It was still a pale golden grand ring, and the master of Zhuge stood quietly, like an immortal sacred mountain, and his body naturally exuded a majestic and suffocating aura, and the whole person was immovable. And at this moment, there appeared a handsome-faced, gentle scholar opposite it, with big sleeves fluttering, with a strong atmosphere of Haoran books, unyielding, filling the world, this person is none other than the poet.

Respectfully saluted Zhuge Pang, Shijun said loudly, "Brother Hongmeng, Shijun is polite in the next place! How about we have a gentleman's battle? Regardless of life and death, only take things outside the body as a bet, if I win, Brother Hongmeng only needs to give me his own blood order, if I lose, the blood order, including other treasures on the body, chaos spirit treasures, etc., will be handed over to Brother Hongmeng!" In this battle, my chances of winning are not great, but I still hope to fight with Brother Hongmeng, because I also need this place, difficulties and obstacles ahead, my generation needs to fight, I hope Brother Hongmeng can be successful!"

After saying this, his hands were folded, and the poet solemnly shook it, and the etiquette can be said to have been done enough. His voice is so peculiar, clear as a golden stone, but with a kind of warmth, as if the flowers are blooming, his words seem to be no longer sounds, but blooming flowers, just listening to the words, is a rare enjoyment.

This is the characteristic that only a true Confucian saint can have, his words and deeds are consistent, and he follows the guidance of his heart. If you want to fight a gentleman in your heart, the other party does not hide it, and directly and strictly understands your reasons and all gambling contracts, which is the way of a gentleman.

"Hahaha Brother Shijun, you have said so, I naturally can't be too harsh, right?

"Brother Hongmeng is really a true gentleman! Take my move, big order!"

No longer humble, the poet's spine is straight, there is a kind of education of the people, open the world and peace, eternal foundation of the big mind, a punch banged, the fist like the purest and fierce immortal mountain descended, to the just to the yang, the mighty Haoran righteousness filled the heavens and the earth, turned into an endless Confucian essence, towards Zhuge Pang bombardment! Zhuge Pang was very unfamiliar with this kind of momentum, and he didn't know that this was a major foundation of Confucianism.

Mean, righteousness, these are the Confucian people must abide by, trance, with his punch, it seems that a great world emerges on the fist, for its blessing infinite power, indestructible, that great world is everywhere is a fire cooking oil, splendid and prosperous, the common people are in a great pleasure, the sound of reading aloud is endless, a respected Confucian strong man high crown strange clothes, ancient incomparable, talking about the essence of Confucianism, so that the whole world is in a kind of righteousness, great gifts, great order.

"Good boxing!"

Such an ingenious fist seems to contain all the power of a fire-like prosperous world, which Zhuge Pang has never seen before, he felt the terrifying power in it, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but let out a shout, and suddenly, the invincible giant fist suddenly clenched, and the power of the collapsed void swept in all directions.

"Kill!"

It was not fancy, as if the invincible divine mountain had descended, Zhuge Pang's invincible giant fist was in the air, and the terrifying arrogance filled all directions, and in an instant, it collided with the fist of the great order of Shijun.

"Knock! knock!"

It was like beating a heavenly drum, the terrible power and sound were permeating, and the void above the ring collapsed in large swaths, because the two sides collided three times in a row, and the collision between fists was the most direct and the most ferocious!

"Ahh

After a miserable scream and three earth-shattering loud noises, accompanied by the rapid collapse of the void, a figure suddenly retreated, coughing up blood, it was Shijun. At this moment, the great world above his right fist completely collapsed and turned into nothingness, and the entire right fist was almost abolished, cracked everywhere, drenched in blood, so miserable.

is just a face, and Shijun is at an absolute disadvantage.

Three punches, hit Shijun hard, Zhuge Pang did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, he proudly looked directly at the retreating Shijun, and laughed loudly, "Hahaha Brother Shijun, your boxing skills are good, you can take my three punches, you are worthy of pride!"

For Zhuge Pang's words, Shijun did not feel arrogant, but nodded approvingly, and said with emotion, "The source of chaos, it is really a strong man, originally my Shijun was still a little arrogant, but I didn't expect the proudest fist of order to be destroyed by Brother Hongmeng so simply and directly, admire, admire!"

