Most of the Daemon Marquises in the hunting ground had been captured and brought here many years ago. In their eyes, Fang Yun was just a newly risen human. No matter what the Lord of Pestilence's men said, they were still skeptical. … …
No one would care about a newly promoted Grand Scholar who remained motionless when 300 Grand Scholars were in danger.
Therefore, after Fang Yun killed a few Demon Marquises, no Demon Marquises realized how terrifying Fang Yun was.
It was only after Fang Yun killed more than 30 Demon Marquises and killed half of them that the Demon Marquises had a clear understanding of the name "Fang Yun".
A terrifying battle of words, a terrifying poem, a terrifying zither, and … …
No. The remaining Demon Marquises had lost the ability to surround and kill the 300 Grand Scholars. After Fang Yun woke up, all the Grand Scholars launched a coordinated counterattack.
Before the remaining Demon Marquises could escape, they were intercepted by other experienced Grand Scholars and killed one after another.
At the same time, a strange aura erupted from the mountainside of the Demon Mountain.
The aura was like that of an ancient beast that had awakened from the primordial era. It seemed to have awakened the deepest fear in the human race's bloodline, forming an overwhelming pressure that seemed to have become the master of the world.
No one dared to disobey its command.
More than half of the Grand Scholars lost their will to fight. Only the strong-willed middle-aged Grand Scholars and a few young ones gritted their teeth and continued to attack the fleeing Demon Marquises.
Unlike the ordinary Grand Scholars who had been crushed by Half-saint's will, they only had one thought.
Even if they died, they would kill another Barbarian to accompany them in death!
The Demon Saint was in front, so they could still swing their swords!
The human race was behind, so they had no fear of death!
While the other Grand Scholars attacked the surviving Demon Marquises, Fang Yun used the True Dragon Sword to attack the Demon Marquises that had escaped the furthest while giving orders as the owner of the airship.
“！”
The huge airship glowing with a faint golden glow rose rapidly and then used its remaining strength to break through the mountainside where the Plague Fog was the thickest.
The speed of the airship was too fast, and before some of the demons and barbarians could react in midair, they were smashed into meat paste by this gigantic object.
Not only were the Barbarians and Demons shocked, but all the Grand Scholars were also cursing in their hearts as they looked at Fang Yun.
Just now, he had been beaten up like a grandson by the barbarians. They had thought that they would be able to rest for a while, but the clone of the Lord of Pestilence had clearly recovered a lot of power. Fang Yun had still steered the airship forward. Was this something a human would do?
Even the middle-aged Jinshi, who knew that they were going to die, felt a little dazed. They thought that they were no match for Fang Yun and Fang Xusheng when it came to being unafraid of death!
"Forget it. If I die, so be it …"
All of the Grand Scholars fell into a state of decadence. They did not expect to win at all. At the very least, it would be enough if they could die with a bang.
"Crash into the Plague Lord. It's better than being surrounded and chopped into minced meat by ordinary demons and barbarians! "Zong Wude muttered in a low voice.
"Is Fang Xusheng's medical book a success?"
"Didn't someone say that Fang Xusheng failed to write a medical book?"
"Did Fang Xusheng admit it? Who heard that? "
"I don't know …"
"Who heard that? Come out and say something!"
Silence reigned on the boat.
"Fang Yun, can you say something? Even if you are Xusheng, you can't look down on us like this! "Zong Wude said.
"Yes." Fang Yun was ambiguous because he was thinking of a way to deal with the Plague Lord.
"You won't even let us die a quick death!" Zong Wude complained helplessly.
The fog on the mountain suddenly thickened. However, the airship was written by Half-saint himself. In terms of Holy Path power, it was stronger than the Plague Lord's clone. No matter how strong the Plague Fog was. It was firmly blocked by the airship.
However, this airship had been used many times. Its power was limited. If it was surrounded by the Plague Fog … It wouldn't last long.
"What's next?" Zong Wude couldn't help but ask.
Many people thought of an old joke, but they couldn't laugh at the moment.
Someone said that he wanted to tell a story. If he said, "A long time ago, there was a eunuch …"
That person stopped talking. If someone asked, "What's next?"
"Of course the eunuch didn't have a next."
Many people felt a strong sense of helplessness. The 300 Scholars were riding the airship now. They were like eunuchs. Their purpose was good. Blood was hot. Their ambition was right. But what about next?
There were no Grand Scholars who could disperse the terrifying plague fog. Rather than saying that they were going all out, it would be more accurate to say that they were going to seek a heroic death.
They wanted their descendants to know that they didn't die from the plague, but from fighting the Plague Lord.
The airship crashed heavily into a cave in front of it, raising a large cloud of dust. All the Scholars swayed. Some fell to the ground. Those who were originally injured cried out in pain.
At the same time, a thunderous voice came from the cave.
"Although Bensei's clone hasn't reached its peak, the power of the plague has recovered to the level where it can kill all of you! Even if a great scholar of the School of Medicine is here, Bensei can kill him with the power of the plague! Fang Xusheng, die! "
An earth-shattering pressure came from within the cave. Everyone felt as if a primordial beast was about to jump out from within.
The plague fog clearly didn't enter the airship, but everyone suddenly felt uncomfortable.
Everyone's illness suddenly became several dozen times worse.
These Scholars' bodies wouldn't be affected by this small illness, but the illness suddenly became several dozen times worse, creating many complications. Most of the Scholars couldn't take it.
The Scholars fell down one after the other. In just a few breaths of time, other than Fang Yun and the Scholars who studied medicine, everyone else fell to the ground.
"I can't hold on ….." A Scholar who studied medicine tightly gritted his teeth. He reached out his hands and held a medical book. The light of the medical book became dimmer and dimmer. Even if he used his lifespan, it would be hard for him to hold on.
"I can't hold on for long either! The plague of the Sacred Seat really is strong. This isn't his power, just his aura is this terrifying. I still underestimated the plague of the Sacred Seat! "Zhang Zilong's forehead was covered in sweat.
However, Fang Yun clearly didn't have a medical book in front of him, but he stood there without changing at all.
No matter how strong the aura of the Plague Lord's clone was, it couldn't compare to Di Luo's body that had been strengthened by the emperor race power.
Fang Yun turned to look at the other Scholars and found that most of them could still hold on for a while, but the Scholars who were injured in the battle had their wounds festering at a visible rate. It would be hard to heal them in three-four breaths of time and they would die if they stayed any longer.
"Ai … …"
Fang Yun had originally wanted to lure the snake out of its hole and wait for the Lord of Pestilence to completely rush out before using the Treatise on Pestilence. However, he would not feel at ease if these fifty or so Jinshi died in battle. After all, these fifty or so people were dying to protect him.
Fang Yun looked at the dark green plague fog that covered the cave entrance. He released the medical book as he slowly said, "Human life is important, more valuable than a thousand pieces of gold. Where the art of medicine is, the plague will retreat! "
While Fang Yun was speaking, the medical book « Plague Theory » flew out of his literature palace for the first time and appeared in front of his chest.
A strange aura that wasn't weaker than the Plague Lord's quickly spread through the entire ancient desolate city.
All the plague and poison powers that didn't contain the power of the Sacred Seat were instantly wiped out by this strange aura!
All the diseases and wounds of the humans, as long as they weren't serious injuries or illnesses, were instantly healed!
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