After the wolf barbarian, the ice knight formed by "Wind and Rain Dream Battle" appeared.

These ice knights have completely turned into horses made of ice.

More than 400 Ma Manhou stepped on the smooth glacial road, broke through the wind and waves of the Ice Emperor, and rushed forward.

Zong Jibing smiled indifferently and stretched out his hand to the four hundred horse barbarians.

"Ice Peak. ”

"Boom ......"

A white icy mountain peak drilled out from the ground where the Ma Manhou were located, and rose rapidly with the power to open the sky and crack the earth, knocking all the Ma Manhou who were running into ice chips, and at the same time knocking two True Dragon Ancient Swords flying, and finally forming a small mountain peak with a radius of fifty zhang, standing between Fang Yun and Zongji Bing.

The ice peak exuded a strong chill, making the temperature of the entire Wen battlefield even lower.

On the viewing platform, countless Qingguo readers applauded loudly, but readers from other countries were surprised, something was wrong!

Zhang Poyue hurriedly said: "Mr. Hechuan, what's going on? You and I both know the power of the Ice Clan, he is just a Jinshi, and he only has part of the Ice Clan's bloodline, how could he create such a strong Ice Peak with his hands." ”

Jiang Hechuan shook his head and looked nervously at the field.

Fang Yun was in the game, but he was not lost, and found that Zong Ji Bing's Ice Emperor Star Position was actually absorbing a qiē cold ice power!

It was only at this moment that Fang Yun finally understood why Zong Jibing had the confidence to win.

The Ice Clan is the darling of the cold, just as the Terrans need the sun to survive, and the Ice Clan is strengthened by absorbing the power of ice. The stronger the surrounding ice, the more comfortable the ice tribe will be.

But. Zong Ji Bing directly absorbed the ice power of the Demon Ancestor, but Fang Yun was unexpected, there was no previous information showing that the Ice Emperor had such power.

Ice is just one of the powers of the Demon Ancestor. But it is the only power of the Ice Emperor.

Although the Demon Ancestor is strong, Fang Yun is just an ordinary Star King, neither has the bloodline of the Demon Ancestor, nor is he a demon barbarian, he just borrows the power of the Demon Ancestor.

But Zong Ji Bing is different, he himself is a descendant of the Ice Emperor, and even a descendant of the Zong Sheng.

Zongji Ice is not borrowing the power of the Ice Emperor. It's inheritance!

If this person is divided according to the power of the demon barbarian, he is not inferior to the Holy Son in the slightest!

Fang Yun did not hesitate. Decisively withdrew the power of the Demon Ancestor Star Position, and the chill of the Wen battlefield plummeted.

A look of disappointment flashed in Zong Jibing's eyes, and he laughed and said, "What a Fang Xuan Saint, he can see the clue so quickly. However, I have the power of the star position, and if you don't, you will definitely be defeated!"

Fang Yun withdrew the two True Dragon Ancient Swords, hung them in front of him, and unleashed a powerful wind and wave with all his strength, so that the wind and waves that touched the shadow of the Guishu Tree weakened.

Fang Yun stood with his pen in his hand, looking at Zong Jibing with a calm expression. Said: "The power of the star position, I have used it, it is a double-edged sword. If you can defeat the enemy in a short period of time. It's fine, but if you can't attack it for a long time, the power of the star position is enough to drain your talent!"

"Then I want to see why you resist the power of my star position! I have a battle poem, which is not very powerful in normal times, but if it is matched with the star position of the Ice Emperor. The power is comparable to Fang Cai's Ice Peak, once released. You're going to lose!"

Fang Yun was not afraid and said: "I have written strong bow poems, I have written poems about killing enemies, I have written poems about Zangfeng, I have written poems about blocking the enemy, and even unprecedented poems about calling swords, but I have never written poems about protective warfare. Today, I will write the first protective war poem, I want to see if it is your spear or my shield!"

Zong Jibing raised his head high, unconcealed the contempt in his heart, and said: "If you have the power of the star position, I am still afraid of you, but your hole cards are exhausted, then I will let you know the combined power of my star position and war poetry!"

After Zong Jibing finished speaking, he took a deep breath and wrote the war poem "Yonghan Jun".

