The Holy Lord of the Soldier snorted, he is the tenth generation of the Holy Lord of the Soldier, if the tenth generation of the Holy Lord of Confucianism is here, how much power can he exert the imperial weapon?

Now the ninth generation of the Holy Lord of Confucianism, there is no one to bully him?

"It's too underestimate my soldier's long victory spear!" "The Holy Lord of the Soldier raised his spear, the name of this gun is very ordinary, but its ability is not simple.

When the spear was pointed to the sky, suddenly, on the continent, all the soldiers' weapons were shaking, and the same was true of the people on the void battlefield, the weapons were shaking one by one.

The creatures on the continent looked stunned, they didn't know what was going on,

Even the old soldiers of the older generation can't say what happened.

"The scholars in the world are Confucians, so the soldiers in the world have an inseparable relationship with the soldiers. ”

The holy master of the soldier, the tone is indifferent, this gun in the hand, can absorb the vitality of the world's soldiers, condensed on the head of the gun, it is different from Wu Tian's god-killing spear, the god-killing spear, itself contains power.

And the imperial weapon of the soldiers, Changsheng Spear, has a vulgar name, but its ability is definitely not cheesy.

Right now

Strength

Coming from all directions, condensed on the head of the spear.

"Buzz. ”

The gun, suddenly let out a terrible tremble,

"Come again. ”

The Holy Lord of the Soldier let out a loud shout and rushed forward.

The Confucian holy lord and the military saint fought together again.

In terms of strength, it is natural that the Confucian holy lord is above the soldiers, however, the holy lord of the soldiers relies on the special power of the spear.

The two fought hard for an hour, and in this hour, Wen Zhong and the others on Wu Tian's side had completely suppressed the Mo Family Holy Land.

called the Mo family giant, and roared: "Why, my dignified Mo family, will actually lose to you?"

Wu Tian didn't want to deal with him,

His attention was on the battle between the Confucian holy lord Kong Tiandi and the military holy lord,

An hour,

The Confucian holy lord Kong Tiandi, temporarily taking the holy master of the soldiers, there is no way, a steady stream of people from all around, into the Changsheng spear,

A spear danced vigorously in the hands of the holy master of the soldier's family, but it did not leak, and at this time, the scholarly robe on the Confucian holy lord had been damaged in many places, and his forehead was even more sweaty.

But Kong Tiandi, but not so, he has patience, Confucian people, the most patient, Kong Tiandi still remembers that he was born poor, when he was a child, in the mountains, his parents told him that only by reading can he be promising.

In order to get ahead, he went to study, however, on the first day he went to the school, Kong Tiandi knew that he was not the material for reading, because when he saw those words, he was dizzy and drowsy.

However, he was not reconciled,

Looking at the book, his eyelids were heavy and almost closed, but he endured it with all his might,

For the first time,

He fell asleep as soon as he read the book,

second

Third ......

He kept trying, and finally he succeeded, and he managed to endure the sleepiness,

Instead of successfully overcoming their own flaws,

When he saw the book, he still wanted to sleep, but his endurance was tempered.

Kong Tiandi has incomparable patience, he believes that the Holy Lord of the Soldier Family, this kind of power obtained with the help of external objects will not last long after all,

Gradually, the Holy Lord of the Soldier and his Changsheng spear will definitely show flaws, and at that time, it will be the moment of his Confucian victory!

Another half an hour passed, Wu Tian defeated the Mo family, and each of them withdrew, and now on the void battlefield, there are only Confucianism and soldiers.

The disciples didn't dare to intervene, for fear of being strangled by the wave of qi stirred up by the collision of the imperial weapon!

And at this time, the Confucian holy lord and the military saint are still indistinguishable from victory and defeat.

The Confucian holy lord with the mirror of the "inner saint and outer king" is terrible in defense,

The Holy Lord of the Soldier relies on the Victory Spear, and has incomparable attack power,

But the two, now no one can help the other, and can only maintain the undefeated status quo.

The black-clothed saint son of Confucianism and the saint son of the soldier all looked at this scene lightly,

The Confucian Holy Son, he didn't say much, he didn't care about the victory or defeat, he had a cold face, dressed in black, and murderous, making it hard to imagine that such a person would be the Holy Son of Confucianism. But those who know him know that this holy son deserves his name, and he loves to read the most.

People, do not look like people.

The Holy Son of the Soldier doesn't care about winning or losing, but unlike the Confucian Holy Son, the reason why he doesn't care about winning or losing is because millions of people came to the Holy Land of the Soldier this time.

One hundred thousand of them, on this void battlefield, all the people swore that they would respect the winner of the void battlefield as king,

However, the holy son of the soldier, as a member of the soldier's family, has always felt that there are four words, which are very right, that is, "soldiers are not tired of cheating"!

...... The Confucian holy lord is very calm, and the holy lord of the military family is gradually anxious, and the imperial weapon is in hand, however, the power condensed in the imperial weapon will completely dissipate after a certain period of time.

He couldn't wait any longer, he didn't expect the Confucian Holy Lord Kong Tiandi to be so difficult, he didn't make any moves at all, and blindly defended,

The Holy Lord of the Soldier Family couldn't find a little gap.

"Are you a tortoise?"

"You coward. ”

“......”

The Holy Lord of the Soldier shouted, but the Confucian Holy Lord Kong Tiandi was unmoved, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

The other holy masters looked at this scene in amazement, no one thought that the Confucian holy lord would be so able to endure?

Another hour passed, during which the holy lord of the soldier kept scolding, and the holy lord of Confucianism still had a spring breeze on his face.

The Confucian holy lord, as at the beginning of the battle, breathed steadily,

And the Holy Lord of the Soldier Family has been impatient, and after dancing the spear for so long, the Holy Lord of the Soldier Family has already felt that his tiger mouth is faintly painful. The long-winning spear that condenses the power of all living beings is not so easy to dance,

However, the Holy Lord of the Soldier also knew that he had to persevere,

Otherwise, you will lose!

He is different from the Holy Son of the Soldier, the Holy Son of the Soldier feels that "the soldier is not tired of cheating", while the Holy Lord of the Soldier thinks that as a soldier, if he loses, he loses.

In the same way,

soldiers,

Be true to your word.

If you lose this time, the Holy Lord of the Soldier Family knows that if you rule the world, you will have no share of your own.

...... The other holy masters, Wu Tian, and the beings who were looking at such a picture on the sky were also stunned.

I didn't expect it,

The battle between the Confucian Holy Lord and the Holy Lord of the Soldiers is not exciting, there is no blood of the rush, and it is fierce.

The Confucian holy lord blindly defensive, which is something that no one seems to others to be interested in at all.

No one thought that the Confucian Holy Lord would be so patient.

This point, even Wu Tian admired, if it was him, it would be impossible to blindly defend, such a boring, Kong Tiandi, can it be done?

This also indirectly shows how much Confucianism wants to unify the continent and how much it wants to overthrow the hundred schools of thought and respect Confucianism alone.

Finally, another hour passed, and the situation finally changed!

The Holy Lord of the Soldiers, the tiger's mouth is full of blood, and he can no longer hold the Changsheng spear.

At this time, the Confucian holy lord put down the bronze mirror and walked up.