Xiong Tang was still rational, but Xiong Jing had been driven crazy by Fang Yun. He didn't care what Xiong Tang said and fought completely according to instinct with only one goal.
Kill Fang Yun!
"Demon King Xiong Tang, don't forget me." After saying this, Tan Hemu actually took the initiative to face Xiong Tang and tried his best to stop him.
Xiong Tang showed a helpless look and could only yell: "Xiong Jing, if there is any accident, run away immediately, don't fight! This Fang Yun can control the Dragon Devouring Vine, so he must be able to command the jailers!"
“Ah…” Xiong Jing responded with an angry roar and chased after Fang Yun frantically, with blood faintly appearing inside his black scales.
Fang Yun's eyes focused, he didn't expect that the other party would actually start burning his life!
"What I'm afraid of is that you won't fight with all your strength! If you don't risk your life, how can you be worthy of letting me test my sword!" Fang Yun said, and suddenly turned around and sat with his back to the horse, facing Xiong Jing and began to attack with all his strength!
A barely detectable light spread from Fang Yun, and the top-grade, stable as a mountain, light suddenly became brighter! From then on, Fang Yun could use war poems continuously without worrying about the vibration of the talent smoke column!
Next, the lamp of the top-grade false words and lies burned, and a faint light spread, passing over Fang Yun's Cold Iron Knight. All of Fang Yun's attack power fell on the enemy, which would directly wipe out a quarter of the enemy's defensive power!
When one is multitasking, the light of one's literary mind also becomes brighter.
Hanlin is gifted by nature and his writing is inspired by God.
Two pieces of paper appeared on the tray in front of Fang Yun, with a pen on each paper. Fang Yun was holding a pen in his hand, and another pen was suspended in the air. Both pens were used to write with great force, and the poem was completed in one breath!
At the same time, Fang Yun's superb eloquence and literary talent were activated, and he uttered war poems as fast as a string of cannonballs, but everyone could hear every word clearly, and the poem was also completed in one breath!
Fang Yun's right hand, his inspired writing and his eloquent speech formed the same war poem.
The poem was completed, and three phantoms of Li Guang appeared behind Fang Yun!
The forest is dark and the grass is startled by the wind.
The general drew his bow at night.
Looking for white feathers at dawn,
Not in the stone edge.
Li Guang drew the bow, and the full bow looked like the moon.
At the same time, Fang Yun controlled two ancient dragon swords and stabbed them straight at Xiong Jing's left half of the body. Xiong Jing instinctively dodged to the right.
Boom…
Three long arrows as thick as arms flew out at the same time, like three meteors, with flames across the sky, accurately hitting Xiong Jing!
If Xiong Jing carried the demon, his blood would be abundant. These three arrows would stop at the fur, but now, he only had a layer of black scale armor.
If there was no silver sand under his feet, Xiong Jing could have avoided it, but now, his four feet were stuck in the sand.
The third level "Stone Arrow", once hit, will definitely penetrate, but it is only equivalent to the Jinshi war poem. It can penetrate the monster marquis's defense, but it cannot penetrate the monster king Wu Lin.
Because of the pressure of rank, the gap in power levels is too big.
However, there is the top-grade falsehood. There is the top-grade Spring and Autumn Accumulation Sequence, the Demon Ancestor Star Position and the Dragon Saint Star Position, which reduces the gap between the two levels to one level!
The armor of the demon king only has the power of the demon lord left.
Puff puff!
The arrow in the stone of the Three Realms. Once it hits, it will definitely penetrate!
Three arrows hit and exploded!
"Ah..." Xiong Jing screamed.
Three large holes, one foot deep and as thick as arms, appeared on Xiong Jing's body, and blood gushed out.
Compared to the huge body of the demon king, these three blood holes were nothing, but the healing speed of the three blood holes was extremely slow, and the scales outside the blood holes would no longer recover.
In order to prevent the blood from flowing out, Xiong Jing could only consume a large amount of qi and blood to speed up the healing of the blood hole, but even so, it would take at least a quarter of an hour.
The two true dragon ancient swords attacked again.
The three Li Guang phantoms have merged into one, with a bow fully drawn and three arrows on it.
The True Dragon Ancient Sword attacks Xiong Jing's left side, and the three arrows attack the middle and right side.
Xiong Jing's fighting instinct made him choose to avoid the arrow in the stone and withstand the two real dragon ancient swords.