"The cold gentleman said that the winter wind ......"

In the process of Zong Jibing's writing, the Baizhang Ice Emperor behind him stood still, looking into the distant sky, his eyes empty. His body was still exuding a ring of wind and waves, blowing in all directions, and the broken ice in the wind was crystal clear, like a wind wall composed of stars and crystals.

The wind and waves successively slapped the phantom of the laurel tree that protected Fang Yun, even if there was the blessing of the moon phase divine stone, the phantom of the laurel tree was about to be shattered, and it was absolutely impossible to hold on to it.

When Zong Jibing was writing, Fang Yun slowly adjusted his breathing, lifted the pen, dipped in ink, wrote, wrote hard, and wrote with one breath.

"Liangzhou words. ”

"The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, a lonely city and ten thousand mountains. Why should Qiang Di complain about the willows, the spring breeze does not pass the jade gate!"

The original treasure light!

The first treasure light!

Heirloom light!

Coupled with the power of the inkstone turtle and the ink girl, the treasure is full of light!

Thundered......

A shrunken translucent fortress rises from the ground, with a radius of ten zhang, and its scope has surpassed all the Jinshi protective battle poems, and it is also the best in the Hanlin protective battle poems.

The translucent fortress has red walls and yellow tiles, with pavilions on the top and city walls on the bottom, firmly protecting Fang Yun.

On the city wall, it is the three big characters written by the founding emperor of the Wu Kingdom himself.

Yumen Pass!

A majestic breath rushed out from the Yumen Pass, as if all the armies were drinking together, and it was like the words of the monarch, forming a strong force to disperse the chill of the Ten Cold Ancient Lands.

Yumen Pass guards the main road, it is a battleground between the martial country and the barbarians, once changed hands three times in a year, and more than 20 million demons and barbarians and human tribes died within a hundred miles of Yumen Pass.

The significance of Yumen Pass is no less than that of the capital of a small country.

Countless soldiers sacrificed their lives, countless literati chanted, countless demons bowed their heads, and it has become a spiritual symbol of the martial country, containing the hearts of the people and the army, which has surpassed the luck of a state.

Countless poets have written poems praising this Xiongguan, hoping to turn it into their own protective war poems, but at least they need to be scholars to succeed, and under the scholars, no one can take the power of Yumen Pass for themselves.

On the seat of the martial arts on the viewing platform, the voices were repeated again and again, and even the powerful and talented martial monarchs were intoxicated.

"Zhuang! I have personally seen the Yellow Sand outside the Yumen Pass, straight up to the white clouds, but compared with this sentence 'the Yellow River is far above the white clouds', the truth is true, and the beauty is far inferior! The magnificence of the first sentence is like seeing the Yellow River retrograde in the sky! This "Liangzhou Ci" is not a war poem, at least it is also the text of the town! " Wu Jun praised loudly.

A great general of the Martial Kingdom couldn't help but sigh and said, "If there is a chance, I will definitely have a long talk with Fang Xusheng." He must have never been to Yumen Pass, but he wrote Yumen Pass as if it were in front of him. Others vainly try to turn Yumen Pass into war poems, and will only write how majestic Yumen Pass is, but Fang Yun does not write directly, first write about the Yellow River and white clouds in the distance of Yumen Pass, and then write 'a lonely city and ten thousand mountains', there is a male pass on the ten thousand high mountains, a 'lonely' and a 'ten thousand', write all the remoteness, loneliness, and magnificence of Yumen Pass!"

Those who have never been to Yumen Pass understand that the lonely city is in the high mountains, and it seems to write about the remoteness and helplessness of Yumen Pass, but in fact, they praise Yumen Pass for standing proudly on the high mountain, not so much a lonely city, but a desperate city.

The last two sentences are also double-minded, and there is pride in helplessness. Why use the Qiang flute to play "Yangliu Song" to complain that spring does not come, because the spring breeze can't blow at Yumen Pass. However, the soldiers of our martial arts country and the people of our human race can stand proudly in a place where the spring breeze cannot blow like this majestic pass! Just ask, who and what is so majestic in the whole world! There is such pride!" (To be continued)