Chapter 693: The Princes of the Quartet (4)

Rites, music, shè, royal, books, counts!

"The Six Arts of a Gentleman" refers to these six skills, which in the ancient Zhou Dynasty of China, were the foundation of a man's life, and also the basic qualities of righteousness, self-cultivation, family harmony, governing the country, and leveling the world, or the basic skills.

Bai Qi, as a famous general of the Warring States, of course, knows the six arts!

In addition, he is still a general, so the study of "shè" has reached the realm of supernatural beauty.

"It's over! As a king, you should not abandon your army and courtiers and live alone......"

Bai Qi sneered, full of ridicule and ridicule for Xuanbao's escape behavior, there is no heroism, no responsibility, this kind of person is a waste to live.

"What a horrible arrow!"

A thousand guards looked at Bai Qi pulling his bow and arrows, and said with his saliva swallowed.

A trace of blood emanated from the tip of the arrow, full of endless extinction, as if there were immortals above the nine heavens, and they did not dare to shake it.

Heaven and earth were divided in two under this arrow!

In the void, one after another ethereal golden crows evolved into the sun, burning the heavens and the earth, but at this moment, a cloud-piercing arrow shè came out, flames were four, screams continued, and a piece of red burned the nine heavens.

This arrow can be shèrì!

It's hard to imagine how terrifying this arrow would be if it were on a person, even if it was a half-step martial artist, it should be treated with caution!

"Talent, it's a pity that the murderous intent is too heavy!"

Wang Yangming's eyes lit up, and compared Bai Qi with Cheng Yanjin, and found that the former was too good, but when he saw the evil qi wrapped around Bai Qi's body, he felt pity.

"Whew......"

Under the gaze of everyone, the bloody giant arrow flew out, passing through the endless void, making time stand still, and all things were in nothingness, all crumbling, all of them were dissipating.

"No ......"

"This king is a king, commanding the world, you can't kill me......"

Locked by the arrow, Xuanbao Hou felt a cold swish on his back, his hair stood up, his heart seemed to be pinched by an invisible hand, he was suffocated, his whole body was like a dead tree, he couldn't move half a step, and fell into endless despair.

But all emotions fall with the arrows, immersed in eternal darkness.

Rumble!

Xuanbaohou's body exploded, ashes disappeared, the ground trembled, and cracked a thousand zhang gaps, revealing thousands of zhang of pits.

............

The battlefield was silent, and the combatants stopped moving and stood still.

After a long time, no one dared to speak.

The soldiers of Xuanbao Houguo raised their heads and looked at Bai Qi who was holding his bow, the figure of the proud heroes, looking at the ancient and modern future, was deeply impressed in their minds.

"It is worthy of being the general of the Tang Kingdom, it has only been a few years, and he has been promoted to a half-saint, if it is a few years later, there will be a chance to break through the martial saint, but it's a pity that ......"

A voice of regret came from the sky, long and deep, and more than a dozen powerhouses with terrifying aura tore through the void and suddenly appeared, looking down on everyone present with a superior attitude.

The one who spoke just now was the Heavenly Mandate Sage, with a pair of dark yellow eyes, staring at Bai Qi, it was not difficult to hear that his tone was full of jealousy.

I think that at the beginning, when he was so big as Bai Qi, he was just a martial artist, and he was far away from the half-saint realm.

But at that time, he was already peerless among his peers in the Eastern Continent, with a dazzling halo, admired and worshipped.

But compared with Bai Qi eight thousand years later, his dazzling brilliance has become dim, like a firefly and a bright moon, there is no comparable xìng.

"There's a lot of nonsense, if you want the life of the general, just come down and take it, don't just chatter, phew!"

Bai Qi's eyes narrowed slightly, too lazy to talk nonsense.

By this time, he saw that the Heavenly Mandate Palace had formed an alliance with the Eight Great Imperial States, and the time for this alliance was well chosen, just happened to meet Li Tang's "death", and the Tang Dynasty was the best in the country......

