Everyone looked at the dead Jing Chengliang, with not much pain or grief on their faces, but more of surprise and confusion.
This result happened too quickly and was too hard to accept. I don't have time to feel sad.
A literary master just kept falling from power and then died
They couldn't believe the outcome.
Could this be the true power of a virtual saint
There was no long battle, no earth-shaking momentum, no terrifying vision. After only a hundred breaths, the dignified Emperor Wen Zong ended up like this due to a slight negligence and became a dried corpse.
Everyone slowly looked at Fang Yun. Was this a special case, or were all the scholars in Shengyuan Continent already this strong
So far, Fang Yun has not shown any sign of difficulty.
Both Jing Chengxi and the other three Wenzong who were not specifically targeted by Fang Yun had sweated before because of the large amount of talent consumed in a short period of time.
Fang Yun didn’t.
Fang Yun has not shed a drop of sweat so far. Although he has been through a battle, he is still as clean as a person who has just showered, not only in body and clothes, but also in spirit.
In other words, Fang Yun has not yet used his full strength and is still hiding his strength.
A great scholar in the fourth realm actually possesses almost complete power of the holy way. Although the total amount is small, it is strange and powerful. How can this battle continue
“My dear brother…” Jing Chengxi stretched out his hand and lifted up Jing Chengliang’s body from the back of the crane.
Less than four feet tall, like a baby.
Suddenly, Jing Chengliang's body cracked and shattered, finally falling like sand and dust.
Died without a complete body.
"Fang Yun, you are so cruel!" Jing Chengxi looked at Fang Yun with hatred in his eyes.
Fang Yun's expression remained unchanged, and he said, "I have a question. Compared with Wasting Wen Gong, Crushing Wen Dan, and Cutting Talent, who is more vicious?"
"That was just what I said in anger!" Jing Chengxi said angrily.
"This is the difference between you and me. You can only speak in anger, but I can make it come true."
After Fang Yun finished speaking, he waved the great scholar's writing brush, and the frosty sword light struck across, instantly arriving in front of Jing Chengxi and shattering his treasure.
"You... I've already surrendered, why are you still attacking me!" Jing Chengxi was shocked and angry, and hurriedly took action to defend himself.
The other three Wenzong were also shocked and angry, and hurriedly used war poems to defend themselves.
Fang Yun replied indifferently: "You took action without my permission; how could I agree to your surrender!"
The four Wenzongs were in the wrong and had no words to say.
"The four seas and the world!" Jing Chengxi shouted loudly, and the country and the world around him turned into a vast ocean. The other three people followed suit, forming four connected seas with turbulent waves that instantly submerged Fang Yun.
Jing Chengxi then said with a thunderous tongue: "Fang Yun is extremely vicious. He actually wants to kill us all. You don't have to hold back. You must do your best to kill him! Even if you die, you must injure him severely! The scholars of Haiya Ancient Land cannot allow the thugs of Shengyuan Continent to bully us!"
"Kill him!" Many people in the Sin Turtle Prison Car shouted loudly.
However, Jing Liren looked at the battle in front of him with a sad face, without any anger, because all of this was his own fault. From the very beginning, he should not have been an enemy of Fang Yun who suddenly came into the world.
The four wanted to counterattack, but what they were waiting for was Fang Yun's violent and crushing attack.
The Five Punishments, the True Dragon's Poison Attack and the Ten Thousand Evils Mountain suppressed the three literary masters.
Two real dragon ancient swords attacked Jing Chengxi, making him exhausted and unable to fight back.
Fang Yun stood in the center of the four seas, standing tall and motionless, yet he was able to suppress the four literary masters.
"I don't understand why you have to borrow the power of the four seas!" There was a hint of helplessness in Fang Yun's tone.
Establishing the world is a united form of family, country and the world. The combined efforts of everyone are far stronger than a single family, country and the world.
