Chapter 827

"Boom!"

The hundred foot long gun hit the city tower of Yumen pass, and then a violent explosion was formed. Sparks splashed everywhere, which caused the whole Yumen Pass earthquake and slight cracks in the wall.

Qu Han Ge smiled calmly and said, "I have to say that this Liangzhou CI is the strongest Jinshi protection war poem in ancient and modern times. I admire it."

"Here and there, there are 360000 sergeants here. You can make my defensive war poetry crack with only 30000. Such power has surpassed the Jinshi position!"

Fang Yun dipped his brush in ink, but did not write immediately. Instead, he put his talent outside to attract the vitality of heaven and earth. Only in this way can the next first battle poetry be completed quickly.

Fang Yun opened his mouth and two real dragon ancient swords flew out. There is no need for the vitality of heaven and earth.

Then the real dragon and ancient sword were cut to the bow and crossbow team and the cavalry team.

"I expected you to be like this!"

As soon as Qu Hanse's voice fell, 60 teams suddenly disappeared in place and appeared around the two real dragon ancient swords. A whole 60000 people were connected together to form a towering white light column and trap the two real dragon ancient swords.

However, Fang Yun's real dragon ancient sword is really too strong, and Fang Yun's sword control skills are also very strong. The two swords suddenly take turns to hit a certain part of the light column, and a crack will appear in the blink of an eye.

Qu Han GE's face showed a slight surprise. Unexpectedly, Fang Yun's real dragon ancient sword was so powerful. He was trying to use the talent consuming "Duan". He flashed a little unwilling in his eyes and said, "no!"

He saw that 60000 sergeants appeared, connected with the previous 60000 people, and worked together to surround the real dragon ancient sword.

The white light column surrounding the real dragon ancient sword is more intense, which suppresses the speed of the original six Ming real dragon ancient sword to four Ming.

Fang Yun continued to control the sword, and the real dragon ancient sword continued to attack the weakness of the light column.

"It's worthy of being a talented ancient sword blessed by ZuLong's real blood." Qu Hanse sighed gently. The real dragon ancient sword is too strong. These pieces can't stop the two murderers at all.

"Break!"

Another 60000 soldiers appeared, uniting 120000 people before to form an 180000 army between Fang Yun and Zhenlong ancient sword.

An invisible force appeared, completely cutting off the connection between Fang Yun and the real dragon ancient sword.

Two real dragon ancient swords stopped in mid air, and Fang Yun remained motionless regardless of how he used his courage.

Qu Han GE's eyes showed a vicious color and said in a harsh voice, "I'll destroy your real dragon ancient sword today. Let you remember the name of Qu Han Ge and let your Fang family and Jingguo people remember the power of celebrating our country!"

On the viewing platform, scholars from all over the world were watching the literary war while whispering. When they saw this, they all shut up in surprise.

Qu Han Ge clearly has cut off the connection between Fang Yun and Zhenlong ancient sword, and will win soon. There is no need to destroy Zhenlong ancient sword at all.

Once Qu hangge destroys the ancient sword of the real dragon, Fang Yun will inevitably suffer damage to his courage. At least it will take more than ten years to repair the ancient sword of the real dragon, or at least he will completely lose his tongue and tongue, and his courage will fall down.

Before Fang Yun, only one of the nine people in the civil war was injured. He didn't deliberately destroy the other party's words with the power of the real dragon ancient sword.

People in Jingguo were worried about Fang Yun. Seeing here, they never expected Qu hangge to be so mean. They couldn't help but start scolding.

"Qu Hange, you old man, the general should have broken you up!" Zhang poyue was so angry that his beard trembled.

"If you defeated Fang Yun, you would have respected your great strength, but you clearly had the upper hand and could win without destroying the sword. But destroying the virtual saint's sword, you are almost against our king country and the whole human race! Beast!" he Ludong's teeth clenched.

"If you destroy the sword, the scholars in Jingguo will take a hundred times revenge!" Chen Jing shouted. At this moment, even if he is a child of an aristocratic family, he can't control it.

"Qu Han Ge, Ben long fuck your mother!"

Ao Huang finally broke out. He didn't speak all the time because he had an agreement with Fang Yun. He was afraid that Fang Yun would dislike him for making a mistake, but now he couldn't help it. The real dragon ancient sword was his own name.

However, Qu Han Ge could not hear the scolding of the people in the kingdom of Jing in the battlefield of Wen.

Many people in Qingguo resent Jingguo's scolding, but no one answered back, because although they want Qingguo to win, they don't want the empty words and swords of the noble human race to be destroyed.

In the absence of words, the ordinary talents and talents of the Terran are at a comprehensive disadvantage in the face of demon soldiers and demon generals. Although the top talents in the Terran are strong, they will lose when they encounter the top talents in the demon family.

However, with the sword of words, the ordinary Jinshi of the Terran can have the power to fight with the ordinary demon handsome, rather than being unable to compete at all. In particular, the geniuses in the Terran can fight against the top geniuses in the demon barbarians with their swords.

The sword of words is a force that can grow. Even if you go to the holy throne, it is also one of the main means of attack.

Destroying the real dragon ancient sword is equivalent to destroying nearly half of Fang Yun's strength.

Qingjun suddenly said loudly, "Qu Han Ge, how can you do this! Give up quickly!"

Jingguo people were stunned and couldn't help scolding in their heart. Qingjun was so disgusting. Mingming was very happy. He knew that Qu Han Song couldn't hear it, but he pretended to avoid being criticized by thousands of people and written criticism by historians. It was disgusting.

"Qing Jun!" Ao Huang's eyes flushed and glared at Qing Jun.

Qingjun's face remained unchanged, pretended to be confused and said, "what do you want from Prince Huang?"

"Ben long will do your mother too!" Ao Huang scolded again.

Qingjun's face turned purple.

He is a dignified monarch. There are only ten countries in the whole human race. In terms of reputation and status, the monarchs of the ten countries are only under the living virtual saints, and the status of those dead virtual saints can't compare with today's ten countries.

The royal families of the ten countries themselves are the top giants, and the wealth of the royal families of all countries exceeds that of the most declining semi holy families.

In front of the people of the ten countries, the emperor was so insulted. If Ao Huang was a scholar, he would have been directly captured by the temple.

Many scholars in the unhappy country look sarcastic. This matter may not be in the official history. Even if it is in the official history, it will be taken by one stroke, but the unofficial history will inevitably write a thick stroke, which is enough to make this laughing stock spread for a long time.

It's so interesting that the monarch of a country is scolded but it's hard to answer back.

"What a formality!" Zong Wuyuan denounced Ao Huang.

Ao Huang snorted coldly, glanced at Zong Wuyuan with a look of my pleasure, and then sat down at the table and continued to look at the Wen battlefield.

The fog butterfly kept flying around on Fang Yun's shoulder, flapping its wings, as if full of anger.

The ink girl hit the inkstone with her small fist, and her teeth itched.

Even the inkstone turtle, who had been trying to escape, glanced at Qu hangge with displeasure.

Fang Yun held the pen in his right hand and held it in his left hand. He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Qu hangge. His eyes were colder than the winter wind in the Shihan ancient land.

Fang Yun bit his teeth and said slowly, "Qu Jinshi, is that true?"

Seeing Fang Yun so angry, Qu Han Ge laughed and said, "it's true to destroy your sword and avenge your humiliation on me! I want you to see how I destroyed your real dragon ancient sword with your own eyes and let all Jingguo people know that Xiangzhou is our country and the whole Jingguo will be our country in the future! Jingguo can only look up to us forever!"