What about the awakened scholar?Transfer directly to Confucianism and Sword Immortal

But it's a pity that what Fang Mu is most afraid of is mental attack!

woohoo-

The corners of Fang Mu's clothes moved automatically without wind, and the [Gentleman's Spirit] came out mightily, directly suppressing the roar that came like a storm.

The suddenly suppressed monster seemed to have something stuck in its throat, unable to spit it out or swallow it, which was very uncomfortable.

However, although this guy has no intelligence, Gao Songxiao is behind him, so he didn't intend to defeat Fang Mu with this attack.

He knew that Fang Mu had the ability to restrain ghosts, so this was just a tentative blow.

"The tyrannical ghost has been planted in his soul, even if the mental attack is useless to you, the purest physical attack blessed is not something you can bear..."

On the other end of the monitoring, Gao Songxiao thought so.

His mind now sank into the monster's body, controlling it to attack Fang Mu.

boom--

The hard floor of the hall was shattered directly, countless flying stones were splashed, and the breeze flowed under Fang Mu's feet, and his figure moved away quickly.

"This guy's attack strength has reached the level of a fifty-level elite monster..."

Fang Mu analyzed the monster's combat power.

After the second turn, it is no longer so easy to leapfrog the level, especially the tenth level.

Of course, this is only for ordinary fighters, and Fang Mu...

"Give me an upgrade to the lore poem!"

Millions of experience directly raised [Xia Ke Xing] to level six, which is a watershed in the skill level. After passing, its power will increase by an order of magnitude.

Fang Mu's eyes were full of light, and between closing and opening, there was endless fighting spirit.

"Zhao Keman, Hu Ying, Wu Goosen, Xueming."

"The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a shooting star."

"Kill a person in ten steps, and leave a thousand miles behind!"

"Hello."

……

Lines of words flashed through his mind quickly, and then turned into a surging force that flowed through his limbs and bones, and finally merged into the Qinglian Sword in his hand.

Fang Mu's figure was swimming in the hall, and the huge monster behind him was chasing wildly.

Every time it landed an attack, it could smash the ground into big holes. Any fighter over 40 levels would be smashed into a pulp on the spot.

Its whole body is full of tyranny.

Gao Junhao and the others hid on the second floor, looking down through the gap, they all worried for Fang Mu.

But the latter was not in a hurry, like strolling in a garden, darting freely in the already dilapidated hall.

Fang Mu didn't cut out the sword immediately, but blessed it again before that.

"Ten years of sharpening a sword, Frostblade has never tried it."

Waves of power continued to circulate in the Qinglian Sword, and the sword glow that lingered on it became sharper and sharper.

Looking at the stalemate, Gao Songxiao felt impatience in his heart.

He frantically urged the monster to bombard Fang Mu, completely ignoring the bulging blood vessels on the monster's body, which was already on the verge of explosion.

"You have nowhere to escape!"

At this time, Fang Mu had been cornered.

Gao Songxiao was overjoyed, and directly forced the monster to activate its skills.

Storm armor stab!

The armor on the black-scaled monster fell off and turned into a violent storm, rushing towards Fang Mu overwhelmingly.

And at this time, Fang Mu's accumulation has been completed.

In his mind, the last verse appeared.

"Show the king today, who has any injustice!"

Blossoming green lotuses are blooming brilliantly, and the sword energy is criss-crossing.

The endless milky white sword energy spread all over the monster's body in an instant, locking it firmly in place, cutting at a speed that cannot be detected by the naked eye.

The black armor scales that had just fallen off were also shrouded in it, colliding with the sword energy and sparking dazzling sparks.

But it didn't last long, the scales, which were as hard as steel, were broken into dross, turned into powder and fell to the ground.

And the body of the black-armored monster was disintegrated inch by inch, divided into hundreds of pieces and collapsed to the ground.

Completely turned into a puddle of minced meat!
"what!"

Gao Songxiao only felt that his soul was torn apart, and the picture changed suddenly, and he returned to his body.

He didn't come back to his senses for a long time, like a frozen log.

At that moment just now, he actually felt an unprecedented death crisis.

"This sword move is really terrifying..."

It is completely different to experience it personally and to see it on the monitor.

Gao Songxiao was shocked beyond measure.

Still lingering in his heart was the pure murderous aura that rushed towards his face, as well as the awe-inspiring righteousness contained in the murderous aura.

It made him feel as fragile as an ant.

Gao Songxiao looked at the surveillance screen, and on the other end, Fang Mu also looked at the camera in the corner.

He seemed to have discovered something, and the corners of his mouth could not help but twitch slightly.

brush--

A sword qi flew over, directly smashing the cameras.

The screen in front of Gao Songxiao's eyes was instantly extinguished.

"Bastard!"

Gao Songxiao was so angry that he smashed the table beside him with his fist, his teeth itching with hatred, he felt Fang Mu's contempt and ridicule.

This is provoking yourself!
He gritted his teeth, but finally heaved a long sigh.

Today, the power of the World Envoy Organization in Anyang Base City is basically close to zero, and there is no chance of besieging and killing Fang Mu again.

As for his own shot, it is obviously impossible.

He cared more about his own life than Fang Mu's.

"So what if I can't kill you, Anyang Base City will be destroyed sooner or later! At that time, I will let you suffer the pain of all the deaths of everyone you know! Tsk tsk tsk..."

……

the other side.

After smashing the monitoring screen, Fang Mu couldn't hold back and knelt down on one knee, holding the Qinglian sword firmly in his hand to keep his body from falling.

[Kaifeng Poetry - Frost Blade] has a characteristic, that is, the longer it is maintained, the greater the power of its bonus. Of course, it also consumes more energy.

This feature comes from the first line of the poem "Ten years of sharpening a sword", and Fang Mu has been struggling for a long time, and now he is exhausted all over his body.

At this moment, any random little monster would kill him.

Fang Mu adjusted his breathing, and on the system interface, classic books radiated light, helping him to recover continuously.

Realizing that the battle was over, Gao Junhao helped the old principal down the broken stairs, and seeing the monster that had been chopped into pieces, he was terrified.

"Has Fang Mu's strength reached such a terrifying level?"

With the explosive fighting power of this monster, even the instructor Hong Feng might not be able to parry it.

But Fang Mu was able to kill it with his own strength, which can no longer be described simply by the word horror.

But -

evildoer!

Full of monsters!
Now Gao Junhao no longer has the slightest intention of competing with Fang Mu, because the gap between the two is so big that he cannot have any dissatisfaction.

"I'm afraid he has already reached the range of geniuses in China's first echelon, right?"

Thinking of the battle hall entrance exam that will be held soon, Gao Junhao was a little curious about how Fang Mu would amaze everyone.