Misery: my feet step out of the flames of war

A lonely grave, thousands of broken swords, illuminated at dusk.

This is the burial place of the Confucian heroes, and is guarded by Sui Wuduan and Sword.

The two of them have each inherited five thousand Qiongxiao Mingshi Sword, and their swordsmanship is about to be perfected. However, facing the rumored Lord Wu, the two brothers behaved exactly like Yu Junheng, both of them were nervous.

"You accompany the two sword masters to spar."

Luo Hou left Huangquan and his wife behind and continued to move forward with Jixia Shang.

Huang Quan waved at Sui Wutuan and Jian Jiji: "Use your special skills to defeat us, otherwise, I will make you lose miserably."

Sui Wuwen looked at the sword with some hesitation. They had not received orders from Huang Ru, and they did not know whether the people in front of them were enemies or friends, and whether they should use all their strength.

Seeing this situation, Cui Luohan said softly: "Don't be afraid of hurting us, just treat it as fighting to maintain the dignity of the Confucian sect."

"That would offend you, Yu Feng Qianliu!"

Sui Wudu's talent in swordsmanship is extremely outstanding, otherwise he would not have created the single-edge swordsmanship that astonished Mo Qingchi, Ren Pingsheng and others, but his foundation is insufficient, his sword intention is empty, and in actual combat, he is like a blank sheet of paper.

A sword thrust, ever-changing, the cold front shook the dusk, and the broken swords in the cemetery resounded.

Cui Luohan nodded and praised: "The sword's intention is impoverished and resonates with all things. It is worthy of being a swordsman."

As soon as the words fell, I saw a few cold rays of light flashing, just like inserting needles into the cracks, looking for gaps, and went straight to the nine large acupoints of the Profound Unexplained.

Suddenly, another sword light appeared again, as fast as a meteor, faster than lightning, and continuously blocked Cui Luohan's nine-needle sword light.

The sword was struck close at hand.

"Be careful!"

"Thank you bro."

After the two of them avoided this move, Huang Quan raised his gun and pointed the sword close at hand: "Your opponent is me, come and fight."

The fourth way of Haozheng is to ask the Xia Dao.

In the secluded bamboo forest, with the sound of the piano, a Chaochen figure sat leisurely, strumming the strings of the zither with his fingers.

Luo Hou's footsteps shattered the peace of the place. Affected, the music of the piano gradually became out of tune, revealing a bit of murderous intent.

Ji Xiazang knew that this was his opponent.

He approached the player and said humbly: "Heavenly Capital Ji Xia Shang leads the way to the Xia Confucian Master."

Yin Xiaoshen pressed and stroked his hands, and the bamboo leaves in the forest flew up like snowflakes, turning them into swords, carrying countless sound waves, forming a dragnet.

"It's not just that the Forgotten Qilin has a good master, it also has a good master. Only then can he break into the five realms of Haozheng like this. How dare Yin Xiaoshen show off."

Hearing the innuendo of Xia Ru, a look of displeasure flashed across Ji Xia's face.

"That would be a crime."

The biography of a gentleman, the seal of ninety-five years, with two swords in hand, two sharp edges rushed towards the sky full of bamboo leaves and sound waves.

Brush brush brush brush!
  The sword collided with the leaves, and a series of sounds of breaking wind broke out. Then the sword energy was in the air, the leaves shattered into rain, and the dragnet was broken with one move.

"If we meet you, if you are famous, you are worthy of my seriousness."

Yin Xiaoshen stood up slowly, and a long sword with the word "Xia Dao" engraved on it slipped out of his sleeve, making a ripple of autumn waves.

"The wave of the sword is popular in any river and mountain!"

"The unicorn flies across the sea!"

The gentleman's legendary attribute is wind, and the ninety-five sealed attribute is fire. One sword stirs up the scorching flames, and the other sword rolls up the whirlwind blade. Wind and fire are two parts, but they complement each other.

The three swords clashed fiercely, the swords were arrogant and horizontal, and the bamboo leaves drifted, completely hiding the two figures.

Two immortal swordsmen, the more they fight, the more they get carried away. In the dim night, it is gradually difficult to tell who is who, only the endless sword power.

Luo Hou left the fourth path of Haozheng and came to the Supreme Hall at the top.

"Your Majesty the Imperial Confucian, Luo Hou is coming as the evil god and dragon head."

A loud and majestic voice came from the hall: "Luo Hou, you shouldn't be here."

"But I'm still here."

"Now that you're here, come in."

Luo Hou pushed open the palace door and saw Jinfeng Haoyu, which was magnificent and had the characteristics of Confucianism.

In the middle of the hall stood Lin Tianxing, a white-haired and red-robed man with thick eyebrows and angry eyes, staring at Luo Hou unhappily.

"I have released five of the eight dragon heads. This is the sixth one. I ask the Emperor to complete it."

"Luo Hu, although you are not a member of the three religions, you have killed the twins of Buddhism, eradicated Bo Xun, and made great contributions to the suffering. Why did you choose to help the evil gods in the face of evil?"

"Is releasing the dragon head an aid to the evil deeds?"

"Is not it?"

"Only when the dragon head returns can the evil god be reborn. Only when the evil god is reborn can he be truly defeated." Lin Tianxing sneered and said, "Back then, my friend Jiutian Xuanzun and eight top swordsmen went to Shiliu Island. They fought for a hundred days and sacrificed four people. , you just sealed Baqi, do you think you are more powerful than Jiutian Xuanzun?"

