In his heart, he had already decided to turn his face with Heavenly Court, and Zhang Yixian didn't have many scruples at the moment, even if he was facing one of the strongest forces in this world, Zhang Yixian still didn't have much fear in his heart.

For a person who grew up under the banner of the new era, those fairies and ghosts only exist in legends, even if he really sees it with his own eyes now, he is still not afraid.

Now, he can be said to be alone in this world, if there is really anything worth his concern here, I am afraid that there is only the City God Temple in Yingtianfu and the people there.

A sharp sword qi shot out, and the figure galloped away, and in a moment, it had already appeared in the year before Confucius.

"Looking for death!" "Confucian Sheng seems to be really angry at this moment, since entering the Heavenly Court, every time he has something to do in the mortal world before, the treatment he receives is really at the level of immortals, even the nether gods who have a background in the heavenly court will also please themselves.

Now that he has encountered such a guy who does not eat soft and hard, and the name of Heavenly Court still can't make him afraid, he still dares to draw his sword to fight back.

Confucian was also angry in his heart, although his cultivation was much stronger than that of the Chenghuang in front of him, whose breath was only in the Mahayana realm, but the family knew their own affairs.

Confucian was originally a person from the lower realm, and he was also a person who contributed to the country's mountains and rivers during his lifetime, otherwise his soul would not have been led to the heavenly court by his Confucian ancestors after death.

Originally, his personality was not like this, but after staying in Heaven for many years, slowly, the surrounding situation had to make him make some changes, and after the change, he got what he deserved.

I also had this trip to earth, I thought it would be a very simple thing, but I didn't expect to meet a stunned young man who didn't eat soft and hard.

Feeling a faint pain in his eyebrows, Confucian Sheng no longer hesitated, a bright yellow aura in his hand poured into the long sword in his hand, and the next moment it was slashing at Zhang Yixian's sword.

After all, there was a gap in cultivation, and when Zhang Yixian's attack entered the body of Confucius, he had already reacted, not only did he prepare a defensive posture, but even the movements under his feet and hands were ready.

In such a short period of time, he was able to react so quickly, I have to say that this Confucian is indeed very good.

"Ahh

A violent sound of metal colliding !! came from the center and spread in all directions.

"Poof!" With a soft sound, Zhang Yixian stepped back half a zhang, and then wiped the remaining blood from the corner of his mouth with his right hand, his eyes still staring at the figure of Confucian Sheng.

On the other hand, after the collision, Zhang Yixian spit out a mouthful of blood, and his figure was still standing in place, only the brows of the whole person changed, frowning together, and the rest did not seem to be affected by Zhang Yixian.

However, in a place that outsiders could not see, the reason why Confucian stood motionless was to condense his whole body to resist the weak mana that had just penetrated into his body from the hilt of the sword.

After this mana entered his body, it was not destroyed by the pure mana in his body as he expected, but was gradually devouring the mana that belonged to him.

At first, it was only a little bit, inconspicuous, but gradually, as this wisp of mana devoured more, the momentum formed became greater, like a snowball, bigger and bigger, as if a spark had been ignited.

Until the end, he had to mobilize the mana in his body to resist this devouring force.

Zhang Yixian didn't understand why this Confucian didn't take advantage of the momentum to chase after him in the gap where he was injured, but he was not comfortable at the moment, after all, he had a real battle with the monk of the Tribulation Realm.

When he just wanted to use his mana to attack again, the aura in his body had already been beaten before, and even at this moment, he had not recovered much, and those mana scuring around not only did not heal his injuries, but made his injuries worse.

In this way, for a while, both of them stared at each other with evil intentions, trying to find a weakness, and then kill them with one blow.

Slowly, Zhang Yixian also discovered the situation, the Confucian on the opposite side seemed to be unable to move, but he also had extra mana to launch a threatening enough attack.

The two of them watched like this, and after a long time, Confucian seemed to have noticed that something was wrong, and looked at Zhang Yixian's whole body vigorously, and then did not forget to provoke with his eyes.

Finally, Zhang Yixian's arm moved. The aura in his body slowly calmed down after some conditioning, and the Confucian who had been staring at him on the other side didn't seem to be getting better.

"The opportunity is here!" Zhang Yixian muttered in his mouth, and a deep mana was also injected into the long sword, and then while Confucianism was unprepared, his figure poked out violently and went straight to the opposite side.

The next moment, Zhang Yixian saw that the Confucian on the opposite side suddenly showed an anxious look on his face, but then his body did not react at all, and he could only stare at Zhang Yixian's figure getting closer and closer.

Seeing that the long sword in Zhang Yixian's hand seemed to be able to split Confucian in half in the next moment, the remaining two people who had been standing behind Confucian for a long time also began to move.

However, just before the figures of the two people came, Confucian Sheng had already stalemated his hands, first the long sword standing in his hand flew up violently, and then the posture that Confucian had maintained for a long time suddenly burst out, and a more powerful attack brewed out, just before Zhang Yixian's attack came.

"Oops, this Confucian was pretending to be before!" suddenly woke up in his heart, but it was too late, the sword qi emitted by the long sword in Confucius's hand had already touched Zhang Yixian's arm, stabbed forward violently, and then with a stroke, a deep wound flowed out of it.

In an instant, the other two people who originally wanted to rush to support saw such a scene and involuntarily stopped, and then looked at the mighty figure in front of them with a smile on their faces.

"This is the majesty of the envoy of the Heavenly Court!" the two of them couldn't help but think in their hearts.

His arm was slashed by a sharp blade, and Zhang Yixian's face was also a little pale, not because of excessive bleeding, but because he was completely frightened.

He didn't expect that the person in front of him who used immortal weapons to attack would actually make such a move.

Just when Zhang Yixian was taking advantage of the gap to repair, Confucian did not give him a chance, the mana urged the immortal weapon, and the long sword seemed to be alive, first dancing a few times in mid-air, and then approaching Zhang Yixian's face.