Xiong Tang was still rational, but Xiong Jing had long been driven mad by Fang Yun. He didn't care what Xiong Tang said and fought based on his instincts. He only had one goal.
Kill Fang Yun!
"Demon Monarch Xiong Tang, don't forget Old Man." After Tan Hemu finished speaking, he actually took the initiative to face Xiong Tang and stop him with all his might.
Xiong Tang revealed a helpless expression and could only roar, "Xiong Jing, if anything happens, escape immediately. Don't linger in battle. This Fang Yun can control the Dragon-Devouring Vine, so he can definitely command the jailers!"
"Roar …" Xiong Jing's response was an angry roar as he chased after Fang Yun crazily. Furthermore, a faint bloody glow appeared within his black scales.
Fang Yun's gaze narrowed. He didn't expect the other party to start burning his lifespan.
"What I'm afraid of is that you won't fight with all your strength. If you don't fight with your life, how can you be worthy of me testing my sword?" Fang Yun said as he suddenly turned around and sat with his back facing his horse. He began to attack Xiong Jing with all his might.
An undetectable ray of light spread out from Fang Yun's body, and the light of the High Grade Steady as Mount Tai suddenly brightened. From then on, Fang Yun could continuously use battle poems without worrying about the vibration of the smoke pillar.
Following that, the high-grade Irresponsible Yellow Heart Light burned. A faint light spread out and swept past Fang Yun's Coldsteel Knight. When all of Fang Yun's attacks landed on the enemy, they would directly wipe out a quarter of the enemy's defensive strength.
The Multitasking Yellow Heart Light also lit up.
Hanlin Heavenly Bestowal, Divine Brush.
Two pieces of paper appeared on the pallet in front of Fang Yun. There was a brush on each piece of paper. Fang Yun held a brush in his hand, and the other brush floated in midair. Both brushes used the power of rapid writing to complete a poem in a breath.
At the same time, Fang Yun's high-grade Glib Tongue activated. He spat out battle poems as fast as a string of cannons, but everyone could hear every word clearly. Furthermore, he also completed a poem in a breath.
Fang Yun's Divine Brush and Glib Tongue formed the same battle poem.
After the poem was completed, three Li Guang phantoms appeared behind Fang Yun.
The wind blows in the dark of the forest.
The general draws his bow at night.
The plain seeks White Feather
Not among the stone ridges.
Li Guang drew his bow, and the bow was as full as the moon.
Meanwhile. Fang Yun controlled the two True Dragon Swords to stab at the left side of Xiong Jing's body. Xiong Jing instinctively dodged to the right.
Bang …
Three long arrows as thick as an arm flew out at the same time. Like three meteors, flames flew across the sky and accurately hit Xiong Jing.
If Xiong Jing possessed a demonic aura and was full of Qi and blood, the three arrows would have stopped outside of his skin. But now, he only had a layer of Blackscale Armor.
If there was no silver sand under his feet, Xiong Jing could have dodged it. But now, his feet were stuck in the sand.
The third level 《Stone Arrow》, once struck, would definitely pierce through. However, it was only equivalent to a Grand Scholar Battle Poem. It could pierce through the defense of a Monster Marquis, but it couldn't pierce through the scales of a Monster King.
Because of the pressure of the rank. The difference in strength was too great.
However, there was a high grade of nonsense and a high grade of Spring and Autumn Annals. With the Demon Ancestor Star Position and the Dragon Saint Star Position, the gap between the two ranks was reduced to one rank.
The Demon King Armor only had the power of a Demon Marquis.
Puff! Puff!
[Third Stage Stone Arrow. Once it hits, it will definitely pierce through.]
The three arrows hit and exploded.
"Aooo …" Xiong Jing screamed.
Three large holes, one foot deep and as thick as an arm, appeared on Xiong Jing's body. Blood flowed out.
Compared to the Monster King's huge body, these three bloody holes were nothing. However, the healing speed of the three bloody holes was extremely slow, and the scales outside of the bloody holes were no longer healing.
In order to prevent the blood from flowing out. Xiong Jing could only consume a large amount of Qi and blood to speed up the healing of the bloody holes. Even so, it would take at least fifteen minutes.
The two True Dragon Ancient Swords attacked again.
The three Li Guang phantoms had already merged into one, and a bow was fully drawn. Three arrows were on it.
The True Dragon Ancient Sword attacked Xiong Jing's left side, and the three arrows attacked the middle and right side.
Xiong Jing's battle instincts made him choose to avoid the Stone Arrow and resist the two True Dragon Ancient Swords.
