"How dare you act fiercely with a bunch of evil demons!"

Faced with the killing moves of the two evils, the emperor's supreme sleeve robe raised, and slowly lifted it up behind one hand, and the palm of his palm condensed with a magnificent great Yuan, "The emperor only has the Tao!"

The emperor was domineering, and the heaven and earth trembled, and the two evils were immediately shrouded under the infinite golden light. As the emperor's energy hit, the two of them immediately splashed vermilion red.

"retreat!"

Neither Chiluo nor Guiqi Lord were stubborn. Seeing that the opportunity was not good, he also took advantage of the force to retreat.

"Want to run?"

The Emperor Ru Shang snorted coldly, "Since you dare to make trouble, leave something behind!"

As soon as the words were finished, the emperor's supreme Haoyuan mentioned it again, and the golden Yuan power soared straight into the sky, like a pillar supporting the sky, "The emperor transformed into a demon and forgiven!"

The next moment, the huge column of light spread in all directions, and the Confucian people naturally did not feel the danger, but after a breath, two muffled groans came out of the void.

At the same time, a pool of blood was left on the ground, and several pieces of blood-stained armor and broken headdresses were also left.

...

And in the ancient road of Defeng.

The emperor's supreme scholars, Yu Li Jing, Jing Tianhuai and others' departure.

Mo Qingchi was seriously injured and went into seclusion, and Sui was with Jian for no reason and accompanied Xi Duanhong, who was emotionally unstable.

Especially Sui Wujue, he was also suffering heavy injuries. Fortunately, Xi Duanhong and Jianzhi did not mention the previous incident, so Sui Wujue was still kept in the dark.

At this time, only the Xiaru was guarding the Master Jian's life without a trace.

Without the Supreme Confucian Emperor's Confucianism, the magic needle for the sea of ​​the Confucianism is undoubtedly the weakest moment of the Confucianism.

"The Heavenly Lord? It's really curious to be able to order the eight tribes."

Zong Hengzi has appeared outside the ancient Defeng Road, and next to him is the Qijun who is watching the fun.

If you don’t see the benefits or have the confidence to win, you won’t take action easily.

And in the dark, the Di Ming, who transformed into the meditator Seth II, and the Yuan Zheng, transformed into the evil young master of Fengdu, have appeared.

"Oh? Are you really not prepared?"

Di Ming exclaimed lightly, as if he couldn't believe it.

Zong Hengzi also narrowed his eyes slightly, "Will the Confucian school be so careless?"

"It seems that he still doesn't trust us after all. Since he wants to verify it, then let's explore the truth and reality of the Confucian school!"

The next moment, the Zonghengzi threw his hand and the black and white chess pieces fell to the ground, turning into chess soldiers, suddenly attacking the ancient road of Defeng.

"Who?"

The Confucian scholars guarding the ancient Taoist decree drew their swords one after another, and they fought with the chess soldiers the next moment.

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

For a moment, the Defeng Ancient Road shouted and killed the sky.

"How dare demons and evil things behave presumptuously in the Confucian sect!"

At this moment, a cold shout came, and Yu Junheng, who was guarding Defeng Ancient Road, rushed out with Siqi sword in his hand, "Haofengming Sword."

Yu Junheng swirled out, and the sword was like the wind, sweeping across the evil in an instant. Suddenly, countless evil things exploded, some turned into dead bones and some turned into broken chess pieces and fell to the ground.

"Um?"

Just as Yu Junheng was stunned, a cold killing palm suddenly arrived.

"The wind demon is crazy!"

boom!

Yu Junheng raised his sword and immediately stepped back several steps, and his internal organs were in turmoil and a mouthful of blood was spewed out.

"It's you again! A slut who can only sneak attack!"

Facing Yuan Zheng, Yu Junheng looked angry.

"It seems that there is really no one in the Confucian school!"

Yuan Zheng, who turned into a command of the evil young master, smiled evilly and raised his claws with one hand, "Since that's the case, I'll give you a ride - Yuan Huangsha!"

"I won't let you succeed!"

Yu Junheng shouted loudly, his face awesome, because he knew that this person had evil spirits, which were evil spirits that even Feng Ru Zunjia and Jian Ru Zunjia could not resist.

Then Yu Junheng suddenly raised Haoyuan and gathered his powers on the sword, and immediately became majestic and powerful, "The Holy Yuhao was soaring to the sky!"

