The fierce monarch only said three words, and the body of the True Dragon Ancient Sword suddenly accelerated, one, two, and three...... It has reached five sounds, that is, five times the speed of sound, and its speed is far greater than that of ordinary Hanlin.

The fierce king's eyes widened, he was one of the candidates for the next generation of the four talents, when he was in Hanlin, the fastest speed of the sword was only a little more than five sounds, but Fang Yun had the sword of five sounds as soon as he was pregnant, which was beyond the human race's cognition of the sword of the tongue.

The flight speed of the sword depends on the material and power of the sword, the time and control of the sword from flight to the maximum speed depend on the courage, and the flight stability of the sword depends on the condensation of talent.

The faster the sword, the stronger the sword sound of the talent formed.

In the process of flying, dragon scales appeared on the surface of the True Dragon Ancient Sword, enveloping everything except the blade!

"Run, run, run......" The fierce monarch shouted repeatedly, fine sweat instantly appeared on his forehead, but he didn't expect that Fang Yun was not only powerful in the sword poetry and Kaifeng poetry, but also in the quality of the tongue sword itself, far surpassing the children of the saint family.

What frightened the fierce monarch the most was Fang Yun's unique talent sword sound!

For example, Lei Jiu's talent sword sound is 'white frost', which originates from the cold Jiao of the pregnant sword, and the fierce king's own talent sword sound is even more vicious, it is 'breaking blood', once the enemy is stabbed, the wound is not only difficult to heal, but the bleeding will be accelerated.

However, no matter how strong the Talented Ancient Sword is, there is always a weakness, that is, the Talented Ancient Sword is between the virtual and the real after all, it is too fragile, once the demon is willing to pay the price, it can lightly hurt the Terran's Talented Ancient Sword, and the sword will crack and fail or even completely shatter.

The power of the Talented Ancient Sword does not depend on the lethality of the sword, but on how long it can last.

The fierce monarch never expected that Fang Yun's talented sword sound turned out to be a "dragon scale" that he had never had before, and he didn't need to think about it to know that dragon scales had a strong protective ability. It completely makes up for the only shortcoming of the talented ancient sword.

Before the fierce monarch shouted "run", the lion had already made a judgment, although the two true dragon ancient swords had the same power, their bodies were close, and the imitation swords were far in front of Fang Yun.

The lion roared, and the long lion's mane on his neck was immediately full of blood, bright red, and then all the manes were broken, and he flew towards Fang Yun's True Dragon Ancient Sword body, and the mane suddenly grew crazy during the flight. Woven into layers of large nets, enveloping Fang Yun's True Dragon Ancient Sword.

At the same time, the Wind God Wings on the Lion Delirium flickered slightly, allowing it to move away from the True Dragon Ancient Sword at an extremely fast speed.

The fierce monarch breathed a sigh of relief, a holy son of this level like the lion delusion, naturally he would try his best to learn the demon art that weakened the power of the human race, this demon art is really powerful, supported by the lionheart, demon demon and other forces, even the true dragon ancient sword of Wuming needs a few breaths to get rid of.

"How could it be ......," the Fierce Monarch suddenly looked at Fang Yun and muttered to himself. Because the imitation sword of the True Dragon Ancient Sword in front of Fang Yun disappeared!

A large amount of talent poured into the eyes of the Fierce Monarch, making the Fierce Monarch's eyes incomparably bright, enough to see through any illusion, but. He didn't see anything, only a military book appeared in front of Fang Yun.

The Fierce Monarch gasped, and suddenly it occurred to him that there was indeed an extremely terrifying art of war that could make the True Dragon Ancient Sword disappear silently.

"You actually took away my Han Xinbing book in the Holy Ruins!

As the Fierce Monarch spoke, Fang Yun's True Dragon Ancient Sword Imitation appeared behind the Lion Delirium.

Ming Xiu plank road. Secretly crossing Chen Cang.

The power of the art of war secretly crossed Chen Cang with the body of the real dragon ancient sword as a bait to tempt the lion delirium, but the imitation sword secretly crossed Chen Cang and came to the side of the lion delirium silently.

"Sneer......"

