Confucianism is supreme? I am reciting Tang poems in another world!

"Far away in the horizon, right in front of you?"

Bai Ye fell into deep thought. He didn't understand what Mirage's words meant.

"Has this immortal bone transformed into one of the students present?"

Bai Ye guessed while looking at all the students present with eager eyes.

At this time, Ci Song and Mo Yao reacted instantly. They looked at each other, and then Mo Yao's voice reached Ci Song's ears, "Brother Ci Song, could it be that this person pretending to be you is the Immortal Bone?" What?"

Ci Song nodded and said that it was very possible. After all, this fake Ci Song was really a simulation. He could even use his own poems and had his own Shui Han Sword. The only possibility was that the person pretending to be him was made by Transformed from immortal bones.

But one thing makes Ci Song feel very strange. Why does this fake Ci Song not have his own memory of the past three months?

Just when Ci Song was curious, the head of a student from Zilu Academy flashed across his sight.

Bai Ye was seen holding a wolf-hair pen, with murderous intent in his eyes. In his hand, he was holding the wolf-hair pen, and at the end of his pen, there was a black energy wrapped around it, as if it had turned into a pitch-black sword. Walking like a dragon and a snake, extremely fierce.

"Since the Immortal Bone is among the crowd, I will kill everyone present first and examine them one by one. I will eventually find the Immortal Bone."

Bai Ye's voice was like a death knell, instantly shocking everyone present.

"Bai Ye!" An angry voice sounded. This person was Zhong Qi. The pen in his hand instantly turned into a long sword, rising into the sky and approaching Bai Ye. Bai Ye snorted disdainfully, and the wolf-hair pen in his hand trembled slightly. A burst of black energy instantly surged out, condensing into a huge black sword shadow, and violently collided with the green-shirted student.

"boom!"

The two sword energies collided, making a deafening sound. Zhong Qi flew out and hit the ground hard. This sudden turn of events stunned the Taoists, Mohists, and the two remaining students of the Yin and Yang School. They never expected that on the top of Fenglin, these Confucian students who had read the books of sages could not help but take action. Killing people seemed a little different from the Confucian students they had learned about before.

"Zhong Qi, I said that when Fenglin Peak is opened, I will be the first to kill you."

Bai Ye looked down at Zhong Qi, his eyes filled with murderous intent: "You deserve to die!"

"Bai Ye, you're crazy!" Zhong Qi got up from the ground, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. He looked at Bai Ye angrily: "Today, I will avenge all the Confucian brothers and kill you, the devil!"

I saw Zhong Qi half-kneeling on the ground, and a burst of azure talent that did not belong to him suddenly burst out from his body. He took back the long sword in his hand and replaced it with a blue brush. Zhong Qi Ling painted in the air, a huge The formation was condensed in an instant. This formation exuded a rich green light and condensed into a blue sword shadow. These sword shadows exuded terrifying fluctuations, as if they could split the space.

"It's a blue pen! Senior Brother Zhong actually took out the Sub-Saint Treasure of Zilu Yasheng. It seems that he is going to get serious about it!!!" A student from Zilu Academy exclaimed.

"If his body is upright and he does not follow orders, he will be killed if he is not upright and he does not obey orders!"

Zhong Qi shouted angrily, and the azure sword shadows on the ground instantly condensed into substantial long swords. These long swords exuded terrifying fluctuations and flew straight into the white night.

"Ascendant Treasure? It seems that Uncle Zhong really loves your son. He even handed over the treasure of the town to you."

Bai Ye snorted disdainfully. The wolf-hair pen in his hand trembled slightly, and a crimson air flow instantly surged out, condensing several "kill" words around him. These "kill" words exuded strong killing intent. , as if to tear everything apart, colliding hard with those azure sword shadows.

"boom!"

There was another deafening loud noise, and the azure sword shadows instantly collapsed and turned into streams of cyan air and dispersed in all directions. However, the wolf-hair pen in Bai Ye's hand did not stop and continued to write "one by one" in the void. The word "kill" seemed to dye the entire Fenglin Peak red.

"Damn it, I've obviously broken through to Jinshi, why can't I defeat Bai Ye?"

Zhong Qi was filled with reluctance. He thought that he could easily defeat Bai Ye by taking out the Holy Treasure of Ziluya and matching it with his Jinshi level cultivation. However, he did not expect that Bai Ye's combat power was almost the same as his own, and that strong The killing intent seemed to be able to destroy everything, leaving Zhong Qi unable to fight back.

"Why, why is this happening?"

Zhongqi didn't believe in evil, so he waved the azure pen again and wrote the word "sword" continuously. In an instant, a green light appeared.

It became more and more powerful, and the sword energy, which was like substance, crisscrossed and drew bright trajectories in the air. However, Bai Ye remained unmoved. The wolf brush in his hand seemed to be alive, writing the murderous word "kill" one after another in the void. These words carried endless killing intent, as if they were going to dye the whole world. A bloody red.

All the students present had already retreated far away to avoid being accidentally injured by the aftermath of the battle between the two. In the distance, not only the remaining students of Zeng Sheng Academy were shocked by this scene, but also the disciples of the Mohist School, including Mo Lin, as well as students from other schools such as Dao Ziling, the leader of Taoism this time, were also dumbfounded. They did not expect that such a powerful Jinshi would appear in Confucianism today.

"The fortune of Confucianism is indeed worthy of being the first among hundreds of schools of thought." Dao Ziling, the leader of Taoism, said with emotion.

The battle between Bai Ye and Zhong Chang became more and more intense, and the entire Fenglin Peak was shocked by the aura they exuded. Sword Qi crisscrossed, and the brilliant light illuminated the entire mountaintop, as if writing a magnificent battle poem.

In the battle, Bai Ye showed amazing strength and talent. The wolf hair brush in his hand seemed to have turned into a magic sword, and every swing could trigger the resonance of killing between heaven and earth. And Zhong Chang was also unwilling to be outdone. The blue brush seemed to come alive in his hand, and the blue sword energy flew across the sky, with unparalleled power.

The stalemate was soon easily broken by Bai Ye. He saw that the speed of waving the wolf hair brush in his hand increased again. After he wrote the word "kill", the whole space seemed to be torn apart by this word. An indescribable killing intention instantly filled the air, making everyone present feel suffocated.

Zhong Chang's face changed drastically. He never expected that Bai Ye actually mastered the "kill" word formula, and could also integrate it with the "kill" word formula to form such a terrible attack. He hastily waved the Azure Pen, trying to resist this overwhelming killing intent. However, in the face of this killing intent, the power of the Azure Pen seemed to become pale and powerless.

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