"Okay, it is indeed a bit brave, but unfortunately, it is too crazy."

"Today, I will let you know that if you violate the rules and regulations, heaven and earth will not tolerate it, and everyone will punish you."

As Hong Xuanji spoke, he opened his lowered eyelids.

The cold murderous intent suddenly spread silently, and in an instant it was overwhelming.

Everyone felt as if their souls were about to be frozen, and their skin and flesh were cut off piece by piece by the murderous intent of a knife, which was extremely painful.

But at almost the same moment, an extremely strong and domineering aura surged out like a violent wave.

It also makes people feel like they are in a torrential furnace, the heat is unbearable.

Everything around him began to distort.

The grass, trees, bricks, and soil seemed to be burning.

The two heavens of ice and fire.

This was Hong Xuanji's murderous intention and his masculine and domineering martial arts thoughts.

"Hong Xuanji! You...you are so shameless!"

Li Shenguang gritted his teeth and squeezed out almost every word, despite the overwhelming pressure from the world of ice and fire.

"puff!"

He barely managed to say a word, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

He is just a mortal, and to be able to speak out under the pressure of Hong Xuanji is already a proud man with a thunderous spirit in his chest.

His will caused his body to exceed its limits.

Li Shenguang knew that Hong Xuanji had murderous intentions.

Today's Daqian martial arts leader, how many people can take his punch?

One punch or a hundred punches, it makes no difference.

Even Duke Li tried to stop him, but he still couldn't stop his thoughts and completely aroused his murderous intention.

It can be seen that he is extremely scrupulous about the new holy way.

Li Shenguang looked at Duke Li with difficulty.

Even if he presses to death, he can't stop the opponent.

Now, only the Li Guogong present has any hope of being able to protect this new literary saint.

Although Hong Pi had shown extraordinary martial arts cultivation, Li Shenguang still didn't think he could survive Hong Xuanji's punch.

It's not that he has no confidence in Hong Pi, but that he can't gamble, and he can't take any risks.

At this time, Li Guogong still maintained his somewhat ungrateful expression, as if he didn't react to everything in front of him.

Just a look of hesitation and struggle flashed across his eyes.

"Hong Xuanji, you are the one who is so arrogant. Do you really think that if you act like you are fearless and sweep everything away, you can really dominate the world?"

The one who spoke was naturally Hong Pi.

Naturally, it is impossible for him to need other people to stand up for him.

Although this battle came much earlier than he expected and was not what he wanted.

But when trouble comes, Hong Pi will not back down.

"Let's see today, whether you can let me know your ethics, or whether I can let you know how high the world is!"

While he was talking, everyone saw a white light rising into the sky above Hong Pi's head.

It's mighty and mighty, straight up to the sky.

Legend has it that the ancient saints and sages were able to cultivate their energy through reading and understanding.

It is usually kept in the chest, but when the spirit is high, it comes out from the top of the head and reaches the sky, just like the smoke of a beacon.

People who practice martial arts have pure and pure blood, and they are completely transformed. After becoming a martial arts saint, their blood and energy can also flow out from the top of their head, so they are called essence and energy.

Although Jingqi Langyan is rare, it is not unfamiliar to the world.

But like Hong Pi, it is obviously not just pure energy.

It is continuous and dense, like a great river, endless and endless.

It is obviously as hot as the blazing sun, but when it falls, it is as warm and peaceful as the morning light.

Completely different from the masculine and domineering style of Jingqi Langyan.

It's a purer, mellower scent.

Li Shenguang and others felt their hearts shaking and excited.

Others can't feel it, but they can.

This feeling of pure, mellow breath is clearly the same as the awe-inspiring and awe-inspiring feeling that fills their chests when they read some amazing words that stir their hearts.

Could this be the awe-inspiring spirit cultivated by the legendary ancient sages who read and understood the truth?

He really is a saint!

Hong Xuanji's eyes flashed.

I was also slightly shocked.

This man's cultivation is so profound, his aura is dense and endless.

In front of him, he was not at a disadvantage.

But others don't know it, but he knows it clearly.

He himself is already at the peak of the Martial Saint level, but there is still a flaw in his body and mind, otherwise he would have already reached the level of human immortality.

But this boy has clearly not yet reached the realm of martial saint.

The ancient sages and awe-inspiring auras?

Hong Xuanji himself is a scholar, so he naturally knows.

It's just that this kind of awe-inspiring spirit is so wonderful?

In the flash of lightning in his mind, his right hand was pinched with five fingers, like a treasure vase.

The void seemed to vibrate violently despite his pinching, making everyone around him unsteady. The heart in his chest felt as if someone had violently squeezed it, almost suffocating and fainting.

"ha!"

Duke Li Guo stood sideways, blocking Li Shenguang, Xie Wenyuan and others, and exhaled suddenly.

The roar was like thunder, immediately blocking Hong Xuanji's overwhelming power.

But how could Hong Xuanji’s power be so simple?

With his five fingers pinched, his fist, which was like a vase, suddenly appeared several looming gods.

It's like a raging tide stirring up in a huge sea, one wave after another, emptying out to the four extremes of the wasteland, sweeping everything away.

The small courtyard was teetering on the edge of the howling wind and turbulent waves, threatening to spread to neighbors in all directions.

"What a great Marquis Wu Wen! What a master of Neo-Confucianism!"

Hong Pi laughed angrily: "The sky is high and the earth is vast, how can you, a person with no love and righteousness, who looks at the sky from the bottom of a well, see it?"

"Let me show you what the sky is high!"

Hong Pi's right arm was stretched out horizontally, and his two fingers were raised sideways like a sword.

But it is not as light and agile as a sword, but is extremely heavy.

Like the Spring and Autumn History pen, the big pen is like seal script!

"The road is like the blue sky!"

Like a pen or a sword, with one stroke in the sky, there will be a powerful and unstoppable pure green sword energy, like a rainbow shaking the sky and a river flowing across the sky.

The sword of Haoran's righteousness is like a rainbow!

Like a giant seal script with a magnificent seal!

The sky is as blue as water, and the rivers and seas flow across it, vast and vast.

It makes people wonder where they come from, where they go, when they start and when they end.

I just feel that the world is long and a hundred years are rushing by.

A lifetime of busyness, fame, wealth, royal power, and wealth, but in the end, it is nothing more than a fleeting moment.

Only three feet of loess remained, and I shed tears alone.

Heaven and earth are like a cage, and the avenue is like a cage!

Hong Xuanji punched out with one punch, and the gods followed him, and the heaven and earth were dominated by each other.

Under this sword, everything was covered.
To be continued...