Lang Gusheng raised his chin and looked proudly at Fang Yun.
The Holy Zuway was not to be offended!
Lang Gusheng wanted to see Fang Yun hesitate or even panic, but Fang Yun showed neither fear nor hesitation.
Fang Yun did not even look at Xiao Xing's wolf head from beginning to end!
In Fang Yun's eyes, the wolf head did indeed have the aura of a Divine Ancestor, but it was very faint, and its symbolic meaning was greater than its power. He even thought that Lang Gusheng's brain had become stupid after soaking in seawater for so long, and he was actually using such empty power to defend himself?
The twelve True Dragon Sacred Swords did not change as they slashed straight at the three Saints' heavy defenses.
Lang Gusheng did not see what he wanted to see, and he cursed, "You're crazy! You're just a Half-saint, even if your sainthood visions are special, you can't resist the Divine Ancestor's disgust! You don't know the immensity of heaven and earth, you're a complete idiot! Resisting the Divine Ancestor, you're courting death! "
"Divine Ancestor? I've killed many. "
Fang Yun looked calmly at the three Half-saint, and a nostalgic look appeared on his face.
When the three Saints heard Fang Yun's transmission, their first reaction was to curse, but when they saw Fang Yun's expression, their hearts trembled. That was not an expression of bragging, nor was it an expression of pretending to be calm. Only someone who truly did not care about the Divine Ancestor would have such an expression!
What could make a Half-saint not care about the Divine Ancestor? Was it strength or insanity?
Before the three Saints had time to think, the twelve True Dragon Sacred Swords attacked.
Boom boom boom …
The Divine Sword and the Divine Treasure collided. There was nothing fancy about it. The moment they met, there was an unprecedented explosion of the Divine Path. It was comparable to the explosion of stars and the collapse of a realm. Endless divine light swept in all directions.
Hundreds of thousands of miles of seawater instantly evaporated, and a crater even larger than before was blasted open. Blinding divine light flashed between Fang Yun and the three Saints like an exploding sun.
The power of the Divine Dao explosion was too great, and Fang Yun had no choice but to release the Boat of Sand and retreat at the same time.
After several breaths of time, the divine light dissipated, and the space crack quickly healed.
All the defensive treasures of the three Half-saint warriors were shattered, and their auras were greatly weakened. They looked at Fang Yun deeply before they turned around and fled.
"This time, he shouldn't be able to attack us. After all, he is a new Half-saint. He needs to familiarize himself with the power of a Half-saint. If he chases after us, we can even kill him!" Niu Xunsheng's tone was full of confidence.
During the escape, Ao Zhou remained silent. Right now, he had no intention of resisting. Furthermore, the uneasiness in his heart was getting stronger and stronger. He had a feeling that this Fang Yun was related to the legendary figures of the dragon race. Furthermore, it was very likely that their relationship was not weaker than that of the Dragon Emperor.
Lang Gu Saint spurted out a mouthful of blood, he turned around and cursed, "Fang Yun, how dare you defeat the Saint Ancestor's Wolf Head, how dare you boast so shamelessly? Just wait for your punishment! Just you wait! "
Ao Zhou and Niu Xunsheng glanced at Lang Gu Saint and remained silent. A new Half-saint had forced the veteran Half-saint to run while cursing, not daring to fight back. This was the greatest humiliation of the Saint Position.
"Who told you to run?"
After Fang Yun finished speaking, the Divine Dao Crown appeared on his head, and the Divine Dao Codex appeared before him.
At this moment, Fang Yun was like the judge of all worlds, the judge of all beings. His power was immeasurable, and his might was immeasurable.
The three Saints were scared out of their wits.
"Aren't you a Confucian? Even if you helped the Legalists before, you couldn't have truly grasped the Legalist Divine Dao. How can you do it now? "Niu Xunsheng was flustered.
"Humans are too cunning!" Lang Gu Saint's voice was filled with frustration.
Ao Zhou remained silent.
The Legalists were not the strongest in the world, but they were definitely one of the most difficult to deal with.
In front of the Legalists, one could attack or defend, but one could never run!
Throughout history, there had been many Demonic Barbarians who had defeated the Legalists, but no Demonic Barbarians had ever been able to escape from the Legalists, including the Saints.
