Almost everyone was stunned. Fang Yun used every possible means to kill the Imperial Capital Army. If Fang Yun was not there, even if everyone did not fight for the Mist Butterfly, seven or eight scholars would have been killed. Fang Yun's contribution was even greater than that of the other scholars combined.
But Liu Zizhi actually wanted to hinder Fang Yun from obtaining the Mist Butterfly.
"Oh?" Fang Yun looked at Liu Zizhi with a very calm gaze, but in the eyes of other scholars, this calmness was a little scary.
Liu Zizhi's eyes flashed slightly, as if he wanted to look at Fang Yun, but when he saw Fang Yun's unusually calm gaze, he couldn't help but avoid it.
Yan Yukong said with a sullen face: "Liu Zizhi, you are so calculating! If you dare to say that I will kill you when fighting with the monsters, you say now that I won't do it, but I don't agree!"
Li Fanming said: "The Fog Butterfly was mainly won by Fang Yun. There is no room for negotiation on this matter. It must be given to Fang Yun!"
"Liu Zizhi, you better be careful in Shengxu next time!" Sun Naiyong clenched his fists. As a military strategist dealing with external affairs, he hated to see this kind of thing the most.
Liu Zizhi had no shame on his face and said loudly: "Why, isn't what I said reasonable? This fog butterfly is a rare creature after all, how can it be treated like a slave? Since Fang Yun is a role model of a scholar, you should let the fog butterfly make its own choice and let it submit to you wholeheartedly. Fang Yun, what do you think?"
Everyone looked at Fang Yun.
Fang Yun's mouth curved up in a rather amusing arc, and he slowly said, "After provoking me again and again, it seems that someone has turned a deaf ear to my words. Liu Zizhi, I have one last question for you, do you really want to do this? You have to understand that Wudie is mine after all."
Fang Yun's voice was resounding, and he even exuded the autumnal feeling that he felt when he played "The General's Order".
A flash of surprise flashed across Liu Zizhi's eyes. Then he said, "Fang Yun, your ambition is to be a semi-saint. You want to be remembered for generations! Even if this is the Holy Ruins, I didn't harm you. If you want to kill me, you will bear the stigma for the rest of your life!"
Fang Yun suddenly lowered his eyes slightly and said slowly: "What you said makes sense. It would be better to let Wudie choose."
A triumphant smile appeared on Liu Zizhi's face, and his eyes even revealed a hint of disdain, as if he was looking at an ignorant and corrupt scholar, and then he wanted to take something from his Hanhu Bei.
Many candidates showed disappointment. Even Niu Shan beside Fang Yun was a little depressed.
But Fang Yun pointed at Liu Zizhi.
"Niu Shan, kill him!"
The demon generals led by Niu Shan quickly rushed towards Liu Zizhi. The two sides were less than ten feet apart. Liu Zizhi didn't even have time to use his protective treasures. He was chopped in half by Niu Shan's axe.
The two bodies fell to the sides, and brain matter, internal organs, intestines, and blood splattered out.
All the candidates suddenly realized. Fang Yun asked Wudie to choose, but Wudie would never choose Liu Zizhi!
At this moment, all the candidates had the same thought.
We need to get to know Fang Yun again!
"Well done!" Sun Naiyong and Li Fanming couldn't help but say.
The expression of astonishment on Liu Zizhi's face was split into two, and he never understood until his death why Fang Yun was so decisive.
At the last moment of his life, Liu Zizhi discovered that Fang Yun suddenly took out a Jinshi literary treasure, and the sound of the protective war poem "Ode to the Cassia Tree" echoed in the air. A translucent osmanthus tree's light and shadow enveloped Fang Yun, forming a powerful protective force.
"You think too highly of yourself. You are not worthy of me bearing the stigma. You don't even have the courage to confront me head-on in the Holy Ruins, unless someone gives you the courage. Right, Lord Xiong?"
Fang Yun did not look at Liu Zizhi's body, but at the spirit beast beside Liu Zizhi, which was not a spirit leopard, but a spirit dog.
From beginning to end, the spirit dog was no different from other spirit beasts, and Fang Yun never even glanced at it.
The spirit dog shuddered, turned around and fled, with a Jinshi literary treasure in its mouth, and the power of the running poem made it run very fast.
However, Fang Yun exchanged seven Hanhu shells from Linggu, so he had a lot of Jinshi Wenbao in his hand.
A paperweight appeared in Fang Yun's hand, and then a translucent mountain was projected, stretching for a mile, with smooth and straight mountain walls, blocking the evil king.
"If you don't have the treasure to escape, you will die here." Fang Yun said.
At this moment, everyone understood that with Liu Zizhi's strength and intelligence, it was impossible for him to make things difficult for Fang Yun after meeting him in the Holy Ruins. He was not a disciple of a sub-saint family like Xun Ye, but Liu Zizhi did it anyway. He must have something to rely on. However, everyone still couldn't figure out why Fang Yun could guess that the evil king's spirit had occupied the spirit dog.
Yan Yukong said coldly: "If you, the evil lord, only targeted Fang Yun, I would only stop you and not kill you, but you actually secretly instigated discord. Don't leave today! Kill!"
Yan Yukong gave the order, and the other candidates had to take action, but some were slow to act, while others were fast.
The spirit dog was horrified, and spat out a holy page from the drinking water shell in its mouth. The holy page spontaneously combusted, and suddenly a ball of white light emerged from its body, and it was about to disappear in the light.
"Hmph!" A drop of red blood with a hint of purple appeared in front of Yan Yukong, and the blood condensed into a round blood bead in the air. When the blood drop appeared, the people around him didn't feel anything unusual, but the Demon King not far away was so scared that his hair stood on end and he retreated quickly. The Mist Butterfly fell to the ground violently, covering its head with its pink wings and trembling.
