Behind Fang Yun, a literary platform appeared, the Xuehai Wentai.
Before the four consecutive battle poems were formed, four Wenxin fish jumped into the holy page. Therefore, in addition to Fang Yun's own Wenxin power, there were four additional Wenxin powers.
The first one is to drill a hole in the wall to steal the light of literature. When Fang Yun's war poems attack the King of Shilong, Fang Yun will gain some talent, which is not very useful in this battle.
The second one is the literary mind that makes every day seem like a year, which allows the war poems to continuously absorb more vitality from the heaven and earth and prolong their existence time, but it is useless in the face of the attack of the divine image.
The third one is the worst in terms of literary talent, which is "a piece of empty paper". Fang Yun can write without using paper, but in this case, it is a complete waste.
The appearance of the last literary mind made Fang Yun happy. It was actually the top-grade literary mind "Unfollow One's Promise". Once the enemy attacked his war poem, the war poem would absorb part of its power and transform it into a pure torrent of vitality to counterattack the enemy.
The attack of the divine image was too strong, and the appearance of Wen Xin allowed Fang Yun to gain the power to actively attack instead of passively taking a beating.
At this time, the power of this literary heart is equal to the sum of more than ten literary hearts.
All the strength poured into the pages of the poem, allowing the four-game battle poem to take shape.
A Yumen Pass rose from the ground, with city walls on both sides of it stretching for dozens of miles, striking straight into the sky like a divine sign.
Li Guang, who was riding on a horse, looked up, drew the bow suddenly and raised it at an angle. At the moment of shooting, Li Guang's whole body merged with the long arrow, using his body as the arrow and his fist as the arrow, and he struck the sky in anger!
The lion's claw is pressing down.
boom!
Yumen Pass, dozens of miles of city walls and Li Guang's arrow were shattered, but at the same time, the power of reversal came into play, and an invisible torrent of vitality appeared in front of King Shilong and hit King Shilong's chest hard.
"Puff..."
The Lion King was hit by the edge of the Tianxiang's attack. The thunder hurricane was shattered, the demon's blood and armor were shattered, his chest was sunken, and the surrounding bones were broken into pieces.
King Shilong flew backwards, but there was a sinister smile on his lips. Not to mention Fang Yun, even if a true great scholar used four consecutive battle poems, he would not be able to withstand the attack of the divine image.
No great scholar has ever blocked the attack of the divine image with the help of a war poem. In terms of destructive power, the attack of the divine image exceeds any power below the semi-saint of the human race!
When King Shuyin saw this scene, his face suddenly changed. If Fang Yun died here, the saints of the human race would certainly not let it go. The star monsters were friends in the eyes of Fang Yun, the Moon Emperor, but they were no different from plants and trees in the eyes of the saints. The saints of the human race would certainly let all the star monsters in the Shihan Ancient Land be buried with Fang Yun!
Facing the most invincible force below the semi-saint level, Fang Yun remained calm, without the slightest panic.
If one poem can't stop it, then two.
In Fang Yun's hand, the Sandu Pen emitted white light, which instantly intertwined into the shadows of three magnificent cities.
The three cities of Wei, Shu and Wu are arranged from bottom to top, vaguely visible and connected as one.
"Fu of Three Capitals" is the longest and strongest defensive war poem by a great Confucian scholar of the human race. It bloomed in the ancient land of Shihan through the great Confucian scholar's treasure pen given by the family of King Wen.
The smile on King Shilong's face froze, because he sensed a faint aura of semi-saint flowing through the capitals of the three kingdoms, doubling the power of these three cities.
"The Holy Bone Writing Pen!" King Shilong couldn't help but shout out.
No matter how powerful a great scholar is at protecting a cultural treasure, he cannot block the attack of a divine being. However, if a holy bone is integrated into the cultural treasure, it will be different.
That was the gift given to Fang Yun when he was conferred the title of Virtual Saint.
It is also one of the most powerful protective pens among all the great Confucian pens of the human race!
The divine lion claws fell down with overwhelming force.
The capital of Wu collapsed.
The capital of Shu was shattered.
The capital of Wei collapsed.
