"… That's an illusion! It's the art of war! " Ying Huo's eyes flashed with blood-red light. Then, it saw that it wasn't three people at all, but a war eagle.
The "three people" were drowned in the flood of yao arts and exploded into countless pieces. However, there was no flesh and blood, only the flowing light after the war painting exploded. The power of the [Thirty-Six Stratagems: Cross the Sea by Deception] dissipated with it.
The crack continued to expand, forming a huge rift valley. The three people rose from different parts of the rift valley on dragon aura clouds.
Kong Detian and Yun Nongzhang were closer to the illusion from before, one on the left and one on the right. Fang Yun stood on the other side of Kong Detian, more than two hundred feet away.
Kong Detian and Yun Nongzhang each held a Hanlin literature treasure, activating two Hanlin war poems.
The poem "Dragon Mountain Assembly" turned into a water dragon, baring its fangs and claws as it pounced on Ying Huo. The poem "Broken Sea Whale" followed closely behind, turning into a huge whale demon.
Before the two Hanlin Battle Poems arrived, Kong Detian's and Yun Nongzhang's ancient swords were like two cold lights dancing around Eagle Beak. They didn't get close to its beak, but left one wound after another on its body.
Then, the water dragon and the giant whale arrived one after another.
"Save me …" Ying Huo screamed, mobilizing all of its blood energy to protect its broken body.
However, the two sides were too close. The power of the two Hanlin literature treasures knocked it unconscious. Then, Kong Detian's ancient swords chopped off its head.
Its Ascending Dragon Stone suddenly exploded, turning into a ray of light that entered the dragon aura cloud under Kong Detian's feet, causing it to expand.
At the same time, some golden light flew out of Ying Huo's corpse. It was the dragon aura it obtained after killing the dragon demon marshal. It flew into Kong Detian's literature palace together.
"Kill them! Lang Cong, you and I kill Kong Detian! Ape Gang, go stop Yun Nongzhang, don't risk your life! Shu Yue, I'll leave Fang Yun to you! "Xiang Po suddenly said a string of secret demonic language. Even Fang Yun couldn't understand it.
Among the four living Holy Sons of the Barbarian Demon Race, Shu Yue was the most astute. He realized that this was a tactic of the Human Race to divide their forces. However, the other three Holy Sons were controlled by their killing intent due to their surging Qi and blood, so they did not realize it.
Shu Yue was about to remind him when he saw Fang Yun standing there alone. His face immediately lit up.
If he killed Fang Yun, he would be rewarded greatly by the Saints!
Shu Yue was not blinded by killing intent, but he was overwhelmed by greed. Blood Qi erupted from his body, transforming into a solid blood armor. Then, like a red arrow of light, he shot towards Fang Yun.
The red light in Shu Yue's eyes flickered, and a Greater Rat Ancestor Spirit appeared behind it. It then merged into its body, causing its body to expand rapidly like a huge water buffalo.
If a Grand Scholar controlled the [Battle of the Tongue], he would not be able to use battle poems. If he wrote battle poems, the power of the [Battle of the Tongue] would be greatly reduced. However, the power of the blood essence of the monster race, the blood essence armor, and the power of the ancestral spirits could be perfectly combined!
This was the reason why an ordinary Demon Commander was stronger than an ordinary Grand Scholar.
A faint aura of ferocity was emitted from Shu Yue's body. If this aura condensed into a solid form, it would become a Demon Aura. It was a power that originated from blood essence, but was more destructive than blood essence. Originally, only Demon Marquis could form it.
The monster race was different from the human race. No matter how talented the human race was, they would not be bestowed by the Imperial Academy during the Grand Scholar stage. However, the Holy Sons of the Barbarian Demon Race had the blood of their parents, so they could often obtain a portion of the power of a higher Demon Rank.
At this moment, although the power on Shu Yue's body could not even be considered as a Demon Aura and could only be considered a Demon Aura, it increased the defense of his blood armor by fifty percent!
While running, Shu Yue excitedly opened his mouth. The teeth of the Rat Race were exceptionally powerful. With the help of their ancestral spirits and blood essence, they could even bite off the scales of a True Dragon of the same level!
No monster race dared to let Shu Yue's teeth near their throat.
"Fang Yun, you will die in my hands!" Shu Yue roared.