Luo Hou nodded slightly: "Not bad."

"Insanity!"

"For thousands of years, people in the three religions have been avoiding problems, and the dragon head has been sealed until now. Do you and I still want to leave it to future generations to solve the eight differences?"

Lin Tianxing was speechless for a moment.

The dragon's head seal is about to be broken, and the evil contamination is becoming more and more serious. Lin Tianxing is not ignorant of these situations, but his strength is not enough to deal with Baqi.

We can only hope that these outstanding juniors of De Feng Gu Dao will grow up quickly and form a new Eight Swords, which will then show off to Liudao.

Seeing his thoughts, Luo Hou said again: "Baqi will not give us time. Now the arrow is on the string and we have to shoot."

"Then convince me with your strength."

"Luo Hou will be happy to lead the imperial concubine."

Among the four founders, only Huangru is still alive, but he won't live long. When Baqi comes from the East, the first thing to challenge is the three religions.

Emperor Confucianism died for the Confucian scholars who protected the ancient virtues.

Luo Hou could conclude that even if Tiandu was added as a new opponent, Baqi's goal of attacking the three religions would not change, and Confucianism would still bear the brunt.

In the eyes of evil gods, the three religions are the cornerstones of the right path in suffering. Only when the cornerstones are destroyed will the building collapse.

"Get ready, let's start the fight."

At this time, Lin Tianxing had not yet separated the foundation to create spiritual beads for Jun Fengtian, and still had the eight powers of his heyday.

I saw Huang Ru supreme angrily raising his true energy, and the attack was the end of the emperor's journey to heaven. A ball of energy that could tear the world apart hit Luo Hou, causing the situation to change.

Luo Hou slowly pushed out a palm, and the huge force formed an invisible wall of energy in front of him.

Bang!
  Huang Ru's move hit the protective wall, and two waves of unworldly power exploded, like a mountain cracking, like a sea roaring, and the aftermath shook the Supreme Hall continuously.

"Very good, keep fighting, Huangyu Yingchen!"

Lin Tianxing was not a stern scholar, and he would not hold back even if he was told to hit him. In the blink of an eye, he came out with his ultimate move again. The Hao Guang spread across the sky, absorbing the power of the stardust, and turned it into a full blow.

"Sun-shattering wind!"

Luo Hou divided into three polarities, circulated the demonic energy, and struck back with a heaven-shaking palm.

In an instant, the unparalleled demonic energy seemed to come from eternity, covering the three-light world, sweeping across the vast land, like a violent wind and a whale swallowing the world, and the ancient Defeng Road was plunged into darkness.

The demonic energy of Haoguang, the fierce wind of the stars, Huang Ru's full blow met Wu Jun's five successful powers, and an even more shocking loud noise broke out.

Rumble!
  The Supreme Hall finally couldn't hold on any longer, and the whole building collapsed to the ground. Rocks rolled down, dust and smoke spread, causing the strata of Haozheng Wudao to shake violently.

"The Supreme Palace collapsed. What happened?"

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

"Not good!"

During the fierce battle, Yin Xiaoshen, Ying Qingshuang, Yu Junheng and others felt deeply uneasy, but they had no time to escape. The Tiandu people fought calmly, just entangling them without any intention to kill.

The first one to admit defeat was Fengru Yingshuangqing. He barely managed four or five moves correctly. Not only was he unable to capture the figure of the God of the Dead Country, he was also unable to tell where he was.

"There is a huge difference in strength between you and me, and Ying Shuangqing feels inferior."

Shaohao collected the technique, leaned forward and said, "The Confucian technique is indeed unique. Shaohao has learned from it. I would like to thank Feng Ru for your guidance."

"We might as well go to the Supreme Palace together."

"Your Majesty, please come first."

The two rushed to the Supreme Hall, only to see rocks and broken bricks all over the ground. Lin Tianxing, with disheveled hair, stood in the middle of the ruins, with a streak of vermilion at the corner of his mouth.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

"What is it called? We haven't finished the fight yet. The ultimate in Huangyu!"

Lin Tianxing wiped away the blood with a wipe of his hand, and then used his male palm again. This time, countless golden rays of light rose from his feet, which was the awe-inspiring righteousness accumulated by the Confucian sect over thousands of years.

This majestic heart reaches down to the mountains and rivers, and up to the sun and stars.

Seeing him struggling, Luo Hou's true energy circulated and turned into the move of the five chaotic energies: "Five rays, obedience and reversal!"

In an instant, the five paths were born from chaos, and the innate energy from the void, in the process of controlling the order of the movement of living beings, broke the rules of heaven and earth, stole endless power, and formed a palm capable of destroying all things in the world.

boom!
  As the Confucian sect's majestic energy was drawn out by Lin Tianxing, and then destroyed by Luo Hou's chaotic palm, the formation that sealed the dragon's head collapsed instantly.

After a huge dragon roar, the evil spirit took advantage of the chaos and rushed into the sky, fleeing into the distance.

Ying Qingshuang was also affected by the residual force and was pushed dozens of feet away.

When she turned around and looked at the battlefield again, she saw Emperor Rujun being supported by Yin Xiaoshen who rushed over urgently. The red Confucian robe was covered with deep and shallow blood stains. (End of chapter)