When ascending the Dragon Platform, Fang Yun's ordinary poem of hiding the sword enabled the True Dragon Ancient Sword to have the power to kill Shi Wang. In the demon world, if the Ancestral God Clan is not counted, Shi Wang is the real number one demon commander, equivalent to the number one Jinshi in the human race.
And now, Fang Yun's hidden sword poem has reached a higher level, but the enemy's strength is much weaker than Shi Wang's, and they have nothing but the advantage in numbers.
"Puff puff… "
Then a dragon-shaped golden light was seen flying among the group of monsters, like a sickle cutting wheat. Wherever it passed, corpses were scattered all over the ground.
The human scholar watched from afar with a look of shock on his face.
"This... I seemed to hear six chirps just now. Fang Yun's verbal battle has reached the level of six chirps? Impossible!"
"Fang Yun's Lip-Gun Sword itself didn't reach the Sixth Ring, but with the blessing of this handed-down poem, it reached the Sixth Ring! However, this poem not only increases the flying speed of the Lip-Gun Sword, but the most terrifying thing is that it increases the distance. Look carefully."
The scholars took a closer look and gasped. The distance between Fang Yun and the Ancient Dragon Sword was now more than one mile, now two miles!
"The most powerful scholar in history can only make his sword fly a hundred feet. Even the strongest scholar in history, with the help of other war poems and other powers, can only fly a little more than a mile. But Fang Yun's sword is still as sharp as before at a distance of two miles. It seems that he either consumed a huge amount of talent or has a strong literary courage to support him."
"It shouldn't be due to talent. One has to be at least a Grand Secretary to be able to afford it. It should be related to his hidden poetry and literary courage. His literary courage... is too strong. It's no exaggeration to say that he is the best in history."
"Looking at his exquisite sword control, I'm afraid that he is about to reach the peak of the second level. Once he breaks through to the third level, it will be really extraordinary. The third level of Wen Dan is only possessed by great scholars. As long as the power of Wen Dan is swept away, the verbal battles of ordinary scholars like us, or the magic of the demon commander, will all be wiped out."
"Yes, if there is a third-level literary courage, no matter how many demon commanders or demon barbarians below them there are, even if there are hundreds of billions or trillions, they will not be able to do anything to Fang Yun."
"Look, the group of demons and barbarians is in complete chaos. Fang Yun's True Dragon Ancient Sword is like a tiger among a flock of sheep."
"Some demons have already started calling Fang Yun the Demon King. Great! There aren't many people in our race who can kill demons and make them cry for their parents."
"Fang Yun is so murderous right now. He is only a scholar of verbal skills, but he has the strength of a second-level imperial scholar. These monsters are no match for him."
"I think he has the strength of a third-level imperial scholar. However, it doesn't matter how many we kill now. The main thing is Xiong Han. He got the dragon energy from Denglongtai and got the reward from Xiong Mansheng when he returned to the tribe. I'm afraid his strength has surpassed that of Shi Wang at that time."
Xiong Han stood there with his arms folded across his chest, motionless. The piles of corpses of monsters seemed to have nothing to do with him.
The imitation sword of the True Dragon Ancient Sword rushed like a shark into a school of fish, and the surrounding monsters kept dodging. There were also several extremely powerful saints who joined forces to force the ancient sword, but the speed of the True Dragon Ancient Sword was too fast and they could not catch up.
The original body of Fang Yun's True Dragon Ancient Sword was concealed, and the attention of those monsters was completely focused on the imitation sword.
Suddenly, the True Dragon Ancient Sword broke away from the power of the military tactics, revealing its ferocious dragon-shaped sword body, and silently came to the edge of the demon group and began to harvest.
"The second sword is coming! Run..."
"I can't... stop it... uh..." The dragon barbarian who was speaking suddenly had blood spurting out of his neck and fell to the ground with his back to the sky.
A Saint of the Leopard Tribe cursed: "Fang Yun, that bastard, is acting recklessly because he relies on this being the Heavenly Tree. If he were outside, I could kill him with just a drop of Saint Blood!"
More and more monsters are escaping.
