The attacks of the Eightfold Holy Appearance fell layer by layer. At this moment, the time around the True Dragon Ancient Sword seemed to stop flowing, and the space seemed to turn into nothingness, as if all power would be destroyed under the attacks of the Eightfold Holy Appearance.
Many great scholars on the top of the Cloud Tower exclaimed that at this time, they could kill those barbarian kings, but they could not save the True Dragon Ancient Sword from the attack of the Eightfold Holy Appearance.
The Eightfold Holy Appearance Attack is already close to the Great Barbarian King's Divine Appearance Attack, a force that even the emperors are unwilling to resist.
Once the True Dragon Ancient Sword is broken, Fang Yunwen’s courage will be severely damaged.
A faint smile appeared on the faces of Liu Shan and others.
The barbarian kings in the distance also began to smile.
Now, only the Guanhai incarnation can save Fang Yun, but once Chen Guanhai breaks through the star wall, the Langlu incarnation will surely take the opportunity to kill the Guanhai incarnation.
Niu Shan tried his best to rescue him, but it was too late.
In front of the smiling faces of the demon kings, the Ancient Dragon Sword suddenly grew larger.
The golden dragon shadow that wrapped around the True Dragon Ancient Sword suddenly expanded to a mile in length, and the True Dragon Ancient Sword inside also expanded by a mile.
Giant spirits patrol the sea, and the dragon clan’s secret magic is transformed into swords.
The attack of the Eightfold Holy Appearance hit the golden dragon phantom outside the True Dragon Ancient Sword solidly. Eight loud noises sounded almost simultaneously, filling the air with blood and energy. The golden dragon's entire body was shattered and exploded into countless golden lights that splashed in all directions.
At this moment, all the monsters laughed. Even if he was a virtual saint, he was only a grand scholar. No matter how powerful the True Dragon Ancient Sword was, it was ultimately a sword condensed by Wen Gong, not a real object as powerful as the Dragon Power Battle Body.
However, the attack of the Eightfold Holy Appearance only shattered the phantom of the real dragon.
In the brilliant golden light, the body of the True Dragon Ancient Sword moved.
From a distance, the True Dragon Ancient Sword swept across at a speed invisible to the naked eye, but to the eighty-eight barbarian kings nearby, the sword was so fast that they seemed unable to react, and yet so slow that the simple horizontal slash seemed to have taken a lifetime.
In the dark night, in front of the two armies, a giant sword slashed across, and a flash of golden light appeared, dividing the day and night into black and white, stirring in all directions. All eighty-eight barbarian kings were split in two, and then the two halves of their bodies melted like candles in fire, and the rotten flesh and blood fell from mid-air and hit the demon soldiers below.
Everyone who saw this scene felt that the battlefield was completely silent, as if they had lost their hearing.
The power of this ancient dragon sword is beyond everyone's imagination.
Liu Shan was stunned.
The barbarian kings on the other three walls were actually frightened, and more than half of them retreated. A few of them were distracted and were quickly killed by several university scholars who took the opportunity to seize the opportunity.
On the top of the Cloud Tower, Tian Songshi sighed softly, "The seven dragon patterns are indeed worthy of their reputation. The sword of the Grand Scholar was able to withstand the blow of the Eightfold Saint Phase without any damage to the sword. Among the great scholars of the human race, few can match it."
"With one sword, he split the sky apart and cut off the life of nearly a hundred barbarian kings. After they died, their bodies turned into mud. This power is enough to fight against the newly promoted Great Barbarian King."
"What a powerful sword. In the past, Fang Xusheng used this giant spirit patrolling the sea to kill all the monsters in Moyao Mountain, leaving several great scholars of Qing Kingdom helpless. Now it seems that it is even stronger than before."
Jiang Hechuan was close to Wen Zong and said, "This sword contains some power from Jiao Sheng Palace. The mighty momentum contained in its sweep is quite like the Yangtze River."
"He is already the Lord of the Yangtze River, so it is natural for him to comprehend some of the power of the Yangtze River and use it in his sword. It is only natural. Except for a few people who specialize in verbal battles, only literary masters can comprehend the sword of great power. As the Lord of the Three Lands, Fang Yun will probably be able to comprehend the sword of great power soon after he becomes a great scholar."
