Following behind the army of ten thousand, Fang Yun followed closely in a stream, and soon, the two sides were five miles apart.
At this distance, the power of the great scholar's war poems remains undiminished, but Fang Yun's war poems are still mainly inferior to those of the great scholar, so he continues to move forward.
The ten big demon kings were not afraid when they saw that Fang Yun did not stop, and even hoped that Fang Yun would get closer.
When the two sides were three miles apart, the flow stopped immediately, and the 100,000-strong army accelerated again.
The eighty thousand lancers were like ten thousand tigers descending from the mountains, with great momentum.
Twenty thousand cavalry archers bent their bows and shot arrows, and long arrows containing various powers fell like rain towards the ten great demon kings.
In the eyes of the Great Demon King, only the War Poetry Generals were somewhat threatening, and ordinary War Poetry soldiers were not even a match for him. The Great Demon King had never been injured by a War Poetry soldier. However, Fang Yun was so famous that eight of the Great Demon Kings instinctively integrated a trace of holy energy into the Qi and Blood Armor to protect their bodies.
However, King Langcong and King Snake, who were good at attacking and not fond of defense, not only did not use their holy energy for defense, but stepped forward, ready to defeat the army first.
Thousands of arrows flew towards the Wolf King and the Snake King. The two great demon kings were both in the third realm and had great confidence in their blood and qi armor. They did not even release other protective powers and wanted to use their strongest power on the attack.
The two big demon kings looked ahead proudly, letting the arrows fall on them.
These archers were strengthened by the Wumiao Wentai, and their attacks were extremely concentrated. The two great demon kings were huge in size, so in just a blink of an eye, more than three hundred arrows hit the bodies of the two great demon kings.
The two big demon kings first showed a puzzled look, and then were extremely shocked. Suddenly, violent blood and energy erupted from their bodies. They even used dozens of strands of holy energy to blow away all the arrows that hit them and were about to fly towards them.
In the violent impact of qi and blood, the eyes of the two great demon kings were a little confused, because they both found that their qi and blood armor were pierced by at least one hundred arrows, and wounds appeared on their bodies.
The two great demon kings were thinking helplessly, when will the Second Realm Great Scholar's Summoning Poems be able to cause harm to the Third Realm Great Demon King? Generally speaking, even if the Third Realm Great Demon Kings do not use Qi and Blood Armor, the weapons of the War Poem Soldiers cannot cause any damage to them.
The skin and hair of the Third Realm Demon King are harder than steel!
After being confused, the two big demon kings immediately felt that each arrow contained multiple terrible powers, especially weak water, strange wind, two ancestral star powers, various literary powers and elusive holy power, which actually penetrated directly into the body.
Then, the two big demon kings became frightened and retreated violently. King Langcong shouted, "Don't be hit by Fang Yun. There is something strange about his battle poem."
After these fourteen words were spoken, the other eight demon kings felt cold and stiff all over.
Because, just after saying these fourteen words, the auras of the two third-level demon kings suddenly dropped to the second level!
"How could this happen!" King Langcong checked himself in panic.
The Snake King shouted, "There is a strange power in my heart core that is constantly weakening my strength! I am consuming holy energy to resist. If I didn't use holy energy, I would have fallen to an ordinary demon king now."
The Snake Illusion King squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "Fang Yun's battle poem contains the power of the Holy Way!"
"What!" The other nine-headed demon kings were shocked, and then looked at Fang Yun, completely unable to believe it.
"You two..." The Snake King's voice suddenly stopped.
Part of the Wolf King's green fur turned dry and yellow, and the Snake King's scales became loose and fell off.
Life expectancy is greatly reduced.
"Not good!" The Snake Illusion King suddenly looked at the twenty spirit skeletons.
Except for the Emperor's spirit body, the other nineteen spirit bodies were more or less hit by the long arrows. On the surface, the spirit bodies only had a few more wounds, but their auras were rapidly decreasing. All the second-level spirit bodies were reduced to the first level.
Fang Yun did not relax, and used the linked poems step by step, including "Ode to the Qin People", "Yumen Pass" and "Destroying Loulan".
Qinghai's long clouds darken the snow-capped mountains.
The lonely city looks towards Yumen Pass from afar.