A tiger saint shouted, "Idiots! What are you afraid of? This is the Heavenly Tree, you can't die here! What are you afraid of? As a demon barbarian, you actually escaped from the Heavenly Tree. You are a shame to the world! As the steward of the Holy Trees, I order that all the demons who escape today will be recorded. I will use my life to prevent you from entering the Holy Trees, cut off your path to trial, and list your names on the pillar of shame!"
After the Tiger Saint finished speaking, curses broke out everywhere. Even the most timid monsters stopped and turned back cursing.
"Let's go and fight back! At most we'll waste two Sky Leaves!"
“If you don’t even have two Heavenly Leaves, entering the Heavenly Tree will be a disgrace to all races!”
"I don't believe that Demon King Fang Yun has endless talent and literary courage! Let's go and kill Fang Yun!"
"Let's go and kill Fang Yun!"
"Kill Fang Yun!"
"Kill Fang Yun..."
Thousands of monsters shouted in unison. The blood and energy in the place where they were surged into the sky, forming a faint black mist that enveloped all the monsters and repelled Fang Yun's True Dragon Ancient Sword.
However, Fang Yun's True Dragon Ancient Sword was conceived with the "Sword Couplets" of three famous ministers, with real dragon bones as its body, and possessed three solid real dragon patterns. It was also blessed with the power of the second-level hidden-edge poem "Song of the Precious Sword" handed down from generation to generation. Its power has completely surpassed that of the Jinshi, and has become a real Hanlin sword!
If other people's verbal battles were among a group of monsters, they would be like being stuck in the mud. However, Fang Yun's True Dragon Ancient Sword was only a negligible one percent slower, still six times the speed of sound.
"Kill Fang Yun..."
Thousands of monsters shouted and rushed towards Fang Yun.
Fang Yun remained unmoved and just looked ahead quietly.
All the monsters were wrapped in red energy and blood, like flames burning in front of them, but among these flames, there were two dragon-shaped golden lights flying. Wherever they passed, the flames were extinguished and the energy and blood dissipated.
Kill hundreds of demons with one breath!
"What a great Fang Zhenguo! Let's go. The demons are willing to give up two pieces of Heavenly Leaves, so why can't we be willing to do so? Let's go! Help Fang Yun!" Kong Dexi was the first to rush forward.
"Two pieces of Tianye ears! Help Fang Yun!"
"Help Fang Yun!" the others shouted.
There were only a dozen or so human scholars present, but when they shouted like thunder, they had the momentum of thousands of troops!
The two True Dragon Ancient Swords continued to kill among the group of monsters, but no monster dared to use magic because it would inevitably hurt other monsters, so they could only chase the True Dragon Ancient Swords with bare hands.
Even the True Dragon Ao Huang couldn't catch up with the True Dragon Ancient Sword, let alone these mere demon generals.
Xiong Han followed the footsteps of the other monsters and walked forward without any intention of taking action.
The two sides were two miles apart. The fastest monsters gradually fell out of touch with the slower ones, and batches of monsters fell down.
"I am convinced! If we meet Fang Yun outside the Heavenly Tree in the future, we will definitely run away!" sighed a bull demon leader.
"Fortunately, Fang Yun is dying soon. If he survives, he can kill a group of demon commanders today and a group of demon marquises tomorrow! If this continues, he might kill all the saints!"
"I don't believe that tens of thousands of demons and barbarians can't kill Fang Yun!"
A large number of monsters rushed over, and more than ten scholars quickly rushed to Fang Yun.
"Fang Zhenguo, you try your best to control your verbal sparring. We will defend this place to the death!" Kong Dexi said.
Fang Yun nodded and waved his hand, and he saw thousands of Tianye flying over like a flock of birds in the distance.
Fang Yun gave each of the scholars who came here a hundred Tianye, and then put the remaining more than two thousand Tianye into the Wen Palace.
The scholars were at a loss whether to laugh or cry. Fang Yun’s reward was too generous. They would have to die at least fifty times to pay it back.
At this moment, there are less than seven thousand monsters.
The eyes of the dragon-shaped light and shadow on the True Dragon Ancient Sword glowed with a little red. (To be continued...)