"Since only Fang Xusheng's military tactics can deceive them, please let Fang Xusheng take command." Pang Chaosheng said.
Peng Zouzhao frowned slightly and said, "It's a good thing that Fang Xusheng has a kind heart, but... saving us with his body is too soft-hearted. I don't think highly of his command. I suggest Brother Pang to plan the battle."
The other Hanlin scholars all showed helplessness on their faces.
Pang Chaosheng said: "Brother Peng, there is no need to say anything. Fang Xusheng's understanding of his own strength is far superior to mine. Since we are using his military tactics, let him command."
Peng Zouzhao lowered his head and remained silent; the empty sleeves on both sides were blown by the breeze and swayed gently.
Fang Yun didn't pay attention to what Peng Zouzhao said. He also sensed the strength of the surrounding literary talents and found that there were no omissions. He said, "You all have a little understanding of my military tactics. Everything should revolve around the two tactics of 'concealing the sky and crossing the sea' and 'secretly crossing Chencang'. That Shewu is the Holy Son Demon Marquis, and he is a member of the snake clan. He will definitely see through my concealment of the sky and crossing the sea. Once he sees through it, he will play along with me, pretending not to know first, and then suddenly launch a sneak attack. I am not underestimating the minds of the demon clan, but I am very clear that they have the ability to evacuate if the sneak attack fails. For them, there is no risk of death, and there is the benefit of killing us, so they will definitely do so! After that..."
Not long after, Pang Chaosheng dipped his hand in ink and wrote the aspiration poem "Chang Zheng" to make everyone's body stronger. He then wrote other war poems to boost everyone's spirits and put on an extra layer of armor.
Everyone either wrote or recited the "Dragon Sword Poem" to add an imitation sword to their literary collection.
While Pang Chaosheng was writing war poems, Fang Yun was not idle either. He wrote a poem titled "Song of the Sword" for each person.
With the blessing of the power of "Sword Chant", Peng Zouzhao's eyes became brighter. He concentrated his voice with talent and said: "With this "Sword Chant" and the sword-summoning poem, I can easily resist the three-headed Saint Son Demon Marquis!"
Fang Yun nodded. After the appearance of "Sword Chant" and "Dragon Sword Poem", Peng Zouzhao benefited the most and could be said to be invincible among the Hanlin. Even in the restricted Heavenly Tree, he could fight three at once. If there was a Heavenly Tree, he could win the battle against the descendants of the Ancestral God!
There are very few scholars who can defeat the descendants of the ancestral gods of the same level, no more than ten in each generation.
Soon, everyone used their own war poems, and Peng Zouchao also used the military tactic of "lightning and swift", speeding up his running.
The demon princes were stunned for a moment, and then stood there for more than ten breaths. All the demon princes looked at the Holy Son of Snake Wu, who did not speak, as if he had said nothing. It was unknown whether he had transmitted his voice through his Qi and blood in secret.
Soon, the fourteen demon lords chased after the six scholars in front of them, and each demon became more excited, with blood armor, evil spirit protection and ancestral spirits forming one after another.
However, when they chased to the place where Fang Yun and others had originally stayed, they suddenly turned around. Instead of chasing the people in front, they rushed towards an empty space with all their strength.
Among them, four of the holy sons of demon lords used the most powerful power of heaven without hesitation, while the remaining ten royal demon lords directly mobilized the power of all their ancestral spirits to launch an attack.
The combined attack of the fourteen demon lords is more powerful than that of an ordinary demon king!
This combined attack is enough to destroy the city!
The power that concealed the truth was torn apart by the terrifying force, and Fang Yun and six others were revealed in the originally empty place!
The six men slapped their chests at the same time, and six imitation swords wrapped in blood flew out of their mouths and then gathered together.
"loyalty unto death!"
"The Sorrowful Burial Sword!"
The six people simultaneously consumed ten years of their lives to launch the Wailing Burial Sword!
At the same time, the Kong family's Hanlin pointed with his hand, and a huge virtual image of Confucius appeared behind him.
"I know the seasons. I welcome the cold and the heat, and I send off the wind and frost. God's will is with me, and you are rebelling against it!"
The power of the Saint Star was activated! Whether it was the six flying imitation swords or the fourteen demon lords, they all seemed to be wrapped in a ball of transparent water, and their movements became extremely slow.
The speed of time flow there is different from where Fang Yun and others are.
The six imitation swords have entered the sword burial stage, emitting a dazzling light.
The power of the fourteen demon lords was also fully exerted and could not be taken back in a short period of time.
The six people looked at each other and recited the defensive war poem "Liangzhou Ci*Yumen Pass" at the same time!
Six small Yumen Passes were arranged in an arc, as if semi-surrounding the fourteen demon lords in front.
Afterwards, the military book on Fang Yun’s chest flipped through, The Art of War, Secretly Crossing Chencang!
The six people were moved three hundred feet in front of them by the power of An Du Chen Cang, and then they looked back instinctively.
"Boom..."
Then a brilliant and dazzling light burst out there.
Six wailing burial swords containing the power of red blood and loyalty officially collided with the full-strength attacks of fourteen demon lords!
Like a star hitting the earth!
Like the sun breaking through the sky!
A small mushroom cloud appeared in the sky above the light.
Fourteen demon lords screamed in unison. The two royal demon lords with the weakest defensive power were vaporized and died on the spot. The eight royal demon lords had many injuries all over their bodies. The four demon lords' holy sons reacted very quickly. At the last moment, they not only tried their best to protect themselves, but also retreated with all their strength. They were blown very far away, with their bodies covered in blood and charred.
However, this was not the end. The six Yumen Passes were completely hit and exploded at the same time.
This defensive war poem has a special feature. When it is broken, it will form a huge explosion. This explosion not only has its own power, but also contains the power of the attacking party. It not only has the ability to defend, but also has a certain counterattack ability.
Yumen Pass formed the second attack.
A total of six Yumen Passes exploded at the same time, and the power this time was no less powerful than the attack of the demon lord Tianxiang.
"Boom..."
Among the eight surviving royal demon lords, four could not withstand the second attack and died completely, and four fell into a coma and had no strength to fight again.
Because the four Demon Lords ran fast, the second attack did not completely hit them, but it still made them spit out blood and were forced back, getting closer to Fang Yun and the other six people.
The impact of the huge explosion affected Fang Yun and the other six people three hundred feet away. The combined strength of the six people formed a powerful protective force to withstand the shock wave.
Under the protective power of Wendan, six people wrote the same war poem.
"… Throwing oneself into the sword, killing people in the red dust…"
The six scholars wrote at different speeds, but all of them were inspired at the same time. Six people left six bloody shadows on the spot, and instantly crossed a distance of a hundred feet and appeared near the four holy sons and demon marquises.
The six people opened their mouths at the same time, and six different colored verbal battle lights spurted out.
The True Dragon Ancient Sword and the Disaster Ancient Sword each attacked a seriously injured Holy Son Demon Marquis, while the other four ancient swords joined forces to attack one. Only the Bear Demon Marquis who was seriously injured was not attacked.
Even though the four Holy Sons of Demon seemed to have just rushed out of a fire scene, with many of their internal organs visible and their bodies badly damaged, their energy and blood were still there. They immediately used their magic to fend off the six verbal attacks, while struggling to stand up and prepare to escape.
As long as the qi and blood are there, there is a chance to escape!
At the same time, Fang Yun was multitasking as he wrote "Dream of War in Wind and Rain" at a furious pace.
When the poem was finished, a strange voice sounded, and the Three Realms summoned the Void Saint!
.(To be continued..)