Fang Yun suddenly smiled coldly, when dealing with that Xiucai, he only used a tenth of an inch of talent.

After the talent tempered by the five movements of Wenqu Xing, the majestic Wengong with ancient murals, first got the thundering sound, and then climbed the four mountains, when the talent was fighting, Fang Yun's strength was a hundred times that of ordinary talents!

Suddenly, the wind around Fang Yun's body strengthened again, while the wind around Feng Shaoyu's body continued to weaken.

"What's the matter! You cheat!" Feng Shaoyu couldn't help but be shocked, although he was arrogant on the surface, he had been studying hard, and he had worked extremely hard for the rise of the Zongheng family, and he had great confidence in his talent and Wen Gong, which was more than three percent stronger than when Fang Yun played against Xiucai before.

But now, Fang Yun's talent and Wen Gong strength suddenly increased, and it was twice as much as his!

The people of Qingguo could hardly believe their eyes.

"Could this Fang Yun also be a half-saint lineage, even if it is the outstanding disciples of the Yasheng family and the Confucius family, it is only to this extent, right?"

"It's over, I really shouldn't have listened to the instigation of those few people to come to Jingguo Wendou! This Fang Yun is not only famous, but even his foundation is so solid! No wonder he can go up to the Three Mountains and Three Pavilions!"

A look of shame flashed on Xi Molu's face, he was a child of a half-saint family, but he was inferior to Fang Yun in terms of talent and solidity!

Many nervous Jingguo people breathed a long sigh of relief, they scolded Feng Shaoyu before out of a lack of self-confidence, subconsciously thinking that although Feng Shaoyu was not as good as a disciple of the Semi-Holy Family, he was also a genius of Qingguo, Fang Yun was still a talent after all, and Wen Dou's talent was very likely to fail, but now, they were completely relieved.

Feng Shaoyu suddenly shouted: "Fang Yun can't beat me, you cheated first! I want to break his Wen Palace with Wen and give me justice!"

I saw Feng Shaoyu turn over his hand, and a golden page appeared in his hand. The page suddenly stood up, and the word "for" was written on it.

Great Confucian True Text.

As soon as the hearts of the people in Jingguo fell, they were mentioned to their throats.

"Brute!" Ning Zhiyuan suddenly shouted.

"I'm going to kill you!" said one of the mentioners.

Countless Jingguo people scolded.

Even the five or six Qingguo people who originally supported Feng Shaoyu were angry, but they didn't expect him to dare to do this, since he first replaced his own punishment with the Great Confucian Zhenwen, and then hurt Fang Yun. Even if Feng Shaoyu will not be punished again by the strength of the Holy Temple, he will be pointed out by Wanfu, and Qingguo's literary name will inevitably be greatly hit.

Feng Shaoyu was laughing, he knew that as long as Fang Yunwen Palace was hit hard, he would inevitably be punished. Qingguo will lose the Feng family at most, but it can completely abolish the hope of Jingguo's rise, everything is worth it!

An invisible force fell on the Great Confucian True Text, completely destroying it, and at this moment, Feng Shaoyu laughed wildly and mobilized the strength of the literary courage, in a vain attempt to smash Fang Yun's Wen Palace.

Fang Yun was not only not afraid, but showed pity.

The smile on Feng Shaoyu's face suddenly froze, as he suddenly realized that his literary courage was like an egg hitting a boulder. Then a harder, taller, and heavier mountain emerged from the boulder, smashing the Wen Palace and breaking the Wen Gall.

Feng Shaoyu heard the continuous strange cracking sound and looked at Fang Yun blankly. A thought popped up in my mind.

"He is just a showman, how can he have the courage to write? How can he achieve the first level of courage and toughness like grass and trees?"

"Poof......" Feng Shaoyu's head suddenly made a muffled sound, and everything in the Wen Palace, Wen Courage, and Talent all burst out, and then blood sprayed out from all the places in his eyes, nose, ears, and mouth. There was also a lot of debris mixed in the blood.

Feng Shaoyu slowly fell to the ground, and a large amount of blood flowed out from the seven orifices.

Feng Shaoyu died.

There was silence.

"Good for the holy punishment!" cried out one of them.

"The saint really can't tolerate such a person!"

"You deserve it!"

Everyone thought it was a holy punishment of the saints.

All the people of Qingguo are as pale as earth, and the holy punishment of the demi-saints is rarely used in such an extreme way. But once this method is used, it means that the demi-saint is really angry, and everyone knows the temper of the eastern saint.

Xi Molu heard a sound of silk threads breaking in his ears, and then he thundered like five thunders, his body shook, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Brother Xi, what's wrong with you?" a Xiucai hurriedly helped Xi Molu, he was a member of the half-saint family, he must not make any mistakes, he must be well-treated.

Xi Molu suddenly cried, but his eyes were not tears, but blood.

At this moment, he finally understood that he was actually deceived by the Zongheng family's Zongheng technique!

Na Xiucai was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly jumped back like a frightened rabbit.

"Blood...... The bloodline is cut off!" That Xiucai pointed at Xi Molu, so frightened that he couldn't say a word.

All the people of Qingguo scattered in all directions as if they were hiding from the plague god, and one person even knocked over his chair and fell to the ground because he retreated too quickly.

Even those officials were frightened and scattered, and now no one went to see the dead Feng Shaoyu, and they all looked at Xi Molu.

No one expected that things would turn out like this, and they actually forced the half-saint Xi Yunxiao to cut off his bloodline, for scholars, this is a punishment that is more terrible than holy punishment, which means that Xi Molu will have nothing to do with the Xi family, and even his immediate family only dares to associate with him in secret.

