Chapter 303: Tears of the Saints

"Set me free?"

The gray slave's eyes lit up, he nodded, opened his heart as he said, and at the same time took another step forward, only a few steps away from the long sword of the Kong Boyu. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The momentum of the two parties was like a man, and they did not give in to each other, and between the two swords, the black mist boiled and dispersed to the side. I saw that the black long sword in the gray slave's hand was overwhelmed after all, and a crack broke out with a click.

Seeing that his black long sword was overwhelmed, the gray slave suddenly saw that his eyes were sharp, and he did not dodge or dodge, and rushed towards the direction of the Hole Fish.

Kong Boyu was startled, and said in his heart that this guy is dead. It was such a moment of trance, but he was forced back by the gray slave for more than a dozen steps. As soon as Kong Boyu reacted, he immediately rushed away again.

It's just that the first move has been lost.

……

The Gray Slave's decision is not insignificant, but the difference in strength between the two sides is really too big. No, Kong Boyu's body moved, but he had already appeared in front of him in an instant, and a sword stabbed out.

The gray slave's eyes widened, and his heart was shocked. However, his combat quality was so good that he narrowly avoided the fatal blow of the Cumber Fish with a sideways turn.

"Awesome!" Bai Hao on the side exclaimed.

Although he knew that the gray slave was powerful, he didn't expect that he was a fighting genius. Just now, even Bai Hao himself didn't dare to say that he would definitely be able to avoid it.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The Gray Slave is a foundation building beginner, oh no, after absorbing the spiritual power of the Destroying Heaven, he has already reached the Jindan Beginner Rank. But even so, as a Jindan beginner-level monk, he was able to entangle with the master of the god for so long, and I have to say that the gray slave is a combat genius.

The eyes of the Kong Boyu are as clear as water, the forest is as cold as ice, and there is no trace of leaving hands in his eyes. The brilliant sword power is like a mighty and righteous path, as if it wants to smash the evil demons such as the gray slave.

The gray slave's face turned pale, and he didn't have much strength left. However, in order to destroy the freedom of the heavens, he still worked hard to squeeze his potential.

Seeing that the gray slave was so difficult, Kong Boyu's face turned purple with anger. Finally, he roared, and the long sword in his hand immediately erupted with an earth-shattering buzzing sound of sword qi.

This sword, the gods and ghosts wept.

This sword, the wind and clouds change color.

……

As a demon cultivator, the gray slave has a good heart. But at this moment, he looked at Kong Boyu's sword, and there was a trace of despair in his heart. This sword, you can't dodge it, you can't avoid it!

"Am I going to die?" The gray slave said in his heart.

"Kill!"

With a roar, the sword of the Cumber Fish finally came to the gray slave. The gray slave looked at the sword light that was constantly expanding between his pupils, and suddenly, he closed his eyes.

"Gray slave, don't give up, kill me!"

At this moment, suddenly, a majestic force came from the rear. The gray slave was shocked, but saw a blood-colored light pour into his head.

"Bang!"

At this moment, the gray slave only felt that the shackles that had bound him for a hundred years were finally broken.

Shattered!

It's broken!

……

"Hahaha."

The gray slave looked up to the sky and smiled, although his voice was still hoarse, but the ecstasy at that moment was indescribable. With a bang, the sword had already come to the gray slave.

Seeing this, the gray slave's pupils contracted sharply, and he shouted: "The old man has just untied the shackles, I don't want to die!" Ahhh ā€

After the roar, the muscles on the gray slave's body swelled rapidly. In just a moment, his originally shriveled flesh and blood magically became full again. Even, his cultivation skyrocketed from the first rank of Jindan to the latter rank of Jindan.

"What's going on?" Cumber exclaimed.

"Hey, hey."

The gray slave chuckled, and a black light suddenly appeared in his eyes. After that, the black long sword in his hand immediately lit up, it was the purest black demon sword qi, and it was a little more bloody than the previous sword qi.

Seeing this behind him, he snorted, his eyes showing approval.

He had only been untied for him that he was able to comprehend the deeper use of power. Moreover, his fighting instincts are simply amazing. What is a combat genius, he is a combat genius like this!

"Boom."

He smiled, and the strength in his hand increased a little more. At this moment, he saw that the Blood Jade Divine Bead in his hand had been immersed in two-thirds. It was just a little bit before his blood jade divine bead was stuffed into the eyes of the Confucian saint.

"It's a little bit close, it's a little bit closer to you being able to come out." Ji Yantian said excitedly.

Kong Boyu naturally knew that the situation was critical at the moment, and at that moment, he saw that Kong Fu and those people were still standing still, his face was blue with anger, and he scolded: "What are you little cubs still doing in a daze, stop him." ā€

"Yes, Chief."

"Hey, are you all stupid?"

"Is it really stupid to read!"

……

Kong Boyu scolded angrily, that kind of thing is really a personless person. Seeing this, Bai Hao snorted and chuckled. He had discovered just now that the people of the Eight Poles Book Garden didn't know what to do with their heads. Their own garden chief is working hard there, but they are watching the play like passers-by.

"Hey, you're not me, why bother?" Bai Hao shrugged his shoulders and smiled in his heart.

In fact, Baji Shuyuan was unlucky, and he was still happy to see it in his heart. Although it is a bit unkind to say this, who told them to bully the Kunlun people all the time.

……

Bai Hao was idle over there watching the play, but the students of the Baji Academy were busy at the moment. I saw that one by one, they sacrificed magic weapons to kill the heavens, and that scene was tsk.

Bai Hao sighed a few times in his heart, but he saw that Ji Xuantian finally stuffed the divine bead into the eyes of the Kong saint. In an instant, the red light on Sage Kong's body was everywhere, and the demonic aura was monstrous......

……

Saints become demons.

Oh my God, the saint has become a demon!

……

Everyone exclaimed, frightened that their heads had short-circuited. At this time, the Kong Boyu who was entangled by the gray slave also had black eyes and almost fainted.

"It's over, it's over, it's all over." Kong Boyu lost his soul and said.

……

"Hahahaha, it worked."

"The saint becomes a demon, this is the saint becomes a demon...... What a wonder of the world. ā€

……

He laughed out loud, and his long hair was windless. After that, he recited the mantra and pressed it heavily on the center of the eyebrows of the statue of Confucius. Everyone only heard a loud buzz, and the statue of Confucius actually came alive.

"Ah...... Oh my God, the saint lives! Kong Fu exclaimed.

"Ancestor, I'm sorry for you!" Kong Boyu said loudly, and there was a bit of crying in his voice. Bai Hao on the side looked at everyone dumbfounded, and felt that he had really opened his eyes for a while.

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The Eight Extremes Academy was in a mess, and the Dead Heaven and the Gray Slave were full of pride, and their faces were full of arrogance. At this moment, the sharp-eyed Bai Hao saw the statue of Confucius that had been demonized, and a tear actually dripped from his eyes.

Tears of the saints!

Is he mourning for his children?

Was he mourning his unfortunate fate?

……

At this moment, Bai Hao's eyes seemed to appear again, and the scene of his mother being refined into a yin corpse by the spirit eating demon monk appeared. When a saint becomes a demon, what is the difference between it and his mother being demonized?

I don't know why, Bai Hao actually felt a trace of sympathy for the statue of Confucius.

Should I save it?

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