Chapter 807
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"Boom!"
The long spear hit the tower of the Jade Gate Pass hard and created a violent explosion. Sparks flew everywhere and the entire Jade Gate Pass shook violently. Tiny cracks appeared on the wall. ←
Qu Hange smiled calmly and said, "I have to say that this Liangzhou Ci is the most powerful defensive battle poem for a Grand Scholar since ancient times. The Old Man is impressed."
"Likewise. There are three hundred and sixty thousand soldiers here and you only used thirty thousand to crack my defensive battle poem. Such power has already surpassed the level of a Grand Scholar!"
Fang Yun dipped the brush in ink but did not write immediately. Instead, he released his talent Qi to attract the Qi of Heaven and Earth. Only in this way could the next battle poem be completed quickly.
Fang Yun opened his mouth and two True Dragon Ancient Swords flew out. The battle of words did not require the Qi of Heaven and Earth.
The True Dragon Ancient Swords slashed towards the crossbow team and the cavalry team respectively.
"I knew you would do this! Block! "
Just as Qu Hange finished his words, sixty teams suddenly disappeared and appeared around the two True Dragon Ancient Swords. Sixty thousand people joined together and formed a white pillar of light, trapping the two True Dragon Ancient Swords.
However, Fang Yun's True Dragon Ancient Swords were too powerful and Fang Yun's sword-controlling skills were also very good. The two swords suddenly took turns to attack one part of the pillar of light and cracks appeared in the blink of an eye.
Qu Hange was slightly surprised. He did not expect Fang Yun's True Dragon Ancient Swords to be so powerful. He was about to use the "Break" technique which required a lot of talent Qi. A flash of unwillingness flashed in his eyes and he said, "Combine!"
Sixty thousand soldiers appeared and joined together with the previous sixty thousand people to surround the True Dragon Ancient Swords.
The white pillar of light surrounding the True Dragon Ancient Swords became brighter and suppressed the speed of the True Dragon Ancient Swords from six chimes to four.
Fang Yun continued to control the sword and the True Dragon Ancient Swords kept attacking the weak points of the pillar of light.
"No wonder it is an ancient sword with talent Qi supported by the blood of the Ancestral Dragon." Qu Hange sighed softly. The True Dragon Ancient Swords were too powerful and these chess pieces could not stop them at all.
"Break!"
Another 60,000 soldiers appeared, combining with the 160,000 soldiers from before, forming an army of 180,000. They stood between Fang Yun and the True Dragon Sword.
Suddenly, an invisible force appeared. The connection between Fang Yun and the True Dragon Sword was completely severed.
The two True Dragon Ancient Swords stopped in midair. No matter how Fang Yun used the power of Literary Courage, they remained motionless.
Viciousness appeared in Qu Hange's eyes. He said harshly, "Today, I will destroy your Zhenlong Ancient Sword. I will make you remember my name, Qu Hange. I will make your Fang family and Jing people remember the power of Qing!"
On the viewing platform, the scholars of various countries had been discussing in low voices while watching the literary battle. Seeing this, they all shut their mouths in shock.
Qu Hange had already cut off the connection between Fang Yun and the True Dragon Sword. He would soon win, so there was no need to destroy the True Dragon Sword.
Once Qu Hange destroyed the True Dragon Sword. Then, Fang Yun's Literary Courage would be damaged. It would take him at least a decade to repair the True Dragon Sword. In the worst case scenario, he would lose his Literary Courage and lose his Literary Courage.
Fang Yun had fought nine people and only injured one of them. He had not intentionally used the True Dragon Sword to destroy the other party's True Dragon Sword.
The Jingguo people were already worried about Fang Yun. They didn't expect Qu Hange to be so despicable. They couldn't hold it in anymore. They started to curse.
"Qu Hange, you old bastard! I should have cut you into pieces!" Zhang Poyue was so angry that his beard trembled.
