Chapter 812

Fang Yunsi didn't know what power Qiu Chongshan's Jiaoya ancient gun contained.

"I've exhausted my power in the book of war. Because I use it repeatedly, I consume a lot of courage. Moreover, Qiu Chongshan is a famous old general. He has observed six literary wars and knows my habits and methods like the back of his hand. I'm afraid he has a way to restrain me. At the same time, Qiu Chongshan is also one of the three people with stars."

Fang Yun kept thinking.

"It's a good thing for me that Qiu Chongshan can't use the power of stars if he only fights with his lips and tongues. However, if he only uses his lips and tongues, I will lose. There is no Tibetan front poem or sword calling poem. The real dragon ancient sword is better than Jiaoya ancient gun in terms of material and speed. After all, he has trained for more than 50 years, and the jiaosheng dragon horn has been strengthened."

After thinking for a moment, Fang Yun said, "if you only talk about words, the younger generation laments that they are inferior. If you force the competition beyond your capacity, you will undoubtedly lose. But the competition between literature and war is a comprehensive strength, and I will not dare to refuse."

Many people on the observation platform nodded secretly. Fang Yun's words were sincere. He neither put on the airs of falsehood and said that Qiu Chongshan did not deserve to mention this condition, nor ridiculed Qiu Chongshan. He only used his own strength to talk about things and show the style of a scholar.

Most importantly, although Qiu Chongshan left the dangerous place alone, he also made great achievements and was given astral power by Qingguo Xi Sheng. If Fang Yun ridiculed the person who made great achievements, he would have nothing to say if others attacked him in the future.

A few officials of Jingguo looked in the direction of Qingguo unhappily, secretly scolded Qingjun and sent Qiu Chongshan, a sick and meritorious old scholar. If Fang Yun was a little too extreme in words, Qingguo would make a big fuss and make many people dislike Fang Yun.

This is the dispute between scholars. There is no wind and waves in the open, but there is a sharp edge in the dark.

"In that case, I don't insist, but... You should have the consciousness of failure!" Qiu Chongshan looked at Fang Yun, as if 100000 sergeants were shouting in his eyes, full of killing intention and war intention.

Qiu Chongshan is obviously very thin, but in everyone's eyes, it seems to be transformed into a huge mountain, connected to the sky and grounded below.

Fang Yun saw a holy dragon across the sky in Qiu Chongshan's eyes!

When the sky was dark, Fang Yun blinked and found himself in the waist deep snow. The cold wind was biting. The sky was filled with goose feather like snow, and the world was white.

Suddenly, hundreds of feet ahead, a breath far colder than the cold wind rushed to the sky, and then a strange dragon chant rang through the world.

"Ang..."

The snowflakes within ten miles were emptied in an instant.

Fang Yun saw a ten foot long talent ancient gun flying straight ahead. The talent ancient gun was covered with lifelike dragon scales. On the surface of the ancient gun, there was a three foot long blue dragon shadow.

When the real name of Jiaoya ancient gun appeared, I saw that the blue Jiaolong's eyes were flowing with golden light, his body exuded unspeakable power, and there was a faint smell of holy throne!

It is true that the real dragon ancient sword was bred with the bone of the real dragon, but it is only a young dragon. However, the Jiaoya ancient gun is honed with the Dragon horn of jiaosheng. It is congenitally deficient, but the honing the day after tomorrow is far better than a hundred chips.

Fang Yun felt the breath of the holy throne, and the legend of the secret way misled people.

The real name of Jiaoya ancient gun comes from Jiaolong's power, but the talent sword sound is due to the evolution of jiaosheng's breath. The talent sword sound is the same as the real name, and the power has no couple!

At the moment when Jiao Ya's ancient gun flew out, Qiu Chongshan pointed at Fang Yun, and Fang Yun's hair stood up!

Fang Yun never expected that this mountain was so decisive and ruthless. Just after the war, he not only used all the power of Jiaoya ancient gun, but also directly used the semi holy star given to him by Xi Sheng!

Xi Sheng is a semi saint of historians.

The power of historians is not strong at ordinary times. Even before the University, there is no real attack power. However, from the University, the power of historians can be brought into play and control the past and future. Once it is applied to the extreme, it is extremely terrible and no less than any holy way.

Because the historian's holy book spring and autumn is also the Confucian holy book, Confucius is also the historian's leader, and Sima Qian, the historian, respects Confucius as the historian's sage.

Historian half saint has the same name in the demon world.

Lord of time!

The power of the historian's semi Saint may not be the strongest, but it is definitely the most difficult to die. Therefore, Xi saint will not die even if he is older than all the semi saints of the Terran.

Fang Yun knew that he had no time to use Zang Feng's poem. He immediately spit out the real dragon ancient sword and greeted the Jiaoya ancient gun. At the same time, he used his heart and wrote the sword calling poem "Dragon Sword poem", ready to call out the second real dragon ancient sword to avoid falling into a greater disadvantage.

While writing the poem of calling the sword, Fang Yun stared at Qiu Chongshan to confirm what kind of historian's power Qiu Chongshan's astral power was.

Behind Qiu Chongshan, an empty shadow of a hundred feet old man appeared. The old man had empty eyes and looked up at the sky. A long river like water and stars passed behind him.

Qiu Chongshan's body was slightly shocked. While pointing to Fang Yun with his index finger, he recited: "history is like passing water, gone but no return. It is vast up and long down."

Fang Yun almost failed to write the poem of calling the sword, but fortunately, he continued to write the longer poem of calling the sword.

After Qiu Chongshan finished, he saw Xi Sheng's figure behind him grasping at the air. He didn't know what he had broken. He saw countless colorful lights like spring water jet.

The colorful lights are as like as two peas in Qiu Chongshan's side.

Fang Yun was shocked and a shadow flashed on his face. Just Jiaoya ancient gun was enough to let him go all out. Now Qiu Chongshan went back to time and shaped him with the power of historian's star position, which is equivalent to two Qiu Chongshan fighting!

Indeed as like as two peas, when the second hills appear, they will immediately spit out the same ancient teeth. The same gun body is covered with scales, and the same dragon virtual shadow is wrapped outside the gun body. The Dragon virtual shadow also emits a very faint smell of holy throne.

Only now did Fang Yun understand why Qiu Chongshan became the eighth of the ten Jinshi, why Qiu Chongshan gained such a great reputation, and why Qiu Chongshan was a strong competitor for the next generation of ten Jinshi.

Jiaoya ancient spear came head-on with the momentum of ten thousand mountains.

The ancient gun is not as flexible as the tongue sword, nor as fast as the tongue sword. However, the strength of the talent ancient gun is several times that of the talent ancient sword.

At the critical moment, when the poem "calling the sword" was completed, Fang Yun opened his mouth and a golden light flew out. The imitation sword of the real dragon ancient sword met the second Jiaoya ancient gun.

Fang Yun is glad that he has made the right choice. He uses the poem of calling the sword instead of other war poems. Otherwise, he can only use the astrological power of the demon ancestor.

Suddenly, Fang Yun found that the speed of his two real dragon ancient swords had slowed down. He guessed that it was affected by the astral power. As long as the astral power of Qiu Chongshan passed, he had a great chance to win.

The speed of the real dragon ancient sword itself is faster than that of the Jiaoya ancient gun. Even if it is restrained by the astrological power of Qiu Chongshan, it is no slower than that of the Jiaoya ancient gun.

Fang Yun was thinking about how to survive the power of astrology. Suddenly, he panicked and looked at Qiu Chongshan in amazement!