"Boom!"

Several barbarian leaders quickly drew their scimitars, and then slashed at the scholar. Borrow a knife to kill!

The scholar's hand only moved slightly, and the five or six barbarian leaders seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, and the scimitar in his hand involuntarily stabbed at the lower abdomen of his companion. Four or two thousand pounds, the force of traction, in an instant, the scimitar in the hands of several of them was inserted into each other's lower abdomen at the same time.

The six of them looked at the sharp weapon that pierced their bodies, and their eyes showed extremely frightened looks. Then, without the strength to support them, they collapsed in a pool of blood at the same time. This scholar just raised his hand, and easily let a few strong barbarian leaders kill each other without much effort.

As if hearing the movement inside, countless soldiers had already rushed into the pergola viciously. However, before they could come in, the man in white flickered, and the man was already standing outside the pergola, standing in front of them.

Book Spirit!

In an instant, a huge book spirit phantom appeared in the void above him. The phantom of this bamboo slip calligraphy spirit is more than ten zhang long and more than eight zhang wide. Covering the sky, in the eyes of these remnants of the defeated generals at this moment, it is a demon who wants to harvest their lives.

Scholars are strong!

Countless barbarian soldiers saw the existence of the book spirit and knew that it was the strong man who was chasing them and had arrived. They hurriedly turned and fled, and some even mounted their horses. ！

Tianluo!

In an instant, the majestic bookish aura in the book spirit enveloped them. Bringing them into another world, the Void World can create another world that belongs to the scholar himself. The five or six hundred remnants felt that the scene in front of them had completely changed, they were no longer in an open land where they could scatter and escape, but in a Jedi. This Jedi is a bag-like valley, and the valley is all yellow sand, without a trace of green.

The exit to the valley was completely blocked, and above them were rows of enemy soldiers with crossbows, arrows aimed at them ready to shoot at any moment.

The art of war has clouds: there are absolute streams in all places, saying: patio, prison, heaven, sky, sky...... Don't come near either. I am far away, the enemy is near, I welcome it, the enemy is back. Therefore, the scholar of the soldier is the empty world of the strong. There are five void worlds, such as Tianjing, Tianluo, and Tiangao. These void worlds are all Jedi of soldiers, and the enemy will die if they enter!

The Void World of the Soldier Tianluo. There is no way to heaven and no door to the earth.

The scholar has reached the point where he can build his own void world, and his strength has greatly increased. Before lifting people, they were not as good as swordsmen, but during the lifting period. Can crush a swordsman of the same level. In particular, the scholars of the Bingjia Academy were the leaders of the major colleges during the lifting period.

Kill!

Countless arrows and locusts were shooting at them from all directions, raining down. "Shh Some of the tougher soldiers were able to symbolically block a few blows with their scimitars, but to no avail. In the end, he was pierced by an arrow through his body and fell to the ground and died.

These arrows are endless, and it's not just a round of kills!

"Ahhh......h

The screams came and went, and this was the cry they uttered before they died. In less than a stick of incense, the screaming did not continue. More than 500 soldiers all fell to the ground.

Harvest!

The book spirit slowly disappeared into the void and was taken back by him. Between heaven and earth, it was quiet.

"Ahem!" he couldn't help coughing again, and at this moment the young scholar seemed so weak, powerless, and sick.

As soon as I turned my head, I saw the stunned elderly couple behind them. There was also a white cloth bag at their feet, which was full of white rice.

When they came out, they saw six barbarian leaders who had killed each other, and the sacks of rice in their hands fell to the ground in terror. Hearing the movement outside, when they came out to see, they saw the most memorable scene of their lives.

This scholar. Overhead, a huge bamboo slip calligraphy spirit appeared. Then the group of soldiers seemed to be enchanted, and they went around in a circle. In the end, countless arrows flew out from all directions, killing all these remnants! This scholar's void world did not use it on the couple, so they didn't feel it at all.

A single scholar easily wiped out nearly a thousand people! Could it be that he was a legendary scholar powerhouse? The old man and his wife were shocked in their hearts. It's like seeing a god.

"Boss, this is your tea money!"

The scholar flicked his two fingers, and a copper coin flew out of his hand. "Ding" landed on a table, dripping and spinning, and after countless turns, he lay calmly on the ground.

"Farewell!" the scholar arched his hand to the surprised couple, rolled up a wisp of dust, and flew away from the front. The direction of his departure was not towards the place where the big man was. But it is even deeper into the barbarian region!