Fang Yun saw that the blood drop actually contained a tiny ancient sword of talent. The color of this ancient sword of talent was very special. It was neither the white sword of ordinary Jinshi, nor the bronze sword of some Hanlin, nor even the blood-red sword of Li Wenying, but a sword of tongue with rust all over its surface.
This sword of words absorbed the purple-red blood drops, expanded rapidly, and slashed directly at the evil king.
As soon as this rusty ancient sword appeared, the white light around the evil king was suppressed and he was unable to escape.
At the same time, the wind in the sky became violent, and an invisible and colorless wind descended from the sky and blew towards the rusty ancient sword.
However, the rusty ancient sword was too close to the evil king, and it would definitely hit him before the strange wind came.
“Half-Saint Ancient Sword, what a decisive Half-Saint disciple, what a number one scholar in the world! Yan Yukong, this mortal enemy is created!” While the evil king was speaking, five drops of purple-red blood appeared in front of him, but his blood beads were far less bright than Yan Yukong’s, and there was a hint of decadence.
Five drops of blood turned into five large hands stacked together to block Yan Yukong's ancient sword. The white light around the evil king became brighter and he was about to turn into light and escape.
"I've disliked you for a long time!" Sun Naiyong shouted, and a holy page burned in front of him. A strange power fell on the evil king, not only breaking the power of the evil king's white light and the running poem, but also making the spirit dog's body shake, preventing the evil king from controlling the spirit dog with his distracted mind.
"Asshole!" The fierce king couldn't help cursing. He was not his real body, even if he was fully prepared. But he was facing the most outstanding disciples of the strongest families in the world. These people would not kill people on their own initiative, but once they were forced into a corner, the cards left by the family for them would inevitably be revealed one by one.
The power of the other candidates' war poems had already reached them, and the mere spirit dog was simply unable to stop them.
The evil king sighed softly. An ancient book emerged. The spirit dog spat out a mouthful of black blood. Then the white light and the protective power of Jinshi Wenbao that had been broken reappeared.
The power of those Juren's battle poems fell on the evil monarch, but was blocked by the power of the white light and Jinshi Wenbao.
However, Mo Shan of the Mo family took action early.
A huge mechanical snake emerged from the ground beneath the feet of the evil king. It leaped high into the air, swallowed the spirit dog, and then the mechanical blades in its body strangled it crazily.
"I'm going to die now, right?" Li Fanming felt a slight pain between his legs. Yan Yukong, Sun Naiyong and Mo Shan, three Juren, had joined forces to deal with him using life-saving methods. Not to mention Juren or Jinshi, even a Hanlin would have been dead for sure.
"When I leave the Holy Ruins and reunite with my main body, you will all die! This feud is irreconcilable!"
Suddenly, the giant mechanical snake exploded violently. A white light attached to a jade pendant full of ferocious aura, and it flew out with a River Drinking Shell and rushed towards the giant bronze gate.
Fang Yun had to stop, and everyone else stopped as well.
That is the Bloodline Jade Pendant, which is a very rare and extremely powerful means of life-saving among the saint families. It is invincible below the semi-saint level. Once this Bloodline Jade Pendant is used, it means all the trump cards are revealed.
Fang Yun revealed a faint smile. Since the evil king even used the blood jade pendant, he finally had the possibility of killing him in the Holy Ruins!
Yan Yukong turned around and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, the Holy Ruins suppressed all the overly powerful destructive forces to prevent the Holy Ruins from becoming turbulent again, so we can't kill the evil king."
Fang Yun bowed and said, "Thank you all for your help. I didn't expect you would use such a life-saving method to help me."
Sun Naiyong smiled and said, "Even if it's not used on you, it will be used on the Imperial Capital Army. Since you help us deal with the Imperial Capital Army, we will help you deal with the evil king. Han Xin was a semi-saint, but he was eventually killed. Now their descendants are also being persecuted by the evil king. I can't do anything outside the Holy Ruins, so when I get here, of course I have to do my best!"
Mo Shan said, "The evil king has been plundering like crazy for more than seven years, and he has too many ways to save his life. But now he has used the blood jade pendant, which means he only has one or two ways to save his life. As for thanking you, there is no need. If you still don't know what the test of the Holy Ruins is, then it would be a waste of time."
After saying that, Mo Shan glanced at Liu Zizhi's body. There was neither contempt nor regret in his eyes, but a cold indifference as if he was looking at a dead object.
Xun Ye's body trembled slightly and he lowered his head in shame.
Han Shoulu and many other scholars nodded in agreement and looked at Xun Ye with regret.
Li Fanming smiled and said, "Master Fang, I didn't expect that you are usually so tolerant, but today you are so decisive. The killing is very satisfying! It is true that Liu Zizhi has a personal grudge against you, but my human race has joined forces to prevent the monsters from snatching the Star King. He targeted you at this time. It's a good killing! However, how do you know that the spirit dog is the evil king, just because Liu Zizhi dared to provoke you?"
Fang Yun said: "Liu Zizhi dared to let Wudie choose because he has something that Wudie urgently needs, and Wudie will definitely choose him. However, except for Xiong Jun, almost no one knows about that thing, and almost no one can get it. What's more, except for Xiong Jun, Liu Zizhi is unlikely to trust others and cooperate with me."
Everyone nodded. Fang Yun’s inference was not wrong at all. Among the people known to have entered the Holy Ruins, the Evil Lord was the only possibility.
"What does Misty Butterfly need urgently?"
Fang Yun took out a Hanhu shell, which Niu Shan had handed over after killing Liu Zizhi, and then he stretched out his hand and a purple crystal-like holy fruit appeared in his hand. (To be continued...)
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