Lu Fan knew that Chen Beixun would do something.

It's just that I didn't expect that Chen Beixun would actually use this kind of ...... It's stupid.

It made him feel a little bored.

With the drunken dust pavilion as an introduction, the Confucian scholar's amorous personality aroused the indignation of the Confucians, and they pointed out to Lu Fanqianfu, in a vain attempt to damage his mind, and attack his heart.

If you change the previous Lu Fan, suffer from leg disease, and your mentality is not stable, you may really be pitted by Chen Beixun, and you will be depressed.

It's a pity that today's Lu Pan is no longer the Lu Fan of the past.

Sitting in a wheelchair, Lu Fan slowly straightened his waist, and the breeze blew a strand of hair on his forehead.

One after another, the flower boats floated on the lake, and the Confucian students in long robes carried one hand behind them, looking at the fishing boats from afar.

Their mouths are like a river, and their majesty endures.

In the Great Zhou Dynasty, because of the national teacher, the style of Confucianism flourished, and Confucianism was precious.

Airplanes......

Lu Fan's eyes narrowed.

With the shouting and scolding of these Confucian students, the smoke on the lake actually began to linger slowly, turning into a whirlpool.

Nie Changqing pressed the pig-killing knife in his palm, guarding Lu Fan's side, his face gradually solemn.

Lu Fan looked at the smoke that turned into a whirlpool, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Confucianism pays attention to 'qi', which is different from aura, they pay attention to having a heroic and righteous spirit in their hearts. ”

"There is a great Confucian, but he can retreat a million troops in one word, although it is exaggerated, but what he said is that Confucianism is heroic. ”

"God is formless, but qi is tangible. ”

Nie Changqing looked at the smoke whirlpool formed by the mouth of many Confucian scholars as if there was an invisible air flow circulating, and said in a hoarse voice.

"Qi can kill people invisibly. ”

Nie Changqing raised the pig-killing knife.

"The three major methods that are well-known to the people of the world, the Mohist organ city, the Confucianism Haoran Qi, and the Yin-Yang dream killing technique ......"

"Haoran Qi is one of the reasons why Confucianism can stand at the forefront of the hundred schools of thought. ”

"Of course, these scholars are much worse than the real Confucian scholars......

Nie Changqing's words made Lu Fan nod slightly.

The swirls of smoke above his head made his skin feel a little oppressive, but ...... This kind of oppression is much weaker than the spiritual pressure of a practitioner.

"It's a bit mysterious. ”

Lu Fan seemed to be smiling, he was a little underestimating this low-martial continent.

"What should I do?"

Nie Changqing pressed the knife and asked Lu Fan.

"Childe, the slave went and killed them and beheaded their heroic spirit. ”

Ning Zhao's face was like frost, and he said: "Reason for theorizing with these people is that theory does not win." ”

"Don't kill, these Confucian students are all famous...... They represent the students of the National Teacher. ”

"Besides, even if you have aura in your body, you are just a grandmaster, but you may not be able to cut the condensed aura of a hundred Confucian scholars. ”

After all, Nie Changqing is from the Dao Sect, and he obviously knows more than Ning Zhao.

"You can't scold and scold, you can't kill and kill...... Isn't this a scoundrel?!"

"A martial artist becomes a grandmaster, and he still has to suffer this sin?"

Condensing the Qi Dao.

Lu Fan, who was in a wheelchair, smiled, and he patted Ning Zhao's slender, weak and boneless waist.

"Just because I'm good-tempered doesn't mean they can step on top of my head and scratch my head. ”

"Old Nie. ”

Lu Fan glanced at the twenty or thirty continuous flower boats, and the corners of his mouth were playful.

"Kill. ”

Only people at the same level can reason with them, not at the same level, and then talk about it after crushing.

Rumble!

At the moment when Lu Fan's word "kill" came out, Nie Changqing's eyes suddenly brightened, as if a flame was burning in his pupils, and a wisp of aura was mobilized in the qi pill.

The qi and blood on his body boiled, and six times in a row, exploded in his ears and roared.

Nie Changqing did not admonish Lu Fan, he had already said what he should say, but Lu Fan still made this decision.

In that case, then he can carry it out.

As a matter of fact......

Nie Changqing was also very aggrieved in his heart.

The Confucian scholars only relied on one mouth to suppress them, the martial arts masters who worked hard to temper and move blood.

Why?

What about the 100 Confucian scholars?

What about Haoran righteousness?

Today, he, Nie Changqing, is going to cut out his heart with a knife!

On the fishing boat, Lao Suo had already taken refuge in the cabin.

The penny was hitched to the stern.

Nie Changqing jumped up, grabbed the penny, and with the force of his arm, the penny was suddenly thrown out by him like a javelin.

And Nie Changqing held the pig-killing knife in his hand, stepped on the soles of his feet hard, the hull of the boat sank, and the next moment it was raised, Nie Changqing's body had already bounced out.

Syllable!

The bamboo pole penny was thrown horizontally on the water, and a slender penny was drifting.

Nie Changqing fell, his toes on the surface of the boat, which was no more than three fingers wide.

I just skipped out like this.

The cloth clothes on Nie Changqing's body hunted.

Holding a pig-killing knife in one hand.

Walk on a bamboo pole and glide on the lake.