The purpose of the alliance is self-evident......

"Young man, your tone is not small!"

"Bai Hong, the half-saint ant below will be handed over to you!"

The Heavenly Mandate Sage said, this seemingly simple order fully reflects the scheming of the superior, he wants to use the Baihong Ancestor as a chess piece, and go to test the strength of the Killing God Army.

"Yes!"

Bai Hong's old ancestor's face changed slightly, and he knew the crisis in it.

But he didn't refuse, in this alliance, the Heavenly Mandate Palace was dominant, there were half-step martial sages, seven martial saints, and these imperial kingdoms added up to only ten martial saints.

It sounds like a lot, but these martial saints combined, none of them are the opponents of the Heavenly Mandate Sage.

"White rainbow rì!"

Out of temptation, Bai Hong Ancestor did not directly attack Bai Qi, but slapped his palm at the soldiers of the Killing God Army.

Airplanes......

A thousand zhang palm qi, mighty, pressed to the ground!

Click......

The dense spatial cracks continue to spread, reaching thousands of miles away, this palm qi, if no one stops it, it is easy to kill tens of thousands of soldiers of the Killing God Army.

In the blink of an eye, the palm qi fell, and the lines on it were clearly visible!

"River rì!"

At the last moment, Wang Yangming launched an attack, and with a dodge, he came to the sky above the battlefield, carrying his hands behind his back, and swept over everyone's faces.

Suddenly, the sky became gloomy, the wind was fierce, the torrential rain fell, and a general crossed the sky, and in the distant sky, a round of red sun, looming, difficult to see with the naked eye.

The river is flowing downward, and the surging waves are soaring to the sky!

"Half-step Wuxian!"

The Sage of Destiny sè change.

The waves swept the world, mixed with hundreds of millions of strengths, and rushed towards the Tianhong Ancestor.

The wind tore and swept away, and the cold was pressing, like a knife scraping bones, making the face of the Rainbow Ancestor pale.

The wind and rain hit, the waves rolled, the Rainbow Ancestor tried his best, but only lasted for a moment, and was hit by the waves one after another, spurting out a mouthful of blood, turning into a bird with broken wings, and falling to the ground.

Call!

The wind dispersed, the waves subsided, the river retreated, and the sky returned to clarity, and everyone hurriedly looked at Tianhong Ancestor, and they all gasped.

A cool song, give it to the Rainbow Ancestor!

I saw that in the huge pit where Bai Qi killed Xuanbao Houzhu, Tianhong Ancestor ** was lying naked inside, his white skin was like being whipped by a whip, covered with red sè stripes.

"Vertical ......"

Tianhong Ancestor was furious, covering his lower body, and before he finished speaking, he spurted out a mouthful of blood and passed out, I don't know if it was because of the injury, or because he was ashamed to see people.

"Prince, you won't have ......"

Bai Qi was also startled, seeing that Wang Yangming's eyes were full of weirdness, he actually retreated several meters in a row in the face of thousands of troops and horses.

"This ...... I haven't done it for too long, and I'm rusty!"

The corners of Wang Yangming's mouth twitched, looking at the ** Baihong Ancestor, he slapped it with one palm, and a cloud of blood mist emerged from the giant pit.

Tick tock......

The snow is fluttering, the blood is drenched, the Baihong Imperial Kingdom is 300,000 miles around, and the Xuanbao Houguo is 100,000 miles around, and the blood rain falls, dripping on the ground, wetting the houses, making countless warriors sad.

Another Martial Saint has fallen!

The catastrophe is coming, and the martial saint is like an ant!

The road to seeking is long, its cultivation is far, the pinnacle of seeking the Tao, what will it be, how far is it? Can you reach it?

For a while, many aspiring martial artists began to doubt the Dao Heart and sent out confused heavenly questions.