After the ten thousand troops, Fang Yun followed closely in the line, and in a short time, the two sides were five miles apart.

At this distance, the power of the Great Confucian war poems has not diminished, but Fang Yun's war poems are still mainly under the Great Confucian, so he continues to move forward.

Seeing that Fang Yun was still non-stop, the ten-headed demon king was not afraid, and even hoped that Fang Yun would get closer.

When the two sides were three miles apart, the flow immediately stopped, and the army of 100,000 accelerated again.

80,000 lancers descended the mountain like ten thousand tigers, and their momentum was like a rainbow.

The 20,000 archers directly bent their bows and shot arrows, and the long arrows containing various powers rained down on the ten great demon kings.

In the eyes of the Great Demon King, only the generals of War Poetry are somewhat threatened, and ordinary War Poetry soldiers are not vulnerable at all, and the Great Demon King has never been injured by War Poetry soldiers. However, Fang Yun was too famous after all, and among them, there were eight great demon kings who instinctively fused a trace of holy qi into the armor of qi and blood to protect their bodies.

However, the Wolf King and the Serpent King, who were good at attacking and killing and did not like protection, not only did not use the holy qi to protect them, but stepped forward, preparing to break the army first.

Thousands of arrows flew towards the Wolf King and the Snake King, the two Great Demon Kings were both three realms, and they trusted their own qi and blood armor incomparably, and they didn't even release other protective powers, so they wanted to use the strongest power in attack.

The two Great Demon Kings looked proudly ahead, letting the arrows fall on them.

These archers were strengthened by the Wumiao Wentai, and their attacks were extremely concentrated, and the two Great Demon Kings were huge, but in the blink of an eye, there were more than three hundred arrows hitting the bodies of the two Great Demon Kings.

The two Great Demon Kings first showed puzzled expressions, and then they were shocked, and their bodies suddenly erupted with violent qi and blood, and even used dozens of traces of holy qi to blow away all the arrows that hit them and were about to fly.

In the violent impact of qi and blood, the eyes of the two great demon kings were a little confused, because the two of them found that they had been hit by at least a hundred arrows through the qi and blood armor, and wounds appeared on their bodies.

The two Great Demon Kings were thinking helplessly, when would the Second Realm Great Confucian's Soldier Summoning Poem cause harm to the Third Realm Great Demon King? Generally speaking, even if the Three Realm Great Demon Kings did not use qi and blood armor, it was impossible for the weapons of the War Poetry soldiers to cause the slightest damage to them.

The skin and hair of the Great Demon King of the Three Realms are harder than steel!

After being confused, the two Great Demon Kings immediately felt that each arrow contained multiple terrifying powers, especially weak water, strange wind, two ancestor-level star powers, multiple Wenxin powers, and the inscrutable Holy Dao power, which actually drilled directly into the body.

Then, the two Great Demon Kings were frightened and retreated suddenly, and the Wolf King shouted: "Don't be hit by Fang Yun, his war poems are strange." ”

After these fourteen words were finished, the other eight-headed demon kings were actually cold all over their bodies and their bodies stiffened.

Because, after only saying fourteen words, the aura of the Great Demon King of the Two Heads and Three Realms plummeted to the Second Realm!

"How so!" the Wolf King examined himself in fear.

The Serpent King shouted: "There is a strange power in my heart core, which is constantly weakening my strength! I am consuming the Holy Qi to resist, if I don't use the Holy Qi, I would have fallen into an ordinary demon king by now." ”

The Snake Phantom King squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "In Fang Yun's battle poems, there is the power of the Holy Dao!"

"What!" the rest of the nine-headed Great Demon Kings were taken aback, and then looked at Fang Yun, completely incredulous.

"You two ......" the Snake Phantom King's voice suddenly stopped.

Some of the wolf king's cyan wolf fur turned yellow, and the scales of the snake phantom king also loosened and fell off.

Life expectancy is greatly reduced.

"Not good!" the Snake Phantom King suddenly looked at the twenty-headed spirit remains.

Except for the emperor's spirit remains, the remaining nineteen spirit bones were more or less hit by long arrows, on the surface, the spirit bones only had a few more wounds, but their aura was rapidly declining. All of the spirit remains of the Second Realm were lowered to the First Realm.

Fang Yun did not relax, and used Lian poems step by step, "Yong Qin Min", "Yumen Pass" and "Broken Loulan".

