All fifty water dragon talismans have been used up.

The condensation and manifestation of the thirty water dragons requires the support of strong spiritual power. With tangible and qualitative spiritual power, Fengming's current state is not overloaded.

"Jiaojiao, old clothes. I think he's bluffing. It's not that there are no literati in our army, so I don't believe that there are so many elite literati who can't help him! ”

Zi Lingfeng squinted, and a strong killing intent towards Feng Ming rose in his heart.

"Your Royal Highness, I think what Purple Belle said has a point. He's just one person, and there are so many of us. Today's midnight our retreat and loss of position are due to our lack of preparation, coupled with the impact of the flash flood, which caused us to be psychologically unbalanced.

I think that now, as long as you are willing, gather all the literati in our army, release a spell that can restrain the water attribute, and regain the lost territory in the blink of an eye. ”

"Yi Lao, what you and Ling Feng said is right. It's just that we're too close to West Sun City now. Once the aftermath of the battle spreads to West Sun City, it will be harmful to our people. ”

"Jiaojiao, there can be no woman's kindness on the battlefield, only winners and losers are allowed. Maybe Feng Ming has found out your mentality, so he dares to make a big statement here, and he has no fear! ”

Zi Lingfeng's words were like fanning the sawdust that had not yet fully burned and burned.

The spark burst into flames, allowing the sawdust to burn fully and erupt into a powerful fire.

Luo Jiao's eyes became cold at this moment, without a trace of emotion.

Their persuasion alone can't completely convert her, the key is that there is a seed of hatred for Fengming in her heart. It was this kind of seed that became the last straw that crushed the kindness and sanity in her heart.

"Pass my military order and let all the literati gather in the front row!"

Luo Jiaojun gave the order, and the army was immediately crowded. Three minutes later, five hundred literati stood neatly in front of Luo Jiao.

"Your Royal Highness Princess, I have observed that among these scholars, the highest cultivation is the six-day realm, and the worst cultivation is the three-star realm. However, it was more than enough to deal with him. ”

"Good. Yi Lao, you are a powerhouse in the Wang Realm, and you are a writer yourself, so the rest will be handed over to you. ”

"Please rest assured, princess, I will definitely teach him a good lesson, let him know that he cannot be presumptuous in front of you!"

Feng Ming, who was standing on the other side of the moat, kept his eyes locked. He felt that something was not quite right with the movement and atmosphere on the other side, and that the script was not going the way he had envisioned.

"Are they going to fight to the death? Could it be that in their hearts, victory or defeat would be more important than the lives of the people in the city?

At this point in the war, they should know that time is not waiting for us, and continuing to attack without reason will only make themselves suffer worse defeat.

Five hundred literati? I'm afraid that the water dragon talisman alone is not enough, and the fire dragon talisman has to appear at the right time. The two sword qi may have to contribute one, otherwise, it is likely to be a failure! ”

It takes time for Yi Lao to teach them, and these writers also listen to the teachings very carefully.

A powerhouse at the peak of the King Realm is teaching himself, which is something that he would not dare to think of. No matter how good his qualifications are, at most, he will only be taught by the powerhouses of the Hou Realm.

Therefore, each writer made himself focused and engaged, and the five hundred strands of this power came together, making Yi Lao also more and more happy in the process of explaining, and more and more like these serious temporary students.

"Jiaojiao, you go up and say, this explanation is too long. Is this a lesson in giving them? ”

"Ling Feng, why don't you have any patience at all. The more thoroughly Yi Lao explains, the better they will master. Besides, while our side is constantly mastering the powerful rhythm, Feng Ming has been consuming his spiritual power.

By the time the five hundred literati on our side attacked, he would undoubtedly be even worse when he was already exhausted! I want him to know that if he offends me Luo Jiao, he will die ugly! ”

"Good! It's the Jiaojiao I like! Zi Lingfeng praised from the bottom of his heart.

"That's all I have to say, you all understand! The Astral Realm Scribe will use your best efforts to draw the Finch Talisman, and the Sun Realm Scribe will use your best efforts to draw the Goshawk Talisman.

I hope that the talismans you draw will make you proud in the rest of your life.

Let's get started, since you are elites, I will only give you half an hour, please don't let me down! ”

Yi Lao's words stimulated them a lot, and as soon as the words fell, the five hundred literati quickly took out the talisman making tools and began to draw the talisman attentively.

Feng Ming on the other side of the river was naturally not so kind, allowing them to draw talismans smoothly.

"Hey! Luo Jiao, Yi Lao, Zi Lingfeng, it seems that you still don't believe me! All right! In that case, I'll let you see what it means to play a duet of fire and water! ”

Feng Ming raised his hand, and a pile of talismans flew towards the sky.

At a height of two hundred meters above the ground, the talismans emitted a red light, maintaining a certain interval and spreading out in an arc.

A full twelve talismans, after a burst of red light, turned into twelve majestic hovering fire dragons.

The appearance of the fire dragon suddenly made the sky unreal, and the scorching breath quickly radiated towards the Shura army.

"How is this possible? How could his spiritual power be so endless? The old man shouted out in a gaffe.

Zi Lingfeng's face turned the color of pig liver at this moment, and his jealousy of Feng Ming went to a new level. He who claims to be the pride of the sky, how can he allow an existence that is more dazzling than himself.

Luo Jiao pursed her lips lightly, and she couldn't tell what she felt about Feng Ming in her heart.

"Luo Jiao, Yi Lao, Zi Lingfeng. If you're still obsessed, don't blame me for being rude. Even if you want to kill me, think about the West Sun City behind me!

Isn't it possible that if we are destroyed, we will have to be buried with the entire West Day City? You're so ruthless! Even I, the enemy, have only adopted a policy of gentleness and appeasement towards them, but what about you?

Hey, I won't say more, you guys in the province say I'm sowing discord! ”

Feng Ming deliberately said that his voice was very loud, he knew that there were many people in Xiri City who were paying attention to this place, so he might as well accompany them and play this scene enough.

"Wolf ambition! Do you think that with your words, you can blindfold the eyes of the people of Xiri City? You really underestimated the people of my Shura country. ”

"Oh? Is it? But why do I feel like you've been stabbed in the middle by me, and you're angry? ”

Yi Lao just wanted to fight back, but was categorically stopped by Luo Jiao.

"Yi Lao, don't fall for him. Attack when you're ready. Luo Jiao nodded at Yi Lao.

Yi Lao took a deep breath and calmed his mood. At this time, he suddenly felt that Zi Lingfeng was really a good talent, ten thousand times better than Feng Ming!