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Chapter 1671

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In less than ten breaths, Mountain Hu collapsed into rubble and all the demons died.

Fang Yun ended the battle with a mere verbal battle.

The four Gyeongo scholars led by Chai Zhi wanted to snatch Fang Yun's military exploits, but they were still fifteen miles away from Fang Yun.

The four clouds stopped in midair, and the four Grand Scholars had the word "defeat" written all over their faces. They couldn't accept the fact at all.

"The Golden Tribe King summoned the power of his ancient bloodline and used his Saint Form, but all he did was send Fang Yun's verbal battle flying? Even the sharp-tongued Great Confucian Scholars would have a crack after being hit by the Golden Tribe Demon King's Saint Form. Look at Fang Yun, he's not affected at all. "

"Could it be that after his True Dragon Ancient Sword obtained seven dragon patterns, not only did he obtain the dragon clan's Giant Spirit Sea Patrol talent, but he also obtained other talents? That's impossible! "

"Have you noticed that the dragon pattern on Fang Yun's sword is golden, as if it's made of gold, while the dragon pattern on our 'Battle of Tongues' sword is translucent and golden?"

"There's nothing strange about that. He obtained the blood of the Ancestral Dragon, so it's normal for his True Dragon Sword to be special. Whether it's translucent or opaque, the power of the dragon patterns won't differ much. "

"Then … how do you explain his True Dragon Sword being able to block the Silver Tribe King's attack? And it's the Bear Demon. As you all know, bears are stronger than lions and tigers. "

"This …" Chai Zhi was speechless. He looked at Fang Yun from afar with a complicated expression.

The verbal battle of humans was very special. It was extremely sharp, but also very fragile. Only after reaching the Half-saint level and having the Holy Path as a foundation could the verbal battle be as strong as a mountain.

Fang Yun did not even look at Chai Zhi and the others. He adjusted his direction slightly and flew to the next mountain.

Chai Zhi smiled coldly and said, "I thought he was a cautious person, but I didn't expect him to be a rash and arrogant person. He had just engaged in a battle of words with the Silver Tent Bear Demon. Even if he was not damaged, it would be difficult for him to continue the battle. He was actually preparing to attack the next mountain. In the end, he was too arrogant. "

"It's good that he's arrogant, that's why he's giving us a chance! Let's go. Since we couldn't kill the Demon King of Mountain Hu, we'll go straight for the Demon King of Black Ridge Mountain! Leave the difficult Golden Tribe Wolf Daemon King to him. Let's deal with the other three Daemon Kings. The three Demon Kings are all Sacred Aspect Demon Kings with ordinary strength. With the help of a Great Confucian Treasure, the four of us can kill one of them quickly and then slowly deal with the other two! "

"Go! This battle concerned the reputation of the Xuanwu Army and Gyeongo. They could not lose to Fang Yun! The glory of the Gyeongo people is engraved on the Moyao Mountain, but not the words of the Jingguo people! "

"Kill!"

Not only were the four scholars not afraid, they were even more courageous.

Five clouds flew straight towards Blackridge Mountain.

The battle just now alarmed all the demons and barbarians within a thousand miles. The Demon Kings on Towering Sky Peak watched as the thousand-feet-tall Mountain Hu was split in half and then collapsed.

Some demon monarchs ran because only a great Confucian scholar or a great demon monarch could destroy a ten-thousand-foot tall mountain so easily. Regardless of whether it was a great demon monarch or a great Confucian scholar, since they attacked the demon monarchs of Mountain Hu, the demon monarchs from other places would not have it easy either.

However, all the Demon Kings soon received news that the person with the sword was Fang Yun.

A few demon monarchs ran even faster when they heard Fang Yun's name. However, most of the demon monarchs stopped. They either stood on the mountain peak, hovered in midair, or stepped on the treetops. They looked at Fang Yun with greed in their eyes.

Fang Yun was still ranked first on the Great Confucian Hunting List in the Demon Realm!

