The first moon Zhenjun took out the sword again, and the natal flying sword was like entering a no-man's land, even if Dunhuang did not hesitate to use the magic weapon, he still couldn't stop his flying sword, and a cloud of magic weapon was shattered by the flying sword in mid-air.

A sword can break ten thousand laws, and once the killing power reaches a certain level, the magic weapons in the world are all local chickens and dogs.

"It's ridiculous that a monk who has relied on the double cultivation Dafa to reach the upper three realms also wants to stop the sword of this Dao!"

The natal flying sword galloped away, and at this time, Bai Chuan couldn't move at all, and this sword would inevitably penetrate his heart!

But between the flying sword marching, suddenly a fist fell from the sky, and a fist smashed the first moon's natal flying sword, the sword full of natal flying sword was smashed crooked by a punch, and the sword qi exploded but was rolled up by the incomparable fist, just like the ten thousand white rainbow sword qi that Chu Yue dealt with Bai Chuan, and it was instantly swallowed.

"Just a Little Sword Immortal of the Nine Realms, do you really think that no one in the world can stop you from taking out a sword?"

The person who punched was not Guan Wu, who else!

The martial god of the Heavenly Court, the great master of the martial arts of the Nine Realms in the world, the Supreme Realm, the invincible in the world, and the Great Sword Immortal of the Nine Realms, no problem!

"Little master, Lao Guan is late!"

Bai Chuan got up with difficulty with the support of Dunhuang, and Guan Wu rushed here to stop the Chuyue Zhenjun, which was not difficult at all.

"Guan Lao, what's going on with the old man?"

Guan Wu smiled kindly, "Little master, everything is done well, there is no need to worry about the master's side, you all retreat, go to Ah Er's side to help him!"

Bai Chuan knew the priority of the matter, and immediately asked Dunhuang to inform Ouyang Feiyao and Shi Yan to evacuate from this side as soon as possible, Guan Wu said so, Guan Yun's side must be in a predicament, otherwise Guan Wu would not have such a request.

The four of them hurried away, the first moon true monarch didn't plan to intercept it at all, facing a Nine Realms martial arts grand master, this battle had to be fought by him.

Guan Wu clasped his hands together and said with a smile: "Chuyue Zhenjun, you might as well be a little later in making your sword!"

"Why?"

Guan Wu squeezed his hands, and his momentum skyrocketed.

"Because it's just your first month, it's not enough to fight!"

This is the confidence of the invincible Nine Realms Grand Master in the world, and this is also the reason why Jin Zhen or Taiji, who has been fighting for so many years, just can't take the Yulong Pass.

One Li Changyao, one Guan Wu, and the Great Grandmaster of the Nine Realms, it was difficult to cross the past moat no matter what.

By the time Bai Chuan and the others found Guan Yun, a group of pure martial artists in the Yunchuan camp had already been besieged in a valley by Taiji monks, and the corpses of several Yunchuan camp martial artists were laid down, and the siege and killing battle in this place was extremely fierce.

Guan Yun also had a few blood stains on his body, and it seemed that he was also injured under the bombardment of the Taiji monks.

When the Yunchuan battalion was dispersed, Guan Yun led the Yunchuan battalion to naturally not be able to compare with the qi practitioners, and was soon caught up by the Taiji monks, although most of the men and horses went to chase the large army and besiege Bai Chuan, but the monks who besieged Guan Yun and others here still had a great advantage in numbers.

In the martial arts did not enter the five realms of the heavens, it was quite a loss against the qi practitioners, just sacrifice the magic weapon and smash it, as long as these mud-legged martial artists handed out the killing punch at close range, it can only be that I hit you, you can't beat me, this kind of grievance, qi can be angry to death.

Fortunately, Bai Chuan and a few people came in time, and if they were a little late, there would really be not much left of the Yunchuan Battalion.

Shi Yan once again rushed to the forefront, Bai Chuan was not lightly repaired by the First Moon True Monarch, and she really didn't have a moment to breathe, and now her hands are still not numb, so naturally she has to take on more responsibilities for tackling tough problems.

"Ah Er, I'm here to help you!"

A Brahma spear, among the monks who were quite more in the realm of a dry and less than the Yuan Infant Realm, finally burst out with its due power, and a ball of flame exploded, and the raging fire really had the tendency of Brahma.

The Brahma spear is the ancient inheritance of the real dragon, it is said that it was made of the dragon backbone of the last real dragon in the world, and the material itself is a rare thing in the world.

The gun came out, the dragon groaned, and a real dragon phantom could be seen faintly appearing in the world again, raging the body of six claws and thousands of feet, piercing the clouds into the sea, and the samadhi true fire is the highest rank flame in Shinto, which can incinerate everything in heaven and earth.

The magic weapons of those Tai Chi monks, under the attack of the Brahma spear, collapsed and collapsed!

At the same time, Shi Yan also cultivated the sword and cultivated the flying sword, Hongyan, fell in love with the two flying swords that had been refined into the natal sword, and when the Brahma spear opened the situation, he took advantage of the situation to come out, as long as there was a Taiji monk who had no time to sacrifice a talisman magic weapon to protect the surrounding place, then he was no longer polite, the sword flashed, and he immediately explained.

"Senior sister, it's a good time! you guys retreat first!" Guan Yun was also entangled and depressed by this Tai Chi monk, this group of people was trapped in this valley, and the fight was extremely aggrieved, only people smashed their own share with magic weapons, and their fists couldn't reach people anyway, what could be more depressing than fighting with others.

As Shi Yan fought all the way, he quickly tore open a gap, Guan Yun left a broken back, and let the remaining Yunchuan camp martial artists evacuate first, Han Xiaoyue, who has always been known for his flexibility, has already been smashed by many magic weapons to the point that he can't move at all, if Guan Yun hadn't been desperately protected, he would have died a long time ago.

