While the two were fighting with their swords, the army behind Fang Yun was ready to go.
In the past, the soldiers focused on stopping the enemy because they were afraid of enemies getting close. But now, with the Tortoise Armor Body and Half-saint clothes, Fang Yun had nothing to worry about.
All the soldiers were replaced by Gong Family disciples and crossbow machines. There were ten thousand crossbow machines in total, which was bigger than Two World Mountain.
When ten thousand huge crossbow bolts flew through the air, even the Sunfall Saint Spirit was shocked. Each bolt had the ability to pierce through a Daemon King or even hurt a normal Daemon King. When ten thousand bolts were shot together, it was like an army of ten thousand people was united. The army's spirit gathered and formed an incredible power.
Boom, boom, boom, boom …
One after another, huge crossbow bolts more than ten meters long passed through the power storm and hit the Sunfall Saint Spirit's mirror armor.
Then all the bolts exploded. The power contained in them bounced back, forming an even stronger power storm.
The Sunfall Saint Spirit wasn't hurt at all, but it didn't relax at all.
Instead, a smile appeared on Fang Yun's face.
The mirror armor was very strong, but no matter how strong the talent or treasure was, there was a limit. If a normal Confucian scholar's attack landed on the mirror armor, he wouldn't be able to do anything to it in a hundred years, let alone a year. But Fang Yun's attack contained the power of the Saintly Way. Tao Sheng's Saintly Power and Withering Power kept landing on it.
Fang Yun had to admit that the mirror armor was very strong. But no matter how strong it was, it was only the power of the Saintly Way. It wasn't the real power of the Saintly Way. Even if it was, the Withering Power could slowly erode it.
The battle poem "Break the Formation" was just the beginning.
Fang Yun kept waving his brush. He used the poem that had defeated tens of thousands of Daemon Kings on Two World Mountain.
First, he praised Li Guang's poem "Arrow in the Stone."
Next was the poem "Song of the Qin People" that praised the people.
Next was the poem "Liangzhou Ci" that praised the soldiers who had been through hundreds of battles.
Next was the poem "Breaking the Loulan" that praised the soldiers who attacked the Daemon Barbarians.
Finally, it was Li Guangsong.
This unprecedented first poem was brilliant in the Borderline Mountain back then, and Fang Yun had made many achievements with it. Now, Li Guang's shadow appeared behind Fang Yun again.
During the process of Fang Yun writing these five poems, Tao Sheng's power would pour into each of them. In the end, the Tao Sheng's phantom that was formed also emitted a faint holy aura.
Li Guang was Xusheng, and Tao Sheng's power gave it even more power.
The current War Poem Li Guang was actually comparable to a Great Scholar of the Five Realms. He drew his bow and shot an arrow.
Boom!
The giant arrow was like a shooting star. It ignored the distance between them and landed on the Sunfall Holy Spirit's body in an instant. A blinding light burst out.
A crack appeared on one of the mirrors.
Fang Yun was slightly surprised. He thought that the Holy Spirit in the Land of Extremis was indeed extraordinary. One should know that this War Poem had the ability to break through all defenses of the same level. Now that it had formed five poems and was supported by the power of Half-saint's clothes, this arrow was enough to break through the defenses of an ordinary Emperor. However, it only damaged one of the mirrors.
The Sunfall Holy Spirit's eyes flashed with the same light. It was ten times more shocked than Fang Yun. It didn't expect that a mere War Poem of a Great Scholar could break the powerful force that the Sunfall Holy Spirit Clan was proud of.
"It seems that it's still not enough …"
Fang Yun waved his brush. "Jiangcheng Zi * Three Farewell to the Barbarian Emperor"!
If Li Guang's divine arrow was a shooting star, then the Shooting Wolf Arrow of "Jiangcheng Zi" was like a comet across the sky.
The Sunfall Holy Spirit had no time to dodge. The dazzling Shooting Wolf Arrow hit the mirror armor directly.
After a loud bang, the divine light dazzled. The Sunfall Holy Spirit was pushed back dozens of feet.
Cracks appeared on dozens of mirrors.
"Why is your War Poem so powerful?" The Sunfall Holy Spirit looked at Fang Yun in disbelief. Its mirror armor could withstand the attack of the Barbarian Emperor. Even the attack of the ancestor god of the Barbarian Emperor could only break a few more mirrors than the Shooting Wolf Arrow.
"Is it very powerful? It can't even break your armor. "Fang Yun didn't think much of it.
The Sunfall Holy Spirit was so angry that it almost vomited blood. It said angrily, "This mirror armor is formed by the Shards of the Saintly Path. It comes from the power of the Crow-Wheel Divine Ancestor. If a War Poem can break it, how can we fight against the Reverse Stele Mountain? How can we protect the Impasse? "
"Is that so?" After Fang Yun finished speaking, he continued to wave the Great Confucian Treasured Brush. One after another, the Shooting Wolf Arrows flew out like comets crashing into the ground. After they hit, the sound of explosions could be heard continuously.
The Sunfall Holy Spirit soon became a target. It was completely drowned in the light and dust formed by the collision between the Shooting Wolf Arrow and the mirror armor.
Soon, countless cracks appeared on the Sunfall Holy Spirit's mirror armor.
The Sunfall Holy Spirit looked more and more terrible. As the main force fighting against the Reverse Stele Mountain and other dangerous places, it had never encountered such a situation.
"Don't you humans need a long time to release your War Poem?" The Sunfall Holy Spirit couldn't believe its eyes. In Fang Yun's hands, the Great Scholar War Poem was as simple as the Scholar War Poem.
It had the power of the Great Scholar War Poem and the speed of the Scholar War Poem.
"I told you, you'll regret it." Fang Yun kept releasing Jiangcheng Zi. One Shooting Wolf Arrow after another attacked the Sunfall Holy Spirit.
The Sunfall Holy Spirit tried to dodge many times but failed.
The Sunfall Holy Spirit gritted its teeth and said, "This War Poem is magnificent and powerful. It must consume a lot of Talent Qi. An ordinary Great Scholar can only use dozens of arrows at most. Let me see how long you can attack! Without talent, only Holy Qi or something else, you can't use battle poems! "
"Then you can try to wait."
With the support of the half-step saint's robe, Fang Yun was able to use it endlessly with a wave of his hand.
There were Talents Qi, Mini Literati Qi, and Half-saint clothes. Fang Yun's Talent Qi was also endless. One Jiangcheng Zi couldn't exhaust his Talent Qi at all.
It was unknown how many Shooting Wolf Arrows were shot out in succession. Suddenly, an earth-shattering sound rang out.
With the Sunfall Holy Spirit as the center, dazzling light flashed. Countless mirrors exploded. Strangely, all the broken mirrors splashed in the same direction at the same time.
They all shot toward where Fang Yun was.
With a shrill sound, the broken mirrors formed a torrent of Holy Qi. It was like a monster in the deep sea that wanted to devour everything.
Fang Yun didn't care. He kept using Jiangcheng Zi to collide with the countless broken mirrors.
But the broken mirrors were the ultimate power of the mirror armor. The Shooting Wolf Arrows were destroyed instantly. The torrent of fragments could swallow Fang Yun in the next second.
The wind blew.
Peach blossoms and chrysanthemums danced in the air, forming a beautiful tornado that surrounded Fang Yun.
The pure white fragments collided with the bright petals, creating a powerful storm of power. It was colorful, beautiful, and dangerous.
The broken mirrors came like a raging river. The bright petals looked weak, but each one seemed to be filled with Holy Qi. They blocked in front of Fang Yun.
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