When Shu Yue had run a certain distance, Fang Yun suddenly picked up his brush and began to write a poem.
When Fang Yun raised the brush, a butterfly as white as jade flew out from his bosom. It opened its mouth and spat out a thin stream. When the stream landed on the ground, it quickly turned into a three-meter-wide river that flowed forward.
The Mist Butterfly gently flapped its wings, and an invisible wind blew, rolling up the river water and surging forward.
Shu Yue was shocked and wanted to scold himself for being an idiot. It was all because Fang Yun had never used the Mist Butterfly's power that he had completely forgotten about this matter.
However, Shu Yue did not give up. He believed that as a Holy Son of the Demon Race, he had the power of blood essence, blood armor, ancestral spirits, and a trace of Demon Aura. This was enough to break through the strange winds and weak waters and kill Fang Yun.
The Mist Butterfly was only a child. It could only control a small amount of weak waters and strange winds, and its power was also weak. It could not transform the strange winds and weak waters into many different forms. Most of the time, it was only a tool to store weak waters and strange winds.
The poem Fang Yun had written was none other than the 《Wind and Rain Dream Battle》.
"Lying in a lonely village, I do not mourn for myself, I still think of guarding the country. Lying in bed at night, listening to the wind and rain, I dream of iron horses and ice rivers! "
Original Treasure Light, Inheritance Treasure Light, Calligraphy Second Realm Treasure Light, Four Treasures of the Study … as well as the Poetry Soul Treasure Light!
The 《Wind and Rain Dream Battle》 had successfully entered the Battle Poem Second Realm and obtained the Poetry Soul Treasure Light.
The weak waters and strange winds in the sky suddenly became as bright as crystals under the sun. Soon after, the power of the battle poem rushed into the weak waters and strange winds.
Weak water knights made of ice and weak water appeared one after another. There were a total of four hundred of them.
Behind the weak water knights, more than a hundred knights that Fang Yun had never seen before appeared at the same time. These knights' bodies were also made of ice, but they did not hold ice spears in their hands. Instead, they held ice bows. Moreover, there were three long arrows made of white air in their quivers.
Strange Wind Knights.
When the two types of knights appeared, Shu Yue's eyes flashed with a trace of hesitation. However, the temptation of killing Fang Yun was too great. Moreover, the rat race had a powerful escape ability, so it chose to continue charging forward.
The ground was covered with a thick layer of ice. Ordinary warlords would slip and fall, but Shu Yue was actually walking as if it was flat ground. It was just that its speed was slightly reduced.
The sound of hooves hitting the ice echoed. The weak water knights were at the front and the strange wind knights were at the back. They charged forward.
Shu Yue scolded in contempt, "Scram!" As it spoke, it spat out blood qi energy. Then, the blood qi energy landed on its blood armor, forming dark green moss. Its entire body changed color. This moss not only had a powerful defensive ability, but it also contained the poison of the plague.
Shu Yue did not think that a battle poem could hurt it, even if it used the Poetry Soul Treasure and contained the power of weak water and strange wind.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh …
More than a hundred strange wind arrows flew toward Shu Yue. Then, ice spears flew out from the weak water knights at the front. The weak water knights at the front were ready to stab Shu Yue.
Ice flashed, and killing intent soared.
Shu Yue quickly dodged. In the end, only thirty strange wind arrows and seven weak water ice spears hit it.
Puff puff puff …
Every arrow and spear pierced through the demonic art moss and blood armor, stabbing into its skin.
These arrows and spears were already spent and could not even pierce through its skin. However, this was not a normal battle poem. This was a battle poem that consumed talent and courage at the same time.
Spears and arrows pierced the body, wind and rain entered the dream.
A trace of courage power exploded in Shu Yue's body, and it was the power of the second level of courage!
"Puff … …"
Shu Yue spat out a large amount of blood. His body lost balance and he slid forward on the ice.
The weak water knight at the front raised its spear and stabbed.
Puff puff puff … …
Bloody holes appeared on Shu Yue's body.
Ten breaths later, the Ascending Dragon Stone on Shu Yue's body turned into a golden light and flew into the dragon energy cloud under Fang Yun's feet.
Then, the dragon energy in its body entered Fang Yun's literature palace.
At this time, the other yao and barbarian had not fought with the two. r1152
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