"Zhuge Liang, do you think you can kill me today?" Sima Yi sneered, Zhuge Ming's eyes were cold, he knew in his heart that even if the dean of the five major courtyards did not hinder him today, he also knew that Sima Yi would not die.

Last night, I watched the southeast celestial phenomenon, the main star was bright, and the guest star was surrounded, and it was impossible for someone to fall.

"Sima Yi, if you surrender to me, your past grievances will be written off." Zhuge Ming's eyes narrowed slightly, looked at Sima Yi and said.

"Even if I, Sima Yi, die, I won't share the sky with you." Sima Yi's gloomy eyes exuded a cold glow.

"Then let's see the real chapter under our hands." Zhuge Ming stood with his fingers together and slowly raised his hand.

"Here comes the sword." I saw a Cangpu sword shooting straight from the air, and one was inserted on the high platform, trembling and making a loud sound.

"Seven Star Sword! The seven-star sword of the Zhuge family. After seeing the sword clearly, the crowd couldn't help but stand up.

"It is rumored that if you get the Seven-Star Sword, you can prolong your life by using the method of the stars." Many hermits who are dying have a wave of greed in their eyes.

"This sword is called the Seven Star Sword, and it was occupied by your Sima family for more than forty years in the past, and then I killed your grandfather Sima Jun and took it back from him, and his body was also shattered by me." Zhuge Ming wiped the Seven Star Sword while turning his head to Sima Yi and said, as if he had said something lightly. Sima Yi's fists were clenched, his eyes were blood-red, and his muscles trembled. One cut through his palm, pulled one out of his back, and smeared the blood from his palm. The sword instantly glowed blood-red.

"Oh my God, it's the peerless Demon Sword Drinking Snow Sword." Someone recognized the sword and let out an exclamation.

"Brother Tai, what is the name of this snow drinking sword? Please also inform me one or two. Inevitably, some people in the audience were lonely and unheard, so they inquired about it.

The man glanced at the other party, "This snow drinking sword, originally snow-white, was cast by the ice and snow of the Tianshan Mountains, and was later owned by Sima Jun, the general of the expedition to the west, all the way to kill the enemy and make meritorious contributions, and I don't know how many people drink hatred with blood, and then this sword is bloodthirsty, and it is gradually renamed the blood-drinking sword, and it is a divine soldier with the same name as the seven-star sword." The man shushed for a while, and there was a pang of envy in his eyes.

Zhuge Ming's eyes were fixed on Sima Yi's Snow Drinking Sword, and he instinctively felt the tremor coming from the Seven Star Sword. Sima Yi held a sword in one hand, swung it forward, and a ray of blood slashed, it actually had the power of a Confucian sage, if the sneak attack was successful, I am afraid that a Confucian sage may fall to the ground and be seriously injured.

Zhuge Ming's physical strength and mana surged, and a force cleared his whole body from the Dao Ji, and the breath of the peak of the Dharma Word Realm was fully opened.

"This breath is not inferior to a Confucian teacher. This Sima Yi, even if he has a little saint cultivator, is afraid of many bad luck. ”

Everyone was frightened, the realm of Confucianism could already penetrate the heavens and the earth, and only in this way could he be a great Confucian teacher. When it comes to Confucianism, it can be said that Confucianism is a great achievement. How many people have stepped on the Great Confucianism and sighed all their lives looking at the realm of Confucianism.

Sima Yi's face was gloomy, and the aura on Zhuge Ming's body surprised him very much, and there were also several deans on the high platform, if he didn't take into account the identity of the other party's court, he was afraid that Zhuge Ming would be forcibly left.

Zhuge Ming took out the seven-star sword and swung it forward at will, the blood was instantly dispersed, Sima Yi inserted the snow drinking sword on the stage with his backhand, and took out a piece of rice paper from his sleeve, and a sleepy word was written on the rice paper. As soon as the rice paper came out, it instantly shocked the audience.