However, the creation of the world by the human race originated from the Shengyuan Continent, from the power of celestial phenomena, from the sages of the human race, and combined with the vitality and talent of heaven and earth, thus forming a powerful force.
This world of four seas is where human beings comprehend the four seas, communicate with the four seas, and borrow their power.
Fang Yun slowly raised his hand, and the two dragon seals appeared in his hand.
The four Wen Zongs frowned slightly, feeling a powerful force from the seal, but none of them knew what it was.
"I don't want to be a marquis, but I hope the sea will be peaceful and the world will be restored!"
The heaven and earth shook slightly, and the four seas froze.
The four great scholars stood there motionless, like fish that were frozen in place.
The whole world is out of the control of these four people!
"Who gave you the courage to borrow strength from all over the world in front of Wen Xing Long Jue and the special envoy of the Grand Supervisory Council?"
After Fang Yun finished speaking, he gently clapped his right hand downwards.
"Si Hai, wash away your sins!"
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
The vast sea in all four directions suddenly shrank and exploded with each Wenzong as the center.
Four thick water columns shot up into the sky. The white water was like a mountain, more than a thousand feet high, and it lasted for several breaths.
Finally, the sea water dispersed, revealing four Wen Zongs.
Except for Jing Chengxi who used a precious treasure to protect himself at the critical moment and was almost unharmed, the treasures of the other three Wenzongs were simply unable to withstand the power that was almost exploding for the whole country and the whole world, and they were all seriously damaged.
A Wen Zong had both arms broken and a big hole in his chest, through which one could see the blue sky behind him.
The other Wen Zong had both his legs and arms broken off, his skull cracked, revealing a gently wriggling brain.
The third one, Wen Zong, was the most miserable. He was cut off at the waist and had large wounds all over his body. He survived only by relying on his strong will and talent to heal his wounds.
The three Wenzongs looked pale, sweating profusely, and gritting their teeth.
They could only rely on Pingbu Qingyun to float in the air and had completely lost their ability to fight.
All the people who were shouting loudly in the Turtle Prison Car shut their mouths and looked pale. They had never expected that Fang Yun was so strong.
"Don't be afraid, three. Since we have invited you here, my Jing family will never treat you unfairly!" After Jing Chengxi said this, he threw a life-giving fruit to each of the three people.
The three of them looked delighted and quickly accepted it.
However, Jing Liren, who had been observing the battle calmly, felt nervous because Fang Yun could have clearly stopped them, but he let the three Wen Zongs eat the Shengshen Fruit.
Faint mist emerged from the bodies of the three Wen Zongs, and it was especially thick at the wounds.
Jing Chengxi secretly breathed a sigh of relief. As long as the three survived, there would be hope if the four of them joined forces. But he suddenly froze.
Mist rolled around the wounds of the three Wenzongs, but the wounds did not heal. If one had to say that the Shengshen Fruit played a role, it was that its hemostatic function was very powerful.
The four Wen Zongs looked at each other, unable to understand why the powerful Shengshen Fruit could not heal their wounds.
The four people could only watch as the mist formed by the Shengshen Fruit faded with the passage of time and eventually became completely ineffective.
"It's the power of the Holy Way! The Shengshen Fruit cannot heal the wounds caused by the power of the Holy Way! Fang Yun is so vicious!" Jing Chengxi was extremely angry.
The three severely injured Wenzongs looked despairing.
On the way here, they never thought about dying, or even getting hurt. They thought that even if they failed, they would just have to apologize. But now, their lives are in Fang Yun's hands.
Fang Yun held up a dark purple fruit in his right hand. It was similar to the Shengshen fruit, but larger and darker in color.
"This is the Holy Body Fruit I got in the Holy Burial Valley. I still have a lot. If you take it, not only will your wounds heal, but your body will also become stronger than the Demon King."
After Fang Yun finished speaking, he revealed a meaningful smile and took back the Holy Body Fruit.