Jingguo, outside the city of Ning'an.

Winter has arrived, the snow is vast, and it is the time for the barbarians to go south.

A team transporting grain and grass was marching towards the camp of the front army in the wind and snow, and halfway through, an army of 3,000 horse barbarians suddenly arrived, led by a royal horse barbarian, equivalent to the human race's jinshi, but the strength was far beyond that of ordinary jinshi, and there was also a horse barbarian deputy.

The Terran grain transport team is only 5,000 people, but most of them are grain transport soldiers who do not have much actual combat experience, and the regular soldiers who have been on the battlefield can barely make up enough for 2,000, not even a guard, led by a six-grade jinshi general, and the deputy is a seven-grade jinshi battalion school.

At the beginning of the battle, General Liupinbiao issued an order for help, and then gave orders with his tongue and spring thunder, even in the evening when the wind and snow were blowing, he still commanded the team in an orderly manner.

From beginning to end, the Jinshi Camp School didn't speak, just slowly wrote war poems, and his role was only a little bigger than that of ordinary lifters, and it seemed that he was lazy.

This person is Chang Dongyun, who left the Jingguo Academy Palace in order to protect Fang Yun, and since he left the capital, he was given Zang Feng's poem by Fang Yun, and he has never spoken.

Most of the soldiers ignored his cunning, while some of the veterans scolded and scolded, not taking this young jinshi who had only been in the army for a few months in their eyes.

"Dumb Jinshi! I heard that I can speak, but I don't speak. ”

"Yes, he is not a pregnant sword, he has long had a sword, and he has never done it. Look at Master Pan, his talent is not as good as this mute jinshi, except for being older, he is slightly weaker in all aspects, but he still uses his tongue and sword to block the enemy. ”

"Alas, if he had used his sword, he would have been able to save the brothers who had just died. ”

"Look at him, he doesn't take human life seriously at all. Luckily we weren't in his camp, otherwise we would have blown up our lungs. ”

"Silence!" a lieutenant snapped at the men.

If there is no accident, the Terrans will need at least 5,000 regular troops to be undefeated in front of the 3,000 barbarian army.

The horse barbarians played their best game of mounted archery attacks, moving left and right. Scattered and gathered, forcing the Terran food transport team to keep closing the defensive line, leaving more and more corpses behind.

Terran soldiers had to drag back the corpses of their companions even at the risk of their lives, and those that were really out of reach were roped away by the barbarians.

The demon barbarian is delicious with human flesh.

Time passed slowly, there were not many dead, only more than 400 people, but more than 2,000 wounded, more than half of the wounded lost the ability to fight, and one by one the doctors continued to use herbs or medical books to carry out treatment.

On the other hand, the barbarian ranks suffered few casualties, and the balance of victory tipped in favor of the horse barbarians.

The barbarian team was preoccupied at first. But the dawn of victory was just around the corner, and they were full of confidence, especially the royal horse handsome, who was in the best mood, because he had already injured General Pan's tongue and sword with the power of witchcraft and qi and blood, and ordinary war poems could not hurt him.

The royal clan Ma Manshuai glanced at Chang Dongyun, smiled disdainfully, and pointed at Chang Dongyun with a horsewhip to the barbarians beside him: "This human race is stupid, and he dares to transport grain during the pregnancy sword period." I really don't take my barbarian seriously. Hmph, Sergeant Jingguo is really lucky, at this time in previous years, the demons of all ethnic groups would go south to capture human slaves. But now it seems that there is something big in the demon world, and the general attack of the three barbarians has been postponed. However, the barbarian king has already said that it will be delayed until December at most. Now that December is less than thirty days away, it is very likely that the three barbarians will launch a general attack on the first day of December of the Terrans! Eat this team now, and get out of here!"

"Yes!" the army of horse barbarians immediately began to press, and the Terran casualties were even heavier. But the casualties of the horse barbarians also began to increase.