Yellow sands have worn golden armor through hundreds of battles,
I will not return until I have conquered Loulan!
When the poem "Pottery of Loulan" was completed, the sky was dark, white snow and yellow sand were flying all over the sky, and the area within a radius of ten miles was shrouded in a wild sandstorm.
Amid the falling snow and yellow sand, the blood and energy of the ten great demon kings were rising. The yellow sand and falling snow were like a deadly poison, rapidly corroding the demon kings' blood and energy and consuming their strength.
"No! Don't hide your strength!" The Snake King shouted, and the brown treasure jar in front of him suddenly exploded, and a huge wolf-head hammer slowly rose and quickly grew larger.
The surface of the black wolf-head hammer was glowing with a strong bloody light. When the blood light appeared, it was like the sun shining on snow. Whether it was the second round of arrows or the yellow sand in the sky, all of them melted away completely.
The power of the Semi-Saint Burial Treasure was unparalleled. With a burst of red light, it could actually kill an army of 100,000.
Fang Yun snorted coldly, and the Starfire Hun Tianjian behind him suddenly sped up his rotation, and a burst of fire spread like a cloud, offsetting some of the power of the Semi-Saint Burial Treasure.
There was still a part of the power of the Semi-Saint Burial Treasure that fell on the army of 100,000. The armor formed by the flowing power flashed three times and then completely collapsed.
But, apart from that, the 100,000 war poets seemed to have suffered no damage.
The ten great demon kings were stunned. That was a Semi-Saint Burial Treasure. Even though it couldn't be driven at full power now, it was definitely a real normal attack. How could it be offset just like that
Shouldn't the holy object wipe out all enemies once it appears
The Snake Illusion King immediately recalled the details and said, "So that's it! It was the power of Fang Yun's family, country, and the mysterious holy way that offset the power of the Wolf Head Holy Hammer! He definitely can't withstand the second blow! I can see that the power of the Starfire Hun Tianjian is limited and can't really attack us!"
As he spoke, the Snake King took a deep breath and injected a large amount of holy energy and his own blood into the Wolf Head Holy Hammer.
The wolf-headed holy hammer suddenly grew larger, about a hundred feet high, and then lightly smashed into the air in front of it, as if nodding.
The Wolf-Headed Holy Hammer did not rush to Fang Yun, but a huge translucent hammer with a radius of ten miles suddenly appeared above Fang Yun, carrying a terrifying power like a mountain pressing down on him, and smashed down straight away.
The earth will collapse.
At this moment, a clear light shot up into the sky behind Fang Yun, blocking the giant hammer, and then the Holy Soul Writing Platform flew out from the clear light.
There are two statues of saints on the Shenghunwen Terrace, one is Wang Jinglong and the other is Zhang Zhongjing.
The eyes of the statue of Wang Jinglong suddenly glowed, as if it came alive. It stretched out its index finger and pointed at the giant hammer. Without any power, the giant hammer in the sky suddenly collapsed.
Afterwards, the faint light on Wang Jinglong's statue faded, and the surface slowly cracked, covered with spider-web-like cracks.
In Fang Yun's country and the world, the power of decay has been slightly reduced.
The ten big demon kings were completely stunned.
"Fang Yun only used the Wentai to block the Wolf Head Holy Hammer once? Is the Half-Saint Burial Treasure too weak, or is Fang Yun too strong?"
"Even if the Snake Illusion King is only at the fourth level, a single strike from the Half-Saint Burial Treasure would be enough to injure the Emperor. Why didn't Fang Yun move at all?"
The Snake King couldn't catch his breath and vomited blood.
The other great demon kings looked at the Snake Illusion King nervously. One had to be at least an emperor to wield the Semi-Saint Burial Treasure multiple times. He was only at the fourth realm, and with the power and holy energy of the Ancestral God clan, he could indeed use the Semi-Saint Burial Treasure, but using it twice in such a short time was already at its limit. If he dared to use the Wolf-Head Holy Hammer again in a short period of time, it would inevitably damage his roots, completely cutting off his possibility of becoming a saint.
At this time, an army of one hundred thousand had arrived.
Eighty thousand cavalrymen were like a tsunami, instantly drowning the ten great demon kings and twenty spirit corpses.
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