Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Confucian People Are Precious

"Kill that Confucian ......"

Ning Buqi's eyes looked indifferently at the Confucian students among the people, along the way, he had seen too much about him being an evil demon and about the Demon Slaying Alliance.

The momentum of the Shandong family is indeed extraordinary, no matter how later generations evaluate this family, but they are indeed the controllers of public opinion in this era.

Now, although it was a bit unexpected for this Confucian student to start making trouble here, it didn't make Ning Buqi feel unprepared.

In fact, Ning Buqi did not hide his whereabouts at all along the way.

It's just killing, not to mention the 50 million faith points, just the faith points he needs to absorb the mysteries of other skills will make him not dodge any battles.

"Good ......"

Behind, Gui Xinshu nodded violently when he heard the sound, and then the whole person pounced towards the crowd.

The Divine Fist is invincible, even if it can't beat Ning Buqi, but it is still a strong existence in this world.

The figure was in the air, like an eagle falcon, and in the blink of an eye, Gui Xin Shu had reached the top of the Confucian Sheng's head, and his furious fist slammed downward.

"Eliminate demons and defend the way, seek ...... in the afterlife"

A low roar sounded from below, and the Confucian looked up at Gui Xinshu, a strange smile flashed across his face, and then, without the slightest dodge, he just watched Gui Xinshu's fist fall.

The furious fist exploded like a small grenade, and the Confucian and the people close to him flew out one after another, blood splashed in mid-air mixed with internal organ fragments, and at least a dozen people died at once.

However, as soon as Gui Xinshu's strong punch was finished, and before the figure landed, the surrounding people began to sweep madly towards the place where Gui Xinshu fell like a tide.

At the same time, more people rushed towards Ning Buqi and Xin Erniang.

"What the hell is this Confucian ......?"

Ning Buqi frowned and snorted, as early as when he found out that the Confucian was bad, he had already unleashed the power of ten thousand laws of nature.

However, Wan Fa naturally mobilized the dragon qi and the great power of heaven and earth, but he could not perceive the mystery of Confucianism's use of power, let alone try to solve this power.

"Go ......"

Coldly glancing at the people who rushed frantically, Ning Buqi shouted at Xin Erniang, and then began to retreat quickly, and in the distance, Gui Xin Shu had already rushed out of the crowd at this moment.

This divine fist is invincible at this time, where is there still a little invincible, most of his clothes have been broken, his face, hands, and body under the broken clothes are densely covered with blood marks, and there are even a few tooth marks.

With the power of Gui Xinshu, if he really kills on a large scale, even if he kills all these people, he is afraid that he will not be embarrassed to this point, but as long as he is a normal person, he will probably choose to avoid it as soon as possible, instead of slaughtering.

Ning Buqi took the lead, Xin Erniang pulled her stupid son to follow, and Gui Xin Shu fell last, and the four of them rushed out of the small city frantically, and only stopped when they went deep into the mountains outside the city.

"I heard the master say a long time ago, Confucianism has a kind of occult called a hundred responses, which can instantly encourage all ordinary people within sight to do something with it, this kind of occultism is the secret method of Confucianism, there are definitely not many people in today's world, that Confucian student, nine times out of ten is the Confucian family lineage......"

In the mountains and forests, Gui Xinshu looked at Ning Buqi with a solemn face.

In the past two days, Ning Buqi was in a hurry, but he was trying to treat his son, although because of the time, he had not seen much effect, but his stupid son was afraid of cold and other minor problems had been much better, which made Gui Xinshu see the hope of his son's recovery, but his loyalty to Ning Buqi was greatly improved.

At this moment, he is doing his best to help Ning Buqi.

"That guy gave me the feeling that he was deliberately trying to die......"

Gui Xinshu spoke again, saying how he felt when he made a move on the Confucian Sheng.

"Although I don't know what the Shandong family wants to do, are we hiding our tracks a little......

Next to her, Xin Erniang slowly spoke with cold sweat on her forehead, the two of them were not afraid of things, and they could even be said to be ruthless in their early years, but the scene in the small city just now still scared Xin Erniang.

One hundred responses, then where is one hundred responses, that is simply turning large groups of people into controllable puppets.

This time it was the Confucian who was exposed, and if the Confucian was hiding in the crowd next time, who would be able to kill all the people who were manipulated.

"No, let's keep going like this......"

Ning Buqi shook his head slowly, and responded with a hundred calls, this kind of occult art is indeed weird, but he believes that there are definitely not many people in Shandong who are proficient in this technique.

Since this family wants to play, then he will play with him, reputation is just that, he doesn't need it, on the contrary, during this time, with the emergence of the Demon Slayer Alliance, his faith value is increasing at a crazy rate.

Then, he wants to see if he can't stand the accusations of Qianfu first, or the Shandong family is afraid of being killed by him first.

Ning Buqi turned around and strode in the direction of Songshan again, Gui Xin Shu and Xin Erniang glanced at each other and then nodded fiercely to each other, their previous worries were for Ning Buqi, and now, Ning Buqi is not afraid, they are naturally even more afraid, Shandong Confucius family, the name is very big, but, once a martial artist like them is ruthless, they are not afraid to provoke.

At this time, Ning Buqi and the others didn't know that not long after they left, those people who were encouraged by Confucianism suddenly fell down one after another.

"It's a demon...... It's a demon...... They were all killed by demons............"

"I can't stay in this city............"

............

In the small city, the people who had not been instigated by Confucianism before, or even went to the high platform, looked at the densely dead people with shocked faces and shouted in horror, even if they had not believed in any evil spirits before, they were already convinced at this time.

The people, the people of this era, are still in ignorance, but they are very easy to deceive.

A day later, Shaomuro Yamashita Ning Buqi and Gui Xinshu and others looked at the dense banners and the gathered martial arts people of all major factions with strange faces, these guys were actually waiting for them at the moment under the leadership of Shaolin Abbot Hao Cong.

"They're just going to die...... Or are they all deaf and dumb and selectively can't see your powerful ......"

Behind Ning Buqi, Gui Xinshu looked at these martial arts people, and his expression was already full of dense doubts.

At this time, far away on Maoshan Mountain in Zhenjiang Mansion, a little Taoist boy hurriedly ran into the Jiuxiao Wanfu Palace.

"Master, Master, many people at the foot of the mountain are sitting in protest, saying that our Maoshan faction is colluding with the evil demons and wants cholera sentient beings to ............"

With a crying tone, the little Taoist priest ran to Yuan Xuzi and Zhang Xianyong, who were sitting cross-legged and talking about the Tao, and said, Obviously, this little Taoist priest is so old It is probably the first time to see Maoshan being disgusted by the people, and his heart is extremely aggrieved.

"Don't cry, don't cry, those people are just being deceived............ Kong Lao Pifu is a good method, this is to use all the people in the world as a bargaining chip to force us to stand up and fight Ning Buqi to the death.

The people are precious, hehe, a good people are precious, Confucianism, admiration, really admiration......

Lao Dao still doesn't believe it, even if he seals the front mountain of Maoshan Mountain, even if he doesn't want that little incense, what can he Kong family take away from Maoshan, let me tell you, you Longhu Mountain must resist the pressure, and you are not allowed to make a move because of the methods of the old man Kong......"

Yuan Xuzi comforted the little Taoist priest in a low voice, and then looked at Zhang Xianyong and spoke fiercely.