supreme heaven

() The murderous aura that hardly conforms to the teachings of Confucianism!

Although this set of sword cutting is definitely strong enough, it is obviously not the same as Confucianism, so there is only one possibility, that is, it is enlightened by Confucian masters from other places, just like the ancestor of Wan Bing. The first three moves of Wan Bing Dou Zhan Fist are nothing more than Haotian-level exercises, but this last move "King of Kings" is extremely unnatural, and it is probably derived from some ancient ruins. .

As long as there is life, there must be death. This kind of sword slash that uses the avenue of life and death to drive sword moves can be said to be similar to Qin Guyue Qianqiu Sword's "Flowing Years and Thousand Years Passing Water Sword Technique" that uses the vast historical momentum to attack and kill opponents. seconds.

The figure jumping in mid-air held the swordsman who had turned into a pure black and white blade with both hands, his clothes fluttered, and he slashed it off with all his might!

Like the sun and the moon turning around, the light and shadow are fleeting, but this irreversible sword...

"Oh!" The Confucian Zombie holding the scroll raised his head and opened his eye that hadn't been corroded, and the bone-only right hand joint holding the scroll actually made a series of crisp sounds of bones colliding. It was held in front of the body and slowly opened!

"Crash!" There was a sharp sound of metal objects colliding, and the "Daren Guangyan Poems and Books" was suddenly pulled away due to the gravity of the fall!

Suddenly, the sound of a sigh came from the scroll, as if there was a person hidden in the scroll who was sighing.

Although the voice was plaintive, it was like a song like a weeping voice, just like the voice of the Nine Heavens Shaoyin. People couldn't help but listen to it. Even Qin Guyue and Shangguan Tianqi were attracted by this sigh, their gazes unexpectedly It was involuntarily transferred from Mo Junwu's body to this Confucian zombie, to be precise, it was the "Daren Guangyan Poems and Books" in his hand.

"Those who know me say that my heart is worried, my heart is worried... my heart is worried..."

"Those who don't know me, say what I want, what I want...what I want..."

"Youyou heaven, who is this..."

When the last sentence was chanted, a burst of purple light burst out from the entire "Daren Guangyan Poems and Books", as if the zombie was holding a huge purple lotus in his hand. Showing weakness, he collided with Mo Junwu's sword.

"Boom!" There was a loud noise, and a huge wave of air suddenly surged from the collision between the sword and the scroll. Where the wave of air passed, it turned out that even the thousand-year-old city wall of the Demon God's Castle was destroyed by bricks and stones. Of course, the most unlucky thing is not these city walls, but these ghosts lingering on the city walls!

Confucian righteousness can be said to be the natural nemesis of these ghosts, of course, except for the zombie transformed by the Confucian master in front of him, only one face-to-face, the two zombies who just ate the corpse of an unlucky guy just now directly It was directly shaken by the mighty righteousness and turned into powder, leaving only a ragged and ragged clothing that fell to the ground. Before it landed, it was mixed with the whirlwind and smashed into pieces together with the masonry flying up.

This kind of situation is on this side of the city wall of the Demon God Castle, everywhere the air waves go. I don’t know how many ghosts and dead souls have been rescued in this instant, but it is extremely ironic that holding the Confucian sect in hand The one with the supreme awe-inspiring magic weapon is a zombie!

Blocking it with a sword, Mo Junwu immediately relied on the momentum of the sword's slashing on the scroll, and immediately flew into the sky, condescending, holding the long sword with both hands, and the black and white sword lights shot down one after another.

"No birth secret, life and death reincarnation!"

I saw these black and white sword qi bombarding in turn, forming a circle of sword qi, bombarding the Confucian zombies indiscriminately, it seemed that Mo Junwu was also really angry, and this round of sword qi bombardment Underneath, the entire wall of the Demon God's Castle shook violently.

But the Confucian Zombie didn't know if he really retained his consciousness, or just relying on instinct, he pulled the "Daren Guangyan Poems and Books" in his right hand, and the whole thing was immediately shrouded in purple brilliance Suddenly, the jade sound like the sound of heaven resounded again.

As the iron pieces wearing the letters collided one by one, making a pleasant voice ringing with each other, the purple brilliance that was originally held in the hands of the zombie suddenly exploded, turning into a huge figure tens of feet high, Eguan Bo belt, purple clothes like burning, the scroll held in the phantom's hand is "Daren Guangyan Poems and Books".

After that, countless voices chanted in unison from the sky above the entire city wall: "Long breath to cover your tears..."

"Mourning for the hardships of the people's lives..."

"I'm also kind in my heart..."

"Although he died nine times, he still has no regrets!"

