"She is the daughter of the Peacock King, the head of the Eight Great Demon Immortals. When she was born, a ghost fairy wanted to quietly possess her. The Peacock King noticed it and used the five elements to reverse the soul refining method and refine the ghost fairy to death."

"Leave the pure power of your soul to fulfill his daughter's dreams. Are you the daughter of the Peacock King, Xing Yuxian?"

Although she was asking, she didn't have any doubts at all, she had already made up her mind.

"I didn't expect that even Yunmeng Kingdom would intervene in this matter. Is it really going to raise weapons against Daqian again?"

The woman in Confucian robes and square scarf had a smile on her lips: "I don't care about any major national affairs."

"I just heard that Confucianism has great skills and there is a peerless book that can give people a glimpse of the Yangshen Avenue, so I came to see it."

Her beautiful eyes turned and she looked at Su Mu and said with a smile: "I didn't expect to see the saint of Taishangdao. After I have seen the skills of the Confucian master, I will have a fight with you and see the incompetence of Taishangdao."

Taoism and martial arts."

The three women spoke to each other as if there was no one else around, and seemed not to pay attention to the Confucian students at all.

But in fact, even though they were talking, they never stopped attacking.

When the green blood dragon collapsed, the three women's offensive did not stop at all.

Although his words contained hostility, his subordinates cooperated closely and wanted to kill the Confucian students.

The green sword shadow is flying in the sky, and the power of the Yin God emitted has entered reality from illusion, distorting the void.

Just one look at it makes one feel dizzy and find it difficult to stand.

The five-element sword is like a tornado, and the five-color wind is like a pillar reaching the sky.

Wherever it passes, rocks, sand, soil, grass and trees all turn into dust.

It shows a kind of destructive force.

The ancient swords in all directions were bright and dark, seeming to absorb all the light.

Wherever the sword passed, the void collapsed, and the unparalleled suction force made Hong Yi, who was hiding far away, almost want to be sucked in.

Only by concentrating on the soul, imagining the Immovable Amitabha in the past, sitting upright in the void, can the body be stabilized.

No matter who it was, there was no one left behind.

We must take advantage of the situation to kill those few Confucian students when they are seriously injured.

"A powerful warrior can swallow up thousands of miles like a tiger!"

Amidst the sound of clear scolding, the moonlight sword in Shangshan's hand pierced straight out, like a huge ravine.

In the ravine, countless platinum sword energy raged.

Like thousands of troops, they rush out at the command.

Thousands of soldiers are fighting, flashing with a spirit that is chilling to the soul.

The body is like an oven, and blood energy erupts like a tide, with great force.

The awe-inspiring righteousness soared into the sky, and the stars and rivers shook.

Sword Qi, Blood Qi, Haoran Zhengqi, this is the sword that combines body, mind and sword.

It is a sword thrust out by the Supreme Being who explodes and sublimates all his hard work.

It is the most powerful sword he has mastered now.

It is an invincible sword!

I am invincible!

Once this sword comes out, it will have the power to swallow up the world!

Zhao, Su, and Xing are all among the top young masters in the world, and their complexion changed drastically when they saw this sword.

With just one stab of the sword, the three women's attacks were washed away and enveloped.

Swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger!

There is nothing fancy about this sword.

The body, mind, and sword merge into one, and they all come together as one sword.

In just an instant, the outcome was decided.

Not even a sound could be made.

It seemed like even the sound was swallowed up by it all.

I saw countless white gold sword energy, secret and magnificent blood intertwined, bursting out in an instant of brilliance.

All sound and light will be completely annihilated.

The scene was already in a mess, but now there was only a huge ravine that spread out from more than ten feet in front of Shangshan, with no end visible in the distance.

I'm afraid it's several miles long.

The three girls, Zhao, Su and Xing, are all of natural beauty and peerless beauty, but each one is more incompatible with the world than the last.

At this time, they were all in a state of embarrassment, with dusty heads and dirty faces, standing on both sides of the ravine.

"Okay, okay, okay!"

"What a Confucian scholar!"

I don’t know if it was because of God’s intention or because he deeply hated Zhao Feirong.

She was the first to bear the brunt of the sword's force, was the most severely injured, and was in the most embarrassing situation at this time.

He said three good words in a row.

There was no joy or anger on his face.

But everyone can feel her anger that has been accumulated to the extreme.

Like a fairy from the Moon Palace, Su Mu, who was dressed in green gauze and covered in coldness, gently stroked her sleeves and wiped away the dust:

"Confucianism? I didn't expect that in just ten years, under the nose of my supreme master, I would grow to such a state!"

"It seems that my decision to take action this time to help Zhengyi, Fangxian, Daluo and other sects to destroy the foundation of the Confucian sect is still a mistake."

"If you are allowed to continue to develop, wouldn't the world be in chaos?"

She turned out to be Su Mu, the oiran of Sanhua Tower and the saint of Taishangdao.

Even when she was frightened and angry, she spoke calmly and calmly.

Like a fairy from above, looking down at the world, without the desires of mortals.

Although Xing Yuxian was in a sorry state, he still had a smile on his face: "This trip is really worth it. This sword already has the power of a martial saint,"

"It's just a disciple who can do so much. That Yashenggong seems to have real knowledge. I want to see it even more."

"Ahem!"

In response to the three women's words, Shang Shan coughed violently several times.

This sword was more refined than the last time in the Xishan Valley, and it was already the best in his life.

But he was also hurt more severely.

This is a sword with the ultimate sublimation of spirit and energy.

If there is not enough cultivation support, it will cause great harm to one's body.

"It is indeed an invincible sword."

Zhao Feirong was extremely angry and did not deny this.

He sneered: "However, with your strength, once this sword is released, there is no more power left, so you can only kill with your bare hands. I wonder how you can escape again?"

"Or do you think that you can escape this disaster by escaping from us?"

"Masters from various sects have already gone around to kill Confucian students. Even your master will not be able to escape the disaster. If the saint's family attacks, he will be ruined. At that time, the emperor will be furious and issue an order to kill him.

I can’t even get out of the palace,”

“Everyone’s head will fall to the ground, their homes will be ransacked and their families will be destroyed!”

"Today is destined to be the day when Confucianism will be destroyed!"

"shut up!"

A student braced himself for his injuries and cursed angrily: "Master is a scholar of heaven. If he were here, you, the little thief, could be killed with just a backhand. How can I allow you to speak nonsense here!"

"Grrrrrr, I'm about to die, but I still don't know it."

Zhao Feirong sneered and said: "I hope that Chen Pi'er can hold on longer. After I kill you, I will kill him again."

"Ya Shenggong? Such a great name. Wouldn't it be a pity if he died without being able to play with it himself?"

"How dare you insult the Master!"

"I am equally at odds with you!"

All the students were furious.

"Hahahaha, I want to see how a group of people who are dying and struggling can be at odds with me."
To be continued...