"Keng..."
The two real dragon ancient swords cut into Xiong Jing's back firmly. The imitation swords could only cut the black scales but not break them. The black scales healed at an extremely fast speed, but the real swords not only cut through a large number of scales on Xiong Jing's back, but also cut out a large piece of flesh that was ten feet long, one foot wide and one inch thick.
"Ah..."
Although the True Dragon Ancient Sword does not have the power of Li Guang, the Void Saint in the Three Realms Battle Poem, it has the pattern of a true dragon on it. Fang Yun is a Wenxing Dragon Duke and has the Dragon Saint star position. Except for its slightly weaker penetrating power, it is far superior to the Arrow in the Stone in other aspects!
Tan Hemu laughed when he saw the sword, but Xiong Tang felt a pang in his heart.
Xiong Jing's large wound also couldn't heal quickly, and the scales were difficult to reproduce. This meant that the next time Fang Yun dropped the Ancient Dragon Sword on the wound, it would be able to pierce directly into it, turning Xiong Jing's body upside down!
The monsters are very powerful, and the Monster King is superior to ordinary monsters, but he is not a half-saint after all, and his internal organs are no different from tofu in front of the True Dragon Ancient Sword!
As a demon king, Xiong Tang had rich combat experience. He knew that he could not get past Tan Hemu in a short period of time, so he tried to instruct Xiong Jing. However, after thinking about it, he still could not come up with a suitable countermeasure until Fang Yun continued to attack continuously and fired war poems like a string of arrows.
Soon, Fang Yun launched the fifth round of attack.
Three stone arrows and two real dragon ancient swords attacked Xiong Tang!
In order to avoid the three stone arrows, Xiong Tang seemed to be prepared to fight against the True Dragon Ancient Sword. However, at the moment when the True Dragon Ancient Sword was about to reach him, he suddenly jumped up, stretched out his two front paws, grabbed one of the True Dragon Ancient Swords respectively, and uttered magic at the same time.
"You know everything, how could I not be prepared?"
Fang Yun smiled coldly, and the real dragon ancient sword immediately descended to avoid it, but the imitation sword was not as fast as the real one and was about to be caught.
"Burial Sword!"
A sad sword sound was heard, and the replica of the True Dragon Ancient Sword exploded with a bang, then split into countless small swords that flew in all directions to the west.
The golden light was radiant and dazzling, and there were loud cries of grief.
Chi chi chi…
One sword turns into thousands of swords!
Thousands of small swords hit Xiong Jing's left body, leaving thousands of small blood holes, especially his left front leg that was grabbing the imitation sword, which was almost beaten into a hornet's nest, and even his face had many blood holes.
The flesh and blood squirmed in the blood hole, making Xiong Jing's body look extremely terrifying.
Without waiting for Xiong Jing to catch his breath, he wrote three poems together, "Banfengqing", completing three poems in one breath!
Three small war poem peaks several dozen feet high lined up in a line and smashed towards Xiong Jing.
The hill was too big for Xiong Jing to avoid, and he could only use his uninjured right front leg to hold on!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Three more peaks!
Bang bang bang!
Three more come flying again!
The True Dragon Ancient Sword cut a wound on Xiong Jing's left front leg.
Bang bang bang!
…
When the 24th War Poem Mountain exploded, Xiong Jing spat out a mouthful of blood. Finally, his internal organs were injured due to the continuous resistance against the War Poem Mountains.
Then, the entire left front leg suddenly fell off!
Xiong Jing was stunned for a moment, then looked down and saw that his left front leg had been cut into pieces by the power of the Burial Sword and the True Dragon Ancient Sword. The twenty-fourth Battle Poem Mountain was the last straw that broke the camel's back, completely breaking the adhesion.
Fang Yun also breathed a sigh of relief. The power that was as solid as a rock was about to dissipate. It would take some time before it could be used again. He could no longer use war poems as recklessly as before.
Fang Yun's eyes became brighter, the battle was about to end!
"Run! Run!" Xiong Tang suddenly roared loudly, and everyone present could feel the grief and anger in his heart.
The mighty demon king had his legs broken by a human scholar!
The bloodshot in Xiong Jing's eyes finally faded a little. He glanced at Xiong Tang, then at Fang Yun, and turned and ran.
(To be continued.)