The demon's blood dried up quickly and was absorbed by the Heavenly Tree together with the body, leaving only pieces of emerald leaves in place.
The remaining demons and barbarians killed Fang Yun without fear, some because of their natural bravery, some because of the fighting spirit in their blood, and some because they did not want to be listed on the pillar of shame.
However, there was a discordant note in the demon world outside Tianshu.
Those who can enter the Heavenly Tree are all true saints, and their ancestors must have a semi-saint or even a great saint. The status of the saints is equivalent to that of the human family of saints.
But now, all the monsters killed by Fang Yun in Tianshu will die forever outside Tianshu.
No one cared about the death of hundreds of saint clan descendants. When more than four thousand saint clan demon commanders died in a short period of time, the clan leaders of each clan were immediately alarmed.
The demon commanders and commanders in the Heavenly Tree must all be the elites of each tribe, and they are all the children who are very likely to become demon kings or even great demon kings. They will all be high-level forces in the demon world in the future.
In a sense, the death of the four thousand demon commanders of the holy clan is equivalent to the loss of a thousand demon kings and dozens of demon kings in the demon world decades later. This is a battle loss that can only be caused by a large-scale battle, and this This kind of battle only happens once every three or four years even in Liangjie Mountain.
The human race won a large battle without sending a single soldier!
One by one, the patriarchs used the demon moon to send messages and communicate, and then the whole clan in the demon world was shocked. In the end, all the messages flowed to the holy trees.
However, these messages were quickly suppressed, because all the saints in the demon world worked together to activate the Moon Tree Divine Punishment. Now it was at the last moment. Unless the demon world was annihilated, everything had to be postponed.
Some demon commanders were ordered to enter the second floor of Tianshu to investigate the situation.
On the second floor of the Heavenly Tree, on a huge leaf that is twenty miles long, more than 7,000 demon commanders rush towards Fang Yun. Two ancient true dragon swords continue to kill. However, the situation has changed subtly. More than 20 demon commanders have The demonic saint son approached the true dragon ancient sword body.
Suddenly, the Ancient True Dragon Sword swung away from those demonic saints. Fly to other places and continue killing demons and barbarians, but the efficiency has slowed down.
The demon saint sons showed disappointment. Fang Yun's ancient dragon sword was not only fast, but also had dragon scales formed by the sound of the sword. Unless the demon commander of the saint son hit it with all his strength, the dragon scales would be damaged. The other ordinary demons Shuai couldn't shake the dragon scales on the True Dragon Ancient Sword at all. Without the strength, it would be useless no matter how many times he did it.
The power of Fang Yun's war poetry is only comparable to that of ordinary Hanlin scholars. But the speed and power of the True Dragon Ancient Sword are already equivalent to those of the top Seven Halls Hanlin!
Although these demon clan saint sons are strong, they are demon commanders after all. Only those demon princes are qualified to compete with the seven halls of the human race.
The only difference between Fang Yun's True Dragon Ancient Sword and Hanlin's verbal sword is that its power cannot be released outwards, and no matter how strong it is, it can only be within the range of one sword. If Fang Yun becomes a Hanlin, the ancient sword of talent will be swept away, the sword light will shine, and the efficiency of killing enemies will be doubled.
It is precisely because of this shortcoming that the demon can evade to a certain extent. Fang Yun's sword can only kill people in a straight line quickly. Once he makes a quick turn, he needs to consume too much literary courage and cannot kill a person and make a quick turn.
The Demonic Saint Son has been divided into two teams, each with more than twenty people. Staring at the original body and imitation of Fang Yun's True Dragon Ancient Sword respectively.
The group of monsters rushed towards Fang Yun quickly, and the fastest thousands of monsters were already close to a hundred feet away from Fang Yun.
Fang Yun began to write the two-level poem "Wind and Rain Dream Battle", which combines the power of weak water and strange wind, and can also add the power of literary courage. The power is already stronger than ordinary Hanlin war poems.
Hundreds of ice cavalry were formed, and at the same time the glacier appeared, although it could not make the prepared monster fall. But it can slow them down.
