The Mad Prince of Tang Dynasty, Inheritance of the Sword Saint at the Beginning

Seeing that Wang Tong hadn't acted yet, Xie Ziran persuaded him.

"Let Kong Ying learn it, face to face, just ask."

Wang Tong knew that he couldn't resist the matter, so he could only send someone to summon him.

At this moment, a voice came from behind Wang Tong.

"No need, I'll come out by myself."

Kong Yingxue walked out of the inner house, and the people around him gave way to Li Kuan.

Li Kuan's eyes flickered with murderous intent, and Wu Choi pointed at Kong Yingxue.

"If you have any last words, tell me."

Kong Yingxue snorted coldly.

"Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty recruited soldiers everywhere. As a prince, you don't practice benevolence and are bloodthirsty. Now you are attracting the world with longevity exercises, and you want to unify a hundred schools of thought."

"Only when a hundred schools of thought contend can we develop. How can I stand idly by when you do something disobedient?"

Kong Yingxue admitted.

Wang Tong's face was gloomy.

Kong Yingxue did this kind of thing behind his back, it doesn't matter if he is not found out, now that the incident is revealed, he has harmed Confucianism.

Li Kuan stared at Kong Yingxue with a sneer.

"Aren't you cooperating with Yuan Tiangang for the sake of longevity?"

Kong Yingxue did not answer Li Kuan's question directly, but stood proudly with her arms behind her back and her chest raised.

"The cooperation with Yuan Tiangang was done by me alone, and has nothing to do with Confucianism."

After finishing speaking, the internal force gushed out, turning into a one-meter-thick spirit snake and rushing towards Li Kuan.

Suddenly, there was a strong wind blowing in the courtyard, and the surrounding trees rustled.

Li Kuan looked at the rushing zhenqi, snorted coldly, and lifted the left and right sides that hadn't held the sword.

"The little tricks of carving insects, I dare to make an axe."

"Suck star Dafa, suck it for me!"

Chapter 170 Six, Declaring War with the Sword

Huge suction burst out from Li Kuan's left hand, and Kong Yingxue's blow with all his strength was dissolved invisibly.

Yang Su could see clearly from the side, the suction almost made him stagger when he was too late to guard against it.

"This exercise is really evil!"

Yu Wencheng didn't speak, but the seriousness in his eyes showed that he was very concerned about this matter.

In the courtyard, Kong Yingxue, who had been deciphered, didn't see any panic, and said with his hands behind his back.

"Prince Tangtang, the No. 1 talent in the Tang Dynasty, the protector of immortals, don't you dare to accept the move?"

Li Kuan swung Wu Chou sword.

"Don't you just want to see my strength, and then use the fog formation to escape while I parry?"

Hearing this, Kong Ying, who was originally calm, panicked.

Li Kuan continued.

"It's okay, let you see my strength, let the world see the power of the Wuyou Sword, lest someone say that the Wuyou Wooden Sword can be safe in the world, it is a fallacy."

In the courtyard, everyone held their breath and focused, wanting to see Li Kuan's sword.

The sword light soared into the sky, like a firefly in the dark night, then it became brighter and brighter, and finally turned into a scorching sun. The dazzling light made everyone squint their eyes for fear of being burned.

Accompanied by the sword light, the five sword intents merged with each other.

Kuaijian is unintentional, and his extremely fast swordsmanship makes it too late for people to parry.

The soft sword is impermanent, like a poisonous snake in the dark, hidden in nowhere, ready to strike a fatal blow at any time.

The epee has no front, thick and fierce, making people powerless to parry.

The wooden sword is flawless, plain and unremarkable, but with awe-inspiring killing intent, taking people's lives lightly.

There is no sword without moves, everything can be a sword, and movement is the way of the sword.

The sword lights up, the wind and clouds move, and the sky and the earth tremble.

It seems that there is only this one sword in the world. It is ordinary, yet shocking. It seems urgent and slow, strong and weak.

Everyone found that their bodies were a little numb and unable to move, exactly the same as when the immortal drew his sword back then.

Kong Yingxue's eyes were filled with fear, uneasiness, and remorse.

There was only this sword light in his eyes, like a thunderbolt.

A sword cut across Kong Yingxue's body, and the sword energy remained undiminished, dividing the entire villa into two.

Seeing the terrifying scene in front of them, everyone took a few steps back in fright, away from Li Kuan.