"Good sword technique," Han Yu Huo Ran put away his sword and said with a mocking expression: "It's a pity that there is not enough flexibility, and it is difficult to achieve the realm." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Hearing this, Bird Slippery felt a tight heart, and suddenly made a few more moves. There is a ray of gravity in his sword, which is extremely oppressive. However, there is a saying: one blow, then decline, three and exhaustion. At this moment in the battle, his momentum has long been insufficient.

The Mo family's martial arts are the most imposing, and the mountains and rocks are all won by qi. Xunzi knew that the exhaustion of the bird slippery was already doomed. Looking at Han Yu again, his body is erratic, his sword light is like electricity, elegant and noble, and Wang Yang is unbridled, but the more he fights, the more courageous he becomes.

How do you know that Han Yu secretly figured out the true meaning of the law in the opponent's sword, and every move and style was all to force out the comprehension of the power of the law. After a while, seeing that the other party had nothing new to comprehend, Han Yu burst out laughing loudly: "Bird Slippery, you take me another sword!" With that, the Gengjin sword suddenly spread out, wrapping the Bird Slippery in layers.

Although the disciples of the Mo family led by Mo Jie were far away, they were also deterred by this stretched sword intent, and their hearts swayed for a while, like mourning.

Suddenly heard a loud shout from the bird, and everyone couldn't help but be overjoyed. "You take me too!" The knife was swung out when there was no way to retreat, condensing all his strength, and the momentum was magnificent.

Gengjin's sword qi was broken in an instant, and Mo Jie and the others were about to cheer for the fowl slippery, but they saw Han Yu, who was flying back in the wrong step, hurriedly handed over twelve swords, like a lotus platform blooming, and strangled the fowl slippery.

Xunzi couldn't help but praise: "Retreat and attack, the Lotus God Wonderful Sword, I can't imagine that he really realized the true meaning of the sword essence!"

In the midst of the loud shouting, a touch of sword light rolled up, turning into a round black light to resist the sword lotus.

The piercing sound is like electric iron filings, and the black light is getting slower and slower after all, but the sword lotus is spinning like a wheel. The fowl slippery was obviously lacking in strength, although it temporarily blocked Han Yu's strength, but the pressure he was under was also extreme, and cold sweat was pouring down his forehead.

After a moment's effort, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his left ribs, and he had been hit by a sword. Fowl Slippery was shocked and angry, and the protective armor was actually broken, which he could never have imagined.

The Mo family's top-notch mechanism skills are indeed excellent, if it weren't for the existence of the law of gold in Han Yu's sword, he really wouldn't be able to break the turtle shell of the bird's slippery li.

A golden word "sword" had already appeared in Han Yu's Qi Sea Cave at some point. This is the first ancient character of the proverb that Han Yu has seen, and his memory is still fresh, and the power of Ruijin is the attribute power he has come into contact with first, and he has already comprehended it deeply, and it is also natural to comprehend the true meaning in the sword exchange.

The school palace competition was the losing side of the martial arts stage, seeing that Han Yu was unforgiving, in front of everyone's eyes, the bird slippery couldn't afford to lose this old face. One side of this martial arts platform is next to the mountain wall, but at the critical moment, it taught him to shine. With a loud shout, he jumped into the air and rushed towards the cliff.

If you really want to be more serious, this cliff may barely be considered a part of the martial arts stage, but no one has ever done this.

All the students looked at each other, but the Mo family students were all feverish.

Han Yu laughed and swept across like a shadow, and the long sword fluttered in mid-air, covering all the vital points of the bird's slippery.

The hidden weapon on the body of the bird slippery has long been used up, and while climbing, he grabbed the gravel and shot it out.

Masters fight together, and what they fight for is the opportunity of this line. When Han Yu rode the bird slippery flying stone, the long sword had already stabbed like a star-driven electric switch, and the bird slippery only felt a sharp pain in his left shoulder, and suddenly knew that the shoulder bone had been shattered.

"This madman!" "This madman!" Bird Slippery felt miserable in his heart, he was also a half-saint in the school palace, and he didn't look at the face of the monk to see the face of the Buddha, but the madness in front of him was not the slightest soft. Seeing Han Yu's long sword being handed over like maggots attached to his bones, he had to swing his sword hard and resist it.