The thousands of ice cavalrymen from before had not disappeared and were regrouped.
Fang Yun lowered his head and wrote "Wind and Rain Dream Battle" for the second time, hoping that the number of Ice Knights would reach one thousand and five. If there were any more, the talent required to maintain them would be too much, and the gain would outweigh the loss.
When Fang Yun was writing war poems, he also controlled the True Dragon Ancient Sword with the method of supreme Wenxin's single-mindedness. However, the strength of his control was slightly weakened.
Just when Fang Yun's true dragon ancient sword body pierced the body of an elephant demon commander, the twenty-four demon commander saint sons suddenly attacked!
At this moment, they directly burned their ancestral spirits, gathered all the energy and blood in their bodies, and used their strongest magic to attack the true dragon ancient sword body together.
Powerful rays of brilliance flew towards the True Dragon Ancient Sword. Each ray of brilliance represented a full blow from a Holy Son Demon Commander. Twenty-four kinds of power gathered together. Even if Fang Yun's True Dragon Ancient Sword had dragon scales, Will be damaged or even shattered!
On the other side, another team of demon handsome saints attacked the ancient sword replica in the same way.
At this moment, they no longer care about the life or death of the nearby monsters.
Xiong Han moved, and biting cold air erupted from his whole body. The ground within a foot around him continued to freeze, and the ice force formed was even stronger than Fang Yun's Iron Horse Glacier!
His target is the true dragon ancient sword!
The Heavenly Tree is different from the outside world. Even if the rhetorical sword collapses at this time, it will not affect the fate of the outside world, but it will affect the destiny in the Heavenly Tree, causing his literary courage in the Heavenly Tree to be damaged and he can no longer use the rhetorical sword.
The demon savage is determined to win the real dragon ancient sword of Fang Lun.
Because they had communicated in secret using Qi and blood sound transmission, once Fang Yun uses Zhan Shici again, his control over the two True Dragon Ancient Swords will inevitably drop significantly. At this time, he can definitely attack the True Dragon Ancient Sword. .
Both Fang Yun and the other human race scholars have understood that the Yaoman Holy Son has not taken action with all his strength just for this moment!
"Fang Yun!" All the human race Jinshi turned their heads and exclaimed, looking at Fang Yun.
"It's over!" More than four Jinshis instinctively shouted out their true thoughts.
Fang Yun smiled calmly, as if he had been waiting for it for a long time.
The power of duplicity emerges from Shangpinwen, and "War in Storms and Dreams" is transformed into a poem!
Converted into the sword-calling poem "Dragon Sword Poetry"!
The imitation of the ancient real dragon sword disappeared out of thin air, and under the influence of Shangpin Fenbi and Jishu, the "Dragon Sword Poetry" was quickly completed.
In front of the True Dragon Ancient Sword, a copy of the True Dragon Ancient Sword suddenly appeared!
The simulated real dragon ancient sword trembled softly, let out a mournful cry, and suddenly exploded.
The ultimate technique of verbal confrontation, the mournful burial sword!
One sword can transform ten thousand swords!
The demonic saints who originally attacked Fang Yun looked up at the sky in horror. The ten thousand swords carrying the power of the legendary hidden edge also contained the power of wind and thunder, which dispersed their magic like dark clouds and attacked crazily.
Ten thousand small one-foot-long ancient dragon swords fell from the sky!
Duh duh duh…
A series of sounds of nails being hammered into the wooden board were heard. The twenty-four Holy Sons and the surrounding monsters were pierced by thousands of swords, and they died completely before they even had time to scream.
The human race's Jinshi suddenly turned red as if they had been given a shot of chicken blood.
"Bury the sword! Bury the sword!"
"It turns out that this is the scariest part of the sword-calling poem! Bury the imitation sword in exchange for the most powerful blow!"
"No, look at Fang Yun, he looks a little sluggish. It seems that imitating the sword will consume your talent and literary courage! If the literary courage is not as good as him, I am afraid that the sword burial will damage the literary courage!"
