Lei Chongmo did not sneak attack, but finished speaking in a dignified manner, and then exited into a chapter, reciting his self-created bachelor's poem "Saiwai Jiangshan". Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info When he was in Hanlin, he was brewing this poem, but he was never able to make it a poem, until he was promoted to a university scholar and personally fought against the demon barbarians, and he felt something in his heart and made this university warrior battle poem.

The whole poem is to promote the exploits of the Terran soldiers who took the initiative to attack the demons and barbarians and seize the rivers and mountains outside the Saiwai, which is far more killing than ordinary war poems.

"The autumn wind outside the plug is cold......

Moreover, this poem has reached the second realm and has a poetic soul!

This means that the soldiers summoned by this war poem can be comparable to the war poem of the Great Confucian in many ways!

The autumn wind was bleak, the dead leaves fell, and each leaf turned into a soldier, but after a breath, the five thousand troops set up a neat military formation and landed in front of the thunder desert.

Lei Chongmo didn't say a word, and he saw a person at the front of the army holding a horn and blowing it vigorously.

Woo......

The 5,000-strong army rushed towards Fang Yun at a brisk pace.

Lei Chongmo walked forward slowly, always keeping a distance of about two hundred zhang from Fang Yun.

The true dragon and the poisonous Jiao in the sky are still fighting, and they continue to consume the talents of the two people, but now the battle between the true dragon and the poisonous Jiao is far less fierce than before, and the talent consumed is greatly reduced.

Lei Chongmo seemed to be strolling leisurely, calm and calm, but his ears moved slightly, mobilizing the talent of the scholars, consuming his talents, and wanting to listen to the poems of the Fang Games.

After a few breaths, Lei Chongmo got his wish and heard a voice.

Fang Yun continued to move forward, but he was reciting poems weakly.

"I take care of my life and am full of spirit.

The wild sun divides the shadows, and the stars merge with the sword.

The bowstring hugs the Han moon, and the horse tramples the dust.

Don't survive and enter the plug, only repay the king with death. ”

Lei Chongmo was stunned for a moment, because this university warrior battle poem had never appeared in the Shengyuan Continent, and it had no power to be passed on, and then he understood that this might be the bachelor war poem created by Fang Yun after he entered the War Realm Heaven Splitting Palace.

Lei Chongmo nodded lightly, acknowledging that this was a good poem, and instantly wrote down this poem in his mind, and found that his favorite was not the first sentence, but the three sentences of "Wild Sun Dividing Shadow", "Heavenly Star Combined Sword Text" and "Bowstring Hugging Hanyue".

The poem was completed, and the war poem soldiers spread out behind Fang Yun.

Lei Chongmo was stunned again.

The demon king in the distance, Gu Cong said, "I originally thought that Fang Xusheng had no way to take the Second Realm University Warrior Battle Poem of the Thunder Heavy Desert, but I didn't expect him to be able to make a battle poem of ten thousand armies, so that even if there is a disadvantage, he will not lose." ”

"Even if it is a war poem of ten thousand armies, it is impossible to defeat the poetry of the great scholar of the second realm, among all the poetry treasures, the treasure light that improves the realm of war poetry is the strongest, it is a qualitative improvement, unlike other treasures, it is just an increase in quantity. "The Whale Demon King who knows a lot about the human race.

"Fang Xusheng is Fang Xusheng after all. Turtle Cong continued to address Fang Yun as a human race, as humble as Fang Yun's student.

5,000 soldiers rushed to Fang Yun, and 10,000 cavalry rushed straight to the thunder desert.

The army summoned by the two scholars with war poems collided violently.

The great scholar war poem of the two realms showed great power, and the five thousand soldiers against the ten thousand soldiers, not only did not fall behind, but even had a tendency to cut through the cavalry of the ten thousand armies.

At the moment when the two armies fought, Lei Chongmo showed a faint smile, the soldiers of the two realms would be stronger than the first realm after all, and Fang Yun's cavalry of the ten thousand armies suffered extremely heavy losses.

However, in the next moment, Lei Chongmo blinked his eyes violently, and was surprised to see that every dead soldier in Fang Yun's army had turned into a weapon, either a bow, a sword, or a battle fight.

With a slight shock of these weapons, they killed the war poetry generals of Lei Chongmo.

