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

Ci Song sneered. He originally wanted to grab Wei Ling's throat with his hands and lift him up. However, Wei Ling was too fat and his neck was not visible. Ci Song did not want to touch him directly, so he chose to use his talent to lift him up in the air.

"Ci Song, now the entire Zhongzhou City is under the control of my Wei Mansion. If you know what's good for you, let me go quickly. Otherwise, I will make you wish you were dead!"

Wei Ling's throat was strangled by Ci Song's talent, and his face turned red. He struggled to breathe, but it was useless. He was terrified in his heart, but he refused to give in and still threatened Ci Song.

"Humph, Wei Mansion? In my eyes, it's just a joke."

Ci Song heard this and showed a disdainful expression on his face. The talent in his hand surged, and he instantly lifted Wei Ling up, and then threw him away.

"Ah! Mr. Ma, save me!"

Wei Ling was thrown out by Ci Song and screamed in fear in the air. His body drew an arc in the air. Just when Wei Ling was about to fall into the river in the south of the city, a gray figure appeared in the air. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the collar of Wei Ling who was flying in the air, and then landed gently.

"Master Wei, are you okay?" The gray-clothed man asked Wei Ling.

"I'm fine, Mr. Ma. I didn't expect that Ci Song was so strong. Please kill him. My Wei Mansion will reward you greatly." Wei Ling saw the gray-clothed man in front of him and said hurriedly as if he saw a savior.

"Leave this to me."

The gray-clothed man nodded and then walked slowly to a place not far from Ci Song.

Ci Song carefully observed the gray-clothed man in front of him. From the outside, he was about fifty years old and had an ordinary face. He was an existence that could not be found among ordinary people, but his eyes were as deep as the abyss, making it impossible for people to see through. He exuded a faint gray aura. Although this aura was weak, it made Ci Song feel some pressure.

"Are you Ci Song?" The gray-clothed man looked at Ci Song and asked hoarsely.

"Yes, I am Ci Song." Ci Song heard this and showed a calm expression on his face.

"Very good, I am the guest official of Wei Mansion, Ma Tie." The gray-clothed man nodded and introduced himself, "Young Master Wei asked me to take your life, do you have any last words to say?"

"Last words?" Ci Song couldn't help laughing when he heard this, "Ma Tie, do you think you have the ability to kill me?"

"Whether you have the ability or not, you will know after trying."

Ma Tie heard this and showed an unhappy expression on his face. As a guest official of Wei Mansion, his strength has reached the level of Hanlin. Even among the Hanlin of Wei Mansion, his strength is also the top existence, otherwise he would not have become Wei Ling's personal guard.

He raised his right hand and waved it lightly. A gray sword energy condensed in an instant and slashed towards Ci Song fiercely.

"Come on, I will rely on my own strength to kill Hanlin again today."

Ci Song saw Ma Tie attacking, he used his talent to condense a brilliant golden sword light and greeted the gray sword energy.

The two sword energies collided violently in the air, making a harsh metal collision sound. Then, the gray sword energy was instantly shattered, and the golden sword light continued to slash towards Ma Tie.

"What? It actually blocked my sword energy?"

Ma Tie saw this scene and showed a shocked expression on his face. He didn't expect that his sword energy would be easily blocked by Ci Song, which was completely beyond his expectations.

"Not good!"

Ma Tie felt the terrifying power contained in the golden sword light and was shocked. He didn't expect Ci Song's strength to be so strong that a sword energy could defeat his condensed sword energy. He quickly used his talent to condense a gray defensive light curtain in front of him.

"Boom!"

The golden sword light hit the gray defensive light curtain fiercely, making a deafening sound.

Ma Tie only felt a terrifying force instantly hitting his defensive light curtain. Under this force, his body was pushed back several steps before blocking Ci Song's sword light.

"It seems that I really can't capture you without showing my real ability."

Ma Tie stabilized his body and looked at Ci Song in front of him with a solemn expression on his face. He had been hiding in the dark and observing Ci Song just now. He also had a rough judgment of Ci Song's strength. In his opinion, although Ci Song's strength was strong, he was not as strong as Hanlin. At most, he was a three-punch Jinshi. As long as he showed all his strength, he could defeat Ci Song.

"Really? Then I would like to see your real ability, but don't die directly under my sword."

While speaking, Han Guang and Shui Han had already appeared in Ci Song's left and right hands. A strong sword intent was released from Ci Song's body. Ma Tie, who was facing him, also took out a gray long sword and faced Ci Song.

"Draw your sword." Ma Tie looked at Ci Song coldly and said coldly.

"You told me to draw my sword."

Ci Song showed a mocking smile on his face, and then without saying anything, he used the "Vertical and Horizontal Combination". The golden talent boiled in his body, surging, and he began to gather strength.

After three cups of tea, under the guidance of the two swords in Ci Song's hands, the talent turned into two giant dragons, one black and one white, interweaving and rushing towards Ma Tie.

The black and white dragons tumbled in the air, and their figures intertwined in the air to form a spectacular picture. The surrounding air seemed to be torn apart by this power, making a sharp whistling sound.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this?"

Ma Tie was shocked by Ci Song's sudden sword attack, and quickly used his strongest sword technique, but the two dragons had already come to his side. Before he could finish his sword technique, the two dragons pierced through his body from both sides, leaving several wounds wherever the dragons passed. Blood gushed out of the wounds, staining his clothes red.

"You, how can you master the legendary vertical and horizontal sword technique, and even the combination of vertical and horizontal?"

Ma Tie's eyes widened, looking at Ci Song in front of him, with an expression of disbelief on his face. The moment the dragons touched him, the sword intent released from his body was instantly swallowed by the two dragons, turned into nutrients for the dragons, and acted on himself.

"You don't need to know."

Ci Song looked at Ma Tie in front of him, with a cold expression on his face. The next second, he came to Ma Tie's side and pierced his heart with a sword.

"You, you actually dare to kill me?"

Ma Tie looked at Ci Song in front of him, his eyes full of unwillingness and fear. He didn't expect that he would die at the hands of Ci Song, and he was killed by the Jiemie Sword Technique, which made him feel extremely desperate.

"You have been blessed by the Mirage Dragon and have reached the current Hanlin realm. You could have gone to Tianguan to protect the Tianyuan Continent, but you chose to help the tyrants and harm the innocent. Today I kill you to enforce justice on behalf of heaven."

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