Tan Hemu was dumbfounded. This kind of injury was nothing to the Demon King, but to be able to injure the Demon King so easily and penetrate his body with power, this was something that no scholar could do.
"What … did you do?" Tan Hemu asked.
Whether it was Hanlin's War Poem or a small amount of Weak Water Strange Wind, it wasn't enough to cause the two Archfiends so much pain.
"This War Poem can carry the power of Literary Courage," Fang Yundao said.
"That's impossible, unless … your Literary Courage has reached the second realm?" Tan Hemu asked with wide eyes.
Fang Yun nodded.
"Sage Kong above, a monster has appeared in Saint Origin … cough cough, I misspoke." Tan Hemu was incomparably embarrassed.
"It's fine. Help me stall Xiong Tang. I'll deal with Xiong Jing," Fang Yundao said.
"I'll leave Xiong Tang to Old Man." Tan Hemu was full of confidence.
Fang Yun nodded and gradually separated from Tan Hemu. He then beckoned Xiong Jing and said, "Blind Xiong, if you're worthy of being a Archfiend, then fight me one on one. Don't hide under Xiong Tang's stomach."
"Roar …" Xiong Jing's eyes instantly turned red. He went crazy on the spot and attacked Fang Yun with all his strength.
Xiong Tang still had some sense left in him. But after thinking for a while, he decided to ignore Fang Yun and attack Tan Hemu. He bared his sharp teeth and sneered, "Tan Hemu, I've heard that the Human Clan has an old bastard like you who's good at guarding. Today, I'm going to eat you alive. Then, I'll go after Fang Yun."
Soon, the two sides separated by a row of cages. One side was on the left, the other on the right. They didn't interfere with each other.
Fang Yun summoned two thousand Frost Steel Cavalrymen. One thousand of them were pike cavalrymen and longbow cavalrymen.
Wherever Fang Yun passed, silver sand covered the ground and white snow. The pike cavalrymen brought up the rear, while the longbow cavalrymen moved between Fang Yun and the pike cavalrymen. As they advanced, they took turns shooting behind them.
The silver sand constantly reduced Xiong Jing's speed, making it difficult for him to run at full speed. Fang Yun occasionally used Hanlin's War Poem to attack Xiong Jing. As a result, Xiong Jing was constantly under the attack of the Strange Wind Arrow Rain and the Weak Water Drifting Snow.
Fang Yun's calculations were very clear. The Demon King had a strong explosive power. The Bear Demon's Saint Image attack would definitely be able to shatter any battle poem Fang Yun came up with, even if it was "Ode to the People of Qin" and "Jade Gate Pass". None of them could withstand a full-powered blow from the Bear Demon.
A Demon Monarch's attack could destroy a city. Fang Yun could only barely block it by using his Sacred Blood and Sacred Page.
"Aooo aooo …" Xiong Jing became even crazier. He was so angry that all his fur was flying, as if he was in the middle of a storm.
He stomped on the ground with his front legs and his Qi and blood erupted. Waves of Qi were stirred up as all the Silver Sand, Weak Water Snowflakes, and Strange Wind Arrows were blown away. Because of this attack, his speed was reduced, and the Silver Sand Snowflakes and Strange Wind Arrows were once again spread out in front of him.
The Weak Water Snowflakes and Strange Wind Arrows were endless, depleting Xiong Jing's demonic aura and blood qi at an extremely fast speed. Xiong Jing's Fiery Demonic Fiend was originally one chi thick. Not long ago, it was only five inches thick. Now, it was only three inches thick.
The speed at which his blood qi transformed into demonic aura. It could not keep up with Fang Yun's consumption speed.
Fang Yun only needed to consume a little of his Qi, and the Mist Butterfly was already growing. It could maintain this level of Weak Water and Strange Wind for several hours.
After a while, Xiong Jing finally could not hold it in any longer. He opened his mouth wide at Fang Yun and let out an earth-shattering roar. He spat out a mouthful of black fog. The black fog formed a giant palm with a radius of three zhang. It was like a small mountain as it slammed heavily at Fang Yun.
A thousand long spear cavalry trembled in unison and threw out the cold iron ice spears in their hands. The thousand spears flew through the air and shattered Xiong Jing's demonic arts.
