"Empty ......"

There was a strange sound from the blue peak, and then I saw the silver light flickering in it, and I saw three other silver tentacles swaying out, each tentacle was covered with dense blood-colored suckers, and the sharp teeth on the suckers continued to expand and contract, like chewing and biting.

Finally, a huge suction cup with a diameter of more than ten zhang came out of the mountain, the round suction cup was located at the junction of the four tentacles, and the internal teeth were arranged in a circle, with seven layers, constantly wriggling and biting, extremely hideous.

The severed tentacles quickly grew, and the arms of the four ten-person arms were like four giant dragons, rolling or patting, or pumping or poking, all attacking Fang Yun together.

At the same time, an aura full of fierceness and evil instantly enveloped a hundred miles.

The Great Confucian Cloud of the Four Realms looked up with a frightened look on his face, and a black mist loomed in his eyes, and he instinctively retreated backwards to escape, and after three breaths, he suddenly stopped, and there was still a look of horror in his eyes.

He gritted his teeth, but his body was shaking, and then with all his strength he took out a copy of Mencius, which he majored in, and slowly whispered it word by word.

As he continued to recite, the shaking amplitude of his body slowly decreased.

The invisible ferocity was there all the time, and Yun Yangzhao didn't dare to stop, while reciting, he looked at the fortune ahead.

Yun Yangzhao was stunned for a moment, almost forgetting that he had to read the scriptures to contend with it, and then hurriedly continued to read while continuing to look at Fang Yun in surprise.

Fang Yun seemed to have no effect, completely unaffected by the fierce intent, and just stood there so naturally.

Yun Yangzhao suddenly showed a look of shame, and finally remembered what Yi Zhishi said before, it seems that Fang Yun's rule is indeed successful, not a small success, but a big success, at this point, the rest of the Confucians are far behind.

Looking at Fang Yun's tall and majestic but obviously somewhat young figure, Yun Yangzhao sighed softly, and then showed a look of relief.

"In the world of the human race, a young man finally stretched out his hand and stood up!"

Yun Yangzhao continued to watch the battle,

At first, the teeth were just a temptation, but soon, I saw that the four tentacles began to accelerate, swinging faster and faster, and soon broke through the sound barrier, and every time they waved, they would make a piercing sound, especially the tips of the tentacles, and the sound formed had become a powerful attack force.

Yun Yangzhao only felt that Fang Yun had been shrouded in tentacle phantoms in the sky, like a sapling in a storm, swaying and could be destroyed at any time.

Yun Yangzhao only looked at it for a while, then he felt slightly dizzy, and his heart was horrified, he didn't expect the tentacles of this murderous creature to be so ferocious, and he was obviously ranked among the great Confucians of the Four Realms, and it was difficult to see the movement trajectory of the tentacles.

Yun Yangzhao made a little calculation and found that not only the Four Realms, but even the Great Confucian of the Five Realms could hardly capture this terrifying attack speed, and only the level of the writer could see this terrifying attack clearly.

Fang Yun has not released his family and country to the world until now, except for using the three imperial corpses to attack, that is, using conventional war poems and verbal sword attacks.

Yun Yangzhao was very surprised, it was not surprising that the three imperial corpses each blocked a tentacle, but Fang Yun's battle poems and tongue sword could also capture the trajectory of the tentacles, and a single True Dragon Ancient Sword could easily block the attack of a tentacle. There was even an occasional war poem that flew near the vital point of the tooth, around the largest suction cup mouth.

Now, among the huge tentacles flying in the sky, Fang Yun actually gave people a feeling of being as stable as Mount Tai.

"Fang Xu's Holy Fruit is very ......"

Yun Yangzhao sighed softly, and then suddenly sighed softly, and found that he had not recited "Mencius", and the murderous intent was still there, but he was no longer affected.

Yun Yangzhao took a closer look, and saw that Fang Yun had just released the power of his family and country, a power full of decay and decay spread between heaven and earth, and the ferocious intent was like a withered yellow leaf, withering and dissipating.

"This is the mysterious holy Dao power he used in battle before......" Yun Yangzhao's eyes lit up.

The moment Fang Yun was out in the world, his originally calm gaze suddenly changed and became extremely focused.

Fang Cai is completely observing the strength of this tooth, preparing for the rest of the murderous creatures in the future, and now after figuring it out, he is ready to kill it!

The tooth has four tentacles and sharp suction cup teeth, but there is an ancient demon that can restrain it to a certain extent.

The annals of the historian appeared in front of him, and Fang Yun read softly.

"Weeping silk, born ancient sand plain, no leaves and no branches, with roots as content, three zhang a day, thousands of years into the river, thousands of vine leaves, turned into a demon ......"

I saw that the Shidao Stone Gate appeared behind Fang Yun, and inside the Shidao Stone Gate, there was a mighty river of history.

A hundred-foot-tall white giant tree jumped out of the long river of history and appeared beside Fang Yun. The tree also has a trunk and branches, but the difference is that it does not grow leaves, but instead has 30,000 vines with an extremely smooth surface.

Each rattan glows with a faint glow, and each rattan has a pattern of different colors, and the style is weird, and the future eccentric painting school is far behind.

The ancient demon of the three realms, hanging silk.

Yun Yangzhao was dumbfounded, he never expected that Fang Yun would be able to cultivate the annals of history to such an extent, this is a realm that can only be achieved by a scholar who specializes in history, and besides, no one in the history of the human race has ever been able to summon the ancient demon from the long river of history, and neither can the saints!

I saw that the long vine of hanging silk swung slightly, and it suddenly shot like a sharp arrow into the huge suction cup mouth of the teeth, making a piercing sound of breaking the air.

With a loud scream, he suddenly closed the mouth of the large suction cup, and then used four tentacles to resist.

The dense tens of thousands of rattans were all blocked by the four tentacles, but in the next moment, the four tentacles suddenly expanded.

Because thousands of rattans actually drilled into the suction cups of the tentacles, constantly expanding the tentacles.

The teeth of the tooth are very sharp, but the surface of all the rattans of the silk is full of mucus, so that the teeth of the teeth cannot be closed smoothly, coupled with the decaying power of the holy qi and Fang Yun contained in the silk, the teeth can not bite off all the rattans, and the time it takes for its suction cup to bite off one is enough for two rattans to drill in.

Moreover, each bitten rattan grows rapidly.

After a few breaths, both Fang Yun and Yun Yangzhao could see that the silk could not kill the tooth at all, it could only restrict its movement, if the stalemate continued, the silk of the three realms would inevitably be defeated by the tooth.

However, there is still luck.

Under the cover of the weeping silk rattan, the True Dragon Ancient Sword silently hit the huge sucker of the teeth, strangled the seven layers of teeth all the way, penetrated them, leaving behind a terrifying withering power, and quickly turned back.

The seven-pattern true dragon ancient sword is indestructible!

"Empty...... Empty...... Empty ......"

The tooth kept screaming in pain, but it couldn't solve the draping silk in a short period of time, and after being pierced ten times by the True Dragon Ancient Sword, the power of the withering power appeared.

The realm of the tooth fell straight from the emperor to the five realms.

The tooth suddenly flinched desperately, trying to escape, but its tentacles were already entangled in the silk drape.

After only three breaths, the True Dragon Ancient Sword slashed it with one sword.

Fang Yun's mountain island reached the Blue Mountain Peak once again, and continued to devour the Blue Mountain, while devouring the teeth.

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