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Yan Ziyi's beautiful eyes seemed to be burning rapidly! And on the tip of her writing, a ball of sparks suddenly burned wildly!

In an instant, the cell drawn by Chen Runzhi immediately turned into ashes, and Yan Ziyi escaped from the predicament.

"If you want to catch me, you still have to pay some price!" Yan Ziyi said lightly, and Chen Runzhi also felt a headache!

The peak of the Great Confucian is very easy to kill the first level of the Great Confucian, but it is very difficult to capture it alive. However, at this time, it was impossible for Chen Runzhi to let Yan Ziyi leave calmly, so he sneered and said: "If His Highness is really disobedient and disrespectful, his true appearance can only be killed!"

After speaking, without warning, his writing suddenly waved out a dark purple spark, and then flew towards Yan Ziyi!

"Purple flame!" Yan Ziyi hurriedly laid ten lines of defense in front of him, and his face became extremely solemn.

This is the effect that can only be formed by Chen Runzhi's famous war poems, and with the strength in front of her, it is difficult to stop it.

"Boom!" Yan Ziyi's defense line collapsed quickly, and the power of the purple flame was extremely strong, burning nine lines of defense in an instant.

Yan Ziyi's face was cold, and something suddenly flew out of his fingertips, which continued to grow in size in an instant, and his breath was amazing, and he was a Confucian treasure.

This Confucian treasure is like a cow's roar, but its breath is much weaker than that of the purple flame! Yan Ziyi's beautiful eyes flashed coldly, and under the surging of talent, this Confucian treasure exploded violently.

Although it was only a beginner-level Confucian treasure, the violent effect produced after the shattering was comparable to the full-strength blow of the Great Confucian Intermediate Rank.

At this time, Yan Ziyi's last line of defense was broken, and the violent energy generated after the rudimentary Confucian treasure was shattered instantly caught up!

The huge collision of power caused the entire space to seem to vibrate, and a crack appeared in the near-perfect attack of the Purple Flame Fire!

Yan Ziyi's delicate body happened to be squeezed out of this crack, and there was a pale color on her pretty face.

Although he sacrificed a beginner-level Confucian treasure and went all out, Yan Ziyi was still a little injured after all!

"Such a talent, it's really amazing!" Chen Runzhi's eyes couldn't help but flash with appreciation! He was a strong man who had fought to the death against the demon clan from the bloody land for many years, and his combat power was much stronger than that of ordinary Confucian peak powerhouses.

I don't know how many Great Confucian Beginner Rank annihilated under his purple flame, even if it is the Great Confucian Intermediate Rank, it is inevitable that he will be seriously injured!

And Yan Ziyi, the newly promoted junior rank of Confucianism, was able to smash the Confucian treasure very decisively to escape, and the consciousness and determination of this battle can be called perfect.

But it's a pity that the look of appreciation in Chen Runzhi's eyes immediately turned cold! No matter who it is, as long as it hinders him and Wu Zhiqiu's plan, he must die!

"Your Highness, don't blame me!" Chen Runzhi waved his pen, and the purple flame reappeared, incomparably dexterous like a snake, winding and circling, and in an instant, he arrived in front of Yan Ziyi.

"The gap is too big!" Yan Ziyi sighed a little desperately, but she didn't give up her fighting posture.

"Your Highness!"

"Her Royal Highness the Princess!" At this time, many scribes and warriors arrived, and when they saw this scene, they couldn't help but shoot angrily, and how many low-level war poems and martial arts were blasted towards Chen Runzhi!

It's a pity that this level of attack is like tickling for the peak powerhouse of Great Confucianism.

"Today, no one can save you!" Chen Runzhi's pen waved a ball of light, enveloping himself and Yan Ziyi.

All the attacks fell on this light, like mud cows entering the sea, and not even a drop of water could splash out.

"Your Highness!" Many people watched as the purple flame approached Yan Ziyi, but they were powerless!

They roared out one after another, and some people who had received Yan Ziyi's favor closed their eyes in pain, leaving tears!

In the Zhongyong Mansion, the existence of a great Confucian peak powerhouse can be called invincible! And who would have thought that Emperor Yan would make a move on his only sister?

Although this was not Emperor Yan's idea, but Chen Runzhi's temporary idea, no matter what, the holy decree was always sent down by Emperor Yan!

At this time, many people had a feeling of resentment towards the Yan Emperor, and the gray aura poured into the sky, constantly devouring the national fortunes of the Yan Kingdom.

Chen Runzhi's eyes lit up, killed Yan Ziyi, recovered the Zhongyong Mansion, and then waved his army with all his strength to capture the Wei State and restore the glory of the Jin State!

At that time, he and Wu Zhiqiu's plan was not far from success! Originally, he didn't want Yan Ziyi to die, but the eldest princess of Yan Kingdom, who had the first level of Confucianism, had to die!

Who can save Yan Ziyi? Chen Runzhi doesn't think that there is anyone who can do this at this time!

Just as he felt in control, a blazing fireball fell out of nowhere, blasting the light out of a hole!

Yan Ziyi's beautiful eyes flashed with a hint of calmness, and her delicate body flew out with a twist! The fireball was castrated, and it directly swallowed the purple flames!

A hint of solemnity appeared on Chen Runzhi's face, among the powerhouses of the same level, the person who can play the fire system to the point of being superb, and can restrain him from purple flames, looking at the five countries of the human race, there seems to be only one.

But that person has long ceased to exist, and may have turned into ashes even more than ten years ago!

It's just that in the Zhongyong Mansion, when did a strong man at the peak of Confucianism be hidden.

"Who is it?" Chen Runzhi said in a deep voice with endless majesty in his eyes.

Heavy footsteps sounded from inside the palace, and soon an old figure appeared in front of everyone.

"Fu Bo!" Yan Ziyi couldn't help but be taken aback, and many people in the Loyal and Brave Palace's mansion also widened their eyes in surprise.

Fu Bo is the old man by Yu Yichen's side, and he has been by his side since his strength was low! How could this old man, who was originally just a housekeeper in a literary family, be a strong man at the peak of Confucianism!

"It's me!" Fu Bo stopped, just in front of Yan Ziyi, and then raised his head to look at Chen Runzhi!

"This is obviously a stranger, but why does it feel so familiar to me?" A trace of doubt flashed in Chen Runzhi's heart, but at this time, Fu Bo's body had undergone a huge change.

His gray hair instantly turned into dark and shiny black hair, and the skin on his wrinkled face slowly became smooth and full of ruddy!

Even his body has become a little taller, like a pine standing proudly, and his momentum is amazing!

With only about ten breaths of effort, Fauber is a middle-aged man who has become a personable personage.

Although he was still wearing the clothes of a housekeeper, he wore him in the style of Confucianism!