"Brother Prince!" "On the top of Wenshan, in the royal viewing platform, the sons and daughters of Emperor Jin who didn't know the inside story saw their brother die like this, and they cried out with grief for a while.

Among them, Sima Yanran was the saddest in his heart, and all he was thinking about at this time was that if he hadn't brought Ye Qingxuan from Jingzhou Qing that day, maybe it would have been a different situation on top of today's opening ceremony!

However, this is just the grief in this woman's heart at this time, and she thought about it for a while, if he calms down in the future, he will understand that if he doesn't have Ye Qingxuan's argument with Kong Ran today, and start all this, maybe the nine saints and their own father will find other masters to start all this!

All this, in the final analysis, is a war between the royal family of the Great Jin Dynasty and the Jixia Academy, but since ancient times, the war between the imperial power and the relative power, no one can stop it!

An arrow nailed Sima Changfeng to death, because the shocking array lacked the eyes of the main array, so Wen Sheng no longer needed to use the sage book, only to see that he reached out and held it again, and a crystal clear, four-sided long sword composed of Haoran righteousness appeared in his hand!

"Gentleman Four Virtues!" Kong Ji snorted lightly, and then raised his sword and slashed towards the golden light that covered the sky above Wenshan!

As soon as the sword fell, the golden light cage that was still unbreakable immediately shattered in response to the sound, and turned into a little golden light crumbs, floating down!

Seeing that the general trend had gone, the sadness in their hearts suddenly erupted, and they gave up their eyes one by one, like crazy demons, and rushed towards the nearest saint or master.

After using the true qi that has been cultivated in the body for many years, it is time to fight with them!

"Uncles and brothers, now that the prince has delayed the time with his life, for His Majesty, and for my Sima clan, why should I die!" An old man with white hair and a sluggish body dressed as a prince roared angrily, and immediately pounced on the soldier saint who was not far from him.

Then a burst of earth-shattering laughter erupted in his mouth, and in the midst of this laughter, this old prince suddenly ran Xuangong and blew up his dantian, wanting to drag the soldier saint and die with him!

"Rebel and die with this king!"

I only heard the old prince shout, and then there was a loud noise in the sky, and the sound fell, Wen Sheng's face was shocked, and he looked over, and saw a huge pit appeared on Wen Mountain, and the pit was full of flesh and blood.

The soldier saint is covered in blood and standing in the pit, the old prince's kung fu is only in the late congenital stage, and the power of self-explosion is strong, but it cannot wipe out the holy body of the soldier saint, but the soldier saint is not comfortable at this time, he is already overconsumed, although he is not dead at this time, but he is also seriously injured and has no strength to fight again.

At the same time that the old prince pounced out, the rest of the disciples of the Sima clan also followed suit, wanting to use their own flesh and blood to delay Sima Ning's breakthrough for a little longer.

As a result, on the top of Wenshan, the sound of self-explosions of all sizes sounded one after another, but in the blink of an eye, there were more than a dozen innate masters, dragging the enemy to the end together!

"Bastard! How can this be reasonable!" Mo Sheng Mo Fei was the one who reacted the fastest, seeing this, he waved the pitch-black ink-like sword in his palm, and then the sword qi flashed in the air, and the remaining Sima Clan disciples who had not had time to explode themselves were immediately sealed by him, and then fell to the ground with unwillingness in his eyes!

After doing all this, Mo Sheng looked at everyone with an unkind face, at this time, on the top of Wenshan, but in just a few hours, he went down to the school palace, and he didn't know how many disciples and masters died, it was this saint who pursued "both love and non-attack", and at this time, his heart was also surging with killing intent for the Sima royal family!

"Daoist Qingxuan, please spare the life of this rebel!" The battle between the Nine Sages of Jixia and the Great Jin Imperial Family is over, and the battle between Ye Qingxuan and Kong Ran is also coming to an end.

Kong Ran, who was trapped in the sword array, fell into the realm at this time, and there was no way to deal with Ye Qingxuan's endless methods.

Ye Qingxuan simply regarded Kong Ran as a target for sword practice, from the Qiangua Sword Sutra to the Kungua Sword Sutra that he was not even familiar with, the Eight Veins Sword Sutra took turns, and the end was to beat Kong Ran all over his head and face with blood.

If it weren't for the timely drinking of Wensheng Kong Ji at this time, if he continued to fight like this, I am afraid that Kong Ran would have only lost his life in Jiuquan!

In the air, before Wen Sheng Kong Ji's words fell, he reached into his arms at the same time, and then when he took out his hand, there was one more in his hand, the color was crystal clear, and it was full of things that were full of righteousness.

Then Kong Ji shook his hand without looking at it, and threw this thing at Ye Qingxuan, what was that thing, Ye Qingxuan naturally saw it clearly!

That is a post that is similar to the post of the Dharma Saint in his arms at this time, with a general appearance, but with a different breath! This thing is a post of Confucianism!

"What's the use of giving me this thing? Poor Dao doesn't want to really open his pulse under the Jixia!" stretched out his hand to take the post, and although he complained in his heart, he still withdrew the sword formation and spared Kong Ran's life.

This represents Kong Ji's post, and if it falls into the hands of any student, it will undoubtedly make them ecstatic, after all, this thing represents the dignity and friendliness of Confucianism.

Coupled with the rest of Ye Qingxuan's arms at this time, if he has the heart to open another door in the Jixia School Palace, it will definitely be extremely smooth.

However, Ye Qingxuan didn't mean anything at all, but since Wen Sheng had spoken, Ye Qingxuan had to give this face, so he spared Kong Ran's life for the time being!

In mid-air, Kong Ji saw that Ye Qingxuan had accepted the post and withdrawn the sword array, so he nodded lightly at him, and then let out a roar in his mouth, and flew in the direction of the Great Jin Jinling first!

Subsequently, in addition to the Soldier Saint and the Shang Saint, the remaining six saints also roared and flew away with Kong Ji.

Later, the masters and students on Wenshan grabbed a disciple of the Sima clan one after another, ran light skills, and also went down Wenshan and went in the direction of Jinling!

And on the royal viewing platform, those princes of the Sima clan who had not participated in it also regained their freedom at this time, and their faces flashed with an uncertain light, and then they didn't say a word, and they rushed towards Jinling City!

They knew in their hearts that if their father was really defeated, it would be if the people under the command did not deal with them, I am afraid that they would have no place to stand in this Great Jin!

Before leaving, Sima Yanran took a deep look at Ye Qingxuan, who was standing in place without the slightest thought, and then left Wenshan with Sima Changqing and Sima Changming!

"Dao Chief, take care!" The three of them shook their heads at Ye Qingxuan, and then went without looking back!