As the battle continued, these great demon kings got over the initial panic and began to fight together.
Their goal was to defend the canyon, so after several failed charges, they gave up attacking and instead focused on fighting a war of attrition to delay time.
Fang Yun just needed to familiarize himself with the new power, so he was not in a hurry.
After realizing that the power of decay could not be used indefinitely, Fang Yun began to control the amount used.
Without the endless power of decay, most of the pressure from the ten great demon kings disappeared.
The wolf-headed holy hammer was hanging high in the sky. Even if it was not activated, the aura it emitted was enough to defeat Fang Yun's war soldiers, but its power was completely suppressed by the Starfire Hun Tian Mirror.
Although the Starfire Hun Tian Jian is not a holy treasure for killing, it is mainly used for moving in the starry sky and needs to devour the sun to exert its power. However, its level is far higher than that of the Semi-Holy Burial Treasure, making the undriven Wolf-Head Holy Hammer useless and eliminating the biggest threat to the opponent's luck.
As the battle progressed, the ten great demon kings felt the pressure increasing again. After careful observation, they found that Fang Yun had made progress.
Fang Yun's strength did not improve, but his combat level grew rapidly.
King Langcong, who had fallen to the second realm, said, "King Shehuan, how long will it take before you can use the Wolf Head Sacred Hammer again?"
The Snake Illusion King said helplessly: "If I were to rest, six hours would be enough, but now I have to keep fighting for at least two days, provided that I have enough holy energy."
"Two days? Isn't that just waiting to die?" King Langcong looked annoyed.
The Snake Illusion King said angrily: "Can you blame me? It was originally planned that one emperor would preside over the sacrifice for one guardian, but something went wrong in the middle. In order to complete the sacrifice quickly, only two emperors can sacrifice at the same time. If you are dissatisfied, you can use it, and you can use it once now!"
King Langcong's face immediately turned red, and he didn't dare to answer. With his current strength, using the Wolf-Head Holy Hammer would be tantamount to suicide.
King Langcong attacked without thinking, and after a long while he said, "Fang Yun's war poets will continue to come. If our holy energy and blood are exhausted, won't we just be waiting for death?"
"Don't worry. Humans are at a disadvantage in a war of attrition with us. Their energy is most easily exhausted. Even if we lose our energy and blood, we can still defeat them with our bodies alone! With his current level of exhaustion, he can only last for an hour at most!"
"That's right. When his energy is exhausted, he will naturally retreat. That's when we will start chasing him." said King Langcong.
After an hour and a half, the Ten Days Great Demon King looked tired, but Fang Yun was still continuously attacking with war poems.
"It's been an hour and a half!" King Langcong whispered.
The Snake King cast a fierce look at the Wolf King and continued to fight in silence.
Another quarter of an hour later, the Snake Illusion King suddenly sent a secret message: "Look, Fang Yun's talent is showing signs of running out!"
Those great demon kings immediately observed carefully. Beads of sweat appeared on Fang Yun's forehead. The time he took to write war poems became noticeably longer, and the interval between each war poem also gradually increased. These were all normal phenomena after a large amount of talent was consumed.
King Langcong said in a stern voice: "King Shehuan, I have fallen from the third realm to the second realm. I must avenge him! If he runs away because his talent is exhausted, you can't stop me from hunting him down!"
The Snake Illusion King laughed and said, "Why should I stop you? I will go with you to hunt him down. Just leave the two demon kings here to guard."
"I don't want to stay!"
"I want to chase Fang Yun!"
The pressure suddenly decreased, and these great demon kings began to make their own plans, all wanting to hunt down Fang Yun.
After these great demon kings quarreled for a long time, the Snake Illusion King said impatiently: "No matter who stays behind, the credit for killing Fang Yun will be divided equally among the ten of us! Whoever quarrels again will stay behind!"
The other great demon kings then stopped arguing and continued fighting, constantly killing the war poem cavalry that rushed over.
The current situation is completely different from the beginning. The ordinary war poem cavalry has lost the power of decay and the protection of the power of flow, and are easily killed by these great demon kings and spirit skeletons.
