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Chapter 388

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The distance between the two places was too far. Even if he used the Ice Cavalry and the Ice River, it would not be enough. The speed of the Ice Cavalry was only comparable to that of the Flood Dragon Horse.

Everyone quickly gathered around to see what Fang Yun was writing.

Fang Yun's brush landed on the paper like a sword landing on a soldier's armor, giving off a crisp sound.

Under the power of the brush, two lines of the "Yi River Song" that everyone knew appeared on the paper.

"The wind is bleak, the water is cold, the hero leaves and never returns …"

The students did not understand, but the scholars and high scholars understood that Fang Yun was probably going to use a poem.

Usually, one would only use their own poems because the artistic conception was controlled by oneself. Whether it was the content or the poem, it could be connected well. But if it was someone else's poem, even a famous poem, it would be a hundred times more difficult.

This "Yi River Song" was the poem that the hero of the generation, Jing Ke, recited before he assassinated Emperor Qin. It could be said that everyone knew about it. To compose this battle poem, without experiencing the tragedy of death, it was impossible to compose it.

Almost everyone held their breaths and waited for the result.

When the "Yi River Song" was completed, Fang Yun did not stop and continued to write the second battle poem.

"Last night the treasured sword rang in the box,

The dirge of the Yi River was the most unfair;

The pitiful map was ruined, the dagger was revealed,

The Fish Intestine was given to Jing Qing again! "

Everyone's eyes lit up. This poem was too good. First, he wrote that the treasured sword rang in injustice for the owner of the "Yi River Song", then he remembered Jing Ke's failure to assassinate Emperor Qin. Finally, he gave the Fish Intestine sword to Jing Ke.

This was because Zhuan Zhu had used the Fish Intestine sword to assassinate King Wu. The poem gave the sword to Jing Ke, which was a perfect match.

While everyone was thinking, they saw Fang Yun's paper appear with the glow of the first book and the original work. The glow of the brush, ink and calligraphy also appeared together.

Then, the paper burned and two black fog assassins appeared in front of Fang Yun.

One of them was holding a painting scroll with half a dagger exposed. Although the dagger was not fully drawn, it had the power to cut off rivers and mountains and tear apart ten thousand countries.

One of them was holding a sparkling dagger that was emitting cold air. His aura was not weaker than the previous one.

In the heavy rain, the two smoke assassins stepped on the ground. Their two legs were like two wisps of smoke floating on the ground. Everyone could only see their afterimages.

However, after the two had run for two hundred zhang, their figures faded. Their speed also slowed down.

At this moment, the two smoke assassins were more than two hundred zhang.

The fleeing Liu Zizheng was very nervous at first, but when he saw the two Smoke Assassins slowing down, he laughed heartily.

"So! Wait until I make a comeback, I will exterminate your whole family! Haha … "

Liu Liu Zizheng's Liu Zhan Liu, Liu Zhan Zhu, Liu, Liu, Liu, and Li, Wind....

................................ This had already created a miracle for the human race.

However, the black fog holding the Fish Intestine Sword suddenly accelerated and slammed into Jing Ke's black fog. Then, it completely merged with it.

. The new smoke assassin's body swelled up. He bent his waist slightly and held the Yuchang Sword that flickered with a cold light. He stepped on the void and ran in midair. It quickly overtook the yao that were slower.

"There's hope!" A scholar couldn't help but become excited.

The yao that were slower saw the black figure flying in the air. They thought for a while before they understood and shouted loudly. They told Liu Zizheng to be careful.

Liu Zizheng suddenly turned his head. Seeing the smoke assassin step on the air, he jumped in fright and shouted, "Stop it! Stop this damn thing! Otherwise, I will kill you all! "

The yao and barbarians on the ground immediately jumped forward. However, the smoke assassin could not only run in a straight line in the air, its dodging ability was also very strong. None of the yao and barbarians could touch it.

"Idiot! Use yao arts! Use yao arts! "

Liu Zizheng finished and started to recite Liu Bang's [Wind Song] to stop the assassin.

This assassin was indeed very powerful, but the yao were not weak. Many yao generals used their qi and blood to activate their yao arts. There were dense qi and blood clouds, ear-piercing screams, strong winds, and heavy hail.

The yao arts of normal yao generals were not strong. They were far inferior to those of the Saint Clan or the Saint Clan, let alone Yao Commanders. However, when there were many of them, they were quite effective.

Fang Yun's smoke assassin was affected by the large area of effect yao arts and immediately slowed down.

Liu Zizheng heaved a sigh of relief and continued to recite, preparing to blow away the assassin in one go.

Just as Liu Zizheng was about to finish reciting the [Wind Song], the smoke assassin suddenly shrank and merged into the flashing Fish Intestine Sword.

Only the Fish Intestine Sword was left in the air.

The scholars were stunned.

The Fish Intestine Sword turned into a ray of silver light and let out a loud boom that broke the sound barrier. The rain within a few feet was split apart and the Fish Intestine Sword seemed to form a vacuum.

The yao barbarians and Liu Zizheng did not understand what was going on. The Fish Intestine Sword pierced through Liu Zizheng's back and came out of his chest.

Liu Zizheng was like a kite with a broken string. He was sent flying by the force of the Fish Intestine Sword. He looked down at himself in the air, his eyes filled with confusion. Finally, he fell heavily onto the muddy ground.

The rain fell into his eyes that could not close in peace.

There was no anger in his eyes before he died because he did not even think that he would die.

