Ji Liang's long eyebrows jumped, his eyes stared at Xiao Ru, his eyes released a sense of fanaticism, and he said loudly: "Yang Yuan Master is here, I don't know what Master Xiao means?"

In the end, disputes between mortals still have to be resolved by force, and this is no exception to Confucian scholars who read poetry and books!

Heroes are judged by success or failure!!

Xiao Ru was very appreciative of Yang Nan's decisive approach, and only smiled lightly when he heard the words: "I have heard for a long time that the true self of the true sect of Confucianism advocates the true self and the simplicity of all laws, and integrates the true self and true form of the ancient saints.

"Okay!" Ji Liang's face was happy, his white hair trembled violently, and he said loudly: A gentleman's words, the horse is difficult to chase! Now I will not deceive you and other juniors, so I will make a one-on-one decision! This battle will win two games in three games, if my true sect is lucky to win two games, this sect leader will ask Xiao sect leader to give way, if we lose miserably, there will be no true sect in the Confucian sect! I will never be entangled again!"

Fang Xuannai is the great master of Confucianism, Yang Nan is the Venerable of Daomen, but Xiao Ru is already the top sage of Confucianism in the world!

In Ji Liang's eyes, such three masters are like idlers on the road, which shows how arrogant Zhenzong is?

Ji Liang is confident, Xiao Ru is also full of confidence, and the two parties have been arguing for a long time, because Yang Nan has an idea, and they reached an agreement in an instant!

Xiao Ru saw that this difficult burden finally had hope of being resolved, and he breathed a long sigh of relief in his heart, revealing a warm and happy face, and said with a smile: "A gentleman's word, the horse is difficult to chase! Everyone in the hall of Confucianism can be a witness! Grandmaster Ji, I don't know who will end up first?"

Ji Liang, who had long eyebrows, stepped forward first, stretched out his palm and said with an awe-inspiring face: "Which grandmaster is willing to teach?"

His long eyebrows fluttered in the wind, his whole body was as rich as a cloud, and a majesty overlooking the world naturally emanated, just by looking at this momentum, he knew that Ji Liang's cultivation was really extraordinary!

Yang Nan, Xiao Ru, and Fang Xuan all smiled together, and Xiao Ru said with a low smile: "Sun Tzu said: "Today, I will take the king's lower and his second, take the king's lower and his second, and take the king's middle and his lower......"

Xiao Ru's clear words fell into his ears, Yang Nan laughed dumbly, what Xiao Ru said was the horse racing method used by the sage grandson, the three masters of the Zhenzong Ji family in the Zhengqi Palace, the depth of cultivation is clear at a glance, the most powerful is the white-eyed Ji Liang who challenged first, the white-bearded Ji Chang is medium-strengthened, and the worst is the Ji Cheng who is holding an ancient inkstone and has a wooden face!

According to Xiao Ru's strategy, with his own subordinate to the other, with the middle to the bottom, the above against the middle, what is the difficulty of winning two games in three games?

Although Xiao Ru compared himself to the upper sir, Yang Nan to the middle si, and Fang Xuan to the lower si, but there was no disrespect, Xiao Ru unified Confucianism, the merits were immeasurable, and the aura had reached the realm of condensing auspicious clouds, compared to Yang Nan's junior venerable, Fang Xuan, the great master, was far inferior.

The three of them have the same mind, since Ji Liang is a challenge, of course it is Fang Xuan, the lower one, who went to fight, Xiao Ru said this allusion, although the volume of words was low, but it made all the grandmasters present hear it clearly, the white-clothed Confucian scholars all smiled, but the black-robed Confucian frowned, Ji Liang sneered: "I am not a concubine, you want to learn from your grandson to race horses, but I am afraid that you will be disappointed!"

Fang Xuan had already understood, and walked out of the crowd and smiled at Ji Liang: "Boy Fang Xuan, please also ask Old Sect Master Ji to teach me a lot!"

Ji Liang's two long eyebrows were raised, his arms made a strange movement, his fingers bloomed like flowers, like a goddess scattering flowers, and a black Confucian aura flourished, like ink on his body!

