"Brother Lieshan, be slow, do it if you don't agree with it, that's the behavior of a reckless man, we are scholars, and I am a reasonable person, Prince Xuanyuan, are you sure you want to kill me. ”

Yi Yang moved forward step by step, his face was not afraid at all, and even with a little evil smile, he looked extremely confident.

"Third child, step aside! Today's matter is not for you to intervene. In the void, a young man of about thirty appeared, wearing a blue moire robe, more than eight feet tall, and his face was born in Lieshan Aotian, which was ** similar, this person is Lieshan Aoyang, the eldest son of the Lieshan clan, is the cousin of Lieshan Aotian.

"Big brother, why are you here" Lieshan Aotian's face was a little surprised, and he actually alarmed his eldest brother, it must be Xuanyuan Wenjun's ghost, the people behind this matter, even his eldest brother, who is obsessed with martial arts, also appeared.

"Little bastard, today I see who else can save you, today is your time of death. Xuanyuan Wenjun's face distorted slightly, revealing a cruel smile.

"It seems that you are really going to kill me, but right? I have always been very reasonable, Xuanyuan Gongzi, I will give you one last chance, you came from there, go back there, we will not be flooded with water, as for the people of the three major academies? That is naturally revenge, there are grievances and complaints, how about it. ”

Yi Yang's face revealed a slight smile, and he seemed to be in his chest.

"It's just beyond your strength, Gongzi Lieshan, there's no need to talk nonsense with him, this little bastard, kill it. ”

In the Immortal Academy, a powerhouse of the real human realm spoke up, and his sallow face revealed endless disdain.

"Little bastard, anyone can live today, but you will definitely die, suffer death!" Xuanyuan Wenjun's figure came in an instant, and a finger pierced out, and it can be seen that ripples appeared in the void, containing an incomparably terrifying general trend, which was towards Yi Yang's eyebrows.

"Xuanyuan Gongzi, do you still remember the tragedy of millions of people in the Ming Dynasty five years ago? There was also the Dari Dynasty three years ago, when the people of the Seven Cities disappeared out of thin air, and what happened in the last few years, do you want me to pour out all of them for you. ”

Yi Yang's voice was as thin as a mosquito and fly, only Xuanyuan Wenjun could hear it, and his face was still very calm.

Xuanyuan Wenjun was like a heavy blow, and when he saw a finger approaching Yi Yang's eyebrows, it was Shengsheng who withdrew his finger power, and under the backlash of his true qi, he only spurted out a mouthful of blood in an instant, and his face was extremely pale, with boundless horror in his complexion.

"You"

"What are you, Lord Xuanyuan, the inheritance of the Emperor of the Heavens, but you didn't let you erase the cultivation of the human race, in the past few years, you have slaughtered hundreds of millions of people, sacrificing the soul for your own use, how about it, do you want me to reveal all these things, you can kill me, but? I dare to guarantee that tomorrow the evidence will appear in front of the four human emperors." ”

Yi Yang squatted down, and the corners of his mouth showed an extremely deceitful smile, completely like a villain, of course, these words were all transmitted with divine thoughts.

"Damn, you threaten me. Xuanyuan Wenjun's eyes seemed to erupt into flames, with a monstrous killing intent, and he couldn't wait to devour Yi Yang alive.

"Yes, it's a threat to you, what's the matter, look at your current appearance, how different is it like a lost dog, I'll stand here, if you have any kind, smash my head with one palm." ”

Yi Yang's face gave people a fierce killing intent, he really wanted to slap Xuanyuan Wenjun to death with one palm, but he couldn't, the fledgling wings were not yet successful, and now it was just the foundation, if Xuanyuan Wenjun was moved, he would have to bear the anger of the ancient family and the inheritance of the Emperor of the Heavens.

"I hate you little bastard!" Xuanyuan Wenjun's chest was full of blood, and the backlog of a month's grievances and anger made him almost burst out of his lungs in an instant, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out in an instant.

"Master Xuanyuan, I said what is wrong with you, didn't you want to kill me just now? Why, now that you vomit blood, I said that Master Xuanyuan, since you are sick, you should take care of your injuries? You said that you vomited blood again, what is it, everyone has seen it! It was not my hand, it was he who vomited blood, and it has nothing to do with me!"

Yi Yang took a step back of more than ten meters, looking anxious, but he kept shirking his responsibility.

"Little bastard, let's go" Xuanyuan Wenjun's eyes were red, his face was distorted, and the green tendons on his forehead burst out, like an earthworm circling, exuding an aura of boundless terror.

"Let's go, are you leaving? Lord Xuanyuan, the account between us hasn't been settled yet? Don't even think about leaving any of you today, take advantage of our absence, occupy the Red Blood City, occupy the magpie's nest, and now surround us on the street, intending to commit murder, it's just too bullying, too bullying, bullying me Confucianism?"

Yi Yang took a step forward, revealing a bone-chilling anger all over his body, and there was a killing momentum in his eyes.

"The head can be broken, the blood can be shed, the dignity cannot be lost, the Confucian disciples listen to the order, kill the enemy who came to attack, return the peace of my academy, the peace of the red blood city, kill. "

Bai Jintang took a step forward, his whole body was shrouded in righteousness, and his body was shrouded in a sense of majesty, and a pale golden book appeared in an instant, with a terrifying aura, "The head can be broken, the blood can flow, and the dignity cannot be lost." ”

"Heads can be broken, blood can be shed, and dignity cannot be lost. ”

"Heads can be broken, blood can be shed, and dignity cannot be lost. ”

A thousand Confucian disciples roared wildly, and the majestic righteousness between heaven and earth converged, all of which were gathered on the head, forming a different scene of respect and auspiciousness, with splendid mountains and rivers, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, and ancient sages.

"Damn, how is this possible, this group of sour Confucians is actually manifesting out of phase, a thousand people, a thousand kinds of phase, how is this possible. ”

"Thousands of different phases, even in the peak era of ancient Confucianism, no one can do it, this month, this group of sour Confucianism has gone, and they can actually reach such a power. ”

"Damn, there are still living old monsters in the Confucian Sect. ”

Among the powerhouses of the three major academies, feeling this thousand different appearances, there was boundless horror in their faces, what they were most afraid of was that Confucianism and old monsters were alive, after all, it was a great sect that had been inherited for countless years, and it was older than the history of the three major academies.

The sages taught us to be united, fraternal, and equal, and we are scholars, so we have to reason with them, and if we use violence, then we will not be like them, and each of us will go back and copy the Analects ten times. ”

Yi Yang roared, and he reprimanded a group of scholars, which seemed to be righteous and awe-inspiring, and terrifying.

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