However, the 20,000 horse archers were no different from the beginning. They had always been within Fang Yun's country and launched endless attacks. Like Li Guang, they became a major concern for the ten great demon kings.
After another hour, King Langcong had become impatient, but Fang Yun was still persisting, except that he was sweating more and looked more tired.
"Hold on, we still have some holy energy!" The Snake Illusion King encouraged the other great demon kings.
The ten great demon kings continued to fight silently.
A quarter of an hour, two quarters of an hour, three quarters of an hour...
Once again, an hour passed. The great demon kings originally had twenty spirit corpses, but now only eight were left. The remaining spirit corpses were eroded by the power of decay and were finally defeated by Fang Yun.
The Eagle King's spirit skeleton was very powerful, but every time it attacked, it would be intercepted by the flow of energy, and it could not exert the true power of the King's spirit skeleton at all.
Fang Yun continued to observe in secret and saw that the holy energy of these ten great demon kings was running low.
Fang Yun quickly examined himself and found that the cracks on the surface of Wang Jinglong's statue on the Holy Soul Writing Platform had healed long ago, which made Fang Yun very happy.
A single statue on the Holy Soul Platform could withstand a weak attack from a Half-Holy Burial Treasure, which was unprecedented in history. Now it could be fully restored within two hours, which was completely beyond Fang Yun's expectations.
The most crucial point is that the current Holy Soul Writing Platform is only in its preliminary stage, with only two semi-saint statues.
"After being promoted to a great scholar in the Qi family realm, I can now use some of the powers that I couldn't use before!" Fang Yun kept calculating in his mind.
Another quarter of an hour passed, and Fang Yun showed hesitation many times, and even the release of his war poems became slow.
The ten-headed demon king was secretly delighted.
"It's almost there, get ready!" King Langcong could hardly hide his joy.
However, Fang Yun seemed to be gritting his teeth and persevering, and actually managed to hold on for another quarter of an hour.
The ten great demon kings could hardly hold back and cursed in their hearts, especially King Langcong, who was almost driven crazy by anger.
"I must kill this Fang Yun!"
Finally, Fang Yun could not hold on any longer. He snorted coldly and the Wuhou chariot quickly retreated, but his body turned into a hundred-foot-long body and rushed towards the canyon.
The ten great demon kings were not afraid at all. Instead, they all showed joy on their faces, knowing that Fang Yun's talent was almost exhausted and he could no longer hold on.
Facing the flow of emperors, three great demon kings joined forces and launched the strongest divine attack below the semi-saint level. Three terrifying forces descended from the sky, covering an area of dozens of miles. Even Fang Yun was on the verge of being attacked.
Fang Yun immediately controlled Xing Liu to quickly avoid the core area of the divine attack. He saw Xing Liu surrounded by golden light, and the surging holy energy condensed into a mountain, facing the triple divine attack.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The earth collapsed and the sky and the earth lost their light.
Unless the emperor uses his most powerful trick, he will definitely be injured if he takes the attack from the three-headed demon king.
Fang Yun barely escaped from the attack range and blocked the aftermath with the power of his family, country and the world.
Xingliu successfully avoided the core of the attack, and the condensed mountain was defeated, but its main body was not injured.
"How dare you!"
Fang Yun was slightly angry and ordered his men to attack again.
Once again, three big demon kings launched a divine attack. Xingliu dodged and resisted, and this time he was not injured again.
Fang Yun became even angrier and continued to let Xingliu attack. The three big demon kings also used divine attacks. This time, Xingliu was slightly injured.
The Nine-Headed Demon King also paid a price. It would be difficult for him to use the Divine Strike in a short period of time, and even other attacks such as the Holy Strike would be weakened.
Fang Yun seemed unwilling to give up and ordered Xingliu to attack again, but the Snake Illusion King grinned and said, "We already knew that you used Xingliu to trick us into using the Divine Strike, so we will use the Divine Strike to consume your holy energy! Don't worry, I will never use my Divine Strike, I will only use it on you!"
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