The air is like splashing ink, elegant like a cloud, and between the ink clouds, it seems that there is an invisible hand, painting and swaying freely!

"Boy, take me all the way to try calligraphy!" "Vaporizing black clouds, majestic and heavy, Ji Liang's old body was as flexible as an ape, and instantly drew a strange trajectory towards Fang Xuan, his figure suddenly went up and down, advancing and retreating, turning into a black light to surround Fang Xuan, and the black qi burst out from the palm of his hand, and there was a hidden majesty of opening mountains and splitting stones in his beautiful posture.

'Although there are big words between the lines, how does it look like martial arts?'

Yang Nan saw Ji Liang using such strange Confucianism, and looked at Xiao Ru in amazement: "Strange, Ji Liang's Confucianism is not pen, ink, paper, inkstone, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, how does it seem to be a powerful martial art?"

Xiao Ru smiled warmly: "Brother Yang, this Ji Liang is using Confucianism, true Confucianism, unique ingenuity, don't you see Ji Liang advancing and retreating, jumping like he is drawing out a strong pen between the big characters?

Yang Nan suddenly realized, between Ji Liang's advance and retreat, it seems that he is using his body as the pen and the Confucianism that he has cultivated as ink, and he writes ancient characters one by one, the essence of this kind of Confucianism is to test the enemy's knowledge, if you don't recognize the ancient characters he wrote, you will hate your palm, and there will be no day to turn over!

It's all weird and incomprehensible big characters, and if you change it to a monster who doesn't learn words, I'm afraid that you'll die within three moves and two styles!

True Confucianism, the end is ruthless and weird, and both!

Ji Liang's body is strong and majestic, the ink clouds are swinging between his fists, and the vertical and horizontal seem to be the Yangtze River, rolling down, making people feel that they are powerless in a day, Fang Xuan was born in Confucianism, where would he not understand Ji Liang's powerful technique of using the body as the pen, he concentrated his energy, carefully observed the big characters outlined by Ji Liang's jumping and flying, and judged what kind of font this is, the golden Confucianism burst out from him, and between the collision of black Confucianism and golden Confucianism, there was a sound like ice and snow melting.

Competing with Confucianism, Fang Xuan is far inferior to Ji Liang, who has been famous for decades, but compared to Tianzi, Fang Xuan is superior, after he dodged a few tricks in embarrassment, he suddenly laughed with a happy face: "What is the truth of the Xuanhe stele?

The so-called Xuanhe stele, this is the name of a big river in Huangzhou, the Xuanhe River is flooded, thousands of miles of Zeguo, the ancient monks move the great gods to fix the river, clear the siltation, it took more than ten years to govern this violent Xuanhe River to be obedient, the emperor in recognition of the merits of the monk, specially ordered the Confucian saints at that time to wave the pen and write, engrave this feat into a monument, stand high on the bank of the Xuanhe River, for future generations to admire.

This road Xuanhe stele is majestic, magnificent, intended to give birth to all things, the end is the majesty of God, unstoppable, Fang Xuanchu entered the Confucian Gate, I don't know how many well-known calligraphy stickers have been copied, although the Xuanhe stele is written in immortal script, but can not get out of the text frame, how can he not recognize?

Fang Xuan figured out the way written by Ji Liang, but it is not easy to deal with the past, the so-called immortal text, is the fairy world text, the saint has cultivated to the top of the saint, comprehend the heaven and earth, conform to the hearts of the people, and will write down the ancient law sticker for a while, this Xuanhe tablet is mysterious and mysterious, and the artistic conception is complicated, even if Fang Xuan is full of poetry and books, it is difficult to understand and penetrate.

Ji Liang saw that Fang Xuan recognized the inscription he had written, but he sneered disdainfully: "The kid is ignorant, even if you recognize this Xuanhe inscription, I don't think you can be this immortal god!"

He raised his eyebrows, the black qi was blazing, and countless qi burst out, drawing a strange trajectory towards Fang Xuan's body, this style was used, the inky clouds were blazing, and there was a tendency to overwhelm the golden clouds!