A sword cut out. Lion's left hind leg, half of his hips, and the left wing of Aeolian were cut off.

The lion delirium completely lost his balance, his body was crooked, he staggered to his feet, turned his head suddenly, and aimed at the True Dragon Ancient Sword Imitation Sword that still wanted to continue attacking, condensing the strength of his whole body to form the roar of the lion's heart.

A ten-zhang tall lion's head surrounded the lion's delirium, looking up to the sky and roaring, the surging power of qi and blood and the demonic evil turned into an invisible sound surging forward.

Even Fang Yun's True Dragon Ancient Sword Imitation was extremely powerful, it quickly retreated like a pebble that had been kicked away, and the ground in front of him exploded violently, blasting out a huge hole, and a large amount of dust flew forward.

As the roar of the lionheart spread outward, the sand and gravel on the ground undulated like a wave and advanced in all directions.

A few sandstorms formed by the condensation of sand and soil spread everywhere like a wall of storms.

The bodies of those Qinyin soldiers collapsed, and the general of the Dragon Barbarian Marquis also disappeared because he had been in existence for too long, but the horse barbarians transformed by the White Horse Haoxia were still there.

The White Horse Hero rushed in front of Fang Yun for the first time, and then his body exploded, but it canceled out seventy percent of the power.

Fang Yun obviously didn't face the roar of the lionheart, and on the side dozens of zhang away, there was a white horse hero to resist, but the power of Jinshi's protective treasure was shattered like glass.

Fang Yun hurriedly released the power of Wen Courage, part of the power was unloaded by the power of Wen Courage, and the other part penetrated the power of Wen Courage and fell on him.

Fang Yun only felt a giant hammer hit him, his eyes turned black, and he flew out with blood spitting blood in his mouth, leaving the dragon qi cloud, and finally fell heavily to the ground.

Fang Yun spat out another mouthful of blood and struggled to stand up, the baffle in front of him was made of metal, and it was already twisted, some of it even fell into the flesh, and his clothes were torn inch by inch.

A large amount of sand and soil tumbled, almost burying Fang Yun.

"Sure enough, he is the son of the Great Sage. Fang Yun hurriedly let the dragon qi cloud fly to his feet, stood up and looked around.

In front of the lion's delirium, a fan-shaped pit was formed, hundreds of zhang long, and the deepest part was five zhang, and the local environment was completely destroyed.

Fang Yun was on the edge of the fan-shaped pit.

The Fierce Monarch was extremely far away and could not attack Fang Yun, and the Lion Delirium not only used the extremely blood-consuming Lionheart's Roar, but also cut off half of his body, and finally lost his speed advantage.

The lion dragged the stump and rushed towards Fang Yun with its feet on the dragon qi cloud, its eyes were scarlet, and it roared loudly: "What a sinister and cunning Fang Yun! You knew that your talented ancient sword could not kill me with one blow, so you deliberately cut off my leg first and injured my Fengshen Wings." I've lost my speed advantage, and even if you don't make a move, it's enough to wait for Ao Huang and them to kill me, right?"

Fang Yun smiled slightly and said, "As the ashes left over from sharpening the sword, you are quite smart. After speaking, Fang Yun looked at the fierce monarch.

The fierce king's whole body stiffened, and he finally understood why the initial uneasiness came from. At the beginning, Fang Yun used the speed of Gu Jiaohou and Shi Delirium to stay away from him, and then decisively used the Jun Star Position, whether he killed Shi Delirium or Gu Jiaohou, he would use his talent Gu Sword to cooperate with Secretly Crossing Chen Cang to severely damage the other party.

As long as there are no two demons and no speed advantage, Fang Yun can easily chase and kill anyone with his powerful dragon qi cloud.

The dragon qi cloud of the fierce monarch was not even a quarter of Fang Yun's, and the speed was even more different from heaven and earth.

The Fierce Monarch finally realized that since the beginning of the battle, Fang Yun had no intention of killing him. Because he is not like Gu Jiaohou or Lion, who can escape at high speed.

Now, as long as Ao Huang arrives, the fierce monarch will definitely die.

