Fang Yun was still slowly advancing on the grass, and so far he had not used the slightest strength to protect himself, and he used the Wen Palace to face Long Wei. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Li Guang behind Fang Yun was one zhang high, and his body was flashing with silver light, as if the stars were cast, and he saw that he shot an arrow with all his strength, and the giant arrow pierced the sky like a meteor, and went straight to Zhan Shi Weiqing.

Zhan Shi Wei Qing galloped on his horse, and suddenly waved his long sword, and the sword light condensed into a round of Zhang Xu Crescent, and flew out with a whoosh, colliding with Li Guang's arrow.

The crescent moon and meteors exploded in mid-air, setting off waves of qi and tearing apart all the war poetry soldiers within five zhang.

Then, the war poem Li Guang suddenly began to shoot arrows into the sky, arrow after arrow, one after another, some of those arrows were fast and some were slow, and they seemed to fly aimlessly in mid-air.

On the way to gallop, the light on the sword in his hand became stronger and stronger, and finally it was like being surrounded by a silkworm cocoon.

After three breaths, the two famous generals of war poetry approached, Wei Qing suddenly raised his long sword, and saw that among the war poetry generals summoned by Lei Chongmo, three thousand people turned into streamers and poured into Wei Qing's sword.

Wei Qing threw out the long sword violently, and the long sword instantly became larger, turning into a hundred-zhang giant sword and slashing at Li Guang in the air.

When Wei Qing swung his sword, Li Guang pulled the last arrow, kept accumulating strength, and when the giant sword fell, Li Guang shot.

Whoosh whoosh ......

The arrows that were shot into the sky by Li Guang before seemed to be alive, and they all turned around and flew towards Wei Qing with Li Guang's last arrow.

Li Guang's arrow brushed shoulders with Wei Qing's sword.

Hearing a loud bang, the war poem Li Guang was split in two by Wei Qing's giant sword, and the tip of the sword was slanted into the ground, moving lightly.

Almost at the same time, Li Guang's thirty-four long arrows pierced Zhan Shi Wei Qing, and Zhan Shi Wei Qing flew out upside down, and his body turned into a point of light and dissipated.

The two famous generals died together, but Fang Yun's cavalry defeated the thunderous warriors.

Lei Chongmo looked at the war poems Wei Qing and Li Guang who had turned into light, and sighed lightly, both of them were former famous generals, Wei Qing was rejected by many scholars because he was a relative, and even Sima Qian used the power of Shi Dao to cut Wei Qing.

In order to prove himself, Wei Qing continued to lead the army to fight, won many battles, was promoted to a military hero, became the world's first Confucian, and then was canonized, risked into the Burial Sacred Valley, but finally came the news of his death, and the whole country mourned.

Li Guang is not as good as Wei Qing, famous for defending the city, his last battle was in the deserted city and ancient land, encountered the design of the barbarian saint, surrounded by a large number of demons, he could have escaped alone, but in the end he chose to advance and retreat with his comrades, and killed twenty-seven demon kings before he died.

After Li Guangzhan died, he stood on the city wall, still maintaining the posture of talking about the army on a pen and paper, so that the demons did not dare to move forward and walked around one after another. Several Great Khans of the Demon Clan respected Li Guang, and after collecting the corpse, they returned it to the human race.

Lei Chongmo said slowly: "The old man asked Fang Xusheng for advice!"

After speaking, a full ten scrolls of pictures flew out of Lei Chongmo's drinking river shell, and then, the scrolls slowly rolled down, and ten middle-aged people appeared.

In turn, Yan Hui, Ziqian, Bo Niu, Zhong Gong, Ziyou, Zigong, Zilu, Zime, Ziyou and Zixia are a total of ten people, ten of whom are called the ten philosophers of Confucius, and are the ten disciples of Confucius who admired the most.

The holy painting is not out, the ten philosophical war paintings are one of the strongest war paintings of the human race, originally only the great Confucians who painted the three realms of the Tao can be drawn, and now there is an inscription of Lei Chongmo under each painting, which means that Lei Chongmo is only a scholar, but also has the strong strength to draw the ten philosophical war paintings.

