Fang Yun was still advancing slowly on the grassland. He did not use any power to protect himself and faced the Dragon Aura with his literary palace.
Li Guang, who was behind Fang Yun, was three meters tall. His body was shining with silver light as if he was made of stars. He used all of his strength to shoot an arrow. The huge arrow was like a shooting star that pierced through the sky and went straight for Zhan Shi Wei Qing.
Zhan Shi Wei Qing spurred his horse forward and suddenly waved his sword. The sword light condensed into a crescent moon that flew out and clashed with Li Guang's arrow.
The crescent moon and shooting star exploded in mid-air and set off waves of Qi that tore apart all the Zhan Shi soldiers within five meters.
Soon after, Zhan Shi Li Guang suddenly started shooting arrows into the sky. Arrow after arrow, it was continuous. Some of the arrows were fast and some were slow. They seemed to be flying aimlessly in mid-air.
Zhan Shi Wei Qing was rushing forward. The light on his sword became more and more intense. In the end, it looked like it was surrounded by a cocoon.
After three breaths, the two Zhan Shi generals approached. Wei Qing suddenly raised his sword. Among the Zhan Shi soldiers that Lei Zhong Mo had summoned, three thousand of them turned into flowing lights and entered Wei Qing's sword.
Wei Qing suddenly threw out his sword. The sword instantly enlarged and turned into a huge sword that slashed towards Li Guang in mid-air.
When Wei Qing swung his sword, Li Guang pulled the last arrow and kept accumulating power. When the huge sword was about to fall, Li Guang shot.
Swoosh swoosh swoosh swoosh …
The arrows that were shot into the sky by Li Guang seemed to have come alive. They all changed their direction and followed Li Guang's last arrow towards Wei Qing.
Li Guang's arrow brushed past Wei Qing's sword.
With a loud sound, Zhan Shi Li Guang was split into two by Wei Qing's huge sword. The sword tip stabbed into the ground and was still moving.
Almost at the same time, Li Guang's thirty-four arrows pierced through Zhan Shi Wei Qing. Zhan Shi Wei Qing flew backwards and his body turned into light spots and disappeared.
The two famous generals perished together, while Fang Yun's ten thousand cavalry defeated Lei Zhong Mo's generals and soldiers.
Lei Zhong Mo looked at Wei Qing and Li Guang who had turned into light and left. He sighed softly. The two of them were once famous generals. Because Wei Qing was a relative of a relative, he was ostracized by many scholars. Even Sima Qian used the power of history to criticize Wei Qing.
In order to prove himself, Wei Qing continuously led the army into battle and won every battle. He was promoted to a military scholar and became the number one scholar in the world. Later, in order to become a saint, he took the risk to enter Saint Burial Valley. In the end, he received news of his death and the entire country mourned.
Unlike Wei Qing, Li Guang was not good at attacking and was famous for his defense. His last battle was in the Ancient Desolation City, where he was ambushed by Soldier Barbarian Saint and was surrounded by a large number of monster barbarians. He could have escaped alone, but in the end, he chose to fight with his comrades and killed twenty-seven monster kings before he died.
After Li Guang died in battle, he stood on the city wall, still maintaining the posture of a strategist on paper with a brush in his hand, so that the demons and barbarians did not dare to come close, they all took a detour. The Great Khans of the Monster Race respected Li Guang, so after collecting the body, they returned it to the human race.
Lei Zhongmo said slowly, "The Old Man would like to ask Fang Xusheng for advice on the art of painting!"
After that, a total of ten scrolls flew out from Lei Zhongmo's River Oyster. Then, the scrolls rolled down slowly, and ten middle-aged men appeared.
In order, they were Yan Hui, Ziqian, Boniu, Zhonggong, Ziyou, Zigong, Zilu, Ziwo, Ziyou, and Zixia, a total of ten people. The ten of them were called the Ten Sages of Confucius, they were the ten disciples that Confucius admired the most.
The Ten Sages War Painting was one of the strongest war paintings of the human race. Originally, only a great scholar of the three realms of painting could draw it. Now, there was Lei Zhongmo's inscription at the bottom of each painting. This meant that even if Lei Zhongmo was only a great scholar, he had the power to draw the Ten Sages War Painting.
