Strangers are like jade, and gentlemen are unparalleled in the world.

At this moment, the nearly 100 scholars in front of the opening of the school palace are elegant and handsome, wearing the standard Confucian shirt of the opening school palace, and the clothes are fluttering, which makes people look forward to it.

Although they surrounded the carriage, it did not look chaotic, on the contrary, it was orderly, and a very regular pattern was faintly formed around the carriage.

Although the Taoist of the carriage did not step out of the carriage, he already knew all this, and the breeze stirred the curtain of the carriage, and he could be seen sitting in the carriage.

"Zhang Liang, please come out, master!"

In the scholar, a slightly older scholar, with a purple jade hanging from his waist, and a spring breeze on his face, the voice of the Taoist of the carriage came out indifferently.

Although the voice is not high, it is full of high and cannot be disobeyed.

One of the seven gentlemen of Zhang Liang Kaitang School Palace, he has a high reputation in the altar of Kyoto, and his calligraphy can be described as a great calligrapher Yan Zhenqing who has chased history.

This person was neither humble nor arrogant when facing the four saints who opened the palace, but at this moment, when he heard the sound of the carriage, his waist was bent like a bow.

Extremely humble.

"Master has been in retreat recently, I'm afraid I won't be able to come out to greet the saints!" The four saints who opened the school palace are extremely famous among the human race.

However, no one knew that the Open Hall School Palace actually had five saints.

Even the students who opened the school palace didn't know anything about it, so at this moment, these students who followed Zhang Liang to appear here to surround the black carriage, looking at the actions of the senior brother who had a deep prestige in their hearts at the moment, their hearts were full of confusion and goodness.

Being able to make one of the Seven Gentlemen's tensors bend so deeply, even Emperor Luo Ming in the Purple Cloud Empire can't do it, so thinking about the identity of the person in this carriage is shocking.

The students kept guessing the identity of the person in the carriage, and the voice of the person in the carriage sounded again: "Is it?

The voice fell, and the carriage rushed out a round cyan wave of qi, which rolled and collided with the scholar who surrounded the carriage.

Nearly 100 scholars were like fallen leaves swept by the autumn wind, rolling and flying, falling into the distance.

It's just that in an instant, they no longer have the appearance of humble gentlemen, and they have become a rolling gourd.

"Sage, this was the place where you were taught to raise you, and what you did was worthy of your conscience?"

Everyone in Kyoto Tanno knows that Tensor is the most kind and humble person, and he has never quarreled with anyone and blushed, let alone angry.

This Confucian gentleman, who had never been angry in front of people, looked like a vajra with angry eyes at this moment, and the cyan qi waves that surged out of the carriage blew on his body, as if hitting a reef, and did not affect him at all.

He stared at the black carriage, his eyes full of anger.

"Conscience? Master Zu founded Confucianism to establish a life for the people of heaven and earth, to continue learning for the saints, and to open peace for all generations, but now if you look at this palace of learning, can there be people who have such courage and decadence, only for the safety of their own bodies, regardless of the world! You still ask me about my conscience? I want to ask you today if you have a conscience?" The voice of the Taoist in the black carriage was raised, like a thunderstorm sounding in the square in front of the Open Hall Palace.

The carriage shook, and a huge figure appeared outside the carriage, dozens of feet tall, holding a dustbrush, wearing a Taoist robe, and his face was full of anger.

"Sage, whether the school palace is making a life for heaven and earth, I have seen everything I have done over the years, so if you want to spread wild in front of the school palace today, you have to ask my gentleman sword!"

"A small Heaven Stepping Realm, they dare to make a big fuss in front of me, do you really think that my cultivation is just illusory?"

At this moment, Tensor's attitude completely angered the Taoist, the angry voice swirled, his hand shook the dust, and the thousands of silver filaments that were just ordinary appearances of the dust, but turned into forty or fifty zhang long, jumping and dancing between heaven and earth, and slaughtering towards Tensor.

In the face of Ji Moxin's attack, Zhang Liang's face did not have the slightest fear, the gorgeous long sword on his waist was unsheathed, and a crisp sword sound stirred, and a bright sword light cut through the void and met Ji Moxin's attack.

The silver wire and the long sword clashed, the cold wind danced, and the bluestone in the square in front of the Kaitang School Palace shook and shook, and it could fly at any time.

"You think you know about the Academy, it's a joke!"

The tensor's long sword continued to meet the silver threads that came from the dust of the Taoist's hands, and he was not personally injured for a while, although he was a little hurried to move around, but his life was not hindered.

Ji Moxin's face was gloomy as water, he came here today to find a few saints in the Open Hall School Palace to fight, how could he be stopped by an existence in the Heaven Stepping Realm.