The cliff chased, the volley swept through the air, the sword flew quickly, and the bird slipped and couldn't remember how many swords he had received, but he felt that his eyes were dizzy, and the figure in front of him was floating, and countless Han Yu were conjured......

"Hmph!" Han Yu knocked him unconscious directly, and flew down with his neck.

"This ......"

"Shhh

Exclaim, inhale, smack...... Although the outcome has long been speculated, this scene was unexpected.

Han Yu didn't realize it suddenly, and walked straight to Mo Jie, throwing the fainted bird slippery to him.

"You ......" Mo Jie's legs were already weak when he saw him coming, and he subconsciously took the fowl slippery, his steps were vain, and he fell to the ground with a bang.

A group of Mo family students were in a hurry, and it took a long time to help this old man up.

"What should I do if the sacrificial wine is old and weak, and I don't send him back!" Han Yu frowned, as if the miserable appearance of the bird slippery was thrown out by the disciples.

Everyone trembled and finally sent the two out of the martial arts arena.

"Sure enough, it's terrifying!" Xunzi was naturally in a good mood when he saw this domineering fowl slippery and deflated.

Han Yu exchanged a few words of greeting, and said goodbye to Xunzi and the elders of the school palace who came to congratulate him on the grounds of hard work and cultivation.

The day-to-day management of the Jixia School Palace is mainly based on sacrificial wine, supplemented by elders, and these people are all half-saint masters. However, Han Yu could see clearly that most of these elders were dying for a long time, and the Jixia School Palace seemed to be prosperous, but it felt that there was no successor.

In the depths of the school palace, Mozi snorted heavily. The defeat of the bird slippery put the already somewhat declining Momen into an embarrassing situation.

Huang Lao's faction is one of the inheritances of Taoism in the human race, although Zhuangzi sits in the Jixia School Palace, the door is a little cold. But the two schools of Confucianism and Mo are different, and almost half of the people in the school palace are from these two families. This is also the origin of the secret struggle between the two factions, as the so-called Wen Wu first, Wu Wu no second, no one wants to become Wen Wu Second, let Confucianism dominate.

Originally, the situation of the Mo family was good, and it was an indisputable fact that Mo Jie became a young leader outside of Confucianism. But the defeat of this young man and the old man one after another has made the previous efforts go to waste.

Confucianism, on the other hand, is in the limelight this time.

"Meng Ke, what do you think of this Han Yu?" Confucius asked lightly after withdrawing from his meditation and forgetting his powers.

Mencius said for a long time: "Although there is a great righteousness, but it is not like a person in my Tao!"

Confucius nodded and sighed: "This person seems to be covered with a fog, and even you and I can't see through it when we join forces to perform the power of sitting and forgetting, it's really incredible!"

"Fortunately, he is a human race...... "If it is not my race, its heart will be different, but Mencius does not have too many worries. Sitting and forgetting the supernatural powers, pointing directly at the soul, no matter how high your means are, you can't change the essence of the soul.

Confucius's eyes were profound: "Perhaps, this person is proficient in martial arts, and he should be my Confucian protector!"

Mencius nodded yes.

Han Yu was groping for the copying of the ancient characters of the proverbs under the pretense of healing and cultivating, and suddenly felt that the spiritual platform was clear, and many places that he couldn't figure out suddenly opened up.

"This is ......" The power of faith has not yet been used, and there is only one power that can make people's spirits clear, "The power of luck?!"

The factions are secretly fighting, and it is this luck that they are fighting for. Confucianism is like the sky, luck is naturally extraordinary, Confucius and Mencius as the head of Confucianism, and a promise of gold, as soon as the words came out, they established the identity of Han Yu's Confucian protector, this sudden force is the feedback of Confucianism luck to the protector.

Han Yu would never have imagined that as early as the first time he shined on the martial arts stage, he aroused the suspicion of Confucius and Mencius, but at that time, his heroic righteousness could not be faked, so Xunzi personally intervened. After that, Confucius and Mencius teamed up to perform the power of sitting and forgetting, but it was also foggy, and the only thing that could be determined was that the other party was really an authentic human race.

Although Han Yu was reborn as a mosquito Dao human through rebirth, the essence of his soul was that of a human race. Although Confucius and Mencius had high means, they couldn't see through his body with just one divine thought.