Fang Yun was thinking about how to deal with it. He saw Zhang Huzhu take out two more war paintings. The war paintings turned into a dragon demon marquis and a turtle demon marquis, guarding him. +
The dragon race was not only fast and could prevent sneak attacks. Like the turtle demon marquis, they could also use demonic arts to protect Zhang Huzhu. As for the turtle demon marquis' defensive ability, it was one of the best among the demon race.
Only now did Fang Yun clearly realize how terrifying a painter of the third realm was.
No one could have a barbarian private army protecting them, but a person of the third realm of painting could do it. And these war paintings were connected to the painter's mind. They were more than twice as powerful as when others used them.
The only flaw of the war paintings was that they were consumables. They were time-consuming and energy-consuming. Zhang Huzhu could easily draw a demon commander, but to draw a demon marquis war painting, it would take at least five to ten days.
No matter how many demons and barbarians there were on the ground, Fang Yun was confident that he could stop them with his war poem alone. However, the three Han Lin warriors who were stepping on the clouds and the dark cloud-like eagle demons were attacking together. It was extremely difficult to defend the mountain stronghold.
Fang Yun quickly wrote the sword summoning poem and the blade concealing poem, making the final preparations. He was also thinking about countermeasures.
Soon, he saw the five hundred eagle demons in front and the three Hanlin masters behind them. They were approaching from the sky.
The Strange Wind Riders immediately shot arrows upwards. But the arrows became weaker and weaker as they flew. The five hundred eagle demons used their demonic arts together and easily blew the arrows away.
Because the Strange Wind Riders turned to attack the eagle demons in the air, the pressure on the barbarians facing the Weak Water Riders decreased. More and more Weak Water Riders died. The demon race at the foot of the mountain was getting closer and closer to the village.
The Jingguo people on the viewing platform all had serious expressions.
Zhang Poyue sighed softly and said, "Ah, as expected of an old Grand Scholar of the third realm of painting. Even now, before Zhang Huzhu's talent is exhausted, I may not be able to resist such an attack. If you are not a Grand Scholar and do not have a Grand Scholar, it will be difficult to win. "
"Although Zhang Huzhu is a Grand Scholar, but in a short time, his strength is no less than the Hanlin masters. Or even higher. It can only be said that this is a battle of literature, a battle of gentlemen. Fang Yun gave Zhang Huzhu enough time. If it was a real battle to the death, Fang Yun would never give Zhang Huzhu so much time. "
Zhang Poyue said, "Not necessarily. Zhang Huzhu's defensive Battle Poem was extremely strong. Before Fang Yun could reach him and destroy his defensive power, he had summoned at least a dozen Demon Marquises, which was enough to stop Fang Yun. Then, he used his Battle Paintings one by one. The difficult part was that all the war paintings of the painters had been carefully deduced. After experiencing the test of actual combat, it was a complete set of war paintings, not a single existence. It can be said that a third realm painter is an army! "
"Yes. Ordinary painters only needed to draw one or two types of demons and barbarians to help in battle. However, painters like Zhang Huzhu were already commanders. It was said that Mr. Zhang Huzhu also had a book on the art of war, although it was only on the art of Swift Thunder and Swift Wind. Together with the War Painting Demon Clan, they can come and go like the wind. "
"Look at those demon races. The ones at the front are all thick-skinned, while the ones at the back are like Porcupine Demon Commanders, capable of long-range attacks. They are completely in accordance with the most elite formation of the demon race. Although Fang Yun's Frost Knight is strong, it is only a Battle Poem. It can't be compared to the battle formations of the demon race. "
"The Eagle Demons in the sky are a big problem. If Fang Xusheng had the third realm Gale Song, it would be fine. As long as there are two Wind Giants, those Eagle Demons won't be able to get close. However, Fang Xusheng doesn't seem to have a relevant Battle Poem before. "
Zhang Zhixing, who had entered the Dragon Platform with Fang Yun, said, "That day, when Fang Xusheng fought the Fierce Lord and the Demon Barbarians, I saw a powerful force. It was similar to the Gale Song, but it had a much wider range. Look, he is writing a Battle Poem. "
Zhang Poyue couldn't help but recite, "Don't you see? Horses gallop along the snowy seaside, the sand is boundless and yellow in the sky. The wind howls on the Wheel Platform in September, a river of crushed stones as big as a bucket, flying with the wind. The Barbarian Race's grass is yellow and their horses are fat. Smoke and dust are flying in the mountains of gold. A great general of the human race is born in the west … "
This poem vividly described the scene of the great general of the human race conquering the Barbarian Race in the west. It was a period of time in September when the wind howled. The crushed stones on the ground were as big as a bucket, four to five times the size of a human head. However, such huge stones were blown around by the wind.
