Fang Yun raised his head and sent the dragon qi of the Wengong Panlong into the True Dragon Ancient Sword, and then spat out the True Dragon Ancient Sword.

When the six scholars saw it, a golden light suddenly rose like a clear sun, flew to the top of the Zhenhai purple bamboo, and circled around the top, but they didn't see any vision, and they saw that a section and a half of the purple bamboo at the top broke and fell down.

The golden light flew down with the purple bamboo, fell back in front of Fang Yun and disappeared.

"The breath of the tongue sword is vast and majestic, as powerful as the sea of Yue, quite a dragon spirit. ”

"Underneath that sword, there is also an ink sword, which can only be possessed by those who have built a calligraphy monument in the Lingyan Pavilion. ”

"The dragon pattern on that sword is condensed but not dispersed, unprecedented. ”

"The more I think about it, the more frightened I become. ”

"It's not good, the dragon devouring vine has moved!" Yun Zhaochen was shocked.

The faces of the six scholars turned pale, and instinctively made Zhan Shi Ryoma retreat.

The smile on Fang Yun's face disappeared, revealing a look of vigilance, but he still sat on top of the Battle Poetry Dragon Horse with his head held high, looking up at the gently sliding Dragon Devouring Vine.

The dragon devouring vine was like a giant python moving slowly, and then, I saw the tip of the rattan exposed above, which at first glance was indistinguishable, very much like an enlarged earthworm.

Suddenly, the devouring dragon vine fell violently, and the lightning fell on top of Fang Yun's head.

The tip of the Dragon Devouring Vine was split into eight petals, as beautiful as eight scarlet petals, but each petal had two rows of sharp teeth that flickered with cold light!

The dragon devouring vine drooped, and the eight cracks continued to deepen upward, and as the cracks deepened, the eight sharp-toothed petals became larger and wider, as if they could cover the sky and the sun, devouring all things.

The petals of the terrifying fangs swayed gently in the sky, making a sound like air rolling in the throat of a beast.

"Ho ......"

Gray air currents swirled between the teeth of the dragon devouring vine, carrying a surging ancient vast aura. The six scholars only felt stiff all over, and even the idea of survival was annihilated by the desolate aura.

Heaven and earth are about to be destroyed!

Fang used the dragon language to whisper: "I am the Wenxing Dragon Lord, you and the others retreat!"

The words were obviously spoken by Fang Yun alone, but after he spoke, it seemed that there were thousands of dragons reciting together, repeating this sentence at the same time.

The wind is blowing. The weeds fell, and the six scholars and the war poetry dragon horse were swept out by the invisible energy.

As if frightened, the eight sharp-toothed petals jerked upward, the crack healed quickly, and the petals vanished, reverting to a rounded tip.

Then, the Dragon Devouring Vine slowly descended, gently touching Fang Yun's shoulder with the top.

Fang Yun smiled slightly, as if touching a child's head. Reach out and touch the round tip of the dragon devouring vine.

The Dragon Devouring Vine immediately gently rubbed Fang Yun's hand, then withdrew it, and looked at Fang Yun like a human at a distance of a zhang from Fang Yun, even though it had no eyes.

"You keep guarding here, and I'll leave. After Fang finished speaking in the dragon language, he turned around and left, the wisdom of the dragon devouring vine was not high. It's extremely strong, and it has the ability to devour a realm. If you talk too much, you might make some trouble, so it's better to stay away.

The six scholars sat on the grass and watched Fang Yun communicate with the Dragon Devouring Vine, this time there was no Holy Throne Aura to suppress it, and they didn't dare to stand up at all, the other party was the Dragon Devouring Vine with the power of the Holy Throne after all.

Fang Yun sat upright on the saddle, like a general patrolling the school yard. Majestic and high-spirited, he didn't care about the dragon devouring vine behind him.

"Get up, and leave the flower bed together. ”

"Yes!" the six scholars suddenly turned into small soldiers waiting for the general to review, and hurriedly followed Fang Yun to the edge of the flower bed and to the bushes.