"Sleepy dragon sticker." The discerning eye recognizes this treasure at a glance. This post has been lost for nearly 400 years, but after Dong Zhongshu became a saint, in order to suppress the dragon vein of Chang'an, he wrote down a trapped word and posted it on Lishan.

As soon as the trapped dragon sticker came out, the surrounding air trembled violently, and the space seemed to be frozen. A golden trapped word flew out and hovered above Zhuge Ming's head, enveloping it.

Sure enough, it was a saint's magic weapon, and as soon as he made a move, he trapped Zhuge Ming.

I saw Sima Yi shine another foot, this foot is one zhang long, thrown upward, and it grows in the wind.

"Jonny ruler. How could there be so many treasures in this Huishan Academy. The eyes of the people in the audience were straight, and the other high-level officials of the compound couldn't help but look sideways slightly. Because they knew better than the others, this Attack Spirit Treasure was one of the supreme treasures of the Confucian Alliance, and it was even more precious than the Trapped Dragon Sticker. This Zhongni ruler is the treasure of Confucius's body, and he has whipped 3,000 disciples, and his spirituality is not trivial.

Zhuge Ming has a Zhongni ruler, and his pupils are shrunk. This long ruler gave him an extremely dangerous aura, accompanied by a kind of coercion, as if bearing the weight of a mountain, if a foot was blown, serious injuries would be inevitable.

At this time, Zhuge Ming was extremely aggrieved in his heart, and all the magic weapons that others took out were magic weapons, and he had to refine them himself. Now that he is being pressed and beaten by other people's spiritual treasures, Zhuge Ming is now beginning to sympathize with Taihang Academy, and he is also a fallen person at the end of the world.

Zhuge Ming put the seven-star sword back on his back, and as soon as his mind moved, the Pangu Sword in the Divine Sea felt the call.

I saw the Pangu sword, slowly manifesting from Zhuge Ming's hands. A breath spread violently, and before everyone knew what was happening, the five deans on the high platform, the mountain hermit, changed their faces.

"The breath of the Heavenly Tribulation, the Heavenly Tribulation. This sword is what a sword. Many hermit monsters were frightened. At this point in them, only this breath can move them.

The people in the field also felt a coercion, but not as strong as the others, and they hadn't gotten that far. I can only instinctively feel the horror of this breath, but I don't know the mystery.

With a slight stroke of the Pangu Sword, the space sealed by the trapped dragon sticker was severed. Sima Yi's face changed suddenly, and Zhuge Ming said with a smile: "Sima Jun died under this sword, I don't know if you are fortunate or not." ”

Sima Yi had a calm face, and Zhong Niqi crashed straight into Zhuge Ming. Zhuge Ming held the hilt of the sword, and the Pangu sword pointed directly at the long ruler, and they collided together for a while, and Zhong Ni ruler was bounced out.

Everyone in the audience looked at this scene with an unbelievable expression, a dignified Confucian holy treasure was unexpectedly bounced away by a sword. It's a ridiculous joke. However, this was the case, Zhong Niqi suddenly fell back into Sima Yi's palm, and there was a tremble, and Sima Yi's whole person was trembling by the force of the backshock.

"But the way is, the snake sword?" Someone couldn't help but speculate.

"What is a snake sword?" The person who questioned him was obviously not a Confucian scholar, but a person from the surrounding area who had come to watch the ceremony.

The white-clothed Confucian pretended to be profound: "This snake sword is also called the demon sword, it is the sword of Han Gaozu, and the background has become a meritorious spiritual treasure, and when it comes to Emperor Wu, this sword will be killed into the two worlds of demons with Huo Qu's disease, and it will shock the world, and it should be the head of the world's famous swords." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, someone next to him retorted to him.

"It's just a joke, that Huo Hussar has disappeared for more than three hundred years, and the demon slaying sword is no longer verifiable, even if it is a demon slaying sword, how can it be compared with a holy weapon." The man was speechless for a moment, his face red.

And Sima Yi on the high platform has been forced into disadvantage by Zhuge Ming in the blink of an eye.

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