With the voice of the Supreme Demon Emperor, a piece of demonic energy rushed out from the edge of the Supreme Demon Emperor's palm, and in an instant, a Shura Illusion was formed in the air, and a piercing scream slashed towards the big banner.

Obviously, it was just a banner formed by Haoran righteousness, but when the halberd in the hand of the Shura Illusion slashed on it, it actually made a snorting sound, as if there was really a flag torn in front of everyone's eyes.

This banner with the four big characters written on the road of heaven is formed by a breath of righteousness in the drunkard's chest, and when this flag is torn, the drunkard can't help but shake his body slightly, and his face is a little pale.

"Go down in history!"

Although he had already suffered some minor injuries, the drunkard did not dare to stop at all. With a light snort, the Great Dao Secret Weapon in his hand was lightly clicked, and a grand history book suddenly appeared in the air, exuding an inexplicable sense of heaviness pressing towards the Supreme Demon Emperor. It was as if the Supreme Demon Emperor was about to be shattered with a single blow.

Although the sneering smile on the corner of the Supreme Demon Emperor's mouth was still not put away, a little cautious expression could be seen on his face.

History is undoubtedly the heaviest thing in the world, a history book seems to be light, but it is actually heavier than Taishan, and nothing can be heavier than history.

Although the cultivation and realm of the Supreme Demon Emperor were stronger than those of the drunkard, he did not dare to be careless in the face of this move, and his right hand slashed out wildly, and a heavenly demon suddenly rushed out from the palm of the Supreme Demon Emperor, letting out a scream like a ghost crying god, and greeted the extremely thick history book with a sky-high demon flame.

After using the trick of leaving a name in history, the drunkard did not pause for a moment, and directly used another move.

"The pen is like a knife!"

With this move like a knife, the Great Dao Secret Weapon in the drunkard's hand instantly flew out of his hand and flew towards the Supreme Demon Emperor. The tip of the Great Dao Secret Weapon flashed with a sharp edge, and space and time seemed to be unable to limit this edge.

If the heaviest thing in the world is history, then the sharpest is undoubtedly the pen edge. A bald pen can make you immortal, and it can also make you stink for thousands of years. It can make you famous, or it can make you ruined.

The drunkard made two moves, but he was already doing his best.

The drunkard's Great Dao Secret Weapon flew towards him with his hand, and the Supreme Demon Emperor couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly. The right hand slashed out, and a violent sword qi rushed out from the palm. With the momentum of ruining miè qiē, he flew forward.

"Heavenly Demon Annihilation!!"

As soon as the Supreme Demon Emperor's move to destroy the world came out, the sky above the entire Confucian Garden suddenly became dim, and everything seemed to disappear, and a momentum of extinction of all things and destruction of the world suddenly appeared in the air. It made everyone's hearts involuntarily sad. It's like watching the world they live in ruined little by little, but they can't stop it, they can only watch and wait for the end to come.

History is the heaviest, and the pen is the sharpest. But...... When the world is about to be ruined, neither history nor the pen becomes insignificant.

In the monstrous demonic flames, the history book that exuded an inexplicable sense of heaviness was disintegrated little by little, and soon dissipated between heaven and earth. The flickering edge on the tip of the pen-shaped avenue secret weapon that flew towards the Supreme Demon Emperor also seemed to have lost its power, and it disappeared little by little into the earth-destroying demonic flames.

The Secret Weapon of the Great Dao that was moving at great speed became as slow as a snail crawling. It was slashed by the Supreme Demon Emperor's palm knife.

Although it was only a palm knife, it seemed to be really an incomparably sharp magic knife, and it directly cut off the tip of the drunkard's secret weapon.

A wound that was as black as ink and deep as bones suddenly appeared on the drunkard's chest, and a mouthful of blood spurted out wildly and fell from the air.

Seeing the drunkard falling from the sky, Su Lu, the head of the eighteen Confucian scholars who had been watching the drunkard with fear, hurriedly rushed up to catch the drunkard. Then he hurriedly checked the injuries on the drunkard's body, and found that although the injuries on the drunkard's body were very serious, they were not fatal to people of the realm of the drunkard, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

The drunkard is half teacher and half friend to Sulu. When Sulu was growing up, the drunkard gave him a lot of help, so he was very worried when he saw the drunkard being knocked down from the sky by the Supreme Demon Emperor.

But when he confirmed that there was nothing wrong with the drunkard. His mind immediately shifted to the defeat of the drunkard. The drunkard, a Confucian, who replaced Mr. Wuliu in charge of the Confucian Sect, lost to the Supreme Demon Emperor, and was defeated at the hands of the Supreme Demon Emperor in this almost humiliating way, which was a ...... blow to Confucianism.

Such a scene also stunned all the saints present.

Everyone thought that the drunkard might not be the opponent of the Supreme Demon Emperor, but no one thought that the drunkard would lose so easily. When he used the Great Dao Secret Weapon to make a special move, he was defeated by the empty-handed Supreme Demon Emperor.

A top saint of Confucianism who has become a true saint, the top figure of Confucianism was defeated so lightly in the hands of the Supreme Demon Emperor, which cast a shadow on everyone's hearts.

Defeating the drunkard seemed like a trivial matter to the Supreme Demon Emperor. didn't even glance at the drunkard who fell, and directly turned his gaze to Feng Qingyao.

As the Supreme Demon Emperor's gaze fell on Feng Qingyao's body, an overwhelming demonic qi surged out from the Supreme Demon Emperor's body and pressed towards Feng Qingyao, as if he wanted to directly subdue Feng Qingyao.

Feng Qingyao sat in place with an indifferent face, as if he didn't feel the demonic aura emanating from the Supreme Demon Emperor at all.

Although neither the Supreme Demon Emperor nor Feng Qingyao spoke. But the scene gave people a feeling of imminent storm, which made everyone nervous and speechless.

Suddenly, the Supreme Demon Emperor stretched out his hand and pointed at Feng Qingyao from top to bottom with a finger and said, "Feng Qingyao, I will come to you after I finish challenging the two schools of Buddhism and Taoism, you just wait to end your myth in my hands!"

"Oh?

It is extremely impolite to point a finger at someone, which represents extreme disrespect or contempt for the other person. Not to mention that the Supreme Demon Emperor was still looking down at Feng Qingyao from above. However, Feng Qingyao couldn't see the slightest change in expression on his face, and just said lightly.

"You think you are strong and unmatched, and you have the ability to turn a little stone into gold. Unfortunately, I will show you that no matter what you do, they will never be my opponents. ”

Feng Qingyao's indifferent attitude made the Supreme Demon Emperor frown slightly, because this was a little different from the character of Feng Qingyao he had gotten, but he was still extremely arrogant and arrogant and pointed at Feng Qingyao and said.

Feng Qingyao said very blandly: "Do you really think that you are much stronger than others? In fact, what you rely on is just the inheritance and experience left by the magician back then, as well as the flesh and blood essence that has absorbed countless masters. If you don't have that, you're nothing. (To be continued......)