Chapter 339: Confucian Righteous Qi Robe
"University Warrior Battle Poem!"
Lu Ming's thoughts flashed in his heart, and he immediately slapped the Qiankun bag, and immediately flew out of it with pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and used his talent to hold it suspended in the air.
Before Lu Ming could make a move, Lei Kunfeng sacrificed another Wenbao pen and automatically wrote war poems on a page of paper at the same time.
The desert sand is like snow,
Yanshan Moon is like a hook.
He dang Jin Luo Brain,
Take a quick walk in autumn.
"What! can he still use the magic pen poetry to become a soldier at the same time!"
"How is this possible? Even if you are at the peak of a university scholar, you can't do it, could it be that Wenxing's power is 'single-minded and dual-purpose'?"
"He is worthy of being a scholar of the Lei family, just by virtue of 'one heart and two uses', he can far outperform the scholars of the same level, and the two poems are published together, which is unstoppable!"
I saw a "desert" appear behind Lei Kunfeng, the yellow sand seemed to be snowing heavily, and a bright moon rose from "Yanshan", with the previous poem calling for troops, making the army summoned by Lei Kunfeng more powerful.
"Kill!"
At this moment, the soldiers in the army carved their bows and drew their bows, and thousands of arrows were fired in unison, surging like an overwhelming force.
"Good time!"
Lu Ming's eyes were even more warlike, and a blue light appeared on his hand, and a Wenbao brush appeared, which was dipped in ink and exuded a faint fragrance of ink.
At the same time, use the power of "writing into a chapter" to write war poems, which will be completed in an instant.
The black clouds crushed the city and wanted to destroy it, and the armor light opened to the sun.
The sound of horns fills the sky with autumn colors, stuffed with swallow fat and night purple.
Half a roll of red flags is in the water, and the frost is heavy and the cold is silent.
repay the king's will on the golden platform, and carry the jade dragon to die for the king.
A burst of golden light suddenly appeared on the paper, soaring straight into the sky.
At the same time, Liang Jun's jade seal sent out a sense, and uncontrollably summoned the majestic aura of heaven and earth, frantically surging towards Lu Ming.
"The Elephant of the Town!"
Liang Jun lost his voice and said: "Could it be that Lu Ming wrote a poem about the Zhenguo War!"
I saw a tall city appear in the sky above Lu Ming, and there were thousands of troops and horses in the city.
"Kill!"
The gates opened, an army rushed out of them, and the soldiers drew their swords and rushed into battle, looking at death as if they were at home.
"Boom!"
The two armies fought, and the spirit came out, and at the same time, a burst of snow and frost fell, freezing the war drums of Lei Kunfeng, and he couldn't make a sound.
As soon as the drumming stopped, morale plummeted.
At the same time, Lu Ming's army blew a loud trumpet of charge, and the morale of the soldiers was high, and they fought bravely to kill the enemy.
"Poof!"
Lei Kunfeng spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face was full of disbelief: "How is it possible! How can your talent and strength be so strong!"
In an instant, the army summoned by Lei Kunfeng was defeated and retreated, and it was difficult to stop.
"How so!"
The scholars of the Lei family looked at this scene in disbelief, almost thinking that they had seen it wrong, although Lu Ming was given a literary position, his talent would inevitably be stronger than that of other Hanlin, but Lu Ming's talent was far stronger than they expected.
"No wonder Lu Ming dares to fight, it's not that he has the courage to fight, but that he has the ability to win in battle! Brother Xiuyuan, I seem to see your shadow in him. Fan Guanhai praised.
Yang Xiuyuan couldn't laugh, and said solemnly: "How can I, the champion of the Liang Kingdom, waste my fame? If I can't even deal with a mere scholar, wouldn't the old man be blind and look at the wrong person?"