General Pan Bi glanced at Chang Dongyun, did not say a word, and continued to use the war poems to attack Ma Manshuai, but at most he could only consume Ma Manshuai's qi and blood power, and could not hurt him.

In a short time, the casualties of the Terrans reached a critical point, and the army was disheartened and was about to collapse.

The royal horse barbarians were experienced, so they immediately put away their war bows, and then ordered more than half of the horse barbarians to change their spears and launch a charge, to solve the Terran team as quickly as possible to avoid the arrival of Terran reinforcements.

"Rush!" a large number of horse barbarians excitedly rushed to the Terran defenses, which in their eyes were the most delicious food.

Chang Dongyun's right hand slowly wrote war poems, but his left hand was holding his robe.

However, in the blink of an eye, the team of the horse barbarians broke through the first line of defense of the Terrans, and the Terrans flipped on their backs, killing and wounding countless people.

Soon, the Ma barbarians broke through the second line of defense and were already pointing their guns at the central army, threatening the two jinshi.

"Hahaha......" The royal horse man saw that victory was coming, and laughed wildly.

Suddenly, Chang Dongyun opened his mouth, and a little white light suddenly lit up, and then a strong wind blew around him, and the clothes of everyone around him made a snorting sound, and they were shattered inch by inch.

A talented ancient sword flew out at an incredible speed, one sound, one and a half, and two sounds!

Chang Dongyun was too close to Ma Manshuai of the royal family, and twice the speed of sound exceeded the limit of Ma Manshuai's reaction.

"Poof......

Chang Dongyun's talented ancient sword pierced through the forehead of the royal family's Ma Manshuai, and then turned around with lightning speed, stabbing the back of the other Ma Manshuai's heart.

The other horse was prepared, turned around and smashed his fist, relying on the powerful blood armor and qi and blood power of his body to resist the vast majority of the verbal swords.

"Puff ......"

Chang Dongyun's talented ancient sword first pierced through Ma Manshuai's fist, and then stabbed into his heart impartially.

The two horses fell to the ground with an incredulous gaze and died.

The Zang Feng poem, which contains the power of the King of Stars, doubles the power of Chang Dongyun's talented ancient sword.

"Okay!" Pan Bi will then release the damaged lip sword, without Ma Manshuai, the mere demon general will not be able to hurt his lip sword at all.

Seeing the talent of the two jinshi, the ancient swords were like two meat grinders, first strangled all the barbarian generals, and then began to strangle the barbarians.

These horse barbarians tried their best to escape, but the two jinshi had a galloping battle poem, and in the end they were all killed.

Cutting off the head of the last horse barbarian, the sweaty General Pan Bi looked at Chang Dongyun, smiled slightly, and said, "The Jinshi who can let Fang Wenhou send off the poems is really extraordinary!"

Chang Dongyun didn't have the slightest sense of complacency, looking in the direction of the East China Sea in the cold wind.

"Fang Wenhou, he should still be in the dragon platform at this moment. ”

In the dragon platform, the fierce monarch stretched out his finger to Fang Yun, and the phantom of the evil dragon appeared in his eyes. At the same time, he recited his self-created three-realm war poem "Slaughtering Barbarian Gun"!

"The moon blade points to the sky, and the cold light reflects the blood ......"

Fang Yun has heard this poem, this poem describes a big battle that year, the Terran and the barbarians fought for a long time, from day to night, the blood at the beginning has dried up, and the Terran soldiers consume their life with the blood pill heart, melt into the lip gun, launch the final blow, and finally achieve victory.

Because the fierce monarch had personally participated in that vicious fight. Although this poem has not been handed down, but the poem has a poetic soul, into the second realm, and then after years of tempering, this poem has reached the realm of the three realms of the saint, because of the blood relationship, he can evoke the idea of the void saint Meng Tian remaining in the heaven and earth!

At this moment, a faint black mist appeared around the fierce monarch's body, and the black mist became thicker and thicker, and there was a tendency to condense into an evil dragon phantom.

