Breaking through Thunderbolt with martial arts

Chapter 423 The Danger of the Confucian School

"A group of demons, dare to act fiercely!"

Facing the ultimate move of the two evils joining forces, Huang Ru raised his gown with the upper sleeves, one hand behind his back, and the other slowly raised his hands, his palms condensed with majestic power, "The emperor only knows the way!"

The emperor was domineering, and the world trembled under one palm, and the two evils were immediately shrouded in infinite golden light. With the impact of the emperor's aura, the two of them immediately splashed vermilion.

"retreat!"

Neither Chi Luo nor the Ghost Qi Lord was a dead-end person, so they saw the situation was not good, and at the same time used their strength to retreat.

"Want to run?"

Huangru Wushang snorted coldly, "Since you dare to make trouble, leave something behind!"

As soon as the words fell, seeing Huangru Supreme Hao Yuan mentioning it again, the golden Yuan power shot straight up to the sky, like a pillar supporting the sky, "Emperor Hua Mo pardon!"

The next moment, a huge beam of light spread in all directions, and the Confucianists naturally did not feel the danger, but after a breath, two muffled hums came out from the void.

At the same time, there were pools of blood left on the ground, as well as several pieces of blood-stained armor and broken headgear.

……

And on the Defeng Ancient Road.

The departure of Emperor Confucian Supreme, Yu Li Jing, Jing Tian Huai and others.

Mo Qingchi was seriously injured and went into seclusion, and Suiwu and Jian were close by to accompany the emotionally unstable Xi Duanhong.

Especially Sui Wuyuan, who also suffered heavy injuries, but fortunately, Xi Duanhong and Jian Zhiji did not mention the previous incident, so Sui Wudu was still kept in the dark.

At this time, only Xiaru Wujing was guarding Jian Dianming's master.

Without the sea-fixing needle of Emperor Confucian Supreme, it is undoubtedly the weakest moment of the Confucian sect.

"The one who controls the sky? The person who can give orders to the eight tribes is really curious."

Zonghengzi has already appeared outside the Defeng Ancient Road, and next to him is the very gentleman who came to see the excitement.

If you don't see the benefits or you have the certainty of winning, you will not take it lightly.

And in the dark, Di Ming, who incarnated as the meditator Seth II, and Yuan Zheng, who incarnated as Feng Du Xie Shao, had already appeared.

"Oh? Are you really defenseless?"

Di Ming let out a sigh, as if he couldn't believe it.

Zonghengzi also narrowed his eyes slightly, "Would the Confucian sect be so careless?"

"It seems that he still doesn't trust us after all. Since he wants to verify, let's explore the truth of Confucianism!"

The next moment, the vertical and horizontal pieces were thrown away, and the black and white chess pieces fell to the ground, turning into chess soldiers, and suddenly hit the ancient road of Defeng.

"who?"

The Confucian scholars guarding the Defeng Ancient Road drew their swords one after another, and the next moment they fought with the chess soldiers.

At this time, Yuan Zheng also waved his arms, and thousands of corpse-like creatures behind him rushed forward.

All of a sudden, outside Defeng Ancient Road, shouts of killing shook the sky.

"How dare demons and evil things be presumptuous in Confucianism!"

At this moment, a cold shout came, and Yu Junheng, who was guarding the ancient road of Defeng, rushed out with Siqi sword in his hand, "Haofeng Mingjian."

Yu Junheng swung out, his sword was like a wind, sweeping through the crowd of evil spirits in an instant, and immediately countless evil objects exploded, some turned into dry bones and scattered, and some turned into broken chess pieces and fell to the ground.

"Ok?"

Just when Yu Junheng was in a daze, a cold killing palm suddenly came.

"Feng Mo Kuanghe!"

boom!
Yu Junheng raised his sword to block it, and immediately stepped back a few steps, his internal organs were turbulent for a moment, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"It's you again! Xiaoxiao who only knows how to sneak attack!"

Facing Yuan Zheng, Yu Junheng showed anger.

"It seems that there is really no one in the Confucianism sect!"

Yuan Zheng, who incarnated as Feng Du Xie Shao, laughed evilly, and raised his claws high, "In that case, I will give you a ride——Yuanhuangsha!"

"I won't let you succeed!"

Yu Junheng yelled loudly, with a solemn expression on his face, because he knew that this person had an evil aura in his palm, which even Fengru Zunjia and Jianru Zunjia couldn't resist.

Immediately, Yu Junheng raised Haoyuan fiercely, gathered his merits in the sword, and suddenly his majestic vigor soared to the sky, "Holy Yuhao Lingtian!"