This poem, "The Great General's Westward Expedition", was used by Fang Yun to accompany the Battle Song, "The General's Order". It was a rare combination of music and poetry. At that time, Fang Yun was only able to recite a poem, so his power was limited. Now that this poem was strengthened by the Battle Poem of Heaven, it was only a little bit away from reaching the second realm. With the enhancement of Mo Nu and Mo Yan, it was full of power.
When the poem was finished, the sky darkened. The entire mountain stronghold seemed to have sunk into the evening. Then, pitch-black gales blew across the sky.
Not only that, a great general rode on a war horse and floated in mid-air. That war horse could ride the wind.
That great general's power was not as strong as the Demon Marquis, but standing in the sky was a powerful deterrent.
Some of the power of this battle poem was shared by the great general in the wind. Furthermore, the range of the black wind was too large, sacrificing its power. However, no matter how limited its power was, it was still a Jinshi battle poem. After all, it was strengthened by Mo Nu, the Ink Turtle, and the power of the stars. Its lethality was not inferior to the High Scholar battle poem, "Song of Gale".
It could even be said that the Eagle Demons in the sky were surrounded by the power of countless "Song of Gale".
The Eagle Demon Marshal's body was strong. This level of black wind would take at least seven to eight minutes to hurt them. However, the purpose of this black wind was not to kill, but to prevent them from flying.
Even the Eagle Demon Marquis could not fly in such a strong wind. Some of them retreated, while others fluttered and descended. They had completely lost the ability to fight in the air.
Once the Eagle Demons descended, the arrows of the Strange Wind Cavalry became especially powerful. Gradually, the Eagle Demons suffered casualties.
However, after the three War Painter recited the War Poem of Defense, they continued to fly in mid-air with Smooth Steps. Their flying speed was only reduced by 10%.
Fang Yun opened his mouth and two rays of golden light flew out. They grew bigger and bigger, breaking through the air with the sound of wind and thunder. Finally, they turned into two True Dragon Swords that were two feet long. The surface of the swords was surrounded by the outline of a golden dragon. Below the swords, there was an ink sword.
The power of each ink sword was not inferior to that of an ordinary peak Jinshi's Sword of Words!
The True Dragon Sword flew towards Li Wenying, while the replica attacked another War Painter. Following which, Fang Yun used the Heart of Mind's "Multitasking" and used the battle poem to attack the third War Painter.
The three War Painter immediately used their Sword of Words, especially the two War Painters who were attacked by the True Dragon Swords. They instinctively used their Sword of Words to counter the attack.
"Don't fight the True Dragon Sword head-on!" Zhang Huzhu could not help but shout. He was very clear about the power of the True Dragon Sword. Not to mention the War Painters, even among the War Painters, there were no more than twenty or thirty people who could fight the True Dragon Sword head-on.
War Painter Li Wenying immediately changed his attack method. He changed from a head-on attack to a roundabout attack. However, the War Painter beside him was far inferior. He could not control it in time and could only watch as the True Dragon Sword of Six Cries hit his Talent Qi Sword.
"Bang …"
The Talent Qi Sword was directly smashed into powder by the True Dragon Sword.
At this moment, the dragon shadow on the True Dragon Sword was especially ferocious!
This was the Sword of Words infused with the True Dragon Bone!
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