him stamping hard with his front legs. Qi and blood exploded, setting off heavy air waves, and knocked away all the silver sand, weak water snowflakes and strange wind arrows with one blow. Because of this attack, his speed slowed down, and the silver sand was spread in front, and the weak water snowflakes and Qifeng arrows were all spread out. Qifeng arrows fell again.
A steady stream of weak water snowflakes and strange wind arrows consumed Xiong Jing's evil spirit and blood at an extremely fast speed. Xiong Jing's fire-like demon was originally one foot thick, but not long ago it was only five inches thick. But now, it's only three inches thick!
The speed at which Qi and blood transform into evil spirits cannot keep up with the consumption speed of fortune.
Fang Yun only needs to expend a little talent, but Wu Die is already growing. This level of weak water and strong winds can last for several hours.
After a while, Xiong Jing finally couldn't bear it anymore, opened his big mouth at Fang Yun, and let out an earth-shattering roar. A mouthful of black mist was sprayed out, and the black mist formed into a giant palm with a radius of three feet, hitting Fang Yun like a hill.
A thousand lancers were all shocked. Throwing out the cold iron and ice spear in his hand, thousands of spears flew into the air, defeating Xiong Jing's sorcery.
Tan Hemu, who was not far away, took a look, and then looked at Wudie with envy. The attacks of those spear cavalry could only weaken Xiong Jing's magic at best. After all, the opponent was the demon king, but with Wudie, the spear contained weak water. Strength, and the bear demon is not good at sorcery, so thousands of spear cavalry naturally have the upper hand.
Fang Yun also glanced at Tan Hemu. Xiong Tang was indeed very strong, but there was nothing he could do against Tan Hemu, so he felt relieved.
The two sides chased and escaped, and hundreds of breaths passed quickly. The evil spirits on Xiong Jing's body had been exhausted by Fang Yunsheng. Only pure blood and the natural protective power of the bear clan were left on the body, allowing the bear's hair to form. Similar to the armor talent 'Hard Armor'.
Tan Hemu looked at Fang Yun and said with a cheerful smile: "What a great Fang Xusheng! You send cavalry on the battlefield and write poems about war in the snow. This is the style of a scholar who strategizes. You didn't even say a word and you made the new demon king helpless. Completely If you practice with the mighty Demon King, you are really far better than we were back then."
Fang Yun replied with a tongue-tied Chun Lei: "Grandmaster Tan, you've received the award. That Xiong Tang is really powerful, but you still keep him at a distance and can't do anything to you."
"I only have this ability. When my talent is exhausted...how can you still have talent? Let alone two inches, even if you have four inches of talent, you should have exhausted it by now!" Tan Hemu finally discovered something strange.
"I can recover faster." Fang Yun said with a smile.
"Okay, it's almost time. How about we speed up and escape?" Tan Hemu said.
Fang Yun showed hesitation. If Xiong Jing was in his prime, he would never be able to kill him. The demon king's vitality was too strong. Even if he used the power of the Dragon Saint Star to transform into a dragon with one sword, Xiong Jing might escape. But now, Xiong Jing has been consumed for too long and has lost its demonic power. The protection on the surface of its body is extremely weak. Although its attack is strong, it has lost its protective ability.
A chance to kill a demon king!
This is the first time I have the opportunity to kill the Demon King in an official battle!
Fang Yun's eyes widened with a cold light, and he secretly sent a message: "Mr. Hemu, help me hold Xiong Tang down for a while, don't let him cause trouble, and watch me kill this Xiong Jing!"
"You..." Tan Hemu still wanted to persuade, but before he could finish a sentence, Fang Yun suddenly composed a poem in one breath, writing the second-level Tibetan front poem "Sword Song", and then opened his mouth and spit out two ancient true dragon swords.
Tan Hemu blinked hard and even rubbed his eyes with his hands. Even Demon King Xiong Tang instinctively slowed down his pursuit of Tan Hemu and stared at Fang Yun.
"It's not that I'm dazzled..." Tan Hemu and Xiong Tang said the same thing in human language and demon language respectively.
The moment the True Dragon Ancient Sword flew over, Xiong Jing roared, and saw the hair on its body growing crazily, and new evil spirits emerged, mixed with Qi and blood, and intertwined into a suit of armor, exuding a black metallic color. The black armor of the leaves presses one leaf, like fish scales.
Xiong Tang, who was not far away, showed a smile and said: "Well done to Xiong Jing. I didn't expect you to train the 'Steel Armor' into a more special talent, 'Crow Scale'. Even I didn't get it. With this armor, the university Even the words and swords of the scholars can't do anything to you, let alone the mere Hanlin."
While Xiong Tang was talking, two ancient dragon swords flew past Xiong Jing. Xiong Jing dodged one sword, but was hit on the shoulder by another sword.
There was a clanging sound of metal, the ancient dragon sword flew past, and the half-leaf scale armor fell.
"What a powerful ancient sword!" Xiong Tang and Tan Hemu said the same words again.
Demon King Xiong Tang was even more surprised, with more murderous intent in his eyes. He actually turned around and killed Fang Yun, shouting at the same time: "Xiong Jing, be careful, this human race is very weird, no wonder it's Xu Sheng, I'm afraid it's special to control the Saint Yuan Continent. Powerful, if he has star power, we'd better retreat temporarily."
(To be continued.)