"Clang …"
The two True Dragon Ancient Swords slashed Xiong Jing's back. The imitation sword could only cut the Blackscale Armor but not break it. The Blackscale Armor healed at an extremely fast speed, but the real sword not only cut through a large amount of scales on Xiong Jing's back, it also cut out a large piece of flesh that was one foot long, one foot wide, and one inch thick.
"Aooo …"
Although the True Dragon Ancient Sword did not have the strength of the Third Realm Battle Poem Xusheng Li Guang, it had the True Dragon Mark on it. Fang Yun was also Wen Xing Long Jue, and there was also the Dragon Saint Star Position. Other than the fact that the penetrating power was a little weaker, the other aspects were far superior to the Stone Arrow.
Tan Hemu laughed when he saw this sword, but Xiong Tang's heart skipped a beat.
This large wound on Xiong Jing's body also could not heal quickly, and it was even more difficult for the scales to reappear. This meant that the next time Fang Yun's True Dragon Ancient Sword landed on this wound, he would be able to directly stab in and turn Xiong Jing's body upside down.
The Demon Barbarian was very strong, and the Demon King was above the ordinary Demon Barbarian, but in the end, he was not a Half-saint. His internal organs were no different from tofu in front of the True Dragon Ancient Sword.
As a Demon King, Xiong Tang had rich battle experience. He knew that he would not be able to break through Tan Hemu in a short period of time, so he thought of a way to guide Xiong Jing. But after thinking about it, even when Fang Yun continued to attack continuously, he still could not think of a suitable solution.
Very quickly, Fang Yun launched the fifth round of attacks.
Three Stone Arrows and two True Dragon Ancient Swords attacked Xiong Tang.
In order to dodge the three Stone Arrows, Xiong Tang seemed to be prepared to take the True Dragon Ancient Swords head-on. But the instant the True Dragon Ancient Swords were about to reach him, he suddenly burst forth and stretched out his two front palms, grabbing one of the True Dragon Ancient Swords. At the same time, he spat out a Demon Art.
"Even you know, how could I not be prepared?"
Fang Yun sneered, and the True Dragon Ancient Sword's main body immediately descended to dodge. But the imitation sword's speed was not as fast as the main body, and it was about to be caught.
"Sword Burial!"
A sorrowful sword cry rang out, and the True Dragon Ancient Sword's imitation body exploded with a bang. Then, it split into countless small swords that flew in all directions.
Golden light shot out in all directions, dazzling everyone's eyes.
Chi Chi Chi …
One Sword Turned into Ten Thousand Swords
Thousands of small swords struck the left side of Xiong Jing's body, leaving behind thousands of small bloody holes. Especially the left front leg that grabbed the imitation sword, it was almost turned into a hornet's nest. Even his face had many bloody holes.
The flesh and blood in the bloody holes wriggled, causing Xiong Jing's body to become incomparably terrifying.
Without waiting for Xiong Jing to catch his breath, the three poems of the same book, "Half-fallen Peak", turned into three poems in one breath.
Three Zhan Shi Mountain Peaks that were dozens of meters tall smashed towards Xiong Jing in a row.
The small mountain was too big, Xiong Jing had no way to dodge, and could only use his uninjured right front leg to resist.
Bang Bang Bang
Another three mountain peaks.
Bang Bang Bang
Another three mountain peaks flew over.
The True Dragon Ancient Sword's main body cut open a wound on Xiong Jing's left front leg.
Bang Bang Bang
… ….
When the twenty-fourth Zhan Shi Mountain Peak exploded, Xiong Jing spat out a mouthful of blood. Finally, his internal organs were injured due to the continuous Zhan Shi Mountain Peak.
Following that, his entire left front leg suddenly fell off.
Xiong Jing was startled for a moment, he lowered his head to take a look, his left front leg had long been cut into pieces by the power of the Zang Sword and the True Dragon Ancient Sword. This twenty-fourth Zhan Shi Mountain Peak was the last straw that broke the camel's back.
Fang Yun also heaved a sigh of relief. The power that was as steady as Mount Tai was about to dissipate, and it would take a period of time before he could use it again. He could not use the War Poems without restraint like before.
Fang Yun's eyes lit up even more. The battle was about to end.
"Run! Run!" Xiong Tang suddenly roared loudly. Everyone present could feel the grief and indignation in his heart.
A dignified Demon King had his leg broken by a human Hanlin.
The bloody light in Xiong Jing's eyes finally faded a little. He glanced at Xiong Tang, then at Fang Yun before turning to run.
To be continued.
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