"Yes, what the senior brother teaches is that the senior brother is taught. ”

"Do you hear everything? We are scholars, we have to be reasonable, violence is the behavior of reckless people. ”

"Thank you, Senior Brother, for your teachings. ”

A group of scholars clasped their fists one after another, saluting Yi Yang, the righteousness on their bodies dissipated in an instant, and their words and demeanors were filled with incomparable respect.

"Knowing mistakes can improve greatly, but the Analects still have to be copied, we are readers, we have to be reasonable, if it doesn't make sense, then the sage also teaches us, tooth for tooth, eye for eye, I said Xuanyuan Gongzi, today's matter, you shouldn't give us an explanation. ”

Yi Yang took out the fan on his waist with his hand, and it was gently scraped up, with an incomparably evil color between his eyebrows.

"What a big breath, and I'm not afraid of the wind flashing my tongue, little bastard, do you think you can still live today? Dare to ask my clan son to explain, I can crush you to death with this." ”

The figure of an old man in a yellow robe appeared, six feet tall, with a scar on his face that ran through the entire face, like a big centipede, which looked extremely terrifying, adding a bit of ferocity, as if it was an ancient demonic beast, which made people daunting.

"Crush me, are you sure? Okay, good, good, this is what you said, Ben Shizi is standing here today, waiting for you to crush me, come, come, come, don't be polite, greet Ben Shizi's head, come!"

With a sneer on the corner of Yi Yang's mouth, the white paper fan in his hand kept scraping up, and the figure did not retreat but advanced, almost in one step in front of the other party.

"Little bastard, challenge the majesty of the ancient family, today is your death, give me death. ”

The old man in the yellow robe turned pale, and the giant palm in his hand instantly crushed towards Yi Yang's head, and the palm wind was like thunder and lightning, and it looked terrifying.

"It's not good, Uncle Thirteen, stop. Xuanyuan Wenjun's face was filled with a sense of horror, and he suddenly remembered that Yi Yang was carrying the golden light of merit, and a king went to attack and kill him, which was no less than an act of death.

But the old man in the yellow robe was not in a hurry to take his palm, and his palm was already approaching Yi Yang's body, and the terrifying blow was less than ten centimeters away from Yi Yang's head, but at this time, a golden treasure wheel burst out from the back of Yi Yang's head in an instant, filled with boundless sacred and mighty aura.

With a loud "boom", the Treasure Wheel of Merit was automatically defended, the palm of the old man in the yellow robe was instantly cracked, and the entire arm instantly turned into a blood mist in the sky, spraying the entire heavenly dome.

"Meritorious Golden Light, you little mongrel, you actually have merit Golden Light to protect your body, Heavenly Dao Qi Luck, damn it, little mongrel, little mongrel"

The face of the old man in the yellow robe is extremely dark, the golden light of merit is a legendary thing, it has always been ethereal, only those who really have great merit and great luck will have the golden light of merit to protect themselves, and it is rumored that only those great virtuous monks of the Central Domain Buddhism will have a trace of merit treasure wheel on their bodies.

"Old dog, didn't you just want to kill me? Ben Shizi stood here and didn't move! Let you kill you, but you can't kill it, you can't blame me! I really don't know how you, the king, cultivate, even I, a person from the innate realm, can't die, come, come, come, don't be polite, go on!"

Yi Yang held a white paper fan in his hand, he was without fear, and he was forced step by step, faintly revealing a boundless evil color.

The old man in the yellow robe showed horror on his face, now he still has the courage to dare to do something to Yi Yang, isn't this a living act of death?

Today, she is not only embarrassed, but also the face of the ancient family, the more she thinks about it, the more she hates it, the more she thinks about it, the more angry she becomes, the killing machine is like the water of the Yellow River, frantically converging towards her heart, which shows how much hatred she has in her heart.

"Little bastard, I can't kill you, can't I kill you sour people?

The old man in the yellow robe was full of resentment in his heart, his face was completely distorted, like a primeval poisonous snake, and he went towards the nearest scholar in an instant, his left arm was raised high, and it could be seen that the palm of his hand condensed a terrifying silver light, as if he wanted to kill the young man in front of him.

"Boom", there was another terrifying loud noise, and the young man in front of him also burst out of a golden wheel of merit behind his head, but it was just not as rich as Yi Yang, but it showed his terrifying divine might.

An arm shattered again, and the body of the old man in the yellow robe was dozens of meters backwards, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he couldn't believe his eyes, "How is it possible that the golden light of merit is possible?"

"Old dog, didn't your son-in-law tell you that more than 1,000 of our Confucian brothers are all blessed by Heavenly Dao Qi and Fortune, and the golden light of merit protects the body? ”

As soon as the attacked soldiers in front of them greeted, the back of the thousands of scholars all burst out with intense golden light, and thousands of golden lights gathered together, like a dazzling sun, emitting an extremely dazzling divine light.

"Damn, how is this possible, how is it possible, it doesn't make sense! It doesn't make sense! A thousand scholars, everyone has merit and golden light to protect the body, this"

The blood in the old man in the yellow robe surged up, and a mouthful of blood spurted out directly, he couldn't believe that everything in front of him was true, more than a thousand people were all lucky, and the golden light protected the body, what kind of concept is this!

"Come, come, come, brothers, let's reason with him, remember, we are scholars, we are people with status, we must not learn what this old dog did, this is the behavior of a reckless man, old dog, today our senior brothers, originally wanted to reason with you, but you shot one after another, bullying my Confucian sect no one, the eldest prince of Lieshan, do you want to give me an explanation today. ”

The white paper fan in Yi Yang's hand was closed in an instant, and the whole person showed an extremely evil look, giving people an extremely terrifying aura.

Xuanyuan Wenjun wanted to eat Yi Yang alive in his heart, but he didn't dare, not to mention the merit of the golden light body, but said that he still had the handle to be held by him, damn it, all those who knew these things were dead, this little bastard, how did he know, I, Xuanyuan Wenjun, was actually coerced by this little mongrel, damn, damn.

"Damn, Mu Dao, you wait for me, today's matter, I won't stop there, there is a trick one day, I will let you come back tenfold, let's go." ”

Xuanyuan Wenjun was extremely angry in his heart, but he had to hold back his anger, today's face was lost, if he was entangled, he would only be humiliated by him.

"Come if you want, leave if you want, what are you in the Red Blood City, is it your back garden? My Confucianism is a great religion of the ages, and I am not weaker than others in my life, even if my Confucianism is weak now, it is definitely not something that can be bullied by clowns who jump off the beam, and if there is nothing left today, how can the dignity of my Confucianism exist in the future. ”

In the academy, a calm and thick voice came out, with a desolate and terrifying killing aura, which made people's hearts tremble.

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