"If you had defeated Fang Yun, I would have respected your strength. But you clearly had the upper hand. You didn't need to destroy the sword to win. You destroyed Xusheng's sword. You are making the Jingguo an enemy. You are making the entire human race an enemy! Bastard! "He Ludong gritted his teeth.
"If you destroy the sword, I, a scholar from Jingguo, will take revenge a hundred times over!" Chen Jing shouted. At this moment, he couldn't control himself even though he was a disciple of an aristocratic family.
"Qu Hange. I will f * ck you! "
Ao Huang finally lost his temper. He didn't say anything because he had an agreement with Fang Yun. He was afraid that Fang Yun would despise him if he made a mistake. But now, he couldn't hold it in anymore. The True Dragon Sword was named by him personally.
However, Qu Hange was in the Literary Battlefield and couldn't hear the curses of the Jingguo people.
Many people in Gyeongo were disgusted by the Jingguo people's curses, but no one talked back. Although they wanted Gyeongo to win, they didn't want Xusheng to be destroyed by the Literary Battle.
When there was no Literary Battle, the ordinary Xiucai and Juren of the Human Clan were at a complete disadvantage when facing the Demon Soldiers and Demon Generals. Although the top talents of the Human Clan were strong, they would definitely be defeated by the top talents of the Demon Clan.
However, with a battle of words, an ordinary Jinshi of the human race would be able to fight against an ordinary Daemon Commander, instead of being completely helpless. Especially the talents of the Human Clan, they could fight against the top talents of the Demon and Barbarian Tribes with the Literary Battle.
The Literary Battle was a power that could grow. It was one of the main means of attack even when one reached the Holy Position.
Destroying the True Dragon Sword was equivalent to destroying half of Fang Yun's strength.
Emperor Qing suddenly shouted, "Qu Hange, how can you do this? Give up! "
The Jingguo people were stunned and couldn't help but curse in their hearts. Emperor Qing was too disgusting. He was obviously very happy and knew that Qu Hange couldn't hear him. But he pretended to be calm in order to avoid being criticized by the public. It was disgusting.
"Emperor Qing!" Ao Huang's eyes were red and he glared at Emperor Qing.
Emperor Qing's expression did not change and he pretended to be puzzled. "What orders do you have for me, Prince Huang?"
"I'm going to f * ck you too!" Ao Huang cursed again.
Emperor Qing's face immediately turned purple.
He was the emperor of a nation and there were only ten nations in the entire human race. In terms of reputation and status, the emperor of the Ten Nations was second only to the living Xusheng. Even the dead Xusheng's status could not compare to the current emperor of the Ten Nations.
The royal families of the Ten Nations were the top wealthy families and the wealth of the royal families of each nation was greater than that of the declining Half-saint families.
In front of the people of the Ten Nations, the emperor of Gyeongo was insulted. If Ao Huang was a scholar, he would have been taken away by the Hall of Rites.
Many scholars who disliked Gyeongo had mocking expressions on their faces. This matter would probably not be recorded in the official history books and even if it was, it would only be mentioned briefly. However, it would definitely be recorded in the unofficial history books and it would be enough to make this a laughing stock for a long time.
It was really interesting that the emperor of a nation was being scolded and yet, he couldn't retort.
"What a disgrace!" Zong Wuyuan reprimanded Ao Huang.
Ao Huang humphed coldly and rolled his eyes at Zong Wuyuan, as if he was happy to do so. He then sat cross-legged on the seat and continued to look at the literary battlefield.
The fog butterflies continuously flew around on Fang Yun's shoulder and flapped their wings vigorously, seemingly full of anger.
Mo Nu hit the inkstone hard with her small fist and gritted her teeth in resentment.
Even the inkstone turtle that had been trying to escape looked at Qu Hange in displeasure.
Fang Yun held the brush in his right hand and gripped it tightly with his left hand. He squinted slightly and looked at Qu Hange with a gaze that was colder than the winter wind of the Ten Cold Ancient Land.
Fang Yun gritted his teeth and slowly said, "Jinshi Qu, are you serious?"
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