The eyes of the Ten Sages moved slightly, their clothes fluttered in the wind, and they instantly became alive. Then, they stepped out of the scrolls at the same time.
Thunder appeared in the clear sky, and a hurricane condensed. Behind Lei Zhongmo, a hurricane that was a thousand feet tall rotated slowly. Thunder and lightning flashed continuously in the hurricane, the momentum was terrifying.
The Ten Sages of the War Painting first bowed slightly to Fang Yun, they had a strong ancient style. Then, they started to speak.
It was equivalent to ten great scholars attacking Fang Yun at the same time!
Lei Zhongmo looked at the Ten Sages War Painting with a smile. During the most boring days in the World of Battles, not only did he absorb the power of the World of Battles, but he also used his spiritual will to draw continuously in the Literature Palace. Not long ago, he drew the Ten Sages War Painting with his powerful painting talent.
Even if he was suppressed by the Dragon Might, even if his power was not as strong as the outside world, Lei Zhongmo was confident that he could use the Ten Sages War Painting to suppress thousands of yao.
The Ten Sages War Painting was famous in all realms. When the yao kings saw it, they exclaimed. They couldn't help but think of the humiliation of the West Sea Water Tribe. Back then, the Art Saint, Gu Kaizhi, actually drew another West Sea and the West Sea Dragon Saint, forcing the West Sea Dragon Saint to use the Ancestor Dragon's treasure to destroy the painting.
"Fang Xusheng is in danger." Gui Cong couldn't help but sigh. The war paintings of the human race had always been rare, because every scroll that was used was one scroll less. It took a lot of time and energy to create, but once a large number of scrolls were released, the short-term destructive power surpassed all war poems.
No matter how strong a scholar's war poem was, it couldn't compare to the Ten Sages War Painting.
Lei Zhongmo looked at Fang Yun's back. He thought that Fang Yun would stop and express shock or admiration, but who knew that Fang Yun just coughed softly and continued to walk forward. His body seemed to be getting weaker.
Lei Zhongmo snorted coldly. The Ten Sages' vital energy surged. They were going to go all out.
Fang Yun's clothes moved slightly. A codex flew out and floated in the air.
Roar …
An earth-shattering roar exploded in the sky. All the yao kings within a hundred miles were scared out of their wits. Instinctive fear came from their blood.
The Subjugation Side Palace appeared in the sky. It was more than ten miles long and formed a huge shadow that covered the ground. Then, a giant turtle that was more than one mile long flew out of the Subjugation Side Palace. It carried a huge cage on its back and was surrounded by countless iron chains.
"Sinful Turtle Prison Carriage!"
Some yao kings retreated in shock and cursed in their hearts. It was a battle between two humans. Why did it have the power to suppress the water tribe? There was the aura of a true dragon and the Sinful Turtle Prison Carriage. Was this an internal battle between humans or was it to scare the water tribe of the West Sea?
Ever since it was captured by Fang Yun, the Sinful Turtle Prison Carriage had been imprisoned in the codex. It turned into the power of Legalism's "Painting a Prison". At this moment, it was extremely angry. It opened its mouth and roared again. Ten thick chains flew out instantly and firmly trapped the shadows of the Ten Sages. Then, it suddenly retracted the chains and sent the Ten Sages War Painting into the prison.
Lei Zhongmo stared blankly as he watched the Ten Sages War Painting use all their strength to attack the prison. However, they couldn't break it. In the end, they used up all their strength and dissipated into light.
Fang Yun still had his back facing Lei Zhongmo. He continued forward and ignored Lei Zhongmo.
The Ten Sages War Painting created by a great scholar of the Three Realms of Painting would definitely not be imprisoned by the Sinful Turtle Prison Carriage.
A look of shame flashed across Lei Zhongmo's face. Fang Yun didn't say anything, but he felt a strong sense of contempt and blame. At this moment, Lei Zhongmo felt that everyone was blaming him. He wasn't strong enough and couldn't fully unleash the power of the Ten Sages War Painting. This caused the Ten Sages War Painting to dissipate before they could do anything. It was an insult to the ten disciples that Confucius admired the most.
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