Five translucent mountains stood in the air, with a Wen Zong standing on each mountain top.
On one side of Mount Tai, Fang Yun was in the ball of light that was like his country and homeland, fighting against the power of the Five Mountains and the world. The jade behind him moved and the brush in his hand tumbled.
Soon, Fang Yun's country and empire expanded, and one after another, famous generals and kings of war poetry appeared by his side.
After leaving the Sacred Burial Valley, Fang Yun learned all the great Confucian scholars' war poems, so in this battle, he used more great Confucian scholars' war poems than in the Sacred Burial Valley.
Soon, ten kings of the War Poetry Kingdom appeared beside Fang Yun, some wielding the Emperor's Sword, some holding the King's Bow, and some holding the Tiger Tally to summon the army and join forces with Fang Yun to attack Emperor Wenzong Jing Chengxi in front.
The rest of the people watching the battle on the Guilty Turtle Prison Cart looked at the ten War Poetry Monarchs in disbelief.
If we don't count the legendary saint's war poems, the king's war poems are the strongest type of poems to summon troops. Every king who writes war poems is at least equivalent to a great scholar in a certain realm.
However, no power can be perfect, and the King of War Poems has an obvious shortcoming, which is extremely wasteful of talent.
After all, every king has once carried the destiny of a country and was the master of all people. Once he appears in the world, he needs a huge amount of talent to support him.
Generally speaking, for a great scholar, summoning two kings is already the limit. If he summons three kings, his talent can only last for a quarter of an hour at most.
But now, there are ten kings who fought against the enemy, and they are all famous. They are Shang Tang, the founding king of the Shang Dynasty, King Wu of Zhou who unified the world, Duke Huan of Qi, the leader of the Five Hegemons of the Spring and Autumn Period, Emperor Liu Bang who killed the white snake, Emperor Wu of Han who expanded the Han Dynasty, and Sun Quan, a great ruler...
Any great scholar who could summon ten war poetry kings in one breath would surely have his talent drained away, but now, Fang Yun was still full of energy and was not affected at all.
Jing Yuanhu shouted on the Guilty Turtle Prison Cart: "Fang Yun is a man with evil ambitions. He clearly has amazing abilities, but he didn't reveal them all in front of the Holy Temple. He must have some unspeakable secrets when he entered the Sea Cliff Ancient Land."
Jing Liren looked at his nephew helplessly and shook his head gently. There was no need for Jing Yuanhu to say anything, almost everyone could guess that Fang Yun's purpose of coming here was not simple.
Seeing Fang Yun's heroic figure fighting in the front, Jing Liren's face showed a trace of regret. At that time, Jing Yuanhu urged him to take charge of the overall situation of the Jing family. He could have refused, but in the end he underestimated Fang Yun and thought that after Fang Yun left the Holy Temple, his strength would be at most equal to that of Emperor Wenzong.
Now it seems that Fang Yun’s strength is indeed comparable to Wen Zong, but I don’t know how much he is comparable to.
Jing Liren thought for a moment, then waved at Jing Chengxi with all his strength. When Jing Chengxi turned around and looked at him, he said, "I can take in the overall situation from here. Fang Yun is a very powerful person, and you can't do anything to him. Now we only have two options: use the treasure to subdue him as soon as possible, or go to the poisonous desert, find the head of the family and Lei Tingyu, and let all the great scholars of Haiya Ancient Land join forces to capture and kill him!"
Jing Liren was far away from Jing Chengxi. Without his talent, his voice could not be heard far away. However, as a great scholar, Jing Chengxi could understand lip reading.
After just a few breaths, Jing Chengxi's expression changed slightly, and when the two sides had not yet decided the winner, he suddenly threw something from his sleeve towards Fang Yun.
It was a model that looked like a small boat, only a foot long, made up of countless golden grains of sand. Apart from that, it was extremely ordinary, without even a brilliant glow.
However, this small sand boat contains explosive power, and every grain of sand exudes a faint holy power.