Ouyang Feiyao and Dunhuang are not idle, they both sacrifice magic weapons together and Tai Chi monks to fight, the rank of the magic weapons shot by Jubao Zhai is generally higher than the rank in the hands of these Tai Chi monks, with the number of magic weapons, who is the Ouyang family!

There was no monk from the Three Realms here, and he was soon killed by Shi Yan with a gun, and one was seven in and seven out, and no one could stop him!

Bai Chuan saw that the predicament had been broken, and it would be a big trouble to be supported by the Taiji Dynasty if he continued to fight here, so he tore his throat and shouted: "Ah Er, let's go quickly, let's fight again in another place." ”

Just when Guan Yun was out of the predicament, a voice sounded coldly, "Bai Chuan, don't take care of yourself!"

A majestic aura burst from behind him.

It was the Confucian people who made the shot.

Bai Chuan hurriedly dodged, turned his head and looked, but it was the great writer Zhu Gongming who made a move.

"I've been looking for you for a long time, I'm here, don't even think about running away!"

As for why Zhu Gongming did not stand on the side of Confucianism but helped the Taiji Dynasty to make a move, Bai Chuan was too lazy to delve into it, and the layout of Confucianism in the world had already been beaten to the ground, and there was still one Zhu Gongming missing?

However, before Zhu Gongming could continue to attack Bai Chuan, his face changed, and his body retreated sharply, and a column of qi suddenly exploded in the place where he was originally located.

A coquettish drink came from the sky, "Zhu Gongming, as a Confucian scholar, is willing to take action for the Taiji Dynasty, Confucianism has people like you, and now it will fall into such an unbearable situation!"

A beautiful shadow appeared, Bai Chuan's eyes widened and stared straight ahead, this feeling was both strange and familiar, but there was an indescribable warmth rippling in his heart.

Who is coming, ready to come out.

Zhu Gongming bowed deeply, "Meet Mr. Yu!"

One of the ten sages of Confucianism, the female sage Yu Zhaoqing, traveled thousands of miles, and finally rushed to Yulongguan from Haozheng Continent, just for his own son, Bai Chuan, who had no worries about his life.

Yu Zhaoqing, who is peerless, stood in front of Bai Chuan, and the hot eyes of Bai Chuan behind him, Yu Zhaoqing didn't know that ten years ago, he was still reluctant to show up, but today, the mother and son who have been separated for decades can finally meet.

Thinking about it for a while, the mother, who could never see her face clearly, finally appeared in front of her eyes, and two lines of tears hung on her face at some point.

A mother who had been absent for thirty years shouted softly, and the Confucian female sage, Yu Zhaoqing's back of the great shore, shook gently.

What about the Confucian sage, the mother and son are connected, how to give up this love!

"Mother-in-law!"

“...... Auntie!"

Although Shi Yan also wanted to shout out that mother-in-law like Ouyang Feiyao and Dunhuang, she finally changed her mouth and called her aunt.

"Very good, you all did a good job, it's still too late for my mother! Go first, I'll leave it to my mother to deal with it here, Xiaochuan, don't blame my mother!"

Bai Chuan was so excited that he couldn't speak, his mother was right in front of him, that was the ten saints of Confucianism, the only female saint in Confucianism for countless years, who in the world did not respect Mr. Yu!

"When the war is over, mother, I must have a good conversation with you!"

Yu Zhaoqing's face was full of solemn and holy brilliance, and he smiled gently at Bai Chuan, "Concubine Yao, Dunhuang, take good care of Xiaochuan, they are all good daughters-in-law!"

After glancing at Shi Yan who was stunned on the side, Yu Zhaoqing sighed softly, Bai Chuan, this pair of Danfeng eyes is really carved out of one of his own molds, and it should not be reasonable to have so many confidants.

Yu Zhaoqing back then, how could he not be the top figure in the world who made many young talents crazy, and how could he tolerate Yu Zhaoqing's peerless elegance with a mere list of ten colors in the world!

Bai Chuan and Guan Yun had already retreated, and Zhu Gongming would not stop him at all under the pressure of Yu Zhaoqing, and smiled bitterly, "Master, it's no wonder Gongming is in this matter!"

Yu Zhaoqing's face was cold, "It's Zhao Jing's meaning!"

Ever since Zhao Jing came forward to stop him from rushing to Yulong Pass in Haozheng Dazhou, Yu Zhaoqing knew that for the great cause of the rise of the Holy Gate, all unknowns must be strangled in the cradle, even including the biological son of Bai Yi, the eldest brother whom Zhao Jing respects the most, Bai Chuan.

The ultimate goal of the Holy Gate is to replace Confucianism as one of the three religions, to occupy the largest part of the world's luck, the so-called Confucian Ten Sages, after all, is a Lao, in Zhao Jing's heart, a hundred years of planning, a thousand years of planning, or even a 10,000-year plan, Confucianism These saints will no longer let Confucianism have any hope of Zhongxing, except for Bai Chuan, an unknown.

Even if he knew that he made such a decision, once he succeeded in his calculations afterwards, he would be resented by Bai Yi and her Yu Zhaoqing, so what, for the rise of the Holy Gate, Zhao Jing did not hesitate to calculate even his mentor Bai Ren, let alone Bai Chuan.

And the great writer of Wendao Zhu Gongming, no one could have predicted that his real roots turned out to be the Holy Gate.

Over the years, Bai Yi and Zhao Jing have laid out how many shadows in the world!!

Yu Zhaoqing smiled bitterly.

"Bai Yi, the right and left hand you rely on the most, the countryman is unparalleled, and you are going to make a move on our children, do you know?"