Saying this, he hurriedly swallowed a crimson gold elixir with a strange sandalwood incense, and soon, his badly injured fist crackled for a while, and it recovered quickly. Still suspended in the void, swept by the righteous qi around him, and abandoned the terrifying destructive power of the collapsing void, Shijun stroked the feather crown on his head, and laughed loudly, "Brother Hongmeng, admire, your body is too terrifying, unprecedented!

"Swordsmanship, even if it is used!" smiled indifferently, Zhuge Pang had a detached posture.

"Humane Sword, Now!"

The sword is divided into two sides, one side is a strange pictogram, one side is bird-shaped, and the hilt of the sword is a beast's head, like a dragon not a dragon, like a unicorn non-unicorn, the sword body is branded with flowers, birds, fish and insects, farming and animal husbandry, with a kind of integrity, courage, wisdom, and beautiful atmosphere.

With the humane sword in hand, the poet's temperament suddenly changed, and he seemed to be the embodiment of justice, integrity, integrity, protection, and grace.

Not only that, but his whole person seemed to have received a kind of blessing in the dark in vain, rippling with a mighty, unpredictable atmosphere, and suddenly bloomed one by one words around his body, the light soared into the sky, the words were beautiful, pure, wonderful, heroic, vast, and shocking.

"Humanity is unparalleled!"

With a loud shout, the poet's humane sword was swayed, and the sword moves shrouded down, containing joys and sorrows, bitterness and sorrow, life and death sorrows, Jin Ge Iron Horse, the rise and fall of thousands of autumns, the mountains and rivers were broken, and they turned into the wind and danced with the wind.

"Good swordsmanship, kill!"

With a shock of both fists, the invincible giant fist swept through the heavens, and the ferocious began to counterattack.

"Boom"

After the terrible explosion, the humane sword was almost about to collapse, Zhuge Pang's strength was too huge and fierce to be matched at all, and it was not just a punch, like a shadow, and a fierce punch!

"Shield the world!"

The poet screamed violently, and the humane sword let out a sword sound, and the vicissitudes of life, the vast, and long-standing breath erupted, and it was treated as a pen, and the tip of the sword slided, forming a huge twisted and twisted text in the void in an instant. This text, such as tadpoles, such as bird inscriptions, is an ancient shield character, as soon as it comes out, it exudes a kind of endless, like the heavenly net is magnificent but not leaky, and there is a vague taste of resisting the world.

"Boom!"

In an instant, a terrible explosion occurred, sweeping the heavens and the earth, although the humane sword cast a shield to dominate the world, it was still a little unbearable, and with a muffled snort, Shijun was shaken all over, and suddenly turned into a body like a kite falling line, and flew out into the distance.

"Hahaha Brother Shijun, your sword move is too ordinary, isn't it? It's not enough to look at at it at all!" Haha laughed, Zhuge Pang pursued.

One force will drop ten times, let you have thousands of magical powers, I will break it with one force! At this moment, Zhuge Pang's invincible giant fist is like this, sweeping invincible, no matter how the other party changes.

The body retreated violently, and Shijun had a trace of shame on his face at the moment, he didn't expect that the swordsmanship he was proud of would be so unbearable, but his eyes were not flustered, but with a kind of determination, because he was about to perform a forbidden method.

The center of the eyebrows turned into a red color in vain, and a drop of blood rolled down, which was extremely bright, giving people a feeling of seepage, it was obvious that Shijun had used a forbidden method to break out beyond the level!

"Brother Hongmeng, I'm sorry, the next move I want to perform is my strongest means, I must stimulate my potential before I can break out, you pay attention, rest assured, if you are defeated, I will stop in time, kill, gentleman!"

The humane sword crossed an arc that contained the mysteries of heaven and earth, and immediately a rolling majestic, filled with the great strength of heaven and earth, and impacted Zhuge Pang, the artistic conception contained in it was so majestic that it was suffocating, sometimes domineering and magnificent, sometimes educating sentient beings, shocking people's hearts.