The figures of hundreds of demons, as the man in Sirius's light formed seals, suddenly roared in the sky and swarmed towards a target!

"Feng'er!"

Qin Ao saw this almost desperate scene and screamed in an instant.

Even though Qin Feng was the reincarnation of Confucian ruler, even if Qin Feng was successfully promoted to the Supreme Saint of Confucianism and Taoism in the Hall of All Saints...

Even if Qin Feng is the True Martial Saint.

But so what? At this moment, how could he face the spiritual bodies of hundreds of Supreme Demon Clans?

But even if the spirit bodies of these hundred demons are as strong as the Martial Emperor, they will probably die on the spot!

However, just as the hundred demon lords blocking this place rushed towards Qin Feng, the new Confucian and Taoist saint who were stepping on the Star Bridge had no sense of the crisis of life and death.

There was even a faint smile on his face.

"Qin Feng, you are about to die and you can still laugh!"

Lu Fengxian, who had been guarding outside the Wenquxing Palace, sneered loudly.

"Your spiritual body must be torn to pieces by these hundred demons. Let's see if you are...

Before Lu Fengxian finished speaking, he saw that Qin Feng was holding the Que Wuxie sword in his right hand and the Tenglong golden pen in his left hand, standing on the star bridge formed by the bright Wenqu starlight, as if he was a token of idle gardens, copying mountains and rivers.

Only the righteous spirit behind Qin Feng, as if an angry tiger and dragon, suddenly surged.

With his bows left and right and swords as his pen, Qin Feng faced hundreds of demon lords without fear of the danger.

The left hand and the right hand are writing quickly at the same time, what is written...

"Do you still want to use Zhan Shi to resist stubbornly when you die?"

The voice of the demon ancestor suddenly surrounded the sky in the northwest.

"Whether Qin Feng or Qin Xiaofeng, today is the time for you to die!"

As if in response to the demon ancestor's fierce shout, hundreds of demon lords roared in unison. For a moment, the sky swayed and the earth shook, covering the borderlands of the small military world, as if they were trapped on the verge of destruction again.

Not to mention ordinary martial saints and martial gods, even the trapped Zhenwu Supreme Masters felt palpitations in their hearts, as if they were in trouble.

Only Qin Feng has a steady pen and sword.

The sword is fast, and it swings like a flying geese, and the pen is slow, and every word is like a jade carving knife.

Two voices, one is vigorous and the other is vicissitudes. Although they sound almost simultaneously, they are clear and turbid, and are clearly divided.

"You won't see..."

"The water of the Yellow River comes from the sky, flows to the sea and never returns!"

Qin Feng used the sword as his pen, and the first sentence was written first.

Immediately, the rolling righteous energy turned into a Hengtian Waterfall, descending from the sky, and rushed towards the hundreds of demon lords flying in.

The soul of the leopard demon lord who rushed in the front was caught off guard and was swept by the waterfall transformed into Haoran's righteous energy. He immediately swallowed and shattered without even having time to scream.

Before I could finish a battle poem, just one of them broke the soul of a demon lord?!

You should know that although the intensity of the mind power can add the effect of the war poem, the war poem has not been finished, and one of the sentences alone is enough to shatter the soul of a demon master...

This means that Qin Feng's mental strength is not on the same level as this demon lord!

"Impossible. Even if he receives the blessing of Wenquxing, he will not be able to achieve such a terrifying mental strength..."

The four heavenly kings screamed at the same time, but Lu Fengxian looked at Qin Feng who was standing on the star bridge and said gloomyly.

"At the end of the strong crossbow, he can't penetrate the white silk, can he kill a hundred demons?"

"When his mind is exhausted, my Fang Tian Painting Ji will make him lose his soul!"

But at this moment, Qin Feng, with silver hair on the Star Bridge, was fluttering in his hair, and his white clothes were flying. The long sword in his hand was like a pen.

"Don't you see, Gao Tang's clear mirror is sad and grief..."

"The morning is like black hair and snow in the evening!"

In an instant, as if the climate changed, the cultural qi turned into thousands of silver threads and spread out.

Any demon lord brought by the silver ribbon was pulled out of his body with endless power at an almost incredible speed.

Just like the power of time that no power can stop, some demons are even directly drained from their power and their souls are decayed.

In a blink of an eye, nearly ten demons fell again, and dozens of demons were seriously injured!

One word destroys one demon supreme, another word destroys ten demon supreme...

Although only the demon master's soul was killed, the soul shattered and only the body was left, which was equivalent to a walking corpse.

It was equivalent to just a moment later, Qin Feng killed the eleven Supremes of the Demon Clan alone!

This is no longer terrifying, but perverted!

But this is not finished yet...

"You must have fun in life..."

Qin Feng's right hand flowed, and his long sword danced across the sky, like cursive script, arrogant and unrestrained.

"Don't let the golden cup face the moon empty!"

Two lines of war poems fall, and the righteous spirit turns into sword intent. The sword intent turns into a golden cup of wine, like water pouring over the sea, sweeping down.

Immediately, more than a dozen demons could not dodge, and their souls shattered in a scream.

At this moment, Qin Feng's Tenglong golden pen finally finished his first sentence.

The vicissitudes of life that were very different from the previous battle poem written by Que Wuxie Sword, sounded one after another.

"I'm talking about the boy's crazy..."

"The left is yellow, the right is blue..."

"Broken hat, sable fur, thousands of riders rolled up the flat roof!"

Immediately, Haoran's righteous energy turned into two huge phantoms, and naturally it would not be a hunting dog and a goshawk, but a phantom of a dog demon and an eagle demon.

When the two phantoms saw the souls of many demon lords rushing up, they were as if they met their enemies. They were extremely jealous and rushed forward.

"This is……"

Guigu Supreme is the old man of the Wu family who lived from the time of the conjunction of Confucianism and Wu to the present day. He had not yet reacted when he heard Qin Feng's previous poem about war, but he could hear the second poem about war.

Finally realized something...

"This is the most famous war poem "About Wine" by the Confucian king Qin Xiaofeng, and "Shooting the Sky Wolf"..."

"Every sentence has the effect of fighting poems, which is a ability that only the original author has!"

Guiguzi was surprised and happy and said repeatedly.

"No wonder...no wonder he can kill the demon master's soul in one word..."

Tong Yuan next to him also said in a happy tone: "In other words, Qin Feng inherited all the abilities of Qin Xiaofeng in his previous life?"

"The strength of Qin Feng's mind is already great. In addition to the power of the last Confucian king Qin Xiaofeng, it would be normal to kill the demon master in one word!"

It was originally less than a thousand feet away, but the hundred demons were actually blocked by Qin Feng and it was difficult to rush to the star bridge!

At this moment, Qin Feng wrote the next battle poem again with a sword in his left hand. Lu Fengxian and others who were about to pick up a bargain were stunned.

"I was born with my talents and must be useful..."

"There will be a return after all the money is gone!"

Qin Feng's long sword was shaking, as if he was carrying the pride of a pride of heaven. The consumption of righteousness behind him was not only complete, but also even more so!

In other words, Qin Feng killed nearly twenty demon lords in front of him, which was equivalent to no consumption of anything!

One-fifth of the hundred demons was destroyed by Qin Feng in a blink of an eye, and Qin Feng did not consume any of them!

This...how can you fight this?
Chapter completed!