With a sword raised high, a dazzling light sword several feet high immediately condensed on the sword body.

As Yu Junheng slashed down with his sword, the dust waves surged in an instant and the earth cracked.

Yuan Zheng's palm condensed the evil spirit of heaven and earth for his own use. He blasted out with one palm. The huge sphere condensed by the majestic evil spirit collided with the lightsaber. The dust and sand in the square land were everywhere, and the grass and trees were broken.

The huge impact force also made Yuan Zheng take a few steps back, and Yu Junheng on the opposite side threw it out directly, spitting blood on his mouth.

Yuan Zheng has an extraordinary physique. He has practiced the Nine Yang Divine Art since childhood. His true essence is vast and healing ability. Later, he was given by the evil gods and his cultivation level has been improved again. Even if Yu Junheng practiced for a longer time, it could not be compared with it.

Yuan Zheng glanced at the few people who had not yet walked out, couldn't help but snorted coldly, then strode forward, and the Confucian scholar who was blocking his body was blown away with his palm, without knowing life and death.

"Defeng Ancient Road, but that's it!"

Yuan Zheng went straight to the five paths of Haozheng in the depths of the ancient Defeng Road, and his disdainful posture was undoubtedly revealed.

Deep in the ancient Defeng Road, Mo Qingchi, who was healing, also heard the shouts of killing. He frowned and then slowly stood up and was about to go out to fight the enemy.

Even if he was seriously injured, this place was his bottom line and he would never give in.

"Let me do it!"

At this moment, a playful voice suddenly sounded, "You are going out like this and you will be lifeless. I believe that Yu Li Jing will not hope to see the body of the Confucian Shengsi hanging outside the door after returning."

After hearing this voice, Mo Qingchi was stunned at first, then calmed down and sat down directly, ignoring foreign affairs.

Because he believed that having this person was enough to replace him and hold on to one side.

"Is it too rampant to walk in the Confucian school?"

Just as Yuan Zheng approached the depths of Haozheng's five paths, a light voice suddenly came, and then, I heard the familiar poem again.

"There are thousands of acres of vastness, and the neon lights are shining, and the sword is powerful and the enemy is amazing in the heart."

A young man wearing a white robe, red edge, long purple hair, and two small braids on his chest came in a navigation, "Sigh, people are crazy, the world is empty."

The last six words fell, and dozens of sword energy gathered around him and shot directly into Yuan Zheng.

"Is this the backhand of Confucianism?"

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

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

"The Thirteen-toed Toes of Lingzi? What is your relationship with Mr. Yuan?"

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

After all, Yuan Wuji transformed into a Qianzi Zhike and became a chess player in Shengtian, and he also worked with him for a while.

"I want to know how to try it with my life!"

Yuan Zheng snorted coldly, and one move was broken, but it aroused the anger in her heart. As her palms turned over, she was able to achieve her unique skills, "Floating hands up and lifting hands up and raising hands up and raising hands to the extreme of Tao!"

The buoyancy was centered on Yuan Zheng and spread in all directions. When Mr. Yuan became famous, he sighed that he was very careful and retreated suddenly.

“Will it be so simple?”

Yuan Zheng rebuked lightly, and the man rushed towards him like a tiger. She sighed that there was an additional silver-white sword in her hand, which was the Greedy Wolf Sword obtained from Yuan Wuji.

The two of them faced each other's palms and swords, and it became intense in an instant.

After a moment, a hint of suspicion appeared in Tan Xiqi's eyes, because he found that the opponent in front of him was not fighting to the death, as if he was sincerely delaying.

In fact, this is true. The great kings, Zonghengzi, and Di Ming around them are all smart and treacherous people, and they are all masters who do not see rabbits or eagles.

Although Yuan Zheng is young and cannot be compared with these old foxes, she is not a simple fool.

He knew that he could not plot against these old foxes, so he took the lead until he met Tan Xiqi, a seemingly equal opponent, so he remained entangled and was unable to make progress.

He had already shown that he had shown that he could not blame even if the Heavenly Lord learned about it later, and other things naturally moved to the other three people with different minds.

"As a young young man, he has such a scheming, he has the same father as his son!"

Zong Hengzi smiled slightly. It was obvious that the three of them had seen through Yuan Zheng's intention at this time, but they had no intention of pointing it out.

Because it's meaningless.
Chapter completed!