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In the north of Luoyang City, in the area where the Pearl Tower is located, it was already night, and suddenly lightning and thunder began to roar over the Pearl Tower, attracting many people who had not rested because of the fire in the city.

And the reason why there are such strange celestial phenomena is naturally because of the earth-shattering siege of ghosts and gods in the Pearl Tower.

At the very least, it is also a strong person who is equal to the dragon and snake Dan Jin and the inner and outer gangs to exert their full strength, and in this world where the external energy is mild and active, it is not surprising that there are such changes under the sympathy of heaven and man.

What's more, there are four strong people who comprehend the Heaven and Man Mirror, and they are also attacking with all their strength at the same time, if someone can distinguish the gathering of energy, they can find that Mingzhu Tower is like a tornado at this time, devouring the heaven and earth energy of the entire Luoyang City.

In the face of the Confucian pen, the Buddhist mantra, the sword is sharp, domineering and fierce, Mo Yi's mind is more and more ancient without waves, the yin and yang energy is running non-stop, and the knotted hair of his feet is vigorous.

Several celestial masters still faintly locked on Mo Yi, conforming to the same sense moves, ignoring the sound and dust that confused the five senses, just when they thought they were about to hit this invincible 'god', a sudden change occurred!

The master of the 'mantra' who recited the nine-character mantra only felt that a bright figure appeared in his spiritual consciousness, stepping on the lotus flower, and he was the only one in the heavens and the earth.

It is the Dragon Snake World King Chao's original 'Golden Lotus in the Fire'!

This is the body method, but also the heart method, the foot seal, stepping out of the lotus flowers, the mental state of the use of the fusion to the Yutian Dao heart to plant a trace of magic Dafa in the way, the illusion of the Buddha's body first shocked, Buddhist mantra!

The seal in the mantra's hand matched the force on his mouth, and he couldn't help but stagnate slightly.

Immediately, the body turned, the immortal yin and yang two decisive qi operated, and the huge strength of the Dao body cooperated with the qi and blood of the acupoints, turning yin with one hand and turning yang with the other.

Yin Jin contains rotating energy, with the strength of qi and blood, the palm of Mo Yi's white jade suddenly swelled like a pu fan, and the blood veins on his hand were even thicker, just like the hand of the demon god in the ancient totem, and it went around the tip of Fu Cailin's sword with a twist.

It is the dragon snake martial art, 'Baguazhang. Roll the cow'.

Fu Cailin had just threatened the Yi Sword General with his qi machine, and wanted to threaten Mo Yi's weakness with the greatest power, but he didn't know that Mo Yi was not like the martial arts people on their side at all, and the momentum qi machine was just a spiritual lock in his opinion.

One move directly erases your threat, your so-called qi and machine coercion is a joke at all, Fu Cailin can't only take out the sword, a sword stabs out, fast as lightning, if the speed of Yin Xiandao is chasing the stars and catching the moon, then Fu Cailin's speed is like the rising and setting of the moon, one of the five senses can feel it, and the other is integrated into the rules of heaven and earth, time and space.

Just when it was as if the tip of the sword in front of Mo Yi was about to stab Mo Yi, Fu Cailin found that his sword could no longer move.

A palm really rolled up on his sword like a bull's tongue, and then a crisp sound sounded, 'click', Goryeo Yijian master Fu Cailin, the portable divine soldier Yi sword broken!

And at this time, Mo Yi's other hand happened to collide with the domineering Bi Xuan.

With the other hand, Mo Yi ran yang energy, directly facing Bi Xuan's moon wolf spear tip!

The tip of the Moon Wolf spear slashed a red mark in the air, and a faint smell of burning appeared, which showed that Bi Xuan's 'Burning Sun Dafa' had made a breakthrough after refining to the Heavenly and Human Mirror.

Bi Xuan's swarthy and domineering face flashed, his eyes were full of madness, only to see the Moon Wolf Spear, which was already invincible, and the internal strength was poured again, the Moon Wolf Spear was faintly a little unbearable, domineering and hot, faintly reddish, and there was also a low cry like a sad howl when it crossed the air.

But such a blow is even more powerful, Bi Xuan put all his strength on this blow, and the desert illusion that faintly appeared around him is gone, but if you look closely at this spear ratio, you will find that it is not missing but concentrated in this hit.

Wangjiu has the feeling of being in the desert and thirsty.