The bushes suddenly parted. Reveal a path that can be used by two people in parallel.

Fang Yun turned around and nodded lightly at the devouring dragon vine, and then led the six people forward.

Yun Zhaochen suddenly sighed and said, "Think about what Yun Fang said before, saying that the Dragon Devouring Vine would give him a little thin noodles and would not hurt me, at that time, we thought he was talking big, but now I understand that he was not afraid of the Dragon Devouring Vine from the beginning." ”

"In this way, Yun Fang's status in the Dragon Clan is probably no less than that of ordinary Dragon Kings, at least at the level of Great Dragon Kings. ”

Fang Yun walked out of the bushes and arrived at the edge of the flower bed, placed himself in the undercurrent of dragon power, looked ahead in surprise, and let out a soft sigh.

"What's wrong?"

The six scholars stepped forward and stood in a line behind Fang Yun, seeing a scene that made them desperate.

A full twenty-nine demon kings stood on the grass, and on the opposite side of these demon kings stood four scholars, Lian Pingchao, Qiu Meng, Qu Eucalyptus and Tan Hemu.

The four scholars were shrouded in the power of the heavy protective battle poems, and they were ready to burn the jade.

And the twenty-nine demon kings looked at the four scholars with a grin.

Not far away, the two back doors of the left and right side halls kept rumbling, as if there was a powerful force inside attacking the back door.

The leader of the twenty-nine demon kings is none other than Xiong Tu!

The demon kings of the Raging Axe tribe are all gathered here!

Fang Yun looked at the back door of the east side hall, and then looked at Xiong Tu carefully, and saw a boxy jade plaque in Xiong Tu's hand, and there were many runes on the jade plaque.

"Suppressing the Crime Dragon Talisman!" Fang Yun said the name of the jade plaque.

"You little Hanlin, you don't have a lot of knowledge, the waste human race in the Blood Manggu Land doesn't have such eyesight. Could it be that you are the Fang Yun who was wanted by the Holy Temple?" Xiong Tu's voice sounded.

Fang Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, the light in his eyes was comparable to the sun and the moon, and he stared at Xiong Tu calmly.

The six scholars behind Fang Yun changed their colors, but they didn't expect Fang Yun to be recognized.

"Yun Fang, quickly take out the Holy Blood and the Holy Page, and rescue us and the others!" Lian Pingchao and the four of them immediately retreated, they were not far from the dragon power undercurrent, and soon stopped less than three zhang away from Fang Yun, not daring to approach any further.

"What is the Suppression Dragon Talisman?" asked Yun Zhaochen in a low voice.

"The Dragon Talisman is a token issued by the Dragon Court to all parts of Dragon City, and each type of Dragon Talisman can only enter and exit a fixed place. If this Xiong Tu has the Five Dragons Town Sin Dragon Talisman, he can come and go freely in the Sin Town Palace, but it is only the Three Dragons Sin Town Dragon Rune, and he can only act inside the Sin Town Hall. So they can open the side hall gates, so the war statues in this garden won't attack them. Fang Yun explained slowly.

"What a powerful little Hanlin. If you think about it carefully, there is absolutely no one in Hanlin in the Ancient Land of Blood who is as bloody as you and dares to kill this king in front of this king, it seems that you are that Fang Yun. Although I don't know your specific identity, I know the bounty of the demon world. Kill you, and this king will be able to enter the demon realm, and there is at least a fifty percent chance of becoming a demon saint!"

"Oh. Fang Yun said casually.

Xiong Tu was very proud, and continued: "When this king becomes a demon saint, I will find a way to solve the bloody ancient land, let this place become the territory of our bear demon clan, and imprison all of you human races, as cattle and horses, and as slaves! ”

Fang Yun said indifferently: "I said a few days ago that you are not worthy of saving face in front of me, and today I repeat that you are not worthy of killing me!"

Xiong Tu smiled sinister and said, "My target is only Fang Yun alone, as for the ten scholars, I promise that as long as Fang Yun is dead, even if this king becomes the Lord of Blood, he will treat you and your family as guests!"

(To be continued.) )