After the Wolf Kill doppelganger spoke, his body shook. Suddenly, he split into two. The two Wolf Kill doppelganger rushed forward. With just one step, two became four. In the end, there were 64 giant silver wolves that looked exactly the same. They rushed toward Sea Watch doppelganger from different directions.
Some scholars exclaimed. This power was too strong. In everyone's perception, the other 63 avatars were not fake avatars at all. They were all true bodies.
Fang Yun's eyes were filled with the full moon formed by the Divine Moon Stone. He suddenly realized that in his eyes, every avatar of Lang Lu was real. He guessed that although the Divine Moon Stone was strong, he was too weak to see through the Saint Power.
Guan Hai's avatar's expression did not change. A translucent brush floated in the air.
The bone of the brush was not ordinary. It was more like the skeleton of an unknown demon beast that had been squeezed into the brush by a great force. There were some strange marks on the surface.
The gray bristles of the brush were very rough. Each bristle was like a long needle. It was very different from the brushes commonly used by the human race.
There was a feather at the tip of the brush. On the feather, there was an ancient demon Half-saint. It had the head of a monkey, the body of a tiger, and the tail of a peacock. Its eyes were closed.
It was the Spirit of the Holy Brush.
Everyone who knew their stuff looked envious. Although this was only the projection of the Holy Brush, it was definitely much better than the Great Confucian treasure.
This Pondering Holy Brush was famous in the human race. Half-saint Xun Zi had found the complete corpse of Half-saint Pondering by chance in an ancient land. The brush was made of bones and the bristles were made of fur. It had been placed in the Xun family. Now, Chen Guanhai had borrowed it to make a projection.
Many people were slightly relieved when they saw this. If Chen Guanhai could borrow the projection of the Pondering Holy Brush from the Xun family, then he could definitely get the projections of other treasures from other families.
The avatar could not use the Saint Power, but with the projection of Half-saint treasures, even if it could not defeat the avatar of Lang Lu, it could at least not be defeated.
The two avatars began to fight fiercely.
During this process, Fang Yun commanded the battle while secretly observing the battle of the two avatars. He paid special attention to the fighting style of the avatar of Guan Hai. This was the best way to learn how to fight. It was far more useful than reading countless books on fighting.
Many Confucian scholars were also reading seriously, but the Grand Secretaries and lower ranked scholars had to give up after reading for a while.
This was because they often couldn't see the movements of both sides clearly. Most of the time, even if they could see clearly, they wouldn't know their intentions. Moreover, the level of strength of both sides was too high. If they forcefully memorized it, it would consume a lot of talent. It wasn't suitable for this kind of time.
Many scholars sighed in despair. They could only occasionally take a few glances to satisfy their cravings. They had completely given up on learning that level of battle.
The battle between Niu Shan and Wolf Plains slowed down because these two barbarians were constantly learning the fighting style of Wolf Slaughter's incarnation. They cherished this rare opportunity.
Both the Great Scholars and the Great Barbarian King were attracted by the two incarnations of Half-saint, so they did not pay much attention to the battle of Ning 'an. The Barbarian Kings were afraid of being killed by Fang Yun, so they did not fight with their lives on the line and were prepared to escape at any time. Seeing that the barbarian kings began to slack off, the human race's Grand Scholar and the aquatic race's Monster King were also happy to have some free time.
Thus, the Battle of Ning An returned to normal. Countless ordinary demons and barbarians continued to charge towards the city walls, dying one after another at the hands of the humans.
Without the help of the kings, these ordinary demons and barbarians could not pose a threat to Ning An City at all.
In the silver space surrounded by the two Star Walls, the two incarnations kept fighting. Fang Yun could not help but smile often. Although he had a large number of scenes of the Saints of the ancient demon race fighting in his mind, the way Dragons, ancient demons, and barbarians fought was too different from that of the human race.
Learning the fighting style of the ancient demon race could only help him understand and resolve the fighting style of the other races. It could not strengthen his own abilities as a human at all.
Now, the great Half-saint Chen Guanhai was teaching him like a teacher.
Fang Yun was very glad that it was Guanhai's incarnation who was fighting. If Guanhai's original body was here, his holy aura would be vast and mighty. All kinds of holy power would condense into strange objects to fight. The level of power would be too high, and Fang Yun would not be able to learn anything at all.
Now, Guanhai's incarnation was using the holy power as a reference and holy power as a foundation. In essence, it was still using techniques below the Saint Plane, such as the battle poems of the great Confucian scholars. It did not display the true power of the holy way. Because of this, Fang Yun and the great Confucian scholars could understand.
Chen Guanhai had always been a simple person. Especially in recent years, he had become more and more peaceful. Thus, his fighting style was mainly defense. Even if he attacked, he would force Lang Lu's incarnation to stay away.
The two sides fought for a full 15 minutes, but Lang Lu's incarnation was still not within a mile of Guanhai's incarnation.
All the great Confucian scholars and Fang Yun were mesmerized. Chen Guanhai's use of the battle poems of the great Confucian scholars was superb. Especially when he used it from the height of the holy way, it was an eye-opener for everyone.
At first, Lang Lu was very calm, but as the battle continued, he began to curse. Now, he was no longer cursing. He was extremely angry. Two volcanoes seemed to be hidden in his eyes, ready to erupt at any time.
After another 15 minutes, Lang Lu finally lost his patience. He said angrily, "Chen Guanhai, I'll ask you one last time. Are you going to leave or not?"
"This is Ning An! This is Jingguo! This is the human race! "Guanhai's incarnation's voice was sonorous and powerful.
"Alright, then you can die here!"
Lang Lu suddenly stood still and roared into the sky. A full moon appeared above his head. It was a translucent demon moon of the demon realm.
But this was not the end. After the full moon, a star even bigger than the demon moon of the demon realm appeared.
It was one of the main stars of the demon realm, the totem star of the wolf race.
Sirius Star.
"Awoo …"
All the demons and barbarians below howled in joy. Their voices were filled with madness and joy, killing and excitement.
All the barbarians' bodies slowly expanded. Their bodies were strengthened by at least 20% and at most by double. The strength of the wolf race and barbarian wolves increased the most.
When Fang Yun saw this, he knew something was wrong. Lang Lu's incarnation had used the power of the ancestor god race, Lone Star Accompanying Moon.
A normal Half-saint would summon a demon moon or a star. Only the ancestor god race's saints could summon a demon moon and a star at the same time to increase their strength in a short period of time.
Lone Star Accompanying Moon could only increase Lang Lu's strength by one fold. But it was enough to increase his incarnation's strength by several folds.
Lang Lu grinned. His teeth slowly became thicker and longer. His body slowly expanded and his wolf fur became harder. His body was originally filled with beauty, as if it was a masterpiece of the myriad worlds. But now, he was extremely ugly and ferocious. His eyes were red and protruding. His teeth were sticking out and saliva dripped. He was ferocious. There was a rumbling sound coming from his throat.
Lang Lu became so ferocious. All the demons and barbarians seemed to be encouraged. They slowly looked towards Ning An City.
"Kill!"
More demons and barbarians rushed towards the human race's city wall.
The human race's arrows and battle poems and the water race's demonic arts kept attacking. But, all the attacks that landed on the barbarians' bodies were reduced by half!
This meant that more than half of the external force on the soldiers' bodies had disappeared.
The barbarians' individual strength surpassed the human race again!
Lang Lu's incarnation moved!
At this moment, Ning An City was facing an unprecedented crisis.
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