Immediately, the purple light and shadow were like a big curtain that completely wrapped the Confucian zombie in it. No matter how sharp Mo Junwu's Wusheng swordsmanship was, if it hit the purple barrier, it would be like a mud cow entering the sea. As a result, with one strike like this, more than 30 bursts of sword energy blasted the city wall into dust, but none of the strikes could hurt the Confucian zombie. On the contrary, the zombie was inside the purple barrier, looking up to the sky. Xiao, and even made a provocative sound of "Wuwu".

"Evil animal!" Mo Junwu couldn't help being angry, he looked at the Confucian zombies below, there were really a lot of them for a while, the feeling of a dog biting a hedgehog, it was not Mo Junwu's Wusheng Sword Slash It's not sharp, it's because the defense ability of the relic of the first sage of Confucianism "Daren Guangyan Poems and Books" is too heaven-defying!

Just when Mo Jun had no hands to accumulate strength and was about to use all his strength to unleash a stronger sword move, suddenly, there was another roar from under the city wall!

Qin Guyue at the side only felt that the voice was harsh for a while, and with his strength, he was a little unsteady.

"Not good!" Shangguan Tianqi's expression changed immediately when he heard the roar, and he shouted to Mo Junwu through sound transmission: "Stop fighting, your movement is too loud, and the Demon God's Castle didn't know it back then. How many masters have fallen, you have alarmed them, if we come together, the three of us will be buried here today!"

As soon as the words fell, after the roar, another roar came from the other corner of the city wall, as if it was a response to the previous one, and then the roaring and roaring sounded one after another, just like being surrounded by wolves. generally.

"Damn it, how many masters have turned into these ghosts?" Mo Junwu heard the roaring voices one after another, and felt a sneer in his heart.

Ghost?I'm afraid he's about to be crossed by a ghost?

"Death, death, destruction, destruction, destruction, void, void..."

Accompanied by these roars, countless voices poured into Qin Guyue's mind at the same time, lingering like a mental attack. Although Qin Guyue's mental power is extremely strong, but these Each of the voices is at least equivalent to the strength of the will of the ancestor of Wanbing. Even if he has all-powerful means, he can't withstand the bombardment of so many strong men at the same time. He suddenly loses his mental power, and the whole person is in a kind of almost ignorant dementia status.

Just when Qin Guyue felt that the ear-piercing roar was as pervasive as a mental attack, Shangguan Tianqi patted him on the shoulder, and a wave of mental power forcibly poured into his body. Burst out the noisy voice in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Run the Jingyan Voiceless Mantra by myself! This old man can protect you for a while, but not forever!"

The moment Qin Guyue's thoughts returned to clarity, she heard Shangguan Tianqi's words, as if a drowning man had grabbed a life-saving straw, and immediately recited the Jingyan Voiceless Mantra of Mingxin and Jingxing silently. With the help of Shangguan Tianqi's spiritual power, he drove the voice out of his head at once, and before he could react in time to stabilize his mind, Qin Guyue felt that someone lifted the back of his neck...

His whole body seemed to have no weight, and he was picked up from behind directly, and then his whole body was lifted off the ground with both feet.

When Qin Guyue discovered this, he was already hundreds of feet above the ground. Although this was not the first time he flew, the last time he was rescued by a mysterious master's Heavenly Soul in the post station in Tongzhou City was the same way. It flew for a while, but this time it really shocked Qin Guyue.

This uncle is actually a muscular man?How come you have so much strength?

The moment Qin Guyue turned her head to look sideways, she saw Shangguan Tianqi flying to Mo Junwu's side, grabbed Mo Junwu's sleeve with his left hand, and said, "Don't be in love with fighting, hurry up, these ghosts will gather more and more!" More and more!"

I don't know whether Mo Junwu is interested in the "Daren Guangyan Poems and Books" in the hands of this zombie, or feels that such a Confucian sacred object falls into the hands of a zombie, it is really unbearable, or it is purely because it inspired The will to fight was dead-brained, but he was indomitable and said: "No, I will definitely kill him!"

Shangguan Tianqi must have cursed secretly in his heart at this time: "Slay your sister!" But Mo Jun has no brains, and he has no choice but to raise his right hand, raise his right index finger, and chant as if motivating the way of heaven: " Star Wars, Falling Star Tribulation Cloud Strike!"

Wait, why the right hand?

His left hand was on Mo Junwu's shoulder, and his right hand was casting spells, so why did he hold Qin Guyue?Could it be the third hand?How can it be?

Just when Qin Guyue turned her head to look back, she only saw a rectangular, box-like magic weapon hanging behind her, and the light on it turned into a hand to hold him, Qin Guyue immediately His face turned pale with fright.

Uncle, aren't you making fun of people's lives?If this magic weapon is shot down by some ghost below, wouldn't I be smashed to pieces even if I die?

Just when Qin Guyue was complaining, a ray of stars pierced through the morning mist that had not yet dissipated over the Demon God's Castle, drawing out a dazzling ray of stars, and directly hitting the bottom. Above the purple barrier formed by the Book of Books!

This sudden blow immediately broke the balance between the two!