"Okay!" After a long time, the old man came to his senses. They saw this scholar kill this group of barbarian remnants just now, and they didn't waste much strength at all. The lives of hundreds of people are like ants in his hands!

"Old man, I think he is also our Han, who is he?" asked the old woman after the scholar left. Most of the scholars and powerhouses of the Han Empire were inside the academy, and the soldiers who appeared at the border were even rarer.

"He's a sick man!" said the old man. They run tea stalls here, and there are not many merchants coming and going on both sides. From the discussion of the Han merchants, they vaguely heard some news. Chang Pinghou, the border general of the Han Dynasty, had been transferred back and replaced by his nephew, who was not yet twenty years old, and was a sick son.

Changping waited to go back and took his red-blooded iron cavalry with him, and in order to make up for the shortcomings, the disease-free boy specially trained another group of elite soldiers-Yulinwei! Each of them had a white feather on their heads, and their strength was not inferior to that of the red-blooded iron cavalry. These past merchants all have some outlets, so they are more well-informed than ordinary people.

It's a pity that this group of deserters didn't know the news in the process of fleeing for their lives, otherwise they should have thought of who he was when they saw the appearance of the sick man. But it's useless to know, they can't escape the pursuit of a scholar who is a cultivator.

"Our Dahan has produced such a powerful general, and there is hope for Dahan. I only hope to see the end of the war in my lifetime and a few days of peace. The old man said with a sigh. Most of the border wars in recent years have been provoked by barbarians. If they can fight the arrogance of the barbarians, maybe they will restrain a little.

But it is not enough to be a scholar and a strong scholar. There are also top powerhouses among the barbarians, the left and right virtuous kings, and the barbarian kings, who are demonic gods in their hearts. Of course, only Ziming of the Han Dynasty thinks that they are demon gods, and in the hearts of the barbarian people, they are the high priests and holy kings.

"Let's clean up first, old woman!" called the old man. So the two of them showed excitement in their eyes and began to grope for the dead man. Making money from the dead is also one of their means of livelihood. It is estimated that the six leaders also have some gold, silver and jewelry. Moreover, they collected those weapons and sold them through merchants.

The innocent man killed this group of people, not only did not bring them trouble, but brought them a lot of wealth.

Dozens of miles away, behind a low hill.

There were several barbarian soldiers lying on the ground gasping, and there were several red horses lying on the ground, which were foaming at the mouth. They had just fled on horseback, but luckily they were not swept into the scholar's void world. Riding horses galloped and exhausted the horses to death before they had to stop.

"You think you can escape?" At this moment, a voice sounded coldly. Hearing this voice, their hearts were already dead. At this moment they had no strength to run again, and there were no horses. If that scholar did come after them, they would surely die. However, the trapped beasts are still fighting, and they will not sit still.

Fight!

At the juncture of their lives, they had strength again. They drew their scimitars one after another, turned their heads and slashed at the enemy.

However, when they turned their heads, they found that it was not the scholar who killed them, but another person. The man was dressed in black, and he was also a young man. He was covered with a black scarf, but he was also very young looking at his face. But at the moment, they can't care so much, they just want to hack this person to death!

Look for death! The man in black snorted coldly!

Confucian Shinto - Yellow Desert Desert!

In an instant, the yellow sand on the ground seemed to be swept up by a powerful tornado, sweeping towards more than a dozen people. Their rushing bodies had been stopped by this tremendous force, and the scimitars fell. However, the yellow sand of this madness continued to rise and began to wrap them tightly.

They felt invisibly bound all over their bodies, and it became very difficult to breathe. At this moment, they are extremely uncomfortable, like a big rock blocked in their chest, and they can't breathe well. In this situation, they can't even scream. In less than half a column of incense, they fell on the sand.

At this moment, their eyes widened and they were terrified. It was painful to be suffocated to death! There was blood at the corners of his mouth, and his body was covered with crystal yellow sand.

"If you dare to offend my big man, you will be punished even if you are far away!" said the young man in black with a cold snort.

His appearance was very relaxed, he only used a small supernatural power just now, and it was only a supernatural power at the level of a showman. The Confucian Academy is now very powerful, and even has the posture to surpass the other six colleges. This is largely due to the contemporary Confucian sage, Dong Zhongshu.

He had already developed the supernatural powers of Confucianism into a kind of Shinto, which he called -- the Divine Way of Confucianism! However, because he entered the court and became a great teacher, he did not go all out to develop his own Shinto, otherwise the Confucian Academy would have been even more powerful. And the saints of several other academies were a little overshadowed under his aura. (To be continued.) )