Ao Huang saw the scene in front of him. More and more anxious.

The most terrifying thing is that this poem will absorb the remaining will of the Hell Suppression Evil Dragon, which is enough to raise the realm of this poem to another level and enter the Holy Soul of the Four Realms. It is very likely that there will be a half-holy holy soul!

At that time, even Ao Huang would be seriously injured in his heyday, and if Fang Yun encountered it, he would definitely die.

Fang Yun immediately stabbed at the Fierce Monarch with his sword, but the black mist came from the evil dragon. As strong as the True Dragon Ancient Sword, it was completely blocked, and it couldn't advance an inch.

Ao Huang in the distance almost went crazy, and even the True Dragon Ancient Sword couldn't help the fierce monarch at this moment. There is nothing to be done about it!

The Hell Suppression Dragon is too strong!

When the monks of the Holy Courtyard in the distance saw this scene, they were extremely desperate, and a few of them even scolded, and Kong Detian even covered his chest, his heart was like a knife.

"Heaven is dead, my human race!" Kong Detian roared in despair.

There are eight sentences in "Slaughtering Barbarian Gun", and when the fierce monarch read the second sentence, Fang Yun suddenly shouted with his tongue.

"Just a rebel literati, dare to hurt me!"

At this moment, the fierce monarch did not rebel, because he had the support of the belief in revitalizing the Meng family, and believed that he was more beneficial to the human race than Fang Yun, and every act of Fang Yun was revenge, and he stopped trading with the demon clan, and did not completely betray the human race.

The words "Reverse Literati" were particularly harsh to the ears of the fierce monarch, his breathing was temporarily disturbed, and the speed of his mouth slowed down, and he only finished reciting the third sentence when Fang Yun finished speaking.

Fang Yun said again: "As a candidate for the four great talents of the next generation of the human race, the first sin is to bring disaster to the martial country, the second sin is to harm each family, the third sin is to take advantage of the robbery, and the fourth sin is the king of the stars, and he does not hesitate to exchange the Zhenhuang Tianke! Do you know that the Zhenhuangtian Carving can form a void gate to cross the two realms!"

The Fierce Monarch had finished reciting the fourth sentence, and was about to recite the fifth sentence, when he heard Fang Yun's last sentence, his eyes widened, he never expected that the nameless stone carving would be a divine object of that level, if it was handed over to the Dragon Barbarian Clan at that time, the consequences would be unimaginable, and it could even be said that the Human Race had perished now!

The King of the Stars can't save the Terrans!

The Ten Star Kings are not as important as a Void Gate!

The fierce king's courage was shaken, and his chanting was almost interrupted, but he still persevered and continued to chant, not only slowly, but also because of the internal shock of the literary gall, the body of the guide zhì suffered the strength of the literary gall, and many tissues were ruptured, and a slender line of blood flowed out of his mouth.

Fang Yun originally didn't know the function of the dragon's breath stone carving, but after listening to Kong Detian's description, he realized that Di Luo was actually able to generate a void gate with the help of the Suppression Heaven carving, and there happened to be a void gate in the mountains of the two realms where the strength was unstable!

"That Hell Evil Dragon is an ancient stubborn murderer, once he takes Ao Huang, he will definitely kill all the human races here, and the most elite Jinshi of the entire generation of the human race will die at the hands of your fierce monarch Meng Lintang......! Convicted!"

The fierce monarch wanted to open his mouth to refute, saying that there was a way to restrain the Prison Suppression Evil Dragon, and there was a chance to make up for the tragedy of the death of all Jinshi, but after years of experience and reason, Fang Yun was right, and in the end, he might be killed by the Prison Suppression Evil Dragon.

"Click......"

There were slight cracks on the surface of the fierce king's courage, but his courage was extremely strong, cracked but not broken, and he still insisted on reciting war poems.

It's just that there is no longer blood in his mouth, but a large amount of blood gushing out, and he can't stop it. (To be continued......)