"The bravest of the three armies!"
Above the sky, between the star walls, the incarnations of Guanhai and Langlu slowly raised their heads after watching this sword.
Lang Lu suddenly sighed softly and said, "Allowing Fang Yun to grow up may be the biggest failure of our demon world. Tell me, what will happen if I kill him?"
Guan Hai's incarnation still had a kind look on his face, and he said slowly, "If you don't care about your life, you may have a chance to kill him."
Wolf Slaughter was silent.
Except for the Military Barbarian Saint, no Demon Barbarian Semi-Saint would sacrifice himself to kill a university scholar or a great scholar.
It’s not that they are reluctant to do so, but that their own holy path does not allow it.
When a demon saint admits that his life is not as important as that of a university scholar, his holy path will begin to collapse.
“Perhaps, this Saint can kill him without sacrificing his body!” Lang Lu stared into the eyes of Guan Hai’s incarnation, and the silver wolf hair around his body fluttered slowly.
"First you have to kill all the saints of the human race." The incarnation of Guanhai looked indifferent.
"Then I will kill you first!" The Wolf Slaughter incarnation's eyes widened, and his body suddenly glowed with silver light. In an instant, he turned into a ray of silver light and rushed towards the Guanhai incarnation.
Many people below were observing the two semi-saint incarnations. At this moment, many people’s eyes were dazzled, because the speed of the Wolf Slaughter incarnation had exceeded Shi Ming, and was getting faster and faster.
The verbal sparring of many great scholars was not as fast as that of the Wolf Slaughter incarnation, which meant that the attacks of most of the great scholars could not even touch the Wolf Slaughter incarnation.
When he flew to within ten miles of Guanhai's incarnation, the light blue light around Chen Guanhai surged slowly like waves in the breeze, and rays of holy aura spread out. The Wolf Slaughter incarnation instantly dropped to the speed of Eight Ming.
Eight times the speed of sound is still very fast. It takes only two breaths to fly ten miles and reach the Guanhai incarnation.
However, the next moment, Chen Guanhai uttered a soft hum, and it seemed as if he had only uttered one word, but in everyone's mind it formed a great Confucian defensive war poem, and it was a great Confucian war poem that contained holy power.
A mountain range dozens of miles long blocked the Wolf Slaughter incarnation, and above the mountain there was an endless Great Wall.
There were soldiers patrolling inside the Great Wall, and smoke was rising.
Many scholars who saw this scene, including Fang Yun, were shocked, because many people had seen the war poems of great scholars, but had never seen them used in such a way.
The reason why Guanhai's incarnation can recite poems as if he were to utter a word and turn it into a poem in an instant is that he has mastered the power of the holy literary mind, which was transformed after he reached the peak of eloquence and was completed in one go. It completely makes up for the deficiency that human war poems need to be written or recited.
As the Great Wall mountain range was condensed with holy power, although it was translucent, in everyone's eyes it looked like a real Great Wall of mountains, and every single thing in it was extremely real.
A word from the semi-saint turns the virtual into the real.
boom!
The incarnation of Wolf Slaughter crashed heavily into the Great Wall Mountains. Dozens of miles of the Great Wall Mountains exploded and turned into rubble that splashed in all directions. The body of the incarnation of Wolf Slaughter also stopped, and then attacked again, but the next moment, all the exploded stones returned and condensed into the same Great Wall Mountains again. Wolf Slaughter had no time to react and crashed into it head-on.
This time, the Great Wall Mountains did not explode, but only a slight crack appeared, and a trace of annoyance appeared on Langlu's face.
The scholars and monsters present were all confused. Some were shocked by the way Guanhai's incarnation reunited with Zhan Shi, while others were shocked by Langlu's incarnation, because after continuously crashing into a mountain that was more powerful than a real mountain, Langlu didn't lose a single hair!
The strength of both sides could no longer be measured by ordinary standards, and no one could imagine how their next battle would turn out.
"I thought you were going to die of old age, but I didn't expect you to still be alive. If that's the case, I will use 50% of my strength to test you!"
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