Even though Zhang Longxiang had killed all the Demon Kings and ended the Battle of Bi Can by himself, he was only ranked second on the Great Confucian Hunting List.

Many years ago, these Demon Kings had thought of countless ways to kill Fang Yun in exchange for huge rewards and a chance to become a Saint. However, none of them could do it.

Now, their chance had come.

After killing Fang Yun, they would immediately rush to the crack between the two worlds and avoid the attacks of the human Saints. Then, they could successfully return to the Demon Realm and receive the huge rewards from the Saints.

Countless sacred blood and sacred items, countless beautiful female demons, and countless cultivation resources … They would all belong to them.

The Demon Kings' eyes were red. Instinct took over their minds and they completely gave up on thinking.

Demon Qi filled the air within a thousand miles.

However, the Ape Demon King, Monkey Demon King, and Rat Demon King were unmoved. Their eyes were clear as they kept running away.

Along the way, Demon Kings kept mocking them.

"You're a disgrace to the Demon Realm!" a Bear Demon roared.

"Get lost! Bunch of rats! "

"What a bunch of cowards."

Amidst the insults, the escaping Demon Kings didn't care. At the same time, they kept communicating with each other through Qi and blood.

"This bunch of trash. They're the ones who disgrace the Demon Realm. It has nothing to do with us!"

"These idiots should think carefully. Who is Fang Xusheng? The Notre-Dame will naturally step up the protection. If he's killed, all the demons and barbarians present will be slaughtered. Instead of dying with them, it's better to fly further away. Maybe the next time we look back, this place will have become a mountain ruin. "

"Although my information is outdated, I still know that he killed the former head of the Lei family, Lei Zhongmo, and then used a strange literary platform to suppress the Dragon King of Dongting. Now he's come to the Demon Mountain alone. He must be here to cause trouble. Those fools can only watch, but they even want to kill him. They don't even know how they're going to die! As the top Grand Scholar of the human race, only the Saint and Demon King can defeat him. Maybe we have to send the Demon Kings of the Ancestor God Clan. "

"Don't worry about them. Escape is more important."

The four Demon Kings on Black Ridge Mountain didn't run away. Instead, they were eager to fight because the entire mountain was surrounded by wolf tribes. With the Golden Tribe Wolf Demon King around, they weren't afraid of Fang Yun.

Black Ridge Mountain was about three hundred meters shorter than the previous Mountain Hu, but Black Ridge Mountain was longer. From the side, it looked like a huge arch bridge.

The Golden Tribe Wolf Demon King's Qi and blood voice traveled for hundreds of miles.

"Fang Yun, this is not a place for you. Get back to Xiang Province immediately! Demon Kings, if he doesn't leave, join hands with me to kill Fang Yun and share the rewards of the Saints! "

Fang Yun looked at the Golden Tribe Wolf Demon King and smiled faintly. He said loudly, "You're a smart little wolf. You know you're no match for me, so you bluffed and asked for help. Unfortunately, it's too late! "

"Arrogant! You're just a Grand Scholar of the human race. I've killed you before! " The Golden Tribe Wolf Demon King opened his mouth. His Qi and blood gushed out like a river, condensing into a wolf head that was a hundred meters long. It charged forward and bit Fang Yun.

"Golden Tribe Demon King? I've killed many of them too. " As Fang Yun spoke, he quickly wrote the Blade-Concealing Poem and the Sword Summoning Poem. Before the wolf head got close, he spat out the True Dragon Sword.

"Is he crazy?" Chai Zhi looked at Fang Yun in disbelief. The three Grand Scholars behind him couldn't believe their eyes either.

It had only been a few hundred breaths of time since the True Dragon Sword had been sent flying by the Bear Demon King. Even a great scholar with a sharp tongue would need to rest for a few hours. Fang Yun, a mere scholar of the Sincerity Intent Realm, would not dare to do such a thing.

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