Although the capital of Wei collapsed, the foundation was still there, but there were countless cracks.
Fang Yun blocked the attack!
The impact of the divine image formed a ring-shaped aftermath, sweeping across a hundred miles in an instant. The thick snow melted, and all the monsters under the demon king were turned into meat paste.
An area of snow-free land with a radius of one hundred miles appeared out of nowhere.
On the edge of this snowless land is the camp of the Blood Demon Barbarians.
When the three big demon kings in the sky saw this scene, they were furious and their hair stood on end.
Just as the three great demon kings were about to take action, they saw four great demon kings flying over the sky above the Seventh Cold City, cutting off their thoughts of helping the Lion King.
"King Shilong, return to the camp immediately!" The voice of a great demon king rolled across the sky like thunder.
"Next time we meet, I will definitely kill you!" King Shilong glared at Fang Yun fiercely, turned around and fled, while staring at King Shuyin who was rushing towards him, preparing to avoid the opponent's attack.
At this moment, the seemingly injured True Dragon Ancient Sword trembled slightly, transformed into a dragon, and its true power was fully revealed.
The golden dragon opened its mouth, took a deep breath, and aimed at the Lion King.
"Huh..."
The terrifying golden dragon flame poured down like a waterfall, and the ground within a radius of twenty feet centered on the Lion King melted instantly, while the Lion King screamed in the flames.
"Get out!" King Shilong roared, waving his claws to the sky, the Holy Image's attack soared into the sky, and the translucent giant claws slapped the golden dragon away.
The dragon flame disappeared, and King Shilong looked up and saw a black shadow flash by.
The Rat King's second assassination attempt.
The Lion King tried his best to avoid the vital points, but his left front leg was cut off.
Both legs were recovering at an extremely slow pace, and the injury to the chest was more serious and was recovering even slower.
Fortunately, the demon king can fly directly in the air without having to step on the ground.
King Shilong stared at King Shuyin and tried his best to escape. He didn't care about Fang Yun. In his eyes, even if a mere Grand Secretary could attack, his power would be limited. So far, Fang Yun had not been able to hurt him directly.
But the next moment, King Shilong suddenly turned his head and looked up at the sky.
A huge crystal clear ice sword fell from the sky. Wherever it passed, the sky was split and the snow was separated, and everything was frozen.
I wish to draw the sword at my waist and kill Lou Lan.
King Shilong only felt a chill on his back, and vaguely felt that the pure destructive power of this war poem was only good, but the icy power contained in it was a huge threat.
At the same time, Rat King launched his third attack.
King Shilong was so frightened that his lion's hair stood on end. This time, King Shuyin tried his best, but he himself was in a low point. He could fly, but he lost his legs and was not as flexible as usual. It was difficult for him to avoid vital points like the previous two times.
Should I avoid Zhan Shi's Snow-Slashing Sword or avoid the Rat Hidden King
King Shilong chose the latter, because the attack of the Great Demon King would eventually surpass that of the Grand Secretary.
King Shilong took a deep breath, and a large amount of energy and blood surged up to take on Fang Yun's Snow-Cutting Sword. At the same time, he tried his best to guard against King Shuyin who was already approaching.
Snap!
The huge Snow-Cutting Sword fell on the back of King Shilong, and the sword shattered, leaving only a three-foot-deep wound on King Shilong's back.
This was already an amazing achievement for any great scholar, but a wound of this magnitude was nothing to the Great Demon King.
King Shilong smiled slightly, thinking that it seemed that he had made the right choice...
Suddenly, King Shilong's eyes widened as multiple invisible forces surged into every part of his body, including the breath of Weak Water, the coldness of the Ten Cold Ancient Land, and other types of coldness.
A thin layer of ice formed on the body of the great demon king, his joints were frozen, and his movements were extremely slow.
King Shilong was furious, and his blood and energy surged throughout his body. He only needed a breath to expel these external forces.
However, Shuyin was already approaching.
King Shilong, with his whole body stiff, tried his best to dodge, but in the end he could only watch King Shuyin's sharp teeth cut his head like a knife.
The lion's head fell to the ground.
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