"What do we do?" Lang Gu Saint asked.
"What else can we do? Run as fast as we can. We can only pray that he's just ascended and hasn't grasped the legendary Imprisonment Art and Exile Art, "Niu Xunsheng said.
Lang Gu Saint sneered. "Even the true Half-saint of the Legalists would find it very difficult to grasp these two Saint Arts. He's just recently ascended and is only borrowing the power of the Legalists. What right does he have to use such powerful Saint Arts …"
Before Lang Gu Saint could finish, the three Saints heard a majestic and dignified voice behind them. It was like the decree of the heavens, but also like the voice of a Divine Lord.
"Imprisonment Art: Ten Thousand Layers of Heavenly Prison!" Fang Yun seemed to be making a judgment as he pointed at Lang Gu Saint. The Divine Dao Crown on his head shone brightly, and the Divine Dao Codex before him slowly flipped.
Lang Gu Saint wailed. It turned out that Fang Yun had not only grasped the Imprisonment Art, but also the extremely powerful Ten Thousand Layers of Heavenly Prison. Before he could curse, four translucent old men of the human race appeared in the sky.
When the three Saints saw the four old men of the human race clearly, they were so frightened that their faces turned pale.
Half-saint Li Kai, Shang Yang, Han Feizi, and Li Si of the Legalists stood in four different directions, each holding a brush and ink. With a stroke of their brush, a prison appeared.
The four half-saints of the Legalists waved their brushes continuously, and prisons fell from the sky one after another.
A cold and filthy prison was the first to descend, covering Lang Gusheng's head!
The prison's appearance was exactly the same as the county prison in Ji County.
The four Half-saint of the Legalists waved their brushes, densely packed prisons appeared. In the beginning, they were all in the image of Jingguo's prison, but in the end, they were all in various countries.
The prisons were each larger than the last, and they kept covering Lang Gu Saint. One after another, they formed ten thousand prisons, and the last ten levels were the Ten Nations Heavenly Prison.
These prisons formed a ten-thousand-level prison palace, tightly imprisoning Lang Gu Saint.
Ao Zhou and Niu Xunsheng were terrified. Fang Yun was too terrifying. Among the Half-saint, except for the Saint Lord who was about to advance to the Great Saint Realm, no one could escape from the Painted Ground Prison in a short time.
Fang Yun's voice sounded again.
"Great Exile Technique: Three Thousand Worlds Exile!" Fang Yun raised his hand again and pointed at Niu Xunsheng.
The four Half-saint phantoms did not disappear, and they pointed their index fingers at Niu Xunsheng together like Fang Yun.
"No …"
Niu Xunsheng yelled crazily. In the battle of the Two Worlds Mountain, the Half-saint of the Legalists of the Human Race had also used the Great Exile Technique, but at most, he could only escape to the Thousand Worlds Exile. How could Fang Yun escape to the Three Thousand Worlds Exile as soon as he appeared? How could they fight?
A set of huge shackles fell on Niu Xunsheng's body, and then countless chains pierced through Niu Xunsheng's skin. Finally, they tied him up tightly and lifted him up.
Niu Xunsheng, who was thousands of feet tall, was like a huge black ox. His legs and feet were tied, and he was hung upside down in the air.
"Fang Yun, you and I are irreconcilable, moo …" Niu Xunsheng let out a miserable cry, and then a huge black spatial crack appeared below him and swallowed him up.
Ao Zhou was scared out of his wits. Even the Dragon Emperor wasn't this terrifying when he became a Saint!
Ao Zhou was very clear about Fang Yun's foundation. He was good at fighting with words, and unparalleled in battle poetry. Apart from that, he didn't have much power. However, against three Saints, Fang Yun didn't even need to use his trump card. He only used the power of legalism to temporarily seal two Half-saint phantoms. How could they fight?
"Are you still going to run?" Fang Yun looked at Ao Zhou.
Fang Yun's voice was filled with a strange majesty. It was not only the majesty of a judge, but also the power of the Lord of the Ten Thousand Seas.
The entire Sin Sea suddenly formed a huge pressure that blocked Ao Zhou from all directions.
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