In the first level dungeon shrouded in blood mist, above the silver sand and beneath the snowflakes, Xiong Jing escaped, leaving behind a lonely broken leg.
With only three legs left, Xiong Jing looked like he had no strength to fight anymore, but his running speed only slowed down by 10%, because at the level of a demon king, running was not mainly based on his limbs, but on the powerful blood and energy in his body and his own talents. If it were outside the ruins of Dragon City, Xiong Jing could still fly freely in the sky even if all four legs were chopped off.
"You win!" Xiong Jian turned and rushed between Fang Yun and Xiong Jing to stop Fang Yun from chasing him.
Tan Hemu breathed a sigh of relief, but a look of pride appeared on his face. Although he did not hurt Xiong Tang, he consumed a lot of Xiong Tang's energy and blood, so that Xiong Tang now finds it difficult to gather evil spirit, and his body is only protected by the most ordinary talent "hard armor".
However, even so, Tan Hemu did not dare to pursue. The attacking ability that Xiong Tang had just demonstrated was too terrifying. Once he broke through his defense, only one move would be enough to decide the outcome.
"Fang Xusheng, we won!" Tan Hemu said loudly.
Fang Yun sat firmly on the desert night horse, and said with thunderous tongue: "Xiong Yan, Xiong Jing, if you see Xiong Tu, tell him that I have ordered him to give up the idea of entering the main hall of the crime. If he dares to enter the main hall to rob the dragon clan's treasure, Xiong Jing will be his example!"
"Fang Yun, just wait for me! I will unite all my demon brothers and imprison you in this dark and gloomy Crime Palace, where you will never be able to turn over! I will tear your mouth apart to let you know the price of insulting my bear demon clan! Also, I will grind you into meat paste to comfort the spirit of my brother Xiong Mo in heaven!" Xiong Tang roared, his eyes red.
Fang Yun and Tan Hemu suddenly realized that it was no wonder that Xiong Tang had been following them secretly and couldn't wait to take revenge after finding Xiong Jing. It seemed that among the ten bear demon kings killed by the Dragon-Devouring Vine, there were Xiong Tang's brothers.
The relationship between the Yaoman clans is extremely extreme. They are either so close that they can wear the same pants as one, or they fight each other for the inheritance of the family property.
Seeing Xiong Tang standing between him and Fang Yun, Xiong Jing let out a long breath, the red light in his eyes faded, and he slowly walked on three legs. As he walked, he turned his head and said to Xiong Tang, "Wait until my flesh and blood are reborn. After I attach the fourth leg, I will join hands with you to kill Fang Yun and avenge my hatred! This demon king has been roaming the ancient land of Xuemang for so many years, and I have never suffered such a great humiliation. This Hanlin must die!"
Xiong Jing bared his white teeth, looked at Fang Yun and threatened: "You lowly slave bastard, you're lucky. The next time we meet, it will be your death! Xiong Jing. Let's go!"
Just as Xiong Tang was about to turn around, Fang Yun's Desert Night Horse suddenly raised its front hooves high, let out a loud neigh, and then rushed towards the two bear kings.
"I originally wanted to spare your lives, but you two dared to threaten me when you were about to die. Then, die!"
In the dim dungeon, Fang Yun's eyes were like stars. He tore through the darkness in a white robe, like thunder in the night, and killed the two demon kings.
Two thousand Cold Iron Knights surrounded Fang Yun like a tide, the sound of their horses' hooves crushed the mountains and rivers.
In front of Fang Yun, the silver sand had dispersed and the snow was getting heavier!
The mist butterfly flew from Fang Yun's shoulder into the air, flapping its wings rapidly. The area within a mile was filled with chill.
Tan Hemu was horrified and shouted, "Fang Xusheng, don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive!" After that, he turned Zhan Shilongma's horse and rushed towards Fang Yun desperately.
"You retreat now. Watch me kill two demon kings today!"
Tan Hemu felt a sense of weakness for no reason. His aura and determination were suppressed by Fang Yun's mighty charge, just like a subject facing his king.
"How dare you look down on the Demon King! How dare you!" Xiong Tang's hair stood up like arrows, and he was almost driven crazy by the human scholar in front of him.
