The Path of the Sage

Chapter 392: Mars

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Fang Yun continuously took out weapons from the Yinjiangbei, and everyone was fully armed.

The giant tree body of the tree demon grandma trembled slightly, but she never ordered the demons to attack. She was still deeply rooted in the Half Moon Gorge, and several long roots took turns whipping Nie Xiaoqian who was hanging in the air.

At first Nie Xiaoqian screamed, but when she noticed Fang Yun looking at her from time to time, she closed her mouth, pursed her lips, gritted her teeth, and a faint smile appeared on her pretty face, with even a hint of disdain between her brows.

"Bitch! I will make you live a life worse than death! I will make your soul fly away!" The tree demon grandma was so angry that the leaves shook and she whipped even harder.

There is a thin layer of energy and blood on the surface of those tree roots, which can not only break rocks and crack the ground, but also hurt people's minds.

On the trunk of the giant tree, dozens of urns were hung, and all of them were shaking slightly.

Dryads are their natural enemies.

A mile away, Fang Yun led his men forward steadily, while Yan Chixia walked in the front, constantly chopping down nearby large trees.

Those big trees were extremely powerful, and each one was strong enough to strangle a demon general to death, but they moved very slowly.

As the crowd moved forward step by step, more and more trees were cut in half.

When everyone walked to two hundred feet away from the tree demon, the light of Yan Chixia's ancient sword dimmed by half, and there was a tiny gap.

And there is a thousand-year-old tree ahead.

"It feels so good!" Yan Chixia couldn't help but vent the frustration he had been feeling for many days. With the Ten Thousand Trees Formation in place, he couldn't even get close to the tree demon grandma. He didn't expect that he could kill nine thousand ancient trees in one breath.

The scholar soldier said softly: "Mr. Yan, how are you? Can you hold on? It's not easy to chop down 10,000 ordinary trees with your verbal sparring. Now you have to chop down a tree like this, and use your literary courage. You..."

"It's okay, I still have some strength left." Yan Chixia's face flushed slightly, and his chest rose and fell slightly.

Fang Yun looked at Nie Xiaoqian hanging on the tree and said, "The remaining one thousand trees belong to us. Brother Yan, please take a rest for now. I wonder if Brother Yan can fight again with his sharp tongue?"

Yan Chixia raised his head, looked carefully at the thirty-foot-tall tree demon granny, then looked at the five thousand demon barbarians, and said, "One sword for the five thousand demon barbarians, and one sword for the tree demon granny."

"Okay! Let's move forward!" Fang Yun took a step forward and led everyone forward.

The tree demon grandma shook her branches and laughed strangely, saying, "Fool! Wasting your energy and talents on a mere nine thousand trees is a way to death. I'll see how you can cross the Half Moon Gorge when the time comes!"

The last thousand trees slowly moved forward, they opened their mouths and roared, making strange noises, their roots constantly turning in the soil, carrying their huge bodies slowly forward.

Yan Chixia did not answer. Fang Yun distributed the rockets obtained from Mingli Academy. The arrowheads were surrounded by oilcloth. Once ignited, they would burn for a long time. Then he ignited a pile of branches of ancient trees. Everyone put the arrowheads on the fire and lit the rockets.

More than fifty people lined up in a row.

"Everyone aim at a big tree. Draw the bow!" Fang Yun gave the order, and everyone including Yan Chixia began to draw the bow.

Fang Yun quickly wrote the strong bow poem "Capture the King". After writing "Capture the king first to capture the thief", a faint glow of fire appeared on the surface of all the bows and arrows.

Yan Chixia was greatly surprised. He did not expect that Fang could use a mere scholar's war poem so skillfully. Even a war poem with a poetic soul could not do better than this.

The human race didn't notice it, but the tree demon grandma was so frightened that her whole body was shaking.

"You... How can you draw the star power of my demon race! And it's the Mars among the seven stars!"

Taibai, Taisui, Chenxing, Yinghuo and Zhenxing are the five stars that are very close to the demon world. These five stars have five abbreviations, namely Venus, Jupiter, Mercury, Mars and Saturn.

Moreover, these five stars together with the Moon and the Sun constitute the Seven Luminaries. These seven stars are the top stars among the demon race.

Yinghuo is not only Mars, but also a famous disaster star, in charge of killing and war. It is a star power that the powerful monsters like to attract the most, and it is a power that ordinary monsters dare not touch.

A mere scholar of the human race can do it!

Yan Chixia's eyes lit up with wonder, and he said, "It is said in the Records of the Grand Historian that there are five stars in the sky and five elements on the earth. I never thought that there are humans who can mobilize the power of Mars and Yinghuo. Wonderful! Wonderful!"

"Shoot!" Fang Yun ordered again.

More than fifty people shot arrows together, and more than fifty arrows carrying blazing flames flew towards the big trees.

Those arrows looked ordinary at first, but after reaching the highest point, they suddenly changed and turned into more than fifty small fireballs the size of fists, which then whizzed forward like small meteors.

The powerful fireball carried an invincible force. It pierced through the big tree in the front and continued to fly forward until it pierced through three big trees and then disappeared.

Each of the trees that were pierced were like white paper that was ignited by flames. In the blink of an eye, they were all on fire and turned into charcoal in just a few breaths.

Yan Chixia smiled and said, "Your ability to kill demon trees is no less than mine! If the duration of the Strong Bow Poem was not limited, there would be no need for my verbal sparring!"

"No need to light the arrow, draw the bow... and shoot!"

The new arrow has no flame before it is shot, but the arrowhead ignites at the moment of shooting.

After the ninth round of shooting, all the demon trees in the Ten Thousand Trees Formation were completely killed.

The entrance of the Half Moon Canyon, which was originally blocked by a large number of black trees, is now flat.

"go ahead!"

Fang Yun took the lead and walked forward, finally arriving a hundred feet away from the demon tree.

In front of us was the constantly undulating ground, the soil seemed to have turned into water, and the roots of the tree demon were a group of sharks swimming in the water.

The five thousand monsters also began to move forward. Some of them who were particularly afraid of fire cowered timidly and looked at Fang Yun in fear.

Since ancient times, wild beasts have been afraid of fire, and a few monsters also have a fire-fearing bloodline.

"Tree demon grandma, let Xiaoqian go, I won't kill you!" Fang Yun said with his tongue like thunder.

"Hahaha..." The tree demon grandma laughed crazily, and the human face on the tree became more distorted. "You think you can defeat me by killing some ancient trees? You are not even a Jinshi, and you still want to kill me, the dignified demon commander? Human lunatic, after I kill you, I will slowly chew your flesh and blood, and then imprison your ghost, and let you and Xiaoqian become a pair of desperate mandarin ducks. I will hang your urns in two places, so that you can only look at each other forever, but you can't even say a word!"

"Brother Yan, you don't need to attack for now. I will give you the final blow. However, I am afraid I will not have any more strength left after I attack, so Brother Yan will have to finish you off."

The tree demon grandmother was furious and said, "Human boy, if you said this to provoke me, then you succeeded! You dare to kill me, a mere scholar. If I don't pull out your tendons and skin you, and if I can't grind you into wax, how can I have the face to stay in Nanruo Forest in the future! All demon generals and demon commanders, step forward and attack with magic! I want to see how many lives the little scholar has!"

"A mere scholar has not much life left. Killing you, a tree demon, is enough!" Fang Yun said, looking at Nie Xiaoqian hanging on the book.

At this moment, she had lost the strength to smile, and lowered her head, letting the tree demon grandma's roots whip her. (To be continued...)