"Be careful, husband."

Wang Keyue exclaimed, she couldn't react.

"Stop, Yahsz!"

"That's the Peerless King!"

This Confucian Sect's supreme divine weapon, the Yasheng Statue that has been inherited for nearly 10,000 years, collided with Chu Qianqiu.

Another master of the Wang family, who was at the peak of martial arts, was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, and hurriedly released his divine soul to stop the sub-holy icon.

The Wang family has two martial arts peaks, one is stationed in the Wang family's compound, and the other is located in the Yasheng Temple, guarding the most important divine soldiers of the Wang family.

No one expected such an accident to happen.

The large array that the Wang family had arranged in the Yasheng Temple for thousands of years was completely activated.

The figure of Yasheng suddenly appeared, and his body became majestic, noble, and full of martyrdom.

"The thousand-year-old cultural context can not be destroyed in one fell swoop!"

"Martyrdom today, kill the evil spirit!"

"Martyrdom today, kill the evil spirit!"

The Yasheng Statue identified Chu Qianqiu as a supreme demon who destroyed the Confucian Sect, not only drained the entire Yasheng Temple's large array, but even the cultural context that the Wang family had carefully maintained for thousands of years also turned into a dragon and integrated into Yasheng's body.

Come on!

Jiangzhou used to be the core base, the source of one of the two major cultural contexts in the world, where the Qilin Academy was stationed before moving to Yongzhou.

The sub-holy statue has been nourished by the context for nearly 10,000 years, and its power is extraordinary.

The Wang family is willing to put such a precious divine weapon in the Yasheng Temple, not because they are generous, and they cannot be used by outsiders, just because the divine weapon will also decay and die.

This sub-holy statue has reached the age of decay, and can only use the context to maintain the divine weapon.

If the Confucian divine soldiers want to stay young forever, they must be protected by the context, which is much more troublesome than other divine soldiers, but the lifespan will become longer.

The Yasheng Temple is divided into an outer courtyard and an inner courtyard, the outer courtyard is used to attract scholars from all over the world to come to worship, and the inner courtyard is the place where the gods are really worshipped.

Originally, everything was fine, Wang Jigang invited Chu Qianqiu into the inner courtyard, and released a large amount of spiritual liquid to activate the Yasheng Icon, who would have thought that the Yasheng Idol would suddenly attack the Wushuang King.

It's incredible.

Another martial artist of the Wang family spurted a mouthful of blood, but he didn't understand why Yasheng Idol didn't obey his orders.

The Icon gathers all its powers, and it is equivalent to the full force of the combined celestials.

The context is burning.

After this blow, the temple will cease to exist.

In the face of such a terrifying offensive, Chu Qianqiu comforted Wang Keyue softly.

"Don't worry, lady, it'll be fine."

"It'll be solved soon."

Chu Qianqiu calmed the lady's emotions, let the other party gather the power of the entire Yasheng Temple, and then stretched out his finger.

The Naya Icon lived up to its trust and hit Chu Qianqiu's index finger fiercely.

The entire Yasheng Temple was greatly impacted, and the power that could almost destroy the entire temple burst out.

"No!"

Wang Ji shouted out in despair, he burned his soul and rushed over with all his strength, he wanted to exchange his life for Chu Qianqiu's safety.

If something happens to Chu Qianqiu here, the consequences will be unimaginable.

The same is true of the other masters of the Wang family, who are almost on the verge of madness.

Then the power of the sub-icon became calm, and there was no other energy leaking except for a strong wind in the temple.

Dao Yuan Yi Qi Sutra - all things flow!

Chu Qianqiu lightly defused the impact of the sub-holy statue and brought it under control, and the sub-holy idol wanted to struggle, but it was immediately injected with spirituality by Chu Qianqiu.

Zila!

There was white smoke emitting from the Yasheng statue, Chu Qianqiu chuckled, it won't be long before this Yasheng statue will change its name and surname and become something of the Chu family.

Even if it is placed in the Wang family, it is also a thing of the Chu family.

"Lord Wang, Wang family, Wang family doesn't mean this!"

"The Icon of Asia ...... Suddenly"

The martial arts master of the Wang family, [Wang Heng], was already trembling, he didn't dare to imagine Chu Qianqiu's strength, let alone what the result would be if he pursued it.

"The king knows."

"It's none of your business."

Chu Qianqiu didn't take the opportunity to make trouble, so that Wang Ji and Wang Heng showed incredible looks.

If they are any of them, they will also let the Wang family shed a layer of skin.

"You did it, and this king will not let you go."

"You didn't do it, although you have to bear joint and several responsibility."

Chu Qianqiu answered the two of them while injecting mana into the idol, trying to completely control this divine weapon.

I didn't want to take it, but since it's delivered to my door, let's take it.

