Fang Yun walked forward and slowly came to the top of the city wall.
As far as the eye could see, the sky was clear and blue, but under the beautiful blue sky, it was an intolerable world.
Under the blue sky, the ground was cracked and scorched black. Not even a blade of grass grew.
The barbarians fought against the Water Tribe and used the Burning Sky Furnace to burn thousands of miles away, forcing the Water Tribe to retreat.
On the scorched earth, the barbarian camps were arranged closely. From afar, they looked like flat bricks.
Five miles away, on the flagpole of the barbarian camp, there was a dirty middle-aged man in tattered clothes. This man's head was tilted and there were wounds all over his body. Many of the wounds were festering and there were even maggots wriggling on them.
This man's eyes were closed and his breath was weak. He could die at any time.
This man's beard had not been taken care of for a long time. It actually reached his chest.
"General Zhang, how is the scenery in the north in August?" Fang Yun's thunderous voice exploded in the sky.
This was what Fang Yun had said to Zhang Poyue in a letter.
Zhang Poyue on the flagpole slowly raised his head and opened his eyes. His eyes were dim and dim, but they were like the dawn sky, slowly becoming brighter.
Zhang Poyue's eyes reflected the clear sky and he grinned.
His teeth were still there, but he had no tongue.
Zhang Poyue seemed to be unaware and slowly said eight words. No one could hear them clearly.
Fang Yun could read his lips.
"The sky is clear and the earth is vast, the grass is green like a mat."
A sorrowful eagle cry sounded in the sky. Eagle Demon Marquis Cang Ying kept circling in the sky.
The scholar behind Fang Yun saw this scene and remained silent.
"If you die in the north, I'll let billions of barbarians die with you!" Fang Yun stared at Zhang Poyue's eyes and said.
"It's worth it!" Zhang Poyue was full of smiles.
At this moment, a thunderous sound came from the barbarian camp and spread for hundreds of miles.
"I've heard a lot about Fang Xusheng. Today, I've seen you in person."
Fang Yun looked up and saw a barbarian with a wolf's head and a human's body speaking human language.
This barbarian wolf was exceptionally tall. Its fur was like gold, shining under the sun. It was like the pride of the heavens, the center of the world.
Fang Yun recognized this barbarian wolf.
The leader of the barbarian wolf tribe, the leader of the golden barbarians, and the "ruler of heaven and earth" of the grassland barbarians.
Legend had it that when it was born, there was a grassland.
Last year, its demon rank had risen, and it was second only to Demon Saint Lang Lu.
Golden Wolf Barbarian Emperor, Wolf Plains.
The height of an ordinary wolf clan's Great Barbarian King reached six feet, whereas the Barbarian Emperor Wolf was already ten feet tall. It was clearly smiling, yet it emitted boundless ferocious might that was as brilliant as the sun.
Countless Barbarians knelt before the Wolf Plains.
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"The name of the Berserker Emperor resounds like thunder in my ears. However, there's one thing that I don't understand. This small Three Battle Fort doesn't seem to be worthy of you personally leading an expedition. "Fang Yun's words were like spring thunder.
. Fang Yun didn't release any power, but everyone felt that as long as Fang Yun was here, the three battle forts would never fall.
Even if there was a powerful barbarian standing opposite.
Wolf Plains grinned. He held a golden axe and walked forward slowly.
Wolf Plains dragged the axe forward, plowing a deep gully in the ground. Soil and stones were flipped, making slight sounds.
"Of course I'm here for you!" Wolf Plains's eyes were burning with fighting spirit. He grinned and his teeth were crossed. Suddenly, golden flames appeared around his body.
The golden barbarian wolf's blood was like gold.
Many human soldiers instinctively took half a step back, dropping their weapons on the ground.
"Oh? Then please enlighten me. "Fang Yun was fearless. His green robe fluttered in the wind.
"Barbarian Emperor, you're so mighty! As an emperor, you killed a scholar. Even the most despicable barbarian wouldn't do such a thing! "Liu Hong's voice reverberated in the sky.