Fang Yun, on the other hand, let out a long sigh. He had three strands of qi that were nine inches long. However, two strands of qi had been used up and the third strand was only four inches long.

No High Scholar could use this battle poem. At the very least, one had to be a Grand Scholar to be able to use it.

"Congratulations, High Scholar Fang. You killed a rebellious High Scholar from two miles away. This battle will be famous throughout the world!"

"This battle poem to send Jing Ke off actually changed three times in a row. Separate, combine, merge. This is very unusual!"

"So the last part was the true intention of 'sending the Fish Intestine to Jing Ke'. Not only was it to give the Fish Intestine to Jing Ke, it was also to let the Fish Intestine send Jing Ke off on his last journey and complete his last wish of assassinating the enemy!"

"This poem seems to be close to a killing poem. It will not stop until one is dead! However, the amount of qi consumed will be incomparably terrifying. High Scholar Fang should have used up his qi by now, right? "

Fang Yun's body swayed slightly. He smiled and said, "Of course. I risked my life to use this battle poem. That thousand year old yao cannot leave Southern Ruo Forest. If Liu Zizheng is allowed to leave, there will be no end of trouble. "

"Good kill! However, the border is tight now. The border army can only send a few hundred soldiers. After a while, I will ask the imperial court to exterminate the yao in Southern Ruo Forest! Southern Ruo Forest is located between Jiang Zhou and Hang Zhou City. There are no demons in Southern Ruo Forest. It takes at most two days to travel from the academy to Hang Zhou City. However, there are only two ways to get to Hang Zhou City. One is to go around Southern Ruo Mountain and walk for five to six days. The other is to go through Ming Hai Pass. However, outside Ming Hai Pass are the barbarian tribes.

If you die, you will die. "A scholar complained softly," My family is in Hang Zhou City. Every time I visit my family, it takes me half a month to go back and forth. "

Principal Yan said, "Alright. Scholars, go and rest. Recite the classics of the saints to recover your qi. The rest of you, hurry up and clean up this place. Also, prepare sandbags and rocks to prevent the demons and barbarians from coming back. "

Everyone immediately busied themselves. Fang Yun bade farewell to Principal Yan and walked towards his own courtyard.

The heavy rain had turned into a light drizzle.

Fang Yun walked out of the courtyard and heard a woman talking.

"… Whoever can defeat the barbarians and let my deceased husband rest in peace, I will marry Yingying to him!"

Fang Yun immediately understood that this was the plot of the original novel.

"Mother …" Cui Yingying pleaded softly.

"Hmph! What, do you want to be an unfilial daughter? "

"I …"

"Then shut up!"

Fang Yun quickened his pace and saw more than twenty people standing in the courtyard. There were many young men who did not participate in the battle just now.

Fang Yun snorted softly and said, "Auntie, I have defeated the barbarians with the academy. The danger here has been resolved. "

"What? The cheers just now were to celebrate the retreat of the barbarians? "

"Of course."

"Let's go and take a look!" Mother Cui looked at Fang Yun cautiously. She grabbed Cui Yingying's wrist and walked out.

Cui Yingying looked at Fang Yun bitterly. She had no choice but to leave with her mother.

Fang Yun knew that his identity in this world was just a poor scholar. He was someone that Mother Cui guarded against. She was afraid that Cui Yingying would fall in love with him. Mother Cui would never let Cui Yingying get close to him.

Fang Yun did not care too much. He returned to his room and thought silently.

Since this was the Sixth Mountain of the Book Hill, it must be very difficult. A rebellious scholar was nothing to be afraid of. However, since Granny Tree Demon had appeared, it meant that he would have to cross paths with her.

Granny Tree Demon alone was not a problem. However, the Witch of the Black Mountain behind her was a big problem.

"But Bai Suzhen is here …"

Fang Yun became more and more suspicious. The old man of the Book Hill did not let Bai Suzhen appear just as a background. Could it be …

Fang Yun suddenly realized a problem.

"I wrote Cai He as Cai Fahai. Could it be that we will meet here? Could it be that we have to fight with Cai He? "

Fang Yun did not know whether to laugh or cry.

Soon after, Fang Yun's expression became serious because the difficulty of the Sixth Mountain was far beyond his imagination. That Cai He was terrifyingly strong in the book. Even though the White Lady used a treasure to summon reinforcements from the Dragon Palace and flooded the Golden Mountain Academy, Cai He still defeated them.

Now, Fang Yun finally understood why Half-saint said that High Scholars could not pass the Sixth Mountain.

Not to mention Granny Tree Demon and Cai Fahai, just Liu Zizheng alone was enough to stump all the other High Scholars. Even Yan Yukong would lose without a doubt, because his total amount of talent was not enough for him to complete such a large-scale battle.

However, Grand Scholars were different. With a battle of words, other than the Demon General Tortoise, the other demons and barbarians were unable to withstand a single blow. They easily passed this stage.

The Sixth Mountain was originally prepared for Grand Scholars!

Fang Yun was not discouraged. Instead, he closed his eyes and began to recite the Sacred Scriptures in a low voice.

Fang Yun's voice was very soft, but it was full of power. The invisible power entered the Literature Palace and restored his talent at a faster speed.

Fang Yun had Wen Xin, the Wen Palace Stars were extremely strong, and with the Wen Qu Starlight …

Suddenly, Fang Yun stopped reciting the Analects of Confucius. He used his divine sense to enter the Literature Palace and found that the Starlight of Literature was also real!

The Literature Star was the lord of all stars and the leader of all stars. No matter how powerful the Book Hill was, it could not summon the Starlight of Literature.

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