"kill!"
Fang Yun shouted loudly, and the spearmen raised their spears, and the snow flew everywhere, turning the sky and the earth white.
"kill!"
Fang Yun shouted a second time, the longbow cavalry drew their bows, and the pens dipped into the ink pool, blackening the world.
"kill!"
Fang Yun shouted for the third time, and spears like clouds and arrows like rain flew towards the demon king Xiong Jian in the snow.
The power of the second-level literary courage was integrated into the three sounds of killing, and the murderous intent as solid as a rock stretched across the sky above the dungeon.
"Run! Run!" Xiong Jing thought of the previous battle and looked at his broken left front leg. He was completely shocked by Wen Dan's indestructible murderous intent, and his heart was broken.
Xiong Tang originally wanted to fight, but the three shouts of "kill" made him waver in his determination, and Xiong Jing's escape from the battlefield caused a crack in his determination to fight.
Looking at the dense rain of spears and arrows flying in from the snow like a flock of birds, Xiong Jing turned around and ran away.
"Fang Yun, you can't kill me! You will never be able to kill me! As long as I live one more day, I will unite all forces to kill you! If I can't kill you, I will sneak attack human cities, sneak attack human caravans, sneak attack human farmers and pedestrians, and kill all the human slaves! Kill them all!" Xiong Tang roared angrily while running away madly.
There was murderous intent in Fang Yun's eyes, but he said nothing. Instead, he held the demon-slaying pen, dipped it in ink, and wrote a war poem with murderous intent.
The moon is dark and the geese fly high.
The demon king escaped at night.
I want to chase the light cavalry away,
Heavy snow covered the bow and sword!
The original treasure light, the first treasure light and the handed down treasure light appear successively.
War poems are burning and snow is falling.
Within the range of the third realm "Dream Battle of Wind and Rain", strange winds blow and weak water condenses into snow.
The next moment, a huge suction force appeared in front of Fang Yun, as if it was the source of all things and the beginning of heaven and earth, absorbing all the wind and snow.
The sky full of wind and snow condensed in front of Fang Yun in the blink of an eye, as if an invisible giant used the wind as an invisible string and the snow as a white bow to form a three-meter-high moon blade.
The snow covers the bow and gathers into a blade!
Boom…
The sound of the bowstring was shocking.
A white snow blade illuminated the sky and earth and flew towards Xiong Tang.
Moon Blade Travels the Sky!
While the Moon Blade was flying, Fang Yun recited the poem aloud.
All the hair on Xiong Tang's body suddenly stood up. He turned around abruptly, and everything in front of him was dazed. He thought to himself, isn't this the legendary crescent moon from the demon world? How could it appear here? Then, he felt his body go cold.
"The moon is dark and the geese fly high!" There was a slight hissing sound, and the three-meter-high moon blade split Xiong Tang into two.
"The demon king escaped at night!" Yue Blade caught up with Xiong Jing who was farther away and cut him in half.
"I want to chase the light cavalry!" The moon blade flew farther and disappeared in the blood mist.
"Heavy snow covers our bows and swords!" Fang Yun sat on his warhorse, looking at the corpses of the two demon kings.
The wind stopped and the snow stopped.
Tan Hemu stared at Fang Yun blankly, muttering to himself: "Could it be that I personally witnessed the birth of a Hanlin war poem? And it was a Hanlin war poem with extremely strong power? A peerless war poem that cut two demon kings in half?"
The spear cavalry quickly moved forward, picked up the lake shells of the two demon kings, cut off the heads of the two demon kings, and handed them to Fang Yun.
Fang Yun turned his horse around and said to the dazed Tan Hemu, "Mr. Hemu, let's keep moving forward."
"Ah? Oh!" Tan Hemu followed behind in a daze, letting Zhan Shilongma run on his own.
After a long while, Tan Hemu looked at Fang Yun's back and asked carefully: "Fang Xusheng, I didn't see it wrong just now, did I? This war poem of yours is the original work, and it has been handed down from generation to generation, right? "
"That's right."
"It's a pity that two messengers are missing."
"It's a demon."
(To be continued.)