But Mo Yi's eyes only showed a hint of laughter, the fist momentum remained the same, a punch out of the shock, yang energy contained, qi and blood surged, the fist momentum was like the sky, like an arrow piercing the heart, like a landslide and the ground cracked, exactly!

Dragon and snake martial arts, 'Xingyi. Half-step collapse fist'!

One punch against the divine soldiers! I saw that where the boxers intersected, the endless shock wave escaped, and the moon wolf spear couldn't withstand such a huge force, and it collapsed inch by inch, and before it fell to the ground, it was melted into molten iron by the residual flame energy and fell to the ground.

Mo Yi's fist collapsed, with a spear that destroyed Bi Xuan's invincible momentum, directly hit Bi Xuan's right arm, only hearing the crisp bone sound, Bi Xuan flew backwards and fell, one arm hung uncontrollably by his side, it was one hand that was already shattered, the energy in the body was empty, and the person had passed out and it was difficult to fight.

Just when Mo Yi's body shape changed to deal with the two great masters of Fu Cailin and Bi Xuan, Yan Zhitui, the contemporary master of Confucianism, didn't seem to care, but the pen continued to move forward, drawing towards Mo Yi's place, but the sharpness on the pen was becoming more and more obvious.

It's just that the ordinary slow movement seems to have been cut through the air, leaving white scratches in the space.

Fu Cailin's broken sword was rubbed, Bi Xuanzhong's fist was broken, the spirit of the mantra was taken, and the siege of the three heavenly beings can be said to have been broken.

Mo Yi turned to look at the attacking Confucian pen with a rare solemn expression, looking at the sharper and sharper pen edge, the stars in Mo Yi's eyes flickered, and after a cold snort, the figure changed, and the body of stepping on the 'golden lotus in the fire' greeted the attacking pen stroke, as if to be shaken, this Confucian weapon for thousands of years!

"A hundred years of Confucianism!" Mo Yi sneered in his mouth: "If you are not as good as the First Emperor, you will be burned." ”

One punch is blown, it is indeed the first emperor domineering, and the image of burning books and pit Confucianism is exactly the 'Three Emperors Cannon Hammer' variant!

'Zu Long. Bashan River'! Vaguely, a domineering emperor appeared in front of several people, I said that you are the tongue, you are the tongue, I let you have the edge, you are the edge, otherwise you are just a chaotic people!

The Confucian edge against the ancestral dragon fist of the Central Plains can be described as the tip of the needle against Maimang, Mo Yi's body immortal yin and yang two duels, and finally make a breakthrough when this duel is dueling, and the yang in the yin and the yin in the yang finally become a pair of poles again.

As the two waves of yin and yang collided, the ancestral dragon fist intent in Mo Yi's hand was even worse, and a dragon roar roared out of the crowd.

Yan Zhitui's hand holding the Confucian pen suddenly stagnated, stopped in mid-air, and then there was a soft sound, 'poof', blood gushed out of Yan Zhitui's mouth, and the pen on his hand was separated from the middle into two.

"Why? Confucian pen, or not low emperor domineering? Yan Zhitui's eyes were shocked, and the blood stained his long beard unconsciously.

"Confucius is just a saint after all, with a personal character, he taught Confucianism how to establish rules, reform rules, but did not teach Confucianism how to overturn rules, because it is inconsistent with his way! It's a pity that Confucianism is used for humanity, where is humanity only in the past and without bad emptiness? Mo Yi didn't seem surprised that this Confucian heritage of 10,000 years had failed, and said words that could be called a great rebellion.

Yan Zhitui's eyes lit up after hearing this, and he was the son of a family in the Middle Ages, so he naturally had his own opinions about Confucianism, and he naturally had his own thoughts when he heard this, and he did not refute it directly.

It's just that he thought gloomily, and his bright eyes gradually dimmed, as if he had just returned to the light, how could there be no price for the vigorous efforts that had indeed urged Confucianism to gather for hundreds of years?

What's more, he also lost a hand, at this time he was already damaged and his strength was exhausted, even with the short-path body of heaven and man to the mirror, it was difficult to have vitality.

A generation of Confucianism, descendants of Yan Hui, Confucian masters, has not yet educated sentient beings, leaving their own pen and ink in history, so they can only murmur in the mouth of the Pearl Tower: "It's a pity, it's a pity" gradually passed away.