Saint of the Confucian way

"Nonsense! Fang Xusheng was a newcomer to the Shihan ancient land. He suddenly understood the holy way and was eaten back!" Yan ningxiao thought of an excuse almost in an instant.

Bing Tong smiled. His huge eggplant like nose trembled slightly like a sarcoma and said: "Just be happy. Don't worry, I'm one of the most reluctant people in the world to let him out of danger, just like you, because I'm very interested in the inheritance of the ice family. Everyone knows that Fang Xusheng has something to do with the ancient demon family. It seems that he has inherited a little power of the ancient demon. We don't know exactly. It seems that our ancestors of the ice family were also ancient demons."

Bing Tong said that, with his hands on his back, he stood motionless outside a hundred feet, with no intention of making a move.

All five of them had rich combat experience. They all felt that the man was not hostile, so they relaxed their look.

Yan ningxiao snorted coldly and said, "it would be better if you step back a hundred feet."

"No problem!" Bing Tong smiled, stretched out his hand and walked backward, but his eyes kept staring at Fang Yun.

The five people not only didn't put down their heart, but their whole body was tense and more alert.

The five people stared at Bingtong's right hand. The hand looked like a human hand with some white hair, but it was bigger and rougher. There was nothing special except a black "X" symbol on it and playing with a black pearl the size of an orange.

However, in Yan ningxiao's perception, the hand seemed to contain a continuous cemetery, burying countless wrongs and ghosts, full of desperate screams.

There was once a great saint in the demon world. When he was half saint, I don't know what means he used to practice an ancient demon cemetery into a divine object and integrate it into his right hand. As soon as he did it, there were thousands of tombs like a city, full of ghosts, evil intentions and fierce power. After training, the demon Saint slaughtered hundreds of millions of demon barbarians of the enemy family, threw all the bones into the grave and collected them in his right hand.

From then on, the demon Saint collected all the killed enemies into the right-hand cemetery.

That hand and this set of magic are called the hand of the fierce tomb, and the demon saint is the famous fierce tomb saint.

All ethnic groups in the Shihan ancient land know that this ice Tong got the incomplete cultivation method from the tribe of the great saint of the fierce tomb and practiced it into a power that can be called a magic in the demon world.

Although Bingtong's fierce tomb hand is very different from that of the great saint of the fierce tomb, it integrates his own views on power, making his fierce tomb hand known as the invincible demon king. Even some big demon kings are unwilling to fight with him for fear of being hit hard by his fierce tomb hand.

Everyone in Shihan ancient land knows a word: don't let the Black Pearl fall from Bingtong's hands.

After retreating a hundred feet, Bingtong raised his right palm, shook it gently, smiled and said, "my seal is still in my hand. I'm not here to fight. I'm just interested in Binggong mountain notch and Fang Yun."

Whenever he spoke, his huge nose would shake gently.

Yan ningxiao said calmly, "the people who say such words are basically dead."

"After all, I am the only candidate for the next first Han Jun. even if I die, it will be more than 200 years later." Bing Tong smiled.

Suddenly, Yan ningxiao and Bing looked at the direction of the ice emperor palace together.

Two big demon kings and nine demon kings are flying rapidly, and the great Confucian and great scholar of the human race follow, and the star demon man side also follows, and finally many kings of the ice family.

The atmosphere at the foot of Binggong mountain suddenly became dignified.

Yan ningxiao led the rest of the great scholars forward and blocked Fang Yun behind him.

Bing Tong looked at the flying blood demon Manzhu kings, showing an impatient look, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

The first blood demon man was a wolf demon king. Before he could speak, Bing Tong asked impolitely, "King Langshan, what are you doing here?"

The wolf fir king was stunned and stared at Bing Tong's eyes, but he couldn't get any response. He had to answer truthfully: "I almost saw the lion long king killed by Fang Yun, a crafty traitor. I'll take revenge!"

"I support you very much for revenge, but first kill all the Terrans and star demons behind you! Don't get close to me until you kill them all!" said Bing Tongdao.

There was a flash of anger in King Langshan's eyes. Even though Bing was in a high position with the Bing family, he should not treat a big demon king like this.

While they were talking, the kings of the Terran and the star demon had arrived with the intention of surpassing the wolf fir king.

Bingtong's right hand continued to play with the black pearl and said faintly, "stop together. Whoever dares to surpass the wolf fir king, the king will join hands with the wolf fir king to kill all the incoming enemies!"

The kings of Terran and star demon man looked, and then several Terrans listened, and soon agreed. They didn't move forward. Yan ningxiao, who had just heard, was relieved.

The kings behind them, too, stopped not far from the ice.

Soon, Bing and the kings in front were divided into three different camps. The Terran was together with the star demon man, the kings of the blood demon man were together, and the rest were the ice family. However, the kings of the ice family seemed to be divided into two factions. Although they talked to each other, they were not warm.

The wolf fir king held back his anger, his eyes turned red and said, "Bingtong, this has nothing to do with you! Our blood demon man is allied with the ice family. The Terran is the enemy now. Your behavior is equivalent to betraying the ice family."

"It's not that I haven't betrayed." Bing Tong looked indifferent.

Some of the kings of the ice family rolled their eyes, some couldn't cry or laugh, some shook their heads, and some showed fierce eyes.

King Langshan was speechless because Bingtong really did too many incredible things. He killed the son of the first Han Jun and sold the Bing clan in cooperation with the demon world in order to study the hand of the fierce tomb. But what really made him remembered by all people in Shihan ancient land was that he killed all his brothers and sisters first, and then all his parents' brothers and sisters in order to study the hand of the fierce tomb and his own blood, Finally, he killed all the children of himself and his brothers and sisters.

He personally killed his three families.

However, because he is too talented, the ice family needs him too much, and the first cold king is guaranteed, so far he is at large.

Several big demon kings of the Bing clan even publicly declared that once Bing Tong Wang won the first cold king, he would drive him away and put him on the air.

Unexpectedly, Bingtong was not interested in the position of the first cold king. He said that he would make way for the good when things were done, but the benefits promised to him by the Bing family could not be less, otherwise he would kill all the Bing people.

In the face of such ferocity, the wolf fir king is like a toothless old dog. When he meets a bone, he has nowhere to talk.

Although the blood demon man is ferocious, he attaches great importance to the concept of family and tribe, which is one of the main reasons why the demon man defeats the ancient demon. If any demon man does this like Bingtong, there will be a demon saint to kill.

In the Shihan ancient land, the importance of competing for the cold king is above all else.

"Wait." Bing Tong said, leaning back against Binggong mountain, standing obliquely, his right hand still playing with the black pearl. The little black pearl was playing with flowers by him and kept dodging and moving between his fingers, like a living creature.

The wolf fir king looked at the ice family and looked for help.

Several big demon kings of the ice clan shook their heads gently, even showing a headache. In the ice clan, no one can persuade Bing Tong except the first cold gentleman. Don't mention this situation. Even if Bing Tong rushes into the blood demon camp and kills, it's not worth the first cold gentleman's persuasion.

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