"Zheng!" With a bang, the sneak tongue sword directly penetrated through Qin Feng's body!

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Qin Feng slashed back with a sword, and in the sleeves of his shirt, the divine text "Yong" that enhanced the strength of his body came out together with the buff battle poem!

The buff war poem "Chang Wu", the buff war poem "No Clothes", and the strong battle poem "Thesis" instantly added the strengthening effect of Qin Feng's "Chivalrous Journey" war poem to the extreme!

Taking a step forward, the Wu Hook Treasure Sword in Qin Feng's hand was already comparable to the power he had exerted in the state of martial arts.

Fang Yun, who was in golden armor and golden spear, had almost no power to parry in front of this sword, retreated several steps in a row, and hurriedly summoned the semi-holy war poem "Liangzhou Ci", raising a phantom of the Jade Gate Pass, wanting to block Qin Feng's way!

However, Fang Yun did not have the bonus of ten Confucian and Taoist holy books, and the defensive power of this Yumen Pass phantom was suddenly greatly reduced.

And Qin Feng unlocked the restrictions of martial arts, and got the bonus of three battle poems, at this time, using the "Chivalrous Journey" sword technique under the war poems is even stronger than the ontology using force to urge the power!

The phantom of the originally impregnable Jade Gate Pass, under Qin Feng's sword light, was like a city wall made of ice cubes, and it was like a toy folded from paper.

With the knife in his hand, the wall of Yumen Pass instantly collapsed, turning into countless fragments scattered and exploding outward.

"Qin Feng, you forced me to do this!"

Fang Yun roared, raised his hand, lifted the goose feather Haoran pen, and another war poem came out.

"Kill thousands of corrupt Confucians, and the sword on your waist is still bloody. ”

"I don't know the hero lord with my eyes, I only care about asking for my name!"

The last stroke of the war poem fell, and the monstrous murderous aura came with a rolling murderous aura!

This is not a Confucian war poem!

Qin Feng was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that this was a war poem that killed Confucianism!

A war poem that specializes in killing Confucianism.

Ghost war poems are avoided by Confucianism and Taoism, and most of the ghost roads are witch ballads, so it is impossible to give birth to war poems.

Is the author of this war poem ......

Emperor!

In the thick blood smoke, a Martial Emperor phantom was actually wearing a nine-fold blood armor, slowly walking out!

The sword in his hand is as red as blood!

The phantom of Emperor Wu was actually summoned by the Confucian war poems.

And......

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This war poem, even if it was made by Emperor Wu, was the first time that Fang Yun changed it to a Confucian war poem!

Fang Yun, the new sage of Confucianism, actually changed a poem in which Emperor Wu showed off his exploits in killing Confucian students into a war poem!

Absurd, this is simply absurd!

Fang Yun's laughter was crazy.

"Qin Feng, no matter how strong you are, can you withstand the blow of Emperor Wu?"

Qin Feng suddenly roared: "Emperor Wu's hands are stained with Confucian blood, you actually changed this poem of his show-off to a war poem to sing!"

"You simply turn black and white upside down, and recognize the thief as your father!"

Fang Yun laughed madly: "Qin Feng, you forced me to do this!"

"Becoming a king or defeating a king, what is bloody or not, the heroes of Emperor Wu's generation, I am also fascinated!"

"If it was back then, it was not the Confucian monarch who fell in the demon world, but the martial emperor......"

"Confucianism and martial arts are not mutually exclusive, if the martial arts are leaderless, I will not show mercy to the martial family, and may even do more than the martial emperor!"

"Just like you and me, even if you temporarily take away my ten holy books, in front of my Confucian poem, you have only one way to die!"

"This was originally a killer weapon that I used to deal with Zou Chunqiu's old thief after I arrived at the Yasheng Throne, but you caused me to use it in advance and wasted my first treasure, you should die!"

Fang Yun is right, martial arts restrain Confucianism and Taoism, and the strong blood qi has a strong restraint effect on Haoran righteousness and ghost Dao evil qi.

