A wave of heroic righteousness appeared, and the whole sky was filled with elegance, and the breath on King Ming's body was very incomprehensible, and even had a sense of affinity.

Everyone in the Sword Sect sensed this strange aura, it was the first time they had encountered such an existence, it seemed to be a completely new system, a system they had never encountered before.

In the past, they just thought that King Ming was very strong and terrifying, but they didn't know what it was.

Seeing this scene today, everyone's hearts couldn't help but be shocked, who would have thought that King Ming was actually a brand new system?

Elder Wang looked at King Ming, who was constantly sweeping towards the Blood Pill at this time, as if he remembered something, and muttered to himself, "This seems to be...... Confucianism?"

He wasn't quite sure, but he could feel that this aura was unusual, and at the same time, that majestic and righteous aura made everyone feel the same way.

"Confucianism?" Wen Liangxin knew a lot of things, and following Elder Wang's side, he had naturally heard of this, and a scene of surprise appeared on his face: "Is it the legendary system?"

"Should it be?" Elder Wang wasn't very sure, and he didn't know how to answer Wen Liangxin at this time, but he still gave the answer he should have.

After all, he has never seen the Confucian system, and it is only under the Xuan Tao in the atrium that he vaguely senses the particularity of this system.

At this time, whether King Ming is a Confucian system or not, it definitely makes him feel incredible, how did King Ming do this legendary system?

Wen Liangxin is like a fool who is thirsty for knowledge, at this time he is as uncomfortable as scratching his heart, this is not a small gossip, if he can accurately know the system of King Ming, this is an event that can be excavated.

Is it possible to be behind it with the invasion of the Confucian forces in the atrium, these things are combined, as if the Ming King and their non-layout seem so ridiculous, this seems to be just what they can see on the surface.

Where you can't see it behind your back, will there be a contest between Buddhism and Confucianism?

Everyone didn't know, but they vaguely guessed how terrifying the involvement behind this was, a Yin Yue Dynasty only, why could it involve so many top forces?

You must know that this is still the top force in the atrium, whether it is Buddhism or Confucianism, this is a mysterious system and power, and it is an existence that cannot be touched by any force in their foreign lands.

"If it's really about the Confucian system, I'm afraid that behind this matter, Confucianism is also doing a ...... in it" Elder Wang thought about this very rationally, and then frowned, his expression gradually became confused, "Why did Confucianism lay out in the Yin Yue Dynasty? What is their purpose?"

This matter was not only Elder Wang who was puzzled, but even Wen Liangxin at this time was also full of mixed feelings, he really wanted to know what was going on.

He even wanted to know that things had become so confusing, and looking at the figure of King Ming sweeping towards the Blood Pill, he couldn't wait to stop the other party now, and then ask for an understanding.

"What now? Do we still need to watch the game?" Wen Liangxin looked eager to try, he had already reached this point, and he naturally wanted to stand by King Ming's side to get to the bottom of it.

"Since King Ming is a six-rank Confucian student, he naturally counts these things, so he ...... We just have to do what he has to say." Elder Wang was still more sensible, he knew that he couldn't disturb King Ming at this time, so he had been watching the battle.

It was as if they were standing in the middle of the battlefield and watching the battle in silence.

"Shouldn't we stop that mysterious powerhouse?" After Wen Liangxin finished saying this sentence without a clue, he saw Elder Wang's eyes shining.

Not only Elder Wang, but the eyes of other people also turned over one after another, and they looked at Wen Liangxin as if they were looking at an idiot.

A fifth-grade is enough to destroy the current Sword Sect, and this mysterious powerhouse is still an existence close to the fourth-grade, this is not a battle of magnitude at all, and there is only one way for them to participate in it.

Although King Ming's ontological aura was only a six-rank consummate Confucian, there was a mysterious powerhouse's eyes behind him, which was enough to stalemate with Ling Zongxian.

At this time, King Ming had already jumped over the wall in a hurry, which was obviously a little overwhelmed, if they did it again, they might also become the ghost in Ling Zongxian's hands.

Seeing that King Ming's speed continued to increase, Ling Zongxian also felt a trace of pressure at this time, the expression on his face gradually became hideous, he looked at all the guards below, and said angrily:

"Stop him!"

This order fell, and the breath of the Ten Yuan Infant Realm rose directly, and King Ming didn't raise his eyes, and the Haoran righteousness on his body suddenly agitated, and said indifferently:

"Exit a hundred miles!"

The surrounding space shook instantly, and the righteous qi fell in an instant, and under a contraction, the ten Praetorian Guard Commanders only felt a flower in front of them, and then the scene in front of them rippled like ripples.

After just a momentary trance, the three of them appeared a hundred miles away, and the six Confucian students: follow the law!

The ten guards looked at each other, but none of them spoke, and this strange ability directly made them stunned in place, unable to figure out what was going on.

Why was it just an order from King Ming, and they appeared directly a hundred miles away?

"Six-grade Confucian is annoying!" Ling Zongxian scolded in his mouth, he could only keep speeding up, the distance between the two kept getting closer, and when King Ming saw that he was about to succeed, the space around him suddenly turbulent.

The dark golden roulette wheel behind him rotated, and the four pitch-black flames suddenly expanded, and the pitch-black flames burned directly in the space, and the surroundings instantly returned to quiet.

King Ming was still about to continue moving forward, and when he was competing for the blood pill, he heard the magnetic voice of Demon Chan.

"Second form!"