"Takeo Ichisuke!

"Young Master Lu, dare to instigate his subordinates to wave knives at us?!"

"We have the fame of the imperial court, and we have to give the national teacher Haoran!"

Flower on board.

There were three Confucian scholars standing on the bow of the boat, and when they saw Nie Changqing holding a pig-killing knife in his hand, he was surging with momentum, and he immediately glared angrily and scolded.

It was as if a strong wind had risen, blowing the robes on their bodies and pressing them against their bodies, outlining their figures.

The smoke entrenched in a whirlpool, and the aura was on its own.

Nie Changqing stepped on the penny of the boat and glided, but the more he got to the back, the more difficult it was to slide forward.

The Confucian scholars on the flower boat are like hanging rivers, and every word is beautiful.

There seemed to be a mysterious and mysterious aura between heaven and earth, which made the boiling qi and blood in Nie Changqing's body begin to fall silent.

on fishing boats.

Lu Fan watched with interest.

This is the most fantastical scene he has seen in this world so far.

The scholar is angry, and there is still something......

In fact, Haoran Qi is not lethal, it is mainly a psychological and momentum deterrent.

Lu Fan's eyes flickered, he was thinking, if Haoran Qi and Aura were combined...... What can it do?

The aura is lethal, and the aura is deterrent.

Combined with the aura of Haoran, can it really suppress the million-dollar army in one go?

After drinking, the evil spirit is gone?

The more Lu Fan thought about it, the more interesting it became.

If you can suppress a million troops in one go, then it will be a bit of a fantasy feeling, and the point in front of you to suppress Nie Changqing's heroic qi can only be called a small trick.

Nie Changqing's face was solemn, the wind was howling, and the surface of the lake was flooded with layers of waves.

He stood on the penny, facing twenty or thirty flower boats, hundreds of Confucian scholars, that kind of oppression, that kind of shock, so that the knife in his hand was trembling slightly.

If the boat penny no longer moves forward, he Nie Changqing will not be able to board the flower boat and kill Confucian.

Suddenly.

Lu Fan's faint voice floated in.

actually overwhelmed the call of the wind and reached Nie Changqing's ears.

"Light skills are not enough, then kill the enemy remotely, based on aura, and the sword in the air, will you?"

"Don't worry about the lack of aura. ”

Lu Fan said lightly, Lao Nie talked to him about "The Imperial Sword Technique".

He asked Lao Nie to try the knife, and he tried it...... It's the sword.

Nie Changqing's body trembled slightly.

Then, under the eyes, there was a touch of essence from nothing, suddenly bright.

The immortal passed on his "Imperial Sword Technique", and he asked Gongzi that he couldn't master it because he didn't have aura before.

And now......

He can try.

Nie Changqing raised his head and looked directly at the hundreds of Confucian scholars on the flower boat.

Suddenly smiled heroically.

After laughing, he closed his eyes.

The mind is more tranquil than ever.

In the Qi Pill, a wisp of spiritual energy pulled out and burrowed into his limbs.

What came to Nie Changqing's mind at this moment was the improved "Imperial Sword Technique" through the Taoist "Sword Formula", which was the method passed down by the immortals.

The aura works according to the route of the "Imperial Sword Technique".

His heart suddenly calmed down.

The voices of the hundreds of Confucian scholars disappeared.

The sound of the wind, the sound of the water, and the sound of the frightened gulls and herons flapping their wings are all gone.

All he could do was the pig-killing knife in his hand.

Unpretentious, a simple pig-killing knife, at this moment, it seems to be integrated with him.

Man and knife in one!

A pale blue aura flowed quickly, following the trajectory.

Nie Changqing, who stood on the penny of the boat with light skills.

Suddenly opened his eyes.

His hair fluttered upside down.

The pig-killing knife was raised in a straight grip.

The next moment, a wisp of aura wrapped around the blade, and Nie Changqing slowly let go of the hand holding the pig-killing knife......

The wind blows, and the hair flies.

The pitch-black and simple pig-killing knife was actually in front of him......

No Falling!

Uncontrolled, against the mechanics of the levitation!

on fishing boats.

The corners of Lu Fan's mouth were raised.

Ni Yu, who was seasick and vomiting to the point where his legs were weak and unsteady, took over the spiritual pressure chessboard.

Elegantly placed on the legs.

Unhurriedly opened the chess box.

One hand rolled up his sleeves, and the other hand took out a glittering white chess piece.

......

Nie Changqing's face showed a touch of amazement, horror and incredulity.

"Edge......

Nie Changqing suddenly laughed and stomped on the ship's penny.

Boom!

The body flew into the sky.

The boat was struck by a foot and stood straight up, standing on the surface of the lake like Optimus Prime.

Nie Changqing stepped on the top of the boat, high on the top.

He crossed his arms and thrust forward to separate them.

The pig-killing knife suspended in front of the body rotates at high speed with the knife shaft as the center.

Nie Changqing's laughter exploded on the surface of the lake.

Wave your arms down.

The high-speed spinning pig-killing knife suddenly stopped, and the blade pointed downward, slashing towards a delicate flower ship.

Faintly.

It seems that outside the pig-killing knife, there is an illusory outline of the knife shadow!

With one sword, slash the enemy in the air!

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