Xi Molu's eyes were bloody, he fell to his knees, raised his head and screamed: "Holy Ancestor, I was wrong! I was wrong! I shouldn't forget the righteousness of the human race for my own kindness! I shouldn't know that you don't want to participate in the Holy Dao controversy and strayed into it! I shouldn't be in the company of people like the Zongheng family who do everything! I shouldn't! I shouldn't! If I hadn't been in the Zongheng Technique, I would never have done such a thing! Even if I was in the Zongheng Technique, I didn't think about harming the luck of the party! Holy Ancestor, spare me, I won't dare anymore! I won't dare anymore......

Xi Molu said that after the most abrupt reluctance, he kowtowed to the ground suddenly.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

He actually kowtowed with all his might, it was simply smashing, smashing the ground and shaking constantly.

However, he received no response.

I don't know how many times Lu Dao kowtowed, Xi Molu finally stopped, looked up to the sky and shouted: "Holy Ancestor Grandpa is above, Molu is unkind, unjust, disloyal, and unwise, adding pollution to Qingguo, and making my Xi family's ancestors and ancestors lose face! Although he is no longer a member of the Xi family, he no longer has the blood of the Xi family. But since I have committed the great sin of rebellion, I will never live in the world. Today, I thank the world with my death! I pour my talent and resentment into the pen I carry with me, and all the war poems that kill the demon barbarians and the Zongheng family will be at the cost of my life and life, and the killing intent will be full of heaven! This pen is given to Fang Yun, I hope to forgive me for my great sins! The rats of the Zongheng family, you must not die a good death! You must not die a good death!

After Xi Molu finished speaking, he held the brush he carried with him and injected all his talent, courage and other strength into the brush. Throw it at Fang Yun, and then stretch out his palm and slap it on his forehead.

The palace burst, the seven orifices bled out, and he fell to the ground.

The demi-saint family lifted Xi Molu to death.

No one spoke, and the breeze blew unusually loudly.

Fang Yun held the blood-stained brush, shocked by Xi Molu's heroism, and then slowly walked over, squatted down, and stretched out his hand to put his hand on Xi Molu's open eyes.

"I forgive you. ”

Fang Yun's hand swept over.

Xi Molu's eyes closed. The bleeding stopped, and the blood-stained face was very serene.

A person who could have died on the battlefield, but died under the tricks of the Zongheng family and the miscellaneous family, Fang Yun felt a faint pain in his heart.

Fang Yun stood up. Holding Xi Molu's hand hard, he gritted his teeth, then let go, looking at the remaining few people in Qingguo.

"In order to make me study, people will die less in front of the Academy. If Qingguo does not apologize to my Jingguo Road, if the black hand who harmed my Jingguo army and people last year does not thank the world with death, wait for me to become a person and go down to the book mountain. Biwen Dou Qingguo! Wait for me to become a Jinshi, Biwen Fight a state! Wendou, continue!"

Fang Yun raised his head high, looking at those Qingguo people with undisguised contempt and sadness in his eyes.

Many young people have red circles under their eyes.

Lu Yu wiped a handful of tears and scolded: "This group of dogs from the Zongheng family of the miscellaneous family is too harmful! Especially the Zongheng family, whoever practices the Zongheng technique in the future will break with me!"

A Qingguo raised people to half-kneel on the ground, sighed, and said: "I shouldn't forget the righteousness of the human race because of a moment of anger, this Wendou, I was wrong, very wrong." I shattered the palace to thank the world!"

This Qingguo raised the head of the person immediately made a crisp cracking sound, and then swayed to stand up, slowly walked out, everyone gave way to a way, no matter what happened before, since the broken Wen Palace, the road in the future was completely cut off, and he could only be an uncivilized person for the rest of his life.

As soon as the other Qingguo people saw this scene, they immediately understood that if they continued to fight with Fang Yunwen, let alone Wen Dan Wen Palace, they would not even be able to keep their bodies, and it would be impossible for the divine fruit of the Birth Fruit to be used on them.

As a result, the rest of the people broke their own literary courage, and Xiucai broke their own literary palace.

Because they were broken by themselves, their consciousness is very clear, but it is difficult to advance in the Wen position from now on, because of the external force that shatters the Wen Gong Wen Gall, there is still a chance to repair it, but if they are broken, they will completely deny themselves, and they will never recover.

The officers of the Academy of Literature disposed of the bodies of Feng Shaoyu and Xi Molu, and sent them back to Qingguo after they were buried.

Many people whispered about the severance of blood, but they didn't expect that such a thing that only existed in legends would happen in front of their eyes.

As long as the demi-saints of the half-saint family are alive, many descendants do not dare to do anything too out of the ordinary, for fear of being cut off from the bloodline, but it is the family of those saint ancestors who are not afraid of cutting off the bloodline, and they are very bold.

Fang Yun walked out of the ring and was immediately surrounded by his classmates, and they started talking.

"Well, I didn't expect it to be like this. The Zongheng family is so infuriating!"

"There's no way, the holy way is contending, and the soft-hearted are all dead. ”

"Fang Yun, how can your talent and Wen Gong be more powerful than lifting people? It seems that your half-saint teacher is very good to you. Now it's okay, no one should dare to harm you with despicable means in the future. You are so powerful, you are not afraid of civil fighting. ”

"However, do you really want Wen Dou Qingguo?" asked Li Yuncong worriedly.

Everyone also closed their mouths and waited for Fang Yun's answer.

Fang Yun nodded heavily, and said, "I have to do this! Qingguo is too much, if all countries are like this in the future, the human race will be enslaved by the demons sooner or later! If I do this, I may not be able to completely prohibit this kind of thing from happening, but I will definitely be able to curb them to the maximum! Let them know how much this kind of thing costs!"

"I'm afraid it's time for Dongsheng to do it......" one of the lifters said in a low voice. (To be continued......)

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