Like a mountain approaching! Like a sea avalanche, the momentum is majestic and unbearable, which makes people tremble!

The two competed in Confucianism, Fang Xuan had been persevering, and at this moment, Ji Liang had already moved his murderous aura, and this black qi was already murderous and awe-inspiring between the dispersion and aggregation!

Fang Xuan saw the power of this black air covering the sky and covering the four fields, and knew that he couldn't make a trick, and it would be difficult to escape, he smiled indifferently, turned his palm and took out the holy handscroll from his arms, calmed down, and said loudly: "Sage Yun: Heaven and earth wind and thunder can be said to be enough, it is because of the fear of the sky with sincerity, fear of the people with sincerity, fear of the adults of the party, therefore, the sky is fearful, the people are fearful, and the gentleman is fearful, and when he is brave, he is brave and ...... is wise."

With the sound of his reading aloud, a faint golden light emanated from the handscroll, like a sunshine that could not be forced, awe-inspiring and inviolable!

The intense black qi turned into countless shapes, enclosing Fang Xuan in the middle together, as long as any trace of Confucian qi invaded the flesh, Fang Xuan would instantly turn into nothingness, but as soon as this holy aphorism came out, a round golden cover bloomed around him, firmly enclosing him in it, no matter how the black qi tore and roared, it was difficult to take a step further.

"All Saints Handscroll!" Ji Liang's eyes stared, looking at the inconspicuous fishskin scroll in Fang Xuan's hand, his eyes burst out with fanatical desire, the Saints Handscroll can only play a protective role on Fang Xuan's body, but if it is placed in Ji Liang's hand, he can instantly turn into a saint, punish demons and evils, show righteousness, subdue demons and eliminate demons, invincible!

How could Ji Liang not be hot-eyed? He laughed and said, "Boy, do you think you can advance and retreat freely when you use the Hand Scroll of the Saints? I will teach you this way of 'learning the sea is endless, learning is endless'!"

His physical technique changed suddenly, from the majestic brushwork to the subtle and graceful, the black qi emitted by this physical technique was close to Fang Xuan's talisman light shield, from top to bottom, everywhere to probe the flaws of the Holy Hand Scroll!

Fang Xuan tried his best to dodge, but the black qi blooming from Ji Liang's fingertips was everywhere, probing the holy hand scroll inch by inch from head to toe, the black qi was like a snake like a dragon, and the golden Confucian qi continued to make a sizzling sound, and the black and gold qi temporarily fought evenly!

Yang Nan has used the All Saints Handscroll, where would he not know that there is no perfect magic weapon in this world, although the Confucianism attached to the Saints Handscroll is strong, it is really flawed, and Confucianism is not endless, although Fang Xuan has achieved the great master of Confucianism, but if he wants to compete with Ji Liang for Confucianism, it must be Fang Xuan who loses!

Xiao Ru's eyes were sharp, and he saw something strange at a glance, he frowned and said: "It's bad, Ah Xuan's state of mind cultivation is far inferior to Ji Liang, although there are all saints rolling in his hands, but he is far from Ji Liang's enemy, as long as the golden light of the talisman is exposed, it will be a big disaster in an instant!"

Yang Nan said awe-inspiringly: "Rather than this, it is better to let Ah Xuan admit defeat, he is definitely not Ji Liang's opponent......"

Xiao Ru nodded, and just as he was about to speak, Fang Xuan suddenly laughed and said, "Ji Liang, although your Yin Yin Paste is difficult to understand, but what can I do?

Fang Xuan's ten fingers flicked, like an axe chisel, opening a mountain and splitting stones to break all the graceful and lingering brushwork, this heart sect iron book is like a silver hook and iron stroke, the momentum is awe-inspiring, the golden Confucianism in Fang Xuan's hands is like an indestructible sword, slashing the black qi that winds and swims to ashes!

"I think, I am, I will, I save, I am sincere, I break all the methods in the world, invincible!" Fang Xuanlang's voice burst out with fanatical color, and he actually collected the golden light of his body, turned into a golden soldier, and rushed towards Ji Liang!

"It's not !! good"