Chapter 2018 (2/2)

The barbarian emperor can smash the mountain peak and sink an island with one punch. Now he can smash more than ten miles of wild grass with one punch, but the problem is that no powerful emperor can solve the wild grass without hurting other barbarians.

Demon man only knows how to kill with the strongest power, and never considers who to save with repressive power.

”Try magic!”

Some barbarians who are proficient in magic immediately attack, but Fang Yun's anti enemy poem is too powerful, and all the wild grass is like crazy. Even if magic works occasionally, new wild grass ropes will be added immediately.

The high-level barbarians are at a loss. This poem has reached the realm of great Confucianism and poetry. Unless the holy demon comes, no emperor can solve it. On the contrary, there are some semi holy treasures that can directly kill wild grass, but those treasures are in the demon world.

The wolf looked at the incinerator hanging high in the sky and wanted to let those flames burn all the weeds, but it would also burn more than 90000 of the most elite barbarians.

Don't say pretty, even if the pretty king is stained with a spark in the incinerator, his body will turn into ashes in an instant.

”No!” Ao Xuan looked at the Terran in a hurry and anger.

Wolf yuan hurried to see it. In the raging fire, as the poem said, there was a wide road, which was connected to the end of heaven and earth, as if it could really be connected to Ning'an city.

All the way, green and divided into a sea of fire, just like a miracle.

The red world cannot suppress the vitality of poetry!

The hope of the Terran, even the flame of the throne, cannot be blocked!

”Forward!”

Zhang Po Yue took a deep breath and roared. His eyes were as bright as the moon. That was the light of hope.

The burning smell of fire is mixed with the aroma of wild grass.

With fire and grass, the Terrans run with all their strength.

”Damn Fang Yun!”

The wolf looked at Fang Yun who had gone away, and at more than 90000 barbarians who had been tortured or even killed by wild grass ropes. He wanted to burn Fang Yun directly with an incinerator, but he knew that before the flame met Fang Yun, the holy courtyard would kill all the grass barbarians.

This poem leads to the dispersion of power for the sake of area and duration. Those barbarian kings may only be injured and not die, but if they do not save those handsome barbarians, more than 90000 elites will be killed in battle.

After all, this is a poem to resist the enemy at the level of great Confucianism.

Many of the handsome princes trapped are descendants of langyuan.

They are the future barbarian kings or big barbarian kings, and they are the real reserve strength of the wolf barbarian family.

”Find a way to save them first!”

Langyuan immediately took many big barbarian kings to suppress their own strength. In a way they had never used, they were as clumsy as mechanism people's embroidery. They constantly smashed weeds with external force and used their blood to help those barbarian princes.

Many great barbarian kings curse while curing. They would rather face a hundred great Confucian war poems than a great Confucian resistance poem.

Ao Xuan sighed when she saw that the barbarians were so clumsy. The wisdom of the barbarians was far from that of the human race, so she had to go to the rescue in person. The exquisite use of the power of the dragon clan was far above that of the demon barbarians, so her strength was not as good as that of the barbarian emperor, and the number of barbarians rescued was more than that of the barbarian emperor.

There was chaos among the barbarians, and the Terrans withdrew calmly.

Among the army, countless people shouted their thanks to Fang Yun.

But Fang Yun sat on the ground and followed the team without saying a word.

Only those high literary scholars know that Fang Yun, like the last time, exhausted all his talents at one time in order to give full play to the greatest power of poetry. If there were not the power of ”cutting walls and stealing literary heart” at the moment, he would have fainted long ago.

Exhausting your talent with a hundred first battle poems will only make you tired, but exhausting it once will hurt your body.

Many scholars found that Fang Yun's complexion was wrong, so they successively used the Qi returning poem Quan Yuan Guan Shui to help Fang Yun.

However, it was soon stopped.

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