Raising the sword high, a bright lightsaber several feet high was condensed on the sword body.

As Yu Junheng slashed down with his sword, a wave of dust surged in an instant, and the ground cracked.

Yuan Zheng condensed the evil energy of the world for his own use, and blasted out with one palm. The huge sphere condensed by the majestic evil energy collided with the lightsaber.

The huge impact made Yuan Zheng take a few steps back, and Yu Junheng on the opposite side was directly thrown out, spurting blood.

Yuan Zheng's physique is extraordinary. He practiced the Nine Suns Divine Kung Fu since he was a child. His true energy is vast and has the ability to heal wounds. Later, he was bestowed by the evil god, and his cultivation base was improved again. Even if Yu Junheng practiced for a longer period of time, he could not compare with it.

Yuan Zheng turned his head and glanced at the few people who still hadn't walked out, couldn't help but let out a cold snort, and then strode forward, and the Confucian scholar who stood in front of him was blown away with a palm, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

"Defeng Gudao, that's all!"

Yuan Zheng walked directly towards Haozheng Wudao in the depths of the Defeng Ancient Road, showing his disdainful attitude.

In the depths of the Defeng Ancient Road, Mo Qingchi, who was healing his wounds, also heard the sound of killing, and couldn't help frowning, then slowly got up, and was about to go out to face the enemy.

Even though he is seriously injured, this place is his bottom line, and he will never back down.

"Let me come!"

At this moment, a playful voice suddenly sounded, "You will die if you go out like this. I believe that Yulijing will not want to see the body of the Confucian priest hanging outside the door after returning."

After hearing this voice, Mo Qingchi was taken aback for a moment, then regained his composure, and sat down directly, ignoring other matters.

Because he believes that the presence of this person is enough to replace him and stick to one side.

"Xiaowa, strolling in the Confucian courtyard, is it too rampant?"

Just as Yuan Zheng was approaching the depths of Haozheng Five Paths, a soft voice suddenly came, and then, he heard the familiar poem number again.

"Swallow the boundless expanse, spit out the neon lights, fight the sword, and be amazed in your chest."

A young man wearing a white robe with red trim, long purple hair loosened behind his head, and two braids on his chest stepped into the air, "Sigh, people are crazy about the sky and the sky."

The last six characters fell, and dozens of sword qi gathered around Yuan Zheng came directly.

"Is this the backhand of Confucianism?"

Yuan Zheng flipped his palms suddenly, and then smashed down on his head, "Qingtian Waterfall!"

The majestic energy is condensed, like a waterfall falling from the sky, and the void is turbulent.

"Thirteen toes? What's your relationship with Mr. Yuan?"

Familiar with martial arts, Tan Xiqi blocked the strong move with a sword, and asked at the same time.

After all, Yuan Wuji's incarnation as a chess player of Shengtian Banzi was also kind to him, and he also cooperated with him for a period of time.

"If you want to know, try with your life!"

Yuan Zheng snorted coldly, a trick was broken, but it aroused the anger in his heart, turned his palms over, and then moved his hands to the extreme, "Floating hands up pose, raising hands to make waves!"

The buoyancy is centered on Yuan Zheng and spreads in all directions. For Mr. Yuan's fame and unique skills, Tan Xiqi was already on guard against it, and his body retreated violently.

"Is it that simple?"

Yuan Zheng reprimanded lightly, and the person rushed towards him like a fierce tiger, sighing that there was now an extra silver-white long sword in Xiqi's hand, which was the Greedy Wolf Sword obtained from Yuan Wuji.

The two faced each other with their swords in hand, and it became fierce in an instant.

A moment later, Tan Xiqi's eyes showed a trace of suspicion, because he found that the opponent in front of him was not fighting desperately, as if he was sincerely procrastinating.

In fact, this is indeed the case. The extraordinary monarch, Zong Hengzi, and Di Ming around him are all smart and treacherous people, and they are all masters who don't see rabbits and don't scatter eagles.

Although Yuan Zheng was too young to be compared with these old foxes, he was not a simple fool either.

He knew that he couldn't figure out these old foxes, so he took the lead until he met Tan Xiqi, a seemingly equal opponent, so he kept entangled and was unable to advance.

He has already shown what he should do, and even if Yutianzhe finds out later, he can't blame him, and other things will naturally be transferred to the other three people with different thoughts.

"With such scheming at such a young age, like a father, like a son!"

Zonghengzi smiled slightly, obviously the three of them had seen through Yuan Zheng's intentions at this time, but they had no intention of doing so.

Because it doesn't make sense.

"It can't rely on a baby, let's find out!" Zonghengzi said and got up and flew out.

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