Qinghai Changyun Dark Snow Mountain,

The lonely city looks at the Yumen Pass from afar.

Yellow sand wears gold armor in a hundred battles,

If you don't break Loulan, you won't return it!

When the poem "Broken Loulan" was written, the sky was dark, the snow and yellow sand were flying all over the sky, and the radius of ten miles was shrouded in wild sandstorms.

I saw that in the falling snow and yellow sand, the qi and blood around the ten great demon kings rose, and those yellow sand and falling snow were like poison, quickly corroding the qi and blood of the demon kings and consuming their strength.

"No! don't hide your power!" the Snake Phantom King shouted, and the brown treasure pot in front of him suddenly exploded, and a huge wolf's head hammer slowly rose and quickly grew larger.

The surface of the pitch-black wolf's head hammer was glowing with a rich blood light, and the blood light appeared, like the sun shining on snow, whether it was the second round of arrows or the yellow sand in the sky, all of them melted away.

The half-saint burial treasure is powerful, and when the red light is sprinkled, it is actually going to kill 100,000 troops.

Fang Yun snorted coldly, and the Starfire Heavenly Sword behind him suddenly sped up, and a piece of fire swayed like a cloud, canceling out part of the power of the half-holy burial treasure.

There was still a part of the power of the Half-Saint Burial Treasure that fell among the 100,000 troops, and after seeing the armor formed by the power of the Traveling Stream, it completely collapsed after three flashes.

However, other than that, the 100,000 War Poet generals don't seem to have suffered any damage.

The ten-headed Great Demon King was dumbfounded, it was a half-holy burial treasure, although it couldn't be driven with all its strength now, it was definitely a real normal attack, and it was neutralized like this?

Shouldn't it be a holy relic that comes out and sweeps away all enemies?

The Snake Phantom King immediately recalled Fang Cai's details and said, "I see! It was the power of Fang Yun's family and the power of the Mysterious Saint Dao that offset the power of the Wolf Head Holy Hammer! He would definitely not be able to withstand the second blow! I could see that the power of the Starfire Heavenly Sword was limited and could not really attack us!"

As he spoke, the Snake Phantom King took a deep breath and poured a large amount of holy qi and his own qi and blood into the wolf-headed holy hammer.

I saw that the wolf-headed holy hammer suddenly became larger, a hundred feet high, and then gently smashed the air in front of him, as if nodding his head.

The Wolf's Head Holy Hammer did not rush in front of Fang Yun, but a huge translucent giant hammer with a radius of ten miles suddenly appeared in the sky above Fang Yun, carrying a terrifying power like a mountain overwhelming it, and smashed straight down.

The earth will collapse.

At this moment, Fang Yun's clear light behind him soared into the sky, resisting the giant hammer, and then the Holy Soul Wentai flew out of the clear light.

There are two statues of saints on the Holy Soul Table, one is Wang Jinglong and the other is Zhang Zhongjing.

I saw that the eyes of the statue of Wang Jinglong suddenly shimmered, as if it had come to life, and stretched out its index finger to the giant hammer, but without any power, the giant hammer in the sky suddenly cracked.

Then, the glimmer of light above the statue of Wang Jinglong faded, and the surface slowly cracked, full of spiderweb-like cracks.

In Fang Yun's family and country, the power of decay has decreased slightly.

The ten-headed demon king was completely stunned.

"Fang Yun only used the Wentai to resist the Wolf Head Holy Hammer once, is the Half-Saint Burial Treasure too weak, or is Fang Yun too strong?"

"Even if the Snake Phantom King only has four realms, using a single blow of the Half-Saint Burial Treasure is enough to hurt the emperor, why doesn't Fang Yun move at all?"

The Snake Phantom King didn't take a breath, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The rest of the Great Demon Kings looked at the Snake Phantom King nervously, at least until the emperor could control the Semi-Holy Burial Treasure many times, it was just the Four Realms, with the strength and holy qi of the Ancestral God Clan, it was indeed possible to use the Semi-Holy Burial Treasure, but it was used twice in such a short period of time, it had reached the limit, if it dared to use the Wolf Head Holy Hammer in a short period of time, it would inevitably hurt the root and completely cut off the possibility of canonization.

By this time, an army of 100,000 had already arrived.

The 80,000 cavalry was like a tsunami, instantly submerging the ten Great Demon Kings and twenty spirit corpses.

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