The moment Zong Moju saw Fang Yun extending his index finger, he became completely furious!
There seemed to be an emotion in his body that did not belong to him at all.
Zong Moju roared as if he had lost his mind, and hit Fang Yun's right index finger hard with his huge fist.
At the moment when the giant fist and index finger met, everyone was surprised to see that Fang Yun seemed to be in a strong wind, with flying hair and fluttering robes.
Fang Yun's body did not move.
Being in the void, solid as a rock.
Zong Moju hit the city wall with a punch, his elbow suddenly cracked, and broken bones pierced through the skin and popped out!
No one could hear such a distant sound, but everyone could hear the crisp sound of bones breaking in their hearts.
Several great scholars stood up suddenly, but then realized something was wrong and sat down hastily.
Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what was going on.
But they could see that Zong Moju showed an expression of pain, and the broken bones were not fake.
Fang Yun smiled slightly, and his right index finger left Zong Moju's fist, retreated an inch slightly, and then gently pointed forward.
Like a willow leaf falling on a pedestrian.
However, this finger first caused numerous space ripples and then tore the starry sky apart.
boom…
Zong Moju's huge body shook violently, as if hit by a huge mountain, and retreated rapidly.
His right arm shattered quickly like a piece of burning paper in the wind, and blood and flesh splattered in the air like scattered petals.
Zong Moju's eyes were filled with fear and confusion.
His body kept retreating and collapsing.
Finally, it collapsed completely.
After a moment, the shattered flesh and blood began to fly towards one place, and finally condensed together to reshape Zong Moju's body.
However, compared with the holy body just now, Zong Moju's new holy body became bloodless, pale and dull, without any holy power.
Fang Yun looked apologetic and said, "My holy body is a little too strong. Although I tried my best to suppress the power of the holy body, I still hurt you."
Zong Moju looked at Fang Yun silently without saying a word.
Strictly speaking, the holy body of the human race has no power. At most, it has some insignificant properties, such as being a little harder or a little more resistant to blows. Only the holy body of the monsters has a certain power and particularly strong properties.
Zong Moju knew that Fang Yun was not lying, because in the holy body battle just now, he could clearly sense that when Fang Yun's finger fell, it was as if a planet exploded. He could also feel that there was a power hidden in Fang Yun's body that he could not understand. If all of it was released, he might die directly.
That is the power of a sub-saint! Or, in other words, the power of the demon-barbarian great saint!
Zong Moju looked at Fang Yun, and kept looking at him without saying anything for a long time.
The saints and great scholars in front of the light curtain also watched silently, unable to understand what was happening.
Zhang Poyue started to act stupid again and asked, "Mr. Jinglong, can you tell me what's going on?"
"Take a good look at my expression. Do I look like I know what's going on?" Wang Jinglong rolled his eyes at Zhang Poyue.
Zhang Poyue was extremely embarrassed.
Everyone was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
Everyone realized that, not to mention Wang Jinglong, even Zong Moju himself might not understand what was going on.
In the starry sky, the nearby planets are still orbiting Zong Moju.
Zong Moju looked at Fang Yun and said slowly: "I didn't expect that I underestimated you after all. Who would have thought that a half-saint of the human race would have a body comparable to that of the demon saint!"
"To correct a mistake of yours, it's not about being comparable, it's about surpassing." Fang Yun explained seriously.
Zong Moju suddenly felt restless and even angry, as if a flame was rushing straight to his brain. This could happen to aliens, but not to a semi-saint. He immediately realized that he was affected by the power from before, and took a deep breath to dispel the bad emotions.
"Then my previous feeling was correct. Your body is almost that of a dragon. You are in the dragon clan... No, the dragon clan cannot have this kind of power. It must be related to the imperial clan?" Zong Moju was unable to contain his curiosity.
All the previous failures came to his mind. At this moment, a strange idea flashed through Zong Moju's mind: what exactly is Einstein's gravitational field equation
Fang Yun smiled and said, "There is still a third round of literary battle. Shall we continue?"
An extremely complicated look flashed across Zong Moju's face, and he said, "Continue! Please give me your advice!"
Zong Moju did not even try to decline, and even completely forgot that he was a veteran semi-saint, and was directly sent out to the literary world.
There is no order of precedence in learning, the one who is more accomplished is the teacher!
Suddenly, a piece of land and ocean appeared in the sky above Zong Moju. The land was ten thousand miles long from east to west and four thousand miles long from north to south. The land was surrounded by sea water, and the end of the sea water was only two hundred miles away from the shore.
Above the continents and oceans, there is a hemispherical transparent sky.
Above the sky, the sun of talent hangs high and the stars shine.
This is not a translucent world, but a completely solid world that seems to exist in reality.
A new ancient land of literature appeared in the starry sky.
In the literary world, the holy power is strong, and a large number of literary creatures thrive and multiply.
Unlike the real literary world, the creatures in it are not absolutely real.
The Zongsheng literary world exudes a very strange and huge aura. It doesn't seem like a world, nor like a dead object. It is more like an emperor, a monarch who controls the world, and a son of heaven who is capable of all kinds of maneuvers.
All forces should submit to this literary world!
A strange scene appeared. After the power of the world was fully displayed, all the planetary orbits began to shrink, as if being pulled towards the Saint by an even greater force.
Like a minister paying homage.
The most terrifying thing is that a nearby outermost planet in the solar system actually broke away from its original orbit and flew towards Zongsheng!
The two sides were so far apart that it was impossible for Zongsheng's own power to attract that planet. However, the power of the literary world was too overbearing!
Where the emperor is, all the stars submit!
Even the other planets in the nearest solar system are also stirring, as if they are slowly approaching Zongsheng.
Seeing the literary world of Zongsheng, several semi-saints of Daofeng Mountain sighed softly, and those great scholars were even more fascinated. They did not expect that the literary world of Zongsheng was so strong!
All the semi-saints present in the literary world are inferior to the patriarch saint!
Feng Shu finally couldn't hold back and sighed, "The literary world of the sage is far superior to that of this old man. There are actually great scholars among his literary race. I thought that only the literary world of Confucius could have such great scholars."
"His literary world is so much bigger than mine, comparable to the sacred literary world. It's unbelievable." Wang Jinglong shook his head helplessly.
"Give Fang Sheng another ten years, maybe he can surpass him, but now, it is basically impossible."
"Fang Sheng's literary world should have just taken shape."
"Without the human race of the literary world, their power is far from comparable to that of the patriarch."
“I don’t know why, but I felt relieved when I saw Fang Sheng was about to lose to Zong Sheng.”
"I am also relieved. If Zongsheng didn't win a round in this Holy Way Battle, my face would be burning." Wang Jinglong said half-jokingly.
The saints laughed helplessly. Fang Yun's performance was too amazing. If even the Saint of the Sect couldn't win a single match, then what would the Semi-Saints present be
But then the saints calmed down and a mysterious smile appeared on their faces.
They looked at each other and knew what the other was laughing at.
In the near future, I will definitely surpass the Saint!
Because, there are the fragments of Dusk Sun given by Fang Yun.