"That's okay! Once you bury the sword, you will definitely face the dilemma of death. If you can bury two swords at the same time, maybe you can turn defeat into victory! And if each of our human race Jinshi can bury two swords, then the demon barbarians will not dare to press too hard. !”
"Xiong Han takes action!"
More than five hundred mournful burial swords attacked Xiong Han, but. All the small swords were blocked by the evil chill around Xiong Han.
Xiong Han's eyes were originally only black and white, but the moment he saw the mournful burial sword, his eyes began to turn red. When the twenty-four Holy Sons died, Xiong Han's eyes completely turned into blood red.
However, there was a very brief pause in Xiong Han's steps.
According to the plan discussed by the demon barbarians, even if the combined attack of the Twenty-Four Holy Sons cannot defeat the True Dragon Ancient Sword itself, it can still injure it and greatly slow down its speed. In the end, Xiong Han took action to end the True Dragon Ancient Sword.
However, the current True Dragon Ancient Sword was not only unscathed, but flew straight towards Xiong Han.
The True Dragon Ancient Sword made a clear dragon roar.
Every demon barbarian realized that it was not just the sound of swords. And it’s Fang Yun’s declaration of war!
Xiong Han hesitated for a moment, and there was a brief pause in his steps, but in the end he rushed towards the True Dragon Ancient Sword and punched out.
Around Xiong Han's fist. A huge vortex of wind and snow with a diameter of more than one foot was formed. This punch contained all of Xiong Han's power, only its pure destructive power. It is already equivalent to the peak power of an ordinary demon lord!
Everyone has an illusion that Xiong Han's punch can freeze thousands of miles and penetrate the tree of heaven!
"It's an illusion after all." Fang Yunshen pointed at Xiong Han.
The power of the King's Star Position exploded in full force.
A thousand-foot-tall frost giant ape appeared behind Fang Yun. The giant ape looked into the void and looked at all the worlds.
Xiong Han has the talent to control the power of ice, and even the blood armor around his body turns into solid ice, and the demon contains the coldness that can only be found in the polar regions.
However, the star position of the king is the power of the Star King, and the Star King is the will of the Demon Ancestor!
The Comet Gallery is a world of ice and snow.
The power that sealed the ancient demon Negi Yue was filled with endless chill.
Deep in the seventh corridor, what suppresses the fragments of Wenquxing is an Ice Throne.
The Demon Ancestor is the Lord of Frost.
Everything within a radius of ten miles is enveloped by the demon ancestor's will.
All powers related to cold, frost, etc., that did not belong to the Demon Ancestor's side, all dissipated silently.
Xiong Han's evil spirit disappeared, the ice armor made of Qi and blood disappeared, and even the bloodline belonging to the polar demon bear disappeared!
Xiong Han smiled sadly and said: "I didn't expect that your control over the power of the Demon Ancestor is as good as that of the Demon Emperor back then. It turns out that if I met you on the Dragon Climbing Platform, I would just die prematurely. I didn't expect, I really didn't expect... "
The True Dragon Ancient Sword was not hindered in the slightest, just like cutting paper with a sharp blade, splitting Xiong Han in two.
Fang Yun said nothing. The reason why he could control the power of the Star King so easily was mainly due to the fragment of the Wenqu Star in the Wen Palace.
The fragments of Nawen Quxing have been suppressed by the power of Demon Ancestor for who knows how many years, and the two powers have been integrated to a certain extent.
Fang Yun then slowly said what he should have said before summoning the star of the king.
"Thousands of stars are shining brightly, and I am the king; thousands of monsters are fighting against each other, and I am the ancestor!"
Under the power of the King's Star, more than 1,300 ice knights were all transformed into the stronger ice horse Manshuai.
These handsome horses not only have the blessing of the demon ancestor's will, but also gain the power of the imperial clan's divine mark!
"Oh my god, these war-poetry creatures are basically the devils and commanders of the Holy Sons!" Some barbarians couldn't help but cry out in sorrow.
"No, these are 1,300 demon lords!"
One thousand three hundred demon princes versus five thousand demon commanders!
Crush!
The human race scholars let out a long sigh of relief. (To be continued...)