The sub-icon attempted to resist, but its interior quickly coalesced into a powerful unicorn, ready to explode.

The unicorn became pitch black, like the legendary ink unicorn, a fallen demon seed.

"Today's Martyrdom ......"

Mo Qilin roared, as if he was going to die with Chu Qianqiu.

"What are you martyred?"

"Stay there."

Chu Qianqiu was not polite to him, and directly summoned Da Ri Rulai and sealed the ink qilin on the spot.

Mo Qilin let out a mournful roar, but he couldn't resist Chu Qianqiu's power.

"Dare to ask the prince, could it be that this is ......" Wang Ji is worthy of being the prime minister, and when he saw Chu Qianqiu, he denied that it was the Wang family, but quickly found the murderer.

"Yes, this time it's Xu Shi'an who is doing ghosts."

"Saint of the Supreme Academy of Goodness, Kirinzi."

"It seems that he has gained a lot from the sub-holy icon, and has awakened some of the qualities of the celestials."

"Otherwise, it is impossible to make the divine soldiers confess."

Chu Qianqiu sneered, slapped his palm on the body of the Yasheng Icon, and through the sealed ink qilin and the effect of listening to the bloodline, he immediately locked Xu Shi'an's position.

Burst!

"He, how could he become a celestial?"

Xu Shi'an spat blood from his mouth and said in disbelief.

This time, Chu Qianqiu's white dragon fish suit happened to come to the Yasheng Temple alone, what a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

A few days ago, under the arrangement of the academy, Xu Shi'an not only met with the ancestor of the Wang family, but also got approval to visit the Yasheng Statue, not only broke through the realm of martial arts, but also found the mark left by the Confucian sect on the Yasheng Statue in the past, and recognized the Lord in one breath.

Not only did he secretly control the sub-holy statue of the Wang family, but he was also able to cultivate with the help of divine weapons, absorbing the essence of the thousand-year-old cultural context in one go, and his cultivation climbed like a rocket, and he ran to the manifest realm in one breath.

Now that the enemies saw each other, their eyes were extremely red, he didn't even care about the entrustment of the elder Taishang, and directly sacrificed the accumulation of the Yasheng Temple, trying to kill Chu Qianqiu.

The result is failure.

If Xu Shi'an had the strength of the Fusion Celestial, then he could use this sub-holy statue to exert stronger lethality, but he only had the cultivation of the manifestation realm, and he could send out the killing moves of the Fusion Celestial, which was already a lot of effort.

Not to mention that Chu Qianqiu is a Heling Heavenly Man, when he is at the peak of the martial arts, he can also resist this kind of attack.

"Xu Shizi, long time no see."

"The last time we met, it was when we went to Beijing."

Chu Qianqiu's voice echoed in Xu Shi'an's room, making him grit his teeth and scold:

"Chu Qianqiu, you dog thief!"

"Are you here to kill me?"

"Come on!"

"Everyone in the world is afraid of you, but I am not afraid of you!"

"I'm not afraid of you!"

Chu Qianqiu didn't get angry when he saw his crazy appearance, but was a little funny:

"To be honest, you really don't deserve it."

"Chu Mou killed all heroes, and at worst he had to be a hero, and he didn't want to kill you."

"I'm killing you, it's too self-defeating."

"You!"

Xu Shi'an was ready to die, but when he heard that Chu Qianqiu didn't look down on him, his lungs were about to explode.

There is no greater humiliation than contempt.

The luck on his head was already vaguely unstable.

And it worked.

As the saying goes, anger burns merit, and if you want to pluck the luck of others, it is best to lose your mind at the moment.

"You dog thief!"

"Xu Shizi, have you suffered so many losses and have not grown at all?"

"Is it still so reckless?"

"You are a martial artist, could it be that you sent it with phone bills?"

Chu Qianqiu continued to stimulate Xu Shi'an, who wanted him to fully awaken.

Now he doesn't even have the value of killing.

Try to stimulate him twice as much as possible to see if you can make him grow faster.

"Dog thief! If you don't kill me, I'll kill you." ”

Xu Shi'an's teeth were about to bleed.

His legs were shaking.

Facing Chu Qianqiu's breath, his instinctive reaction was to run away.

But he couldn't allow himself to show any trace of cowardice in front of Chu Qianqiu.

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

"The price of assassinating the Peerless King this time will be repaid by the Xu family."

"Remember, the interest will be calculated."

"I'll kill you!"

"By the way, there seems to be a problem with your luck, and my brother-in-law will help you straighten it out."

Chu Qianqiu said with a smile.

Great Freedom Qi Luck Miracle - Intercept Heavenly Luck!

Brother-in-law, your luck looks good.

But you can't grasp it, and your brother-in-law accepts it for you.