If you look closely, you will find that each grain of sand is shaped like a human head.
The smallest details are extremely terrifying.
However, Fang Yun showed a barely perceptible smile.
"A semi-saint treasure? I have one too!"
Suddenly, everyone saw a vast expanse of white in front of their eyes, as if the sun was rising before their eyes, and hot air waves were sweeping in all directions.
Everyone immediately squinted their eyes and looked, and saw a huge bronze wheel appear behind Fang Yun, slowly spinning, making a sound of stone grinding, and at the same time emitting a faint flame, and the entire sky was distorted by the flame.
The Starfire Hun Tian Mirror released a powerful holy power, blocking the Sand Boat outside.
"Huh?"
At first, Fang Yun thought that the Sand Boat was a complete semi-saint treasure, and the Starfire Universal Mirror could not block it immediately. He also wanted to take out the Red Giant Fire and other semi-saint treasures to resist it, but now it was blocked by the Starfire Universal Mirror, which means that the Sand Boat was just a projection.
Most of the power of the Starfire Hun Tianjian is still sealed, but it is a complete dragon treasure after all, and it can easily fight against the projection of ordinary semi-saint treasures.
"How come you have a semi-sacred treasure!"
Jing Chengxi showed a look of heartache and hurriedly took back the sand boat.
But it was too late.
The surface of the Sand Boat was burning with endless true fire from the sun, and the entire treasure began to slowly melt.
The nineteen scholars in the prison car were stunned.
The reason why they have absolute confidence in defeating Fang Yun is that besides their large numbers and the five literary masters, their biggest trump card is the projection of the Sand Boat.
The Sand Boat is a treasure that the Well Saint obtained from the ancient land of Haiya. After years of refining and transformation, it can be used by the human race.
For the sake of the former residence of the Semi-Saint and Mr. Bi, the head of the Jing family rushed to the Poison Desert with the main body of the Sand Boat, and in order to capture Fang Yun, they brought the projection with them.
Although the power of the projection is far inferior to that of the original body, its power is also very strong, especially the holy power contained in it, which can definitely suppress everyone below the semi-saint level.
They believed that as long as they activated the Sand Boat projection, the holy power would surely sweep across all directions, and Fang Yun would surely panic and kneel down to beg for mercy.
As a result, it broke!
Burned by Fang Yun!
The development of the matter was completely beyond their imagination. They could never have dreamed that a great scholar in the fourth realm could have a complete holy treasure and look so powerful.
Others didn't recognize it, so Jing Chengliang on the side suddenly said, "I remember this treasure. It appeared in the murals of the Water Tribe. It's the Dragon Tribe's treasure, the Starfire Heavenly Mirror! It should be at the level of an ancestral treasure, but its main function is long-distance teleportation. If used to kill enemies, its power is not as good as a normal ancestral treasure, but it is also above a semi-saint treasure!"
Hearing the word "ancestral treasure", everyone couldn't help but shudder. That was a treasure personally refined by a great figure called Confucius. In the entire human race, only a few treasures of Confucius could reach that level.
They suddenly felt that it was normal for the Sand Boat projection to be burned by such a treasure.
"Fang Xusheng, there may be some misunderstandings between us..." Jing Chengxi threw away the Sand Boat that was about to burn to ashes and smiled kindly.
"Eighty breaths."
After Fang Yun finished speaking, the way he held the pen suddenly changed. He no longer held it properly, but instead held it as if he was holding a sword.
Fang Yun wielded his pen like a sword, swinging it lightly.
A cold light appears for ten miles, and a line divides heaven and earth.
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An ear-piercing sound was heard, and the ten-mile sword light broke through the surging power in the Five Mountains and flew towards Jing Chengxi like a huge scimitar.
The flowers in the hall intoxicate three thousand guests, and the sword brings cold frost to fourteen states.
Jing Chengxi already knew that the battle poem "Ode to Fang Yun" was extremely powerful, and he had already made preparations. He saw a flash of precious light in front of him, which turned into a water curtain, blocking the frosty sword light.