Therefore, between the empty dances, they quickly twisted into a strand under his control, and finally condensed into a long stick.

"Cut!" The dusty silver filament condensed into a long stick, and the Taoist waved his arm, and the long stick pumped towards Tensor's chest and abdomen with awe-inspiring and domineering energy.

The sudden change made Tensor unable to keep up for a while, this was not only a matter of vision, but also a gap in cultivation, so he had no room for resistance at all, and was directly sucked out.

In the middle of the air, the mouth spat blood frantically.

Ji Moxin didn't pay attention to this, after he knocked the tensor out with a flick of dust, the tall figure was like an airbag deflated, and returned to the size of an ordinary person.

Then he took a step towards the gate of the Open Hall Palace.

At this time, no one in front of him could stop his steps, and he could only watch him walk towards the depths of the Open Hall School Palace.

Di Tensor wanted to struggle to get up to stop it, but after struggling for a long time, he finally staggered to the ground.

"I said, with me, you don't want to make a fuss in the Kaitang School Palace!" Although Zhang Liang fell to the ground, he still insisted on getting up from falling again and again, and finally the gentleman's sword in one hand propped up his body, stood up, and then came to Ji Moxin's body step by step, blocking Ji Moxin's way.

"You're looking for death!" This opening school palace is an old place for Ji Moxin, there are many old people, old things, and old things here, so he doesn't want to kill people here today.

But at this moment, the stubbornness of the tensor in front of him made him feel murderous.

Between raising his hand, the power of Shaoyue erupted, and Tensor was smashed out by Ji Moxin without the slightest accident.

"With me here, you don't want to enter the school palace!" Zhang Liang fell backwards and flew out, hitting a pillar and slumping to the ground, still not giving up, getting up again, and then walking forward, blocking Ji Moxin's way forward.

"Don't be afraid of death!" Ji Moxin sneered: "Since you are so stubborn, then I will cut you into 108,000 pieces, I want to see if you can still stand up!"

As the words fell, Ji Moxin's palm gave birth to a cloud of energy like the scorching sun, and he was ready to smash it towards the tensor in front of him.

But at that moment, a voice interrupted his movements.

"Little junior brother, stop!" A mellow voice sounded, and the next moment, an old man dressed in a gray Confucian shirt with wide robes and large sleeves came to Zhang Liang.

"You came out, I thought you really wanted to see your beloved apprentice die!"

Raising his hand, Ji Moxin smashed the light cluster of his hand towards the old man in front of Zhang Liang, and pushed it with his palm, he said sarcastically.

"That's enough, we already know the purpose of your coming here today, but I want to tell you that if you want to fight with that person in the palace, you are definitely looking for death!"

In the face of Ji Moxin's attack, the old man didn't have the slightest intention of making a move, and his body just shook and gave birth to a wave of Haoran Qi in his body.

A few inches outside of his body, the ball of light was directly shattered into a piece of powder by Haoran's qi, and it didn't cause the slightest harm to the old man at all.

"I think you've almost checked his identity over the years, knowing that he is a bane for my human race, but you still just turn a blind eye for your own safety, now that the Protoss has descended and the demons have been born, do you still want to be alone?

Ji Moxin's face was full of anger, a pair of sword eyebrows were like two real swords, and he stabbed into the sky between words, and his body gushed out with a fierce aura that pierced the sky and the earth.

"I don't have the slightest opinion on Senior Brother Ji's opinion, I know what you said is true, but I can't stand by your side, so you better go back to your Southeast Mountain!"

The old man sighed and looked at Ji Mo's eyes full of pity.

"Don't learn from a hundred years ago, you still have to be a little more peaceful!" The old man's eyes lit up with a soft light, and he looked at Ji Moxin and persuaded.

"Don't learn from a hundred years ago? Hehe, old man, my beloved was taken away, and my Taoist temple was occupied by a dove, and now you actually told me that An An was divided? Are you a bad brain?" Ji Moxin said angrily: "Tell you, I came to Kyoto today, so I didn't think about returning safely, so you better make a move!"

When the words fell, Ji Mo raised his hand to his eyebrows, and made a request to the old man, and then he held the dust and stabbed in front of the sword.

What is displayed is the Confucian sword technique, the Baina sword.

A sword pierces out the water of Nawan River, such as rivers and lakes, majestic atmosphere, magnificent, like an immortal sword is wonderful.

"Senior brother really guessed your stinky temper, well, since you are bent on staying in Kyoto, okay, I will put you in Yuantai today!"

Shaking his head, the old man shook his sleeves and pressed his palm towards Ji Moxin.

"Reflect and reflect!"

The old man's palms were extremely thin, skinny and bone-covered, and he looked no different from the ordinary old man, but it contained a domineering and domineering power.