Saint of the Confucian way

In the history of Jingguo, there was a strong wind blowing over Ning'an City, and thunder was born out of thin air, just like heaven's anger.

"You..." Liu Shan shook his body gently, and the nearby Zuo Xiangdang hurried forward to hold him.

"Roll down, don't dirty our eyes here." Fang Yun looked at Liushan coldly.

"Fang Yun! I am at odds with you! Cough..." Liu Shan suddenly bent over and coughed violently.

Zuo Xiangdang was shocked and turned pale. The great scholar suddenly coughed. This was a very bad omen. He hurried to help Liushan down the wall.

"Well scolded! Ha ha......" Zhang poyue burst into laughter.

"Curse the old dog!" Ao Huang stared angrily at Liu Shan who was going down the stairs.

Fang Yun looked indifferent and continued to command millions of people and aquariums on the walls of Ning'an city.

When fighting the first batch of millions of wolves, the soldiers under the command of Fang Yun were extremely swift and fierce, so they created a death line.

But now, the Terrans are surrounded by 40 million barbarians. Fang Yun no longer blindly seeks fierce, but takes all factors into account to make the Terrans kill more barbarians while consuming the same talent as much as possible.

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