"Ten breaths, ten breaths......" The God of War puppet muttered, and the first slap was thrown up, followed by a series of storms.

In just two or three breaths, Prince Gong of the Huangfu family, one of the four royal families of the Central Holy Dynasty, was already covered with slap prints, and his entire face began to be congested and deformed, changing from a handsome and beautiful man to a big pig's head at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This qiē, the rabbit rises and falls, like a white horse passing through a gap, it happens too fast!

Before Zhou Lao, who was not far behind Prince Gong, had not had time to react, the prince of the Central Holy Dynasty had already been slapped dozens of times, and all his teeth were shattered by the power contained in these slaps.

At this moment, in this Prince Gong's mouth, there is no complete tooth at all, and it is impossible to find even a single one.

His mouth full of teeth, between these two or three breaths, shattered the serial slaps of the God of War puppet.

However, the God of War puppet did not stop there.

In the time of the fourth breath, Prince Gong's whole person had already been beaten and flew up in the air, and then, he saw that between the God of War puppet and him, there were countless shadows flashing in front of his eyes, and the two arms of the God of War puppet were as if they had disappeared, so fast that it was difficult to catch even with the naked eye!

"Bold! stop!" It wasn't until the sixth breath that Prince Gong's bright yellow robe was about to be shattered, and the great Confucian of the Zhou family finally reacted, and let out a loud shout, a huge "classic" rose from the back of his head, and a piece of moral article flew out of it.

This piece of moral article is about three or four hundred words, and these words, like dragons and snakes, are turned into eighteen kinds of weapons such as swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks, and directly slash the puppet of the god of war.

"The delicious food delivered to the door, there is no reason not to eat it!" The God of War puppet's eyes lit up, and he didn't care about Prince Gong, who was beaten by him and floated in the air, and with both hands, he directly pinched the four Xuanbing in his hand, and his mouth was open, like gnawing on fried dough sticks.

The Xuan Bing derived from this script was almost completely powerless to resist, and with only one bite, it was bitten and shattered by the puppet of the God of War.

However, before the God of War puppet began to devour, these shattered Xuan soldiers turned into a cluster of milky white air, flowing out between his fingers, and re-invested into the "classic" behind Zhou Lao's head.

"What is this? I've never seen it before!" the God of War puppet muttered, grabbed the camera with both hands, and pinched the remaining sixteen Xuan soldiers in his hand, and then opened his mouth and gnawed it again.

However, it was useless, all the broken Xuan soldiers were re-transformed into clusters and wisps of "Haoran righteousness", and returned to this "classic" behind Zhou Lao's head.

"Your uncle!" the god of war puppet was furious, "feelings are all conjured to make your god of war grandpa happy, right? Then I will bite your broken book to pieces! Uncle wants to see if your broken book can become this kind of white gas again after it is bitten and broken!"

As soon as he roared, he pounced directly at Zhou Lao.

With a "bang", Prince Gong's body with internal and external injuries fell down heavily at this moment, falling on the bluestone brick floor, and cracks appeared on several bricks smashed.

"Tsk, I missed a page of the record. Meng Siao looked at Prince Gong being beaten as if he was a dead dog, and said to the four great Confucians beside him.

Cen Can and the four of them were all depressed, they knew that this Prince Gong would be beaten horizontally and vertically, so it was better to take action by himself, and he could earn an extra page of the record of the "Sage Classic"-

With such remorse, the four of them suddenly remembered, isn't there another one?

Seeing the God of War puppet rushing towards Zhou Lao viciously, the four of them suddenly panicked: This great Confucian of the Zhou family must not also beat this puppet! Otherwise, the page of "Sage Classics" that he and others could have obtained will be gone!

Thinking of this, these four great Confucians also shouted in unison: "Stop!"

In an instant, four "classics" rose from the back of their heads, complementing Zhou Lao's one. As soon as the five Confucian "classics" appeared, the entire Wenqu Pavilion hall was suddenly filled with a strong literary atmosphere and righteousness, and everyone seemed to vaguely hear the voice of the sage teaching the truth.

At the moment when this "classic" rose up, four poems flew out of it, and in mid-air, they were fused in pairs, and finally evolved into a huge fishing net, which directly covered the puppet of the god of war, and pulled him back directly.

"Your uncle!" the god of war puppet roared, and tore it with both hands, and the fishing net condensed and derived from the four great Confucian poems was also torn apart by him, turning into a ball and wisps of "Haoran righteousness", which returned to the "classics" behind the four people's heads.

The God of War puppet glared at the four Confucians viciously, and was about to strike at Old Zhou again, but Meng Siao nodded and said, "Okay, you go back and eat your Emperor-rank battle armor." ”

"Old fellow, count your fate!" The God of War puppet glanced at Zhou Lao with two big middle fingers, and then glared at the four Confucians, and did not forget to say ruthlessly, "And the four of you, remember for your God of War grandfather!

He shook his fist at the four of them, and then turned into a black light, submerging into the Origin Ring that Meng Siao was wearing.

"You puppet ......" Lu Li frowned, then nodded, "Very interesting." ”

Meng Siao smiled, didn't explain, and made a move towards Prince Gong, who fell to the ground, and suddenly, an earthy yellow spiritual power chain **** came out of his fingertips, and in the blink of an eye, he tied His Royal Highness the Prince of the Central Holy Dynasty into a zongzi.

"The people of the Huangfu family, it's really interesting. His gaze looked at Old Zhou, and said with a smile, "The descendants of the Great Zhou Imperial Family, the descendants of the Great Shang Imperial Family, the remaining two royal families of your Central Holy Dynasty, should not be the descendants of the Great Qin Imperial Family and the descendants of the Great Yuan Imperial Family, right? Now it seems that they have actually united together and dominated the Central Pilgrimage. ”

He laughed, stretched out his hand and nodded at Zhou Lao: "It's really a bit of 'the same person who has fallen from the end of the world'." ”

Zhou Lao glanced at Prince Gong, who had been bound into a zongzi by the earthy yellow spiritual power chains, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at Meng Si and said proudly: "Junior, you are too unscrupulous in your actions, even your Majesty the Holy Ming Emperor does not dare to beat this Prince Gong like this! Are you trying to provoke the thunderous anger of my Central Holy Dynasty?"

"Huh!" Meng Siao sneered, "People respect me for a foot, and I respect people." For this kind of goods that call people 'turtles' and 'untouchables' when they open their mouths and close their mouths, they are not killed on the spot, which can be regarded as saving face for your Central Holy Dynasty. By the way, you must be the great Confucian of the Zhou family, right? Remember, after you go back, educate and educate the juniors of your Zhou family, don't always look like 'Lao Tzu is unparalleled in the world, noble blood, you are all untouchables', it is easy to cause murder. ”

As he spoke, his palms moved, and the crowd suddenly made a way.

An earthy yellow mountain of spiritual power, suppressing Zhou Kun, who was like a dead dog, slowly moved out from behind.

At this time, Zhou Kun's face was covered with blood, all his teeth were shattered, and the remaining traces of the phlegm that Meng Siao vomited could be seen in the corner of his eyes.

"It's ...... Zhou Kun?!" was so miserable that Old Zhou didn't recognize it for the first time that this was the genius Zhou Kun of their Zhou family.

"Junior, you are soliciting the disaster of destroying the door!" When he finally recognized that this person was Zhou Kun, who was sent by the Zhou family to take a place in the Great Departure Ancestral Saint Academy this time, Zhou Lao's eyes were almost instantly covered with blood, and his eyes were about to split, "You are looking for death!"