Shi Zhe's eyes moved lightly, his clothes followed the wind, and he was instantly vivid, and then he stepped out of the picture scroll at the same time.

The clear sky is thundering, the hurricane is condensed, and behind the thunder and desert, the hurricane is slowly turning, and the thunder and lightning are flashing in the tornado, and the sound is terrifying.

The ten war painting ancients first saluted Fang Yun slightly, and the ancient style was strong, and then they were exported into chapters.

It is equivalent to ten scholars attacking Fang Yun at the same time!

Lei Chongmo looked at the ten philosophers of the war painting, smiling, in the most boring days of the war world, he not only absorbed the power of the war world, but also continued to paint with divine thoughts in the Wen Palace, and not long ago he painted the ten philosophers war paintings with his strong painting talent.

Even if he was suppressed by Long Wei, even if his strength was not as good as the outside world, Lei Chongmo was confident that he would be able to defeat ten thousand demons with the power of the Ten Philosophers.

The Ten Philosophers War Painting is famous in all walks of life, and those demon kings exclaimed again and again after seeing it, and couldn't help but think of the things that made the West Sea Clan feel ashamed.

"Fang Xusheng is in danger. Turtle Cong couldn't help but sigh, the war paintings of the human race have always been scarce, because with one volume, there is one less volume, and it takes time and energy to create, but once a large number of them are released, the destructive power of a short period of time surpasses all war poems.

No matter how strong the bachelor is in an instant, the battle poems released in an instant are not as good as these ten philosophical war paintings.

Lei Chongmo looked at Fang Yun's back, thinking that Fang Yun would stop because of this and express his shock or admiration, but who knew that Fang Yun just coughed lightly, and then continued to walk forward, seeing that the figure was getting weaker and weaker.

Lei Chong snorted indifferently, and the vitality of the ten sages was surging, and they wanted to go all out.

Fang Yun's clothes moved lightly, and a code of laws flew out, suspended in mid-air.

Oh......

An earth-shattering roar exploded in the sky, and all the demon kings within a hundred miles were scattered, and instinctive fear came from their blood.

The Suppression of Sin Side Hall appeared in the sky, more than ten miles long, forming a huge shadow to cover the ground, and then, a giant tortoise with a body length of more than one mile flew out of the Suppression Side Hall, carrying a huge cage behind it, surrounded by countless iron chains.

"Sin Turtle Prison Car!"

Some demon kings retreated in horror while secretly scolding in their hearts, it is obviously a battle between two human races, how can there always be the power to suppress the water tribe, and it is the breath of the real dragon and the sin turtle prisoner car, is this the human race fighting in the interior or scaring the West Sea Clan?

Since it was caught by Fang Yun, the sin turtle prisoner car has been imprisoned in the legal code, turning into the power of the legalist "painting the ground as a prison", at this moment it was extremely angry, and when it opened its mouth again, it roared again, and ten thick chains flew out in an instant, trapping the phantom of the ten sages firmly, and then slammed the chains and sent the ten war painting sages into the prison.

Lei Chongmo's eyes straightened, and he watched blankly as the ten War Painting Ancestors used all their strength to attack in the cage, but they were never able to break through, and finally dissipated due to the exhaustion of their strength.

Fang Yun still turned his back to Lei Chongmo and continued to move forward, still ignoring Lei Chongmo.

The ten philosophers of war paintings created by the Great Confucian of the Three Realms of Painting Dao will definitely not be imprisoned by this sin turtle prisoner car.

A touch of shame flashed on Lei Chongmo's face, Fang Yun didn't say anything, but he felt that thick contempt and accusation, at this moment, Lei Chongmo felt that everyone was accusing him, obviously his strength was not enough, and he could not fully exert the power of the Ten Philosophers' War Paintings, causing the Ten Philosophers of the War Paintings to dissipate without making an inch, which was simply insulting the ten disciples that Confucius admired the most.

. (To be continued.) )