Lei Chongmo's war poetry soldiers will be very strong, but they are only a summoning poem that wins by quantity, and Fang Yun's war poetry weapon is the power that can kill the demon king by quantity!

War poetry weapons, one hit kills!

Subsequently, Lei Chongmo and all the demon kings saw that the war poetry soldiers on both sides would begin to die in large numbers, and most of Fang Yun's soldiers would be killed by the enemy's war poetry soldiers, and most of Lei Chongmo's war poetry soldiers would be killed by war poetry weapons.

Gradually, Lei Chongmo's War Poet Soldiers will be at a disadvantage, because each of his War Poet soldiers will not be able to guarantee the killing of two Fang Yun's War Poetry generals on average, while each of Fang Yun's dead War Poetry generals will be guaranteed to kill one of Lei Chongmo's generals.

When all the war poets of Lei Chongmo are dead, Fang Yun's war poets will have one and fifteen left.

Lei Chongmo took a deep breath, and once again said a chapter, summoning a new five thousand battle poetry generals, and continued to attack.

Fang Yun still didn't look back at Lei Chongmo, and moved forward slowly, waiting for Lei Chongmo's war poetry soldiers to approach, he recited "From the Army" again, and still met the enemy with 10,000 cavalry.

The true dragon and the poisonous Jiao form one battlefield, and the two armies will become the second battlefield.

The talents of the two are constantly being consumed.

"This third comparison is a comparison of famous generals' battle poems!" Lei Chongmo breathed slowly, and then recited the famous general's battle poem "Wei Qingfu".

Poetry, a silver-armored white horse warrior will stand on the earth, and the war poetry soldiers of Lei Chongmo will suddenly have divine help, stronger strength, faster speed, and higher combat skills, and finally the war poetry soldiers of Fang Yun will die together.

As soon as Wei Qing came out, Lei Chongmo was on a par with Fang Yun in the battle poem of calling for troops.

Wei Qing was a soldier and writer in the Han Dynasty, and in terms of leading the army, he was the best at attacking, while Li Guang at the same time was good at guarding, and the two of them were spears and shields, which became a nightmare for demons.

Subsequently, Lei Chongmo listened attentively.

Fang Yun still walked slowly, like an old porter, due to Long Wei's constant attacks, he no longer had the slightest appearance of a scholar, more like a beggar in distress.

However, Fang Yun was extremely calm, his eyes were like the sea, reflecting the starry sky.

"In the Qin period, the bright moon and the Han period, the Long March has not been returned. But to make the dragon city fly will not teach Humadu Yin Mountain. ”

After listening to Fang Yun's exit chapter, Lei Chongmo was like a thunderbolt, staying in place and not moving.

"This ...... This poem can be called ancient and unparalleled, traveling through hundreds of generations, crossing thousands of miles, playing with time and territory between paper and pen, Fang Xusheng's literary brilliance has surpassed Sancao!"

"Moreover, this is a war poem that has been handed down to the world! Is it true that he is already a master of the world?"

Lei Chongmo was already stunned by this battle poem and kept muttering to himself.

Lei Chongmo is the Lei family and the enemy of Fang Yun, but he is also a scholar.

Not only is Lei Chongmo like this, but even a few water tribe demon kings who like human poetry are also like crazy, and they are incoherent.

Especially the turtle bush, happy and happy, kicked on all fours, like an old child.

"Good poems, good poems! One stroke is even Qin and Han, and one word is divided into thousands of miles! It is not in vain to follow all the time! Good poems!"

But more demon kings didn't care about the poetry of the human race, but looked at Li Guang condensed by the poems, wondering if Li Guang was strong or Wei Qing was better.

Two historical figures with a lot of origins reunited at this moment.

After a long while, Lei Chongmo came back to his senses and saw Wei Qing and Li Guangyao looking at each other from afar.

One holds a sword, and the other holds a bow.

Lei Chongmo sighed softly.

Wei Qing won with the art of war, while Li Guang was better at war poetry.

Lei Chongmo knew in his heart that when it came to fighting alone, Li Guang had more advantages in war poetry, and if he talked about cooperating with war poetry generals, Wei Qing was outstanding.

Li Guang pulled the bow and shot arrows.

Wei Qing greeted him with a sword.

. (To be continued.) )