After a while, the black-clothed Confucian said: "This is not the failure of Confucianism, but the failure of a few of us, this book of education is a magic weapon used to cultivate talents for Confucianism, among the eight holy weapons, this book is the least good at fighting, we use this book to bring down this thief, it was a huge mistake from the beginning." ”

Some of the blessed Confucians sighed: "Actually, you should believe Ji Jue and Wen Ruo, one of them inherited the Haoran Sword, and the other inherited the killing pen, which is the strongest ability of our Confucian sect to kill the enemy." It was also out of this consideration that they were arranged to enter the Zhenzhen Mansion in the first place. If they are with us, and we cooperate from the side, it will be a head-to-head duel, and it will be easy to kill this thief. ”

"Not to mention the Haoran Sword and the Killing Pen, just to say that there are two more Great Confucians, which is also a great help. ”

"Hmph, are you accusing me, no matter what you say, anyway, I and I still reserve our previous opinions, and the two of them can't believe it. ”

"You ......"

"Are you not convinced, then explain that they followed the thief in the Zhenguo Real Mansion for a night, and they could have done it that night, they didn't do it, Ji Jue even reminded the thief of the suspicion of what's going on?"

"Okay, don't say it! Ji Jue has a friendship with this thief, and his teacher Kang Chenggong even spoke for this thief in Confucianism back then, otherwise this thief would not be alive now; Wen Ruo has been an official for a long time, and he has to take care of the family, and it is also true that he is unwilling to make a big effort to kill this little thief to provoke the anger of the King of Wei and invite disaster for the family, and it is also haode to be careful. ”

"Don't talk about this, let's settle down first, if your heart is already messed up, how can you kill the enemy?" Seeing that two of them had bad faces, the black-clothed Confucian immediately said.

Some of the blessed Confucians didn't have a smile on their faces at the moment, and asked seriously: "Kill the enemy, what other good way do you have?"

"It's that the Zijin Bagua Furnace can refine all kinds of liliang, but there is also a limit to refining, not to mention that after the Divine Furnace is fused with the thief's body, it is still limited by the thief's body and suppressed. The black-clothed man said with a cold face.

"Brother Yuan Chang means that if he wants to refine, we will refine it for him, right?" asked the middle-aged man in white with a frown.

The somewhat blessed Confucianism laughed and said, "Haha, good idea." Not only let him continue refining. I have to work harder and give him more righteousness. Anyway, we have so many great Confucians, and if it is not enough, we can still make students ascend, and Haoran is not worried about not enough. Together, we poured Haoran righteousness into the book and supported him to death. ”

"It's so vicious!"

When Ma Fan heard that the people outside were planning to use Haoran Righteous Qi to support himself, he suddenly changed color, although he could refine Haoran True Qi. But there is indeed a limit, now there is a backlog of Haoran righteous qi in the body that cannot be refined, if the speed of Haoran righteous qi pouring into his body is accelerating, then he is really bad.

"However, I wanted to study your Confucian attack methods before, and I didn't fight back. Since you have made such a plan, will I still let you do it?" Ma Fan smiled again in his thoughts.

When his eyes fell on the red lotus flying in the sky, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he thought to himself: "Books, I'm always afraid of fire." I was reluctant to destroy this treasure, but if you dare to do that, then don't blame me for burning the book with real fire!"

At this time, suddenly there was a surge in the surroundings. This book is originally a sea of righteousness. With this liliang traction, the mighty righteousness suddenly poured down towards Ma Fan. It's like a Tianhe break.

"Okay, burn it for me!" Ma Fan roared, and the real fire in his body suddenly flew out.

A huge flame flew out of Ma Fan's hand and turned into a fire dragon, the fire dragon roared, and the blazing temperature gave a feeling that the sky was going to be burned and the earth was about to steam.

"Boom!"

The flame collided with the milky white pillar of light, and there was a huge explosion, the white pillar of light disappeared immediately, and the fire dragon transformed by the real fire also exploded, and the exploded true fire swept the entire space, and the stars turned into those words collapsed inch by inch, the earth collapsed, and the entire shijie was like Shouyuan at once, constantly exploding and collapsing.

"He must not allow the book of indoctrination from the seventy-two sages to be destroyed by him. The great Confucians outside roared one by one, their faces flushed, and they used all their strength to feed and tried to instill in the Analects.

The huge liliang poured into the "Analects", Ma Fan only felt that the words and stars around him, although they had not yet collapsed, were already dimmed, but this was a bit futile, the fire that burned all over the sky did not be extinguished, but burned more vigorously, that is, those brilliant words were also slowly burned.

"Woo woo, I don't want the holy relics handed down by the ancestors to be destroyed in our hands. The blessed Confucian suddenly hugged his head and cried.

The other people also looked at the burning "Analects" in front of them in a daze, as if they were a little dumbfounded, at this moment they felt that they had tried their best in vain, and they all gave up on themselves and gave up their hearts to resist.

When the appearance of the sage was first revealed just now, it was Ma Fan who felt irresistible, and he couldn't resist, so it was the turn of these great Confucians, it was really thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi.

Ma Fan slowly stepped out of the book, glanced at the few lost Confucians, raised his hand slightly, and a talisman flashed from his fingertips, but at this time, Ma Fan was a little hesitant and glanced at the sky.

"Three Holy Emperors, I can't let go of these few people who want to harm me, I'm offended!" Ma Fan's eyes flashed with a hint of essence, and the talisman in his hand flew out, and several great Confucian scholars who had exhausted their righteous qi did not resist, so they let the fire burn on their bodies.

Ma Fan quietly watched several Confucians burn to ashes, and as soon as his thoughts moved, a gust of wind suddenly blew and burned these Confucians clean.

After Ma Fan finished all this, he suddenly felt two strong breaths, locked this space, and then saw two old men slowly walking in.

"Cui Yan and Xun Yu" are not wearing a pair of coarse cloth house slaves today, but exquisite Confucian clothes, these two people do not have a strong momentum, but they give Ma Fan the feeling that it is extremely dangerous.

After the two walked in front of Ma Fan, they all stood with their hands in their hands, their big sleeves fluttering, and they didn't see how to behave, and the air around them was extremely stagnant in an instant. Ma Fan felt as if several mountains were pressing on his shoulders. There is a need to breathe, the urge to breathe.

How is this possible, it is impossible for them to reach such a realm, why do they put so much pressure on me? Ma Fan's heart trembled. (To be continued.) )