Purple smoke from the sunshine incense burner,

Looking at the waterfall in the distance.

Three thousand feet below the stream,

It is suspected that the Milky Way fell for nine days.

A poem of the town and country, the vision of heaven and earth that it attracted illuminated the entire Yamato County.

Hundreds of thousands of people.

They all saw a round of scorching sun pouring out of the sky, expelling the bright moon.

Like a hill-high incense burner, purple smoke floats from the mouth.

The three-thousand-foot-long silver sword rushed out from the scorching sun.

A white figure reached below.

Chen Ping's eyes shrank.

Looking at the nearly kilometer streamer sword.

I just have some understanding.

Why everything is inferior, only the truth of high reading.

Once this scholar became the climate.

Even if it is a demon of the world, it must not be able to stop such Confucianism and Taoism.

No wonder.

The world's martial arts heroes.

In the face of this official injustice, he dared to be angry but did not dare to speak.

Ordinary demons.

It is also difficult to see in human cities.

Confucianism and Taoism.

It has become a general trend in the world.

Non-human can be stopped.

But Chen Ping came over today.

It's not about manpower.

A thousand-foot hurricane locked.

The blade of the sword came in an instant.

Chen Ping is no longer clumsy.

The mind moved.

The three jade plaques in the Tiangong backpack bar popped out of it and flung them into the sky giant sword.

Boom~

Boom~

Boom~

Three explosions in succession.

The three jade tablets made of hundreds of tons of granite condensed by you exploded violently after being squeezed by the air, forming three jade shields up to ten meters thick.

Bang~

The color of the heavens and the earth changed, and the silver sword pierced into the stone shield like a sharp knife.

The first ten-meter-thick shield was smashed directly.

Then touch the second wall.

Then I heard the sound of a bell.

The sword blade advanced five meters, and then could no longer enter, stopped awkwardly, and gradually dissipated.

Distance.

Zhizhou Wang Zongbo looked at Chen Ping, who was unharmed.

I just felt that the heavens and the earth were spinning, and my mind was already shocked by the scene in front of me.

To know.

Just now, in order to ensure that he could kill Chen Ping as much as possible, he mobilized the literary spirit accumulated by Yamato County for decades, and reluctantly launched Li Bai Shixian's poem of Zhenguo.

The sword of the right one.

Don't say that an ordinary three-grade martial arts master.

Even the second-grade grand master is easy to kill.

Even if it's the best of the best.

Even if you can't kill it.

But it can also be seriously injured.

It is precisely because of such secret skills that even if it is a big demon, it does not dare to take action against the civil official group easily.

But now.

So powerful.

The man was unharmed

The spells of those three huge stone tablets were also shocking and desperate.

"Nope."

"Impossible."

"How can there be such an existence between humans and demons in heaven and earth."

"Who the hell are you?"

Wang Zongbo has already collapsed.

Now.

He could no longer judge Chen Ping's strength by his appearance.

Even the poem of Zhenguo, even the other party can't be hurt at all, how can he guess.

"Lord Fujun, are you alright?"

Li Qingze, a professor of county studies, stepped over and picked up Wang Zongbo, who was about to collapse on the ground.

The three scholars of the Ming Sage Realm in Yamato County.

Tong sentenced Zhang Taiheng to be knocked into the stone pit and disappeared, and Wang Zongbo, the governor of Zhizhou, used Confucianism and Taoism to kill him, exhausted his literary energy, and had no strength to fight.

And he Li Qingze.

Before he had time to make a sneak attack, the general judge became a dead pig and the sky fell, and the poem of Zhenguo fell, and three thousand green feet fell, thinking that the other party would definitely die.

But what I never expected was.

This man is magical.

Three stone walls were summoned.

Stand up.

The two sides are at war.

But half an hour.

But the winner is decided.

Although Li Qingze, a professor of county studies, was not injured, he had lost his will to fight at this moment.

Chen Ping's power.

It has been detached from humanitarian means.

It's hopeless.