Yan Cong's face showed displeasure, and he said: "It's nothing more than the power of the heaven-given literary position, if it weren't for that, he would definitely not be able to compare with a scholar." ”
Fan Guanhai sneered: "Oh, Yan Cong, you are the upper house of the school palace, and you can compete with the university scholars if you want to come?"
Yan Cong nodded lightly and continued: "The disciples of the Academy Palace are by no means idle. ”
"Yes?"
Fan Guanhai's face changed for a moment, indeed, the cultivation of the scholars who came out of the school palace was far superior to that of the same level, thinking that Yang Xiuyuan was a disciple of the school palace back then, Yan Cong's words were not exaggerated.
Yan Cong has that confidence, and he also has the strength that should not be underestimated.
Lei Xingzhi saw all this in his eyes, although Lei Kunfeng had been removed from the downwind, he was not nervous at all, but was confident and calm.
"What does Lei Kunfeng rely on, even Lei Xingzhi is full of confidence in him?
Yang Xiuyuan guessed this, and his face became even more ugly.
At this time, Lei Kunfeng's army was almost annihilated, and a dignified scholar was actually pressed and beaten by a Hanlin, which made Lei Kunfeng extremely angry.
The Lei family scholars were anxious, but they had no choice but to stand by.
"Lu Ming, you forced me!"
Lei Kunfeng laughed angrily, only to see him slap the Qiankun bag and fly out of a Confucian robe, which contained extremely pure talent, and he had to wear it on his body without saying a word.
"That's ......", Lu Ming's pupils shrank slightly, not knowing what he meant.
"It's not good, it's a Confucian righteous robe!"
Yang Xiuyuan said angrily: "Despicable Lei family, in order to deal with Lu Ming, you did not hesitate to use this such treasure, you are simply beasts!"
"What?
Many Liang people have changed their faces, some have already prepared the talent spirit sword, and some have written the second battle poem.
A scholar didn't know what it was, so he asked, "What is the Confucian righteous robe?"
"That's the clothes that the great Confucian once wore, if it is worn by a scholar, you can have the talent and cultivation of Confucianism in a moment, and it is a treasure that can be encountered but not sought!"
"What! The Lei family actually used this treasure on Lu Ming, didn't they make up their minds to kill him!"
"Liang Jun, quickly suppress him with the jade seal!"
When Liang Jun heard this, he immediately injected his talent into the jade seal, and began to manipulate the aura of heaven and earth to imprison Lei Kunfeng, but the next moment he was dumbfounded, because the Confucian robe on Lei Kunfeng's body actually had a force that was repelling the power of his jade seal.
Lei Kunfeng was not from the Liang Kingdom, and the Confucian righteous robe was originally a great Confucian thing, and the Great Confucianism was the existence second only to the saint, and he wanted to imprison this Confucian robe, unless Liang Jun was also a great Confucian.
"It's not good, I can't imprison Lei Kunfeng's Confucian righteous robe!"
"Then let the old man kill him!"
Yang Xiuyuan's murderous intent suddenly rose, and his eyes showed a fierce light.
"Wait!"
Lu Ming immediately shouted: "It's just a trivial matter, don't bother you!"
"What did you say?"
Yang Xiuyuan was stunned, Yan Kun was stunned, Liang Jun was stunned, and even many scholars of the Lei family were stunned.
"Haha......"
Lei Kunfeng laughed wildly and said, "Lu Ming, do you want to fight with me, who is now a Confucian cultivator?"
"What am I afraid of?"
Lu Ming said loudly: "Even if you are a Confucian cultivator at the moment, what if you are a Confucian student, what is fake is false, as if you are a real Confucian student!"
"Presumptuous!"
Lei Kunfeng shouted, and a majestic talent force surged out, and instantly crashed into the poet soldier summoned by Lu Ming.
I saw that the poetry soldiers summoned by Lu Ming were like tofu meeting kitchen knives, and they had no power to resist at all, and they collapsed inch by inch in an instant.
The strength is not at the same level at all!