Looking at the long knife that was about to fall, there was a hint of joy in the eyes of the Blue Lotus Daoist. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

As long as there are Confucian people living and dying under the blade, the contradictions of things will be completely intensified. The situation is bound to spiral out of control, with even more serious consequences.

On a large level, the relationship between the imperial court and Confucianism will inevitably be overshadowed.

This matter is beneficial to both the Taoists and the sect.

From a small point of view, not only the king of Chengjun will be punished by the imperial court. Moreover, as the initiator, Situ will definitely be punished heavily. At the worst, he will be cut off from his career, and at worst, he will be crushed and he will not be able to practice for life.

Kill two birds with one stone!

Thinking of the pride, there was an unconcealable pride in the eyes of the people of Bi Lotus Dao.

The thin Confucian seemed to be frightened, staring blankly at the blade falling from the sky, not knowing how to dodge at all. His eyes looked at the air in fear, and his pupils turned into a straight line because of fear. The hairs on his body stood up, goosebumps bulged one by one, and he seemed to be able to feel the unique edge of the long knife.

Just when he saw that he was about to be split in half by a long knife,

Suddenly, a figure wearing a green shirt with his hands behind his back slammed into him.

Burst!

Situ stood there straight, his eyes were a little dull as he looked at the long knife inserted in his body, blood gushed out as if he didn't want money, and soon soaked his clothes.

"This!"

Looking at Situ Xing, who had blood flowing out of his waist and abdomen, his expressions were a little dull whether it was Confucian or Chengjun Wang. Obviously, I couldn't react for a while.

But soon Confucius rushed over as if he was crazy. Surrounded Situ in the center, he looked at King Chengjun and his armor with a vigilant expression.

"Sir!"

"Mr. Situ!"

"Zhenguo, you must hold on!"

Looking at the inch-long wound between Situ Xing's waist and abdomen, and the deep bone wound, the eyes of the Confucian scholars suddenly turned red. Looking at King Chengjun's eyes again, they were also full of anger and hatred.

"What's going on?"

"Who told you to do it?"

King Chengjun looked at the situation that was close to getting out of control a little dumbfounded, with a confused and angry look in his eyes.

"Your Highness, your subordinates have just been plotted, and their hands and feet are not controlled at all. ”

The armor soldier looked at the angry King Chengjun, instinctively felt frightened, and said with some grievances.

"Nightmare Technique!"

"It must be a nightmare technique!"

The commander of the general walked over, his eyes were faintly observed for a long time, and his face suddenly became strange.

"Zongmen!"

"You mean it was someone from the sect who did it just now?"

King Chengjun's face couldn't help but froze, and he asked in disbelief.

"Yes, Your Highness. ”

"The armor fell victim to the Nightmare Technique and lost control of his body, which is why he did this. ”

The commander and general searched carefully for a long time, and said with great certainty.

"What a sect, he dares to plot against the Lone King behind his back!"

"When I go back this time, the Lone King must send troops to the sect, destroy their Dao system, and shatter their blessed land!"

King Chengjun looked at the traces of the Dao Law and the swaying canopy, his face suddenly became gloomy, his eyes were even more angry, and his voice was a little gloomy and he roared.

Situ Xing's eyes contracted, and he looked at the wound that opened and closed his abdomen like a baby's mouth, and red blood gushed out as if he didn't want money, and soon stained the Confucian clothes on his body.

Because of the large amount of blood loss, Situ felt that the strength in his body was slowly leaving, and even the temperature of his body had decreased a lot.

But he didn't let his body fall, but like a green pine, rooted in the strange rocks, no matter the wind and rain, he didn't move in the slightest.

Situ Xing stood up straight, looked at the hot blood, and groaned word by word:

"Lingtai has no plan to escape from the gods, and the wind and rain are like a dark homeland.

Sending cold stars to Quan without noticing, I recommend Xuanyuan with my blood. ”

One inch!

Two inches!

Three inches!

Four inches!

Five inches!

The tone of the inch is rising, but the tone of this time is very different from the previous ones.

Because the tone of this time is as bright as blood. Even the clouds in the sky were dyed red, looking like burning clouds, and like blood in the sky.

In the midst of the blazing blood, a Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor appeared wearing a dragon robe, wearing a nine-fold crown on his head, and holding a holy sword in his hand.

Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor seemed to feel Situ Xing's sincerity.

The holy sword in his hand slowly drooped, and the sword body was engraved with the sun, moon and stars on one side, and the mountains, rivers, grass and trees on the other. On the hilt of the sword, the art of farming and animal husbandry is written, and the policy of unification of the four seas is written on the other. This sword was later obtained by Shang Tang. It contains infinite power, and it is a divine sword for slaying demons and eliminating demons.

Feeling the coolness of the wound, the huge wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Situ Xing's eyes couldn't help shrinking, and he looked at Xuanyuan Jian with some excitement.

Because this artifact has a very special meaning for every Chinese son.

Legend has it that this sword is a golden-colored ancient sword of the Holy Dao, forged from the bronze of the gods.

The sword body is engraved with the sun, moon and stars on one side, and the mountains, rivers and plants on the other, and the hilt of the sword is written on the art of farming and animal husbandry, and on the other side is the policy of unifying the four seas.

The gods of the heavenly realm bestowed this sword on Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor to defeat Chi You's Divine Sword.

This sword was passed on to Xia Yu, and Yu made great contributions when he ruled the water, and the Xia Dynasty established the country with this.

Hundreds of years later, the Xia Dynasty monarch had no way, and this sword was obtained by Shang Tang, who took the world with this sword and established a new kingdom - the Shang Dynasty again. Finally, turmoil also began in the late Shang Dynasty, and this holy Dao divine sword was nowhere to be found.

Airplanes!

Airplanes!

Airplanes!

Airplanes!

Airplanes!

Everyone looked up at the sky in surprise, and their blood was rushing into the sky, there was an indescribable fierceness, and there was an indescribable depth.

"Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor!"

"Holy Dao Sword!"

"I actually saw Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor and the Holy Dao Sword!"

A Confucian student was infected by this spirit, and a drop of hot tears could not help but fall, dripping on the land.

The same is true of the other Confucian scholars, and there are even those who howl and cry.

Even King Chengjun stood respectfully under the car, restraining the tiger like a sheep, not daring to have the slightest presumptuousness and arrogance.

"I recommend Xuanyuan with my blood!"

"Mr. Situ is using his blood to wake us up!"

"Sir's blood cannot be shed in vain!"

The silent Confucian scholars erupted in an instant, and they all opened their clothes, revealing their sturdy or thin breasts.

"I recommend Xuanyuan with my blood!"

"I recommend Xuanyuan with my blood!"

"I recommend Xuanyuan with my blood!"

The old man looked at the blazing fiery clouds in the air behind him with a frightened expression.

Good hot blood.

Qi and blood are in the air, like a fire burning clouds, how can there be such a strong qi and blood?

Even a Martial Saint doesn't have such a powerful qi and blood?

Could it be the legendary human immortal?

When he saw the Ancient Holy Land Xuanyuan Clan sitting in the air and wearing a crown on his head, his mouth couldn't help but open wide, and his face was sluggish.

"How is this possible!"