Tan Hemu, who was not far away, took a glance and then looked at the Mist Butterfly enviously. The attacks of the long spear cavalry could at most weaken Xiong Jing's demonic arts. After all, the opponent was a Demon Monarch. But with the Mist Butterfly, the spears contained the power of Weak Water. The Bear Demon was not good at demonic arts, so the thousand long spear cavalry naturally had the upper hand.
Fang Yun also glanced at Tan Hemu. Xiong Jing was indeed very strong. But since he could not do anything to Tan Hemu, he relaxed.
The two sides chased and fled. Soon, several hundred breaths had passed. The yao fiendish energy on Xiong Jing's body had been used up by Fang Yun. All that was left on the surface of his body was pure Qi and blood and the innate defensive power of the Bear Clan. This caused his fur to form an innate armor that was similar to armor.
Tan Hemu looked at Fang Yun and laughed freely. "Fang Xusheng, you command cavalry on the battlefield, and write a poem in the snow. This is the style of a scholar who plans strategies. You didn't even use a battle of words, and the new Demon Monarch was helpless. You were completely using the Demon Monarch to practice. You really are better than us in the past."
Fang Yun's tongue was like spring thunder as he responded, "Scholar Tan overpraises me. That Xiong Jing's aura was like a rainbow, but he was still kept a thousand zhang away by you. He could not do anything to you."
"Old Man only has this much ability. When his talent energy is used up … how do you still have talent energy? Even if you had four inches of talent energy, it should have been used up by now. "Tan Hemu finally discovered the strangeness.
"My talent energy recovers faster," said Fang Yun with a smile.
"Alright, it's about time. How about we speed up and escape?" said Tan Hemu.
Fang Yun revealed a hesitant expression. If Xiong Jing was at his peak, he would definitely not be able to kill him. A Demon Monarch's vitality was too strong. Even if he used the power of the Dragon Saint Star, Xiong Jing would still be able to escape. But now, Xiong Jing had been exhausted for too long. He had lost his yao fiendish energy, and his body's defensive power was extremely weak. Although his attacks were strong, he had lost his defensive power.
He had a chance to kill a Demon Monarch.
This was the first time he had a chance to kill a Demon Monarch in an official battle.
Fang Yun's eyes widened, revealing a cold glint. He secretly sent a voice transmission: "Mister Hemu, help me stall Xiong Jing for a hundred breaths. Don't let him cause trouble. Watch me kill this Xiong Jing."
"You …" Tan Hemu still wanted to persuade him, but before he could finish, Fang Yun suddenly completed a poem in one breath. He wrote the second stage Hidden Edge Poem, 'Treasured Sword Song.' Then, he opened his mouth and spat out two True Dragon swords.
Tan Hemu blinked hard and even rubbed his eyes. Even Xiong Tang instinctively slowed down his pursuit of Tan Hemu, staring at Fang Yun.
"My eyes aren't playing tricks on me, right …?" Tan Hemu and Xiong Tang said the same thing in the human language and the yao language respectively.
The instant the True Dragon swords flew over, Xiong Jing roared. All the hair on his body crazily grew, and new yao fiendish energy surged out. It mixed with his blood and qi, forming a suit of armor that emitted a black metallic luster. One leaf of the black armor pressed against the other, making it look like fish scales.
Not far away, Xiong Tang smiled and said, "Xiong Jing, well done. I didn't expect you to refine your armor into a special innate skill, Black Scale. Even I didn't have it. With this armor, even a Grand Scholar's sharp tongue won't be able to do anything to you, let alone a mere Hanlin. "
As Xiong Tang spoke, the two True Dragon swords flew past Xiong Jing. Xiong Jing dodged one sword, but the other sword struck his shoulder.
With a metallic clang, the True Dragon swords flew past, and the half-leaf scale armor fell off.
"What a powerful ancient sword!" Xiong Tang and Tan Hemu said the same thing.
Xiong Tang was even more shocked, and the killing intent in his eyes grew even stronger. He actually changed his direction and attacked Fang Yun. At the same time, he shouted, "Xiong Jing, be careful! This human is very strange. No wonder he's Xusheng. He probably controls an extremely powerful force in Saint Origin World. If he has the power of the stars, we should retreat for now."
To be continued.
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