In the thick blood smoke, Qin Feng's armor under the effect of the battle poem of "Chivalrous Journey" seemed to be covered with tiny blood spots, and there were actually signs of erosion.

At the same time, the three Wen Hearts of Qin Feng's body were not affected, and the ten Wen Hearts obtained through the Confucian and Taoist Most Holy Texts were actually not working!

If Qin Feng was just an ordinary Confucian student, he would have no power to fight back in the face of this "Killing Confucian Poem", which was almost tailor-made for killing Confucian students.

In the blood smoke in the sky, Qin Feng seemed to see that thousands of years ago, in the Jixia School Palace, countless Confucian students shouted "Chaowen Dao, you can die at night", chanting "I want to be born, righteousness is also what I want, you can't have both, sacrifice yourself and take righteousness", and fell under Emperor Wu's butcher's knife in pieces.

On the stone steps of the Jixia School Palace, the bubbling blood gathers into a stream, the heart turns into blood, the sky rains blood, and the sky mourns!

Qin Feng's heart was like a knife twisting!

In his previous life, after his death, Confucianism suffered too much blood and too much suffering.

There is nothing he can do!

In this world, how can he let Confucianism repeat the mistakes of the past!

How could he not let Emperor Wu's blood debt be repaid......

Qin Feng opened his eyes and stared at Fang Yun, who was dressed in Confucian robes, and behind him, suspended in mid-air, wearing a nine-fold armor, the armor was like the phantom of the Martial Emperor stained with blood.

He let out a sudden roar.

"Emperor Wu, how could I be afraid of you!"

"The upper is poor, the lower is extremely yellow, thousands of years ago, the hatred of Confucianism and Taoism was slaughtered......"

"Life and life, I will pay for your blood!"

Overcoming the timidity in his heart, the blood spots that were originally attached to Qin Feng's silver armor and spreading were suddenly dispersed by a wave of righteous qi!

The blood smoke that was originally limited and eroded Qin Feng's Confucianism and Dao power, and the power of qi and blood in it instantly became invalid.

With a "bang", the Wu Hook Treasure Knife in Qin Feng's right hand turned into an evil sword Que Wu again, and in his left hand, the Tenglong Golden Pen fell steadily in his hand.

Haoran righteousness, as the Tenglong golden pen returned to Qin Feng's hands, it skyrocketed again in an instant!

At this moment, the phantom of the Martial Emperor summoned by the "Killing Confucian Poem", wearing a nine-fold blood armor, suddenly drew out the scarlet blood sword stained with the blood of the Confucian and Taoist sages.

The sword aura was like a mountain, and it slashed towards Qin Feng below!

With a sword split, the blood smoke condensed like a mountain, and it was slowly pressed down, blocking almost all of Qin Feng's retreats.

But Qin Feng didn't want to retreat at all!

He spurted out a mouthful of Danxin blue blood on the Tenglong golden pen, and then suddenly lifted the pen with his left hand, and the war poem he wrote was the poem written by the Celestial Battlefield, when he faced the Great Commander of the Ghost Dao of the Heavenly Martial Realm with the will to die.

"Who has not died in life since ancient times, leaving Dan to take care of his sweat!"

Fourteen-character war poems, words turn into blood, and words are heroic and righteous.

The words turned into turquoise brilliance and swept towards the Que Wu Sword in Qin Feng's right hand!

Every time a blood word is absorbed, the evil qi on the Que Wu Sword will decay by one point, and the surrounding Haoran righteous qi will be strengthened by one point!

The fourteen characters turned into the Que Wu sword, and the dragon golden pen let out a dragon groan, turning into a six-clawed golden dragon and submerging into the sword body.

The pitch-black Que Wu evil sword instantly turned into a pure platinum sword, with a golden dragon on the plate, and a fourteen-character war poem engraved on the sword body, brilliant and dazzling!

Qin Feng's eyes suddenly widened, and the wind under his feet rose in the sky.

He raised the war sword above his head with both hands, and slammed it towards the blood sword chopped by Emperor Wu without hesitation!