Saint of the Confucian way

Looking at his men flying to the neighboring county, Zhang poyue took a deep breath and spread spring thunder with his greatest strength. With his ability, spring thunder can spread thousands of miles away, but it was suppressed by the holy road and clouds, and only spread for 50 miles.

The scholars around Zhang poyue sighed. I'm afraid Xihai Longsheng had thought of this long ago.

"From now on, no one can use the power of official seal!" Fang Yun's tongue burst into spring thunder.

The officials didn't understand what was going on, but they followed suit.

Zhang poyue and other highly qualified scholars brightened their eyes and seemed to be full of expectation.

Before Fang Yun flew to the north city wall, he heard a spring thunder from the south of the city.

"Wu guopeng takes photos and comes to help the war!"

Fang Yun looked around and saw Peng walking in white and black plum clothes standing on the white clouds, with two empty sleeves without arms floating in the wind.

Under the pressure of the holy road and chaotic clouds, Ning'an city was dark, but Fang Yun, who had bright eyes and night vision, saw Peng zozhao's firm face. His empty sleeves not only did not reduce his spirit, but also added a spirit that people with sound limbs could not have.

Fang Yun couldn't help remembering the photo taking with Peng Zou in the sky tree. Peng Zou Zhaoming was close to the Zong family and got the help of Zongsheng, but he wanted Fang Yun to run first in the sky tree. This time, Ao Huang loosened his claws and Fang Yun fell on the wall.

On the wall of Ning'an City, crossbows are ready and rolling logs are lined up. Rows of soldiers stand on the wall, knife light flashing, and everyone exudes a heavy chill.

Beihai Dragon Palace came from the north, so Fang Yun put all the elite soldiers on the north city wall. Whether they are demon iron cavalry, barbarian private soldiers or three thousand government troops, they are gathered on the wide city wall at the moment.

Fang Yun looked at the waves hundreds of miles ahead. He looked extremely severe, but he didn't have the slightest cowardice or retreat. He was like fire!

Soon, Peng walked and jumped up the city wall.

"Brother Peng!"

"Lord Peng!"

"Go, brother Zhao!"

All the readers, including Zhang poyue, took the initiative to greet Peng.

Peng zozhao, an armless scholar, may not be the best scholar of the Terran, may not be the most talented scholar, or may not be the most powerful student of the holy academy, but he is the most perseverance! Is the best!

Walking photos have the talent of great Confucianism.

This is Zong Sheng's evaluation of Peng zozhao many years ago. The humanoid family is 10 billion, and there are only a few hundred existing great scholars, which is the limit that normal readers can reach. As for semi saint, it is not the category considered by normal readers at all.

Every scholar knows that the achievement of Hanlin itself is a matter of honor. Even becoming a Hanlin in the semi holy family is a great honor. Facing the difficulties of ordinary scholars, Peng zozhao has not only become a Hanlin, but also the first tongue sword of Hanlin. This honor is unique in the world!

Fang Yun arched his hand and said, "thank you, brother Peng, for coming to help."

Peng zozhao had no arms and could not bow. He just bowed his head a little. Then he held his head high and looked at the demon man aquarium getting closer and closer in the distance. His tongue burst with spring thunder and said: "Where the great righteousness lies, the world belongs. Peng should do his part. If the middle way of the virtual Saint collapses, the heaven will fall, and the human race will be in danger! He knows that the virtual saint is in trouble but does not save, and he shrinks in case of danger. He dares to talk about the holy way! How can he mention the human race!"

Peng zozhao's voice was sonorous and powerful, like a sword, clanking in everyone's ears.

Lei Wu in the sky and the three dragons of Beihai Dragon Palace flew close to the north wall. Lei Wu blushed and dared not refute this remark.

Although the two dragon princes are not human, they also grew up reading sages' books, showing shame.

Only Ao Wo, the Dragon King, smiled and said: "The Dragon saint of the West Sea is ready to destroy the city. A hundred miles of the angry sea is about to break the city. A million soldiers will enter the city at any time. I want to see where the people of Ning'an city are going! As long as you hand over Fang Yun and escort them to the Beihai Dragon Palace, the siege of Ning'an city will be lifted naturally! Fang Yun, you are worthy of being called virtual saint for your own selfish desires and ignore hundreds of thousands of people in Ning'an city? You are also worthy of fighting for the holy way?"

Without the power of the holy temple, Ao vortex's voice spread all over the county.

No matter how much the people of Ning'an City admire Fang Yun, there were waves in their hearts after the Dragon King Ao vortex finished.

Suddenly, a voice with spring thunder sounded: "I'd like to ask Fang Xusheng to bear the blame for the people of Ning'an county and save Ning'an county from this disaster! You can't bury hundreds of thousands of people in Ning'an city for your own selfish desires! As long as Fang Xusheng is willing to be captured and enter Beihai Dragon Palace, Ben is willing to give up his position and go to Beihai Dragon Palace together. I hope Fang Xusheng will think twice!"

Many people took a breath. Geng Ge was too vicious. He didn't want to fight for his official position. He had to die with Fang Yun!

Peng zozhao suddenly looked at LV Hanlin in the punishment hall and asked, "Ning'an is in danger. Demon barbarians are coming to the city. Who is the leader of the human race here now?"

Lu Han immediately said, "Fang Yun and Fang Xusheng are the masters of the human race here."

Peng zozhao nodded, then bowed his head slightly to Fang Yun and said, "before the foreign enemy arrives, the traitor speaks first. Wait a moment, Peng will take the traitor's head."

With that, Peng walked and trod the battle poem, galloping in the direction of Geng Ge.

Fang Yun was moved by it.

Everyone was extremely shocked. Geng Ge was not only an Imperial Academy, but also an old Imperial Academy. He was an important chess piece for Zuo XiangLiu mountain and even the miscellaneous sect saint!

Even Zhang poyue stared and said, "what an armless Hanlin, what a first tongue sword in Hanlin, which is more cruel than Lao Tzu! It's Li Wenying ten years ago!"

But Bai Xi saw Peng walking back, his sleeves floating, and a bloody head on his tongue and sword.

Until then, Fang Yun finally understood what was the first sword of Hanlin!

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