Fang Yun quickly picked up Gu Jiaohou's drinking river shell and quickly retreated.

Unlike the Demon Barbarian Holy Son's Drinking Jiangbei, Gu Jiaohou's Drinking Jiangbei was not damaged in the slightest, Fang Yun did not have the power of the demon clan's qi and blood, so he couldn't open it, so he put it aside first and quickly took off the damaged clothes. Treat the injured body briefly, and finally change into a spare robe.

Fang Yun finally took a closer look at the injury, and was even more grateful to Di Luo in his heart, if it weren't for Di Luo. The roar of the lion's heart was enough to shock him to death, after all, it was the roar of the lion's heart, containing the power of the great sage in the veins of the lion's delirium.

The lion delirium was hit hard, and he could only rely on the dragon qi cloud movement to catch up with Fang Yun. Among all the demon barbarians who entered the Dragon Platform in the past dynasties, the dragon qi cloud under Fang Yun's feet could be called the first, and the lion delirium couldn't catch up at all.

Fang Yun looked at the lion delusion from afar. I had already calculated that the lion delirium would have a powerful way to save his life, but he didn't expect that it would be so strong that he could easily kill a Jinshi on the edge of dozens of zhang away.

The two True Dragon Ancient Swords flew back together.

The imitation sword was already tattered and could collapse at any time after withstanding the frontal blow of the Lionheart's roar, while the body of the True Dragon Ancient Sword was only entwined by the mane and was unscathed.

The fierce monarch stepped on the dragon qi cloud and continued to approach, he stared at Fang Yun's two true dragon ancient swords, the murderous intent in his heart was even stronger, Fang Yun calculated that the talent qi ancient sword might be damaged, so let the body be used as a bait, and the imitation sword would withstand the strongest impact.

Fang Yun didn't even look at the fierce monarch in the distance, looked at the lion and said, "Since you have consumed the life-saving technique, I will send you on your way!"

The imitation sword shattered and disappeared.

After Fang Yun finished speaking, he was about to use the sword summoning poem again, but he felt that the talent and courage in the Wen Palace were unstable, and realized that although the sword summoning poem was strong, it would eventually consume a lot of talent and courage to form, and the burden of continuous use on the talent and courage was too great.

Fortunately, it was Fang Yun, if it was another Jinshi, he could only use the Sword Summoning Poem once at most in a battle.

Fang Yun didn't care, looking at the True Dragon Ancient Sword, a mysterious connection was formed between his divine thoughts, courage, and talent and the True Dragon Ancient Sword.

The ancient sword roared, and the sword body was scaly, and it hit the lion delirium without any fancy.

The lion was slightly stunned, his right paw bent slightly, as if he was kowtowing in thanks, and then, with a low roar, all the qi and blood, demons and ancestral spirits in his body were all twisted together, and a translucent crown appeared on his head, and the blood armor of the king on his body once again emitted a golden and blood-penetrating light.

At this time, the lion delirium restored the wildness and ferocity of the demon clan, and under the encouragement of the power of qi and blood, he gradually went crazy, and his mind began to be controlled by the battle instinct, becoming a full demon warrior!

The lion fidelity swung out his right claw and slammed into the True Dragon Ancient Sword.

The lion's claw and the ancient sword met, bursting out a large number of waves of qi and emitting a strange roar.

In the blink of an eye, Fang Yun's True Dragon Ancient Sword seemed to be unable to withstand the power of the lion's claw, and flew out upside down.

However, neither the lion himself nor the fierce monarch in the distance had the slightest joy, and the Terran Jinshi who watched with a clairvoyant mirror from a distance cheered with joy.

Sima He exclaimed: "What a terrifying tongue and sword combo! Is this the strength of the Second Realm's literary courage and genius? In the blink of an eye, Fang Cai carried out at least ten consecutive strikes! Among us, at most seven strikes in the blink of an eye, right?"

Kong Detian said: "You are wrong, Fang Yunfang has just made at least twelve blows in the blink of an eye!"

Ao Huang pursed his lips and said, "It's fourteen blows!"

As soon as Ao Huang's words fell, the lion's right paw and half of his leg burst open. (To be continued......)