Wolf Plains stopped. The ferocious look on his face gradually disappeared. His protruding mouth slowly closed, covering his sharp teeth.
"I forgot that you're just a scholar. I can't fight you alone. But … "Wolf Plains glanced at the people on the city wall and said," When we break through the three battle forts, I'll capture you personally. Then, in front of all the saints, I'll crush your head like a watermelon and chop it into minced meat! Hahahaha … "
Wolf Plains looked up to the sky and laughed. A biting cold feeling swept through the three battle forts.
"Even a demon emperor can't kill me, let alone you. You're just bragging! If you want to attack, then stop talking nonsense. If you don't want to attack, then go back to your tent. Don't bark like a Gyeongo dog. "Fang Yundao said.
In the barbarian's camp, angry roars were heard. Pairs of clear eyes turned blood red.
A huge barbarian flag that was one mile long appeared in the sky. Countless blood-red threads connected to each barbarian.
Wolf Plains smiled coldly and said, "Fang Xusheng must be tired after traveling for so many days. How can I take advantage of this? Oh right, I heard that you and Zhang Poyue are old friends? "
Fang Yundao didn't answer. He stood on the city wall in green clothes and looked at the golden barbarian emperor in the distance.
"Zhang Poyue is a good human man. Unfortunately, he's stubborn. He didn't surrender even though he knew he would lose. Even when he was caught, he still kept cursing, which annoyed me. So, his tongue was cut off. Since you are good friends with him, this emperor will help him out for your sake. The wound on his left leg has turned into pus and maggots. It's very painful. He must be treated. "
After saying that, Wolf Plains threw out the golden axe. The axe flew close to Zhang Poyue and circled around him. Then, it flew back to Wolf Plains.
Zhang Poyue's left leg suddenly fell down. Blood splattered from the wound.
Zhang Poyue gritted his teeth. His face was distorted and he made a heavy sound from his nose. The back of his head was leaning against the flagpole. His body trembled violently as if he was electrocuted.
At this moment, his talent was sealed. He was just a slightly stronger ordinary person.
Everyone on the city wall gritted their teeth but there was nothing they could do.
Liu Hong whispered, "Fang Xusheng, Wolf Plains seems to have been taught by a traitor. He's trying to disturb your mind and force you to go out and rescue him. Don't fall into his trap."
Fang Yun looked at Zhang Poyue and said, "Is ten million barbarians enough?"
Zhang Poyue suddenly looked at Fang Yun and laughed loudly. He nodded vigorously. Because he lost his tongue, his voice was very strange. However, many people knew what he wanted to say.
It's enough!
"General Zhang seems to be in pain. Then I'll help him again!"
After saying that, Wolf Plains threw out the axe again and cut off Zhang Poyue's right leg.
Zhang Poyue screamed and then laughed crazily.
"Twenty million." Fang Yun said calmly.
Wolf Plains saw that Fang Yun was so calm and threw out the axe again.
"I'll add twenty million for you!"
In Wolf Plains's roar, Zhang Poyue's arms were cut off at the shoulders and fell to the ground.
Fang Yun did not say anything, but the blue sky for a thousand miles was instantly filled with dark clouds. Thunder rumbled and lightning flashed. However, in the next moment, a ray of red light flew out from the Berserker Tribe's tent and chased away the dark clouds. It also left flames in the sky, so the dark clouds could not gather again.
"Hahahaha … Fang Xusheng, how is it? How's this human stick? "
Fang Yun said indifferently, "Cutting off his head is called a human stick. You can't even make a human stick. No wonder the Demon Realm calls you trash barbarian dogs."
"Impudent!" Wolf Plains was about to throw out the golden axe again but he immediately stopped and shouted, "You want to trick this emperor into killing Zhang Poyue? Why not let him suffer for a long time? Idiot! Come, sprinkle some salt on Zhang Poyue's wound. Don't let him die! Zhang Poyue likes to scold this emperor. Then let him see how this emperor kills Fang Yun! "
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