"Impossible~"

"Qing Ze, you say, is this humanity immortal?"

Li Qingze smiled bitterly when he heard this.

glanced at Chen Ping, who had already floated slowly.

I don't know how to answer.

He couldn't answer this answer, Lord Zhizhou.

But if there are really immortals in the world.

I'm afraid it's the person in front of me.

Seeing that Li Qingze was silent.

Wang Zongbo muttered:

"Since we are immortals, then it is understandable that we will be defeated in the hands of immortals."

"Yes, excusable."

He muttered to himself.

Took a deep breath.

looked at the boy in white who was no longer ten meters away from him.

Took the initiative to take a few steps forward.

Thump.

Get down on your knees.

Hands stretched out and held high.

Say goodbye at the same time.

shouted in his mouth: "The true immortal is above, the last scholar is a scholar, the student Wang Zongbo has no eyes, I don't know what to say, I offended the humane true immortal, and asked the true immortal to punish him." ”

As soon as this statement came out.

Standing on the side, Li Qingze looked at Wang Zongbo who was kneeling and kowtowing.

It's really unexpected.

The five-rank member of the imperial court, the second-class jinshi, the official worships the governor of Yamato County, controls the population of 600,000 in thirteen counties, 20,000 local troops, and Wang Zongbo, one of the three heroes of Yunzhou, who is known to the sky, will kneel down for people to survive.

It's really bullshit smelling the fragrance and shattering the three views.

Think about it.

Li Qingze, a professor of county studies, also hurriedly stepped forward.

Fall to your knees.

Shouting.

"The last scholar, student Li Qingze, meet the true immortals."

~

This time.

Let Zhang Taiheng, who was lying on the ground not far away pretending to be a corpse, the corners of his mouth twitched.

Somehow.

He has some backbone.

Hold back.

Continue to lie down and pretend to be dead.

And Chen Ping.

was also amused by the behavior of these two.

After falling.

chuckled, "Oh?"

"Are you willing to be punished?"

"Exactly."

"Then I want you to die, can I?"

Wang Zongbo knelt down and kowtowed again when he heard this.

Said: "If the immortal wants me to die, I will naturally die, but the students have been studying hard for decades, the four books and the five classics are memorized backwards, and the literary atmosphere is vast. ”

"If the true immortal does not dislike it, I am willing to be a disciple of the true immortal seat, and accompany half of it."

"You."

These words were spoken.

Li Qingze was a little anxious, he thought that Wang Zongbo knelt down just to spare his life, but he didn't expect to say such a sensual and disgusting thing.

He opened his mouth.

Still can't speak.

Chen Ping smiled when he heard this.

Secretly sigh that this person is so shameless.

A dignified member of the court.

In order to survive, he lost the integrity of a real literati.

Such soft bones.

can only rely on force and pen to bully those displaced people who have no right to speak.

Face the strong.

But he could only compromise and kneel down and sell himself, becoming something inferior to the pig and dog.

Such people.

He also wants to be his subordinate boy.

Accompany half or so.

It's just wishful thinking.

"The true immortals are above, and the killing of the homeless people is all forced by the court to wait for me."

may have speculated the cause of Chen Ping's murder.

Wang Zongbo specially explained.

"The locust plague in the southwest, the land of the three continents is in chaos, millions of hungry people are scattered around, the imperial court has no food for disaster relief, these displaced people are not killed, and it will be the opposite if they are put in the back."

"All the time, I'm afraid it's not the rebellion of the three continents, but the disaster of the Great Song Dynasty."

"There's no way I can wait."

"We are wronged~"

Burst~

Without waiting for Wang Zongbo to continue muttering, Chen Ping had lost his patience and slashed at this person's neck with a sword.

The former wanted to say something more.

The inside of the palace tumbled.

But he forgot that he had been hollowed out by Zhenguo's poems, and he blocked the sword blade by force at all.

Sizzle.

Separation of human heads.

There is less noise and more tranquility between heaven and earth.