A hole was torn open in the huge walls, and the army swarmed into the city.

"Demon Dao, cultivation is rampant. With an angry shout, seven or eight figures rose from the city wall, each pinching out the Dao trick, and in an instant, the treasure light was everywhere, the mana was surging, and several streamers rolled up a powerful force and hit Wei Jing.

In the sky, the thunder rolled, the thick electric snake fell, the wind rose suddenly, and the wind was like a steel knife, overwhelming, and there was a surge of spiritual energy, turning into a big mudra, all kinds of Taoism, endlessly.

"Zheng Zheng Zheng"

The green bamboo sword in Wei Jing's hand slashed out again, the cyan sword blade slashed through the void, bringing up a layer of ripples like water waves, passing out in all directions, the space was trembling, half of the sky was like being washed by water, ripples everywhere, a piece of clear, earth, fire, water and wind, all shattered, thunder exploded, and the seven or eight figures that rose were caught up by the ripples, and they turned into blood mist in the blink of an eye.

What a scary sword

Everyone is trembling, what a scary person.

"Poor Dao Taiyuan Zhenren, the national teacher of the Jin Kingdom, came to teach the powerful means of a hundred schools. ”

He looked down, his eyes wide and wide, and his chest had a furrow, like an eagle patrolling his territory, and no one could infringe on it.

Those monks were already frightened, and they dared to make a move, and retreated towards the rear tremblingly.

Xun Yu's eyes suddenly cold, the wind under his feet, rolled up a cloud and flew towards the sky.

If he doesn't make a move, people's hearts will be completely scattered, and that's the worst thing.

"Daoyou is the Confucian power of the Little Sage Village?" Wei Jing said softly.

Xun Yu's clothes are easy to identify, a standard Confucian robe, with a bun on his head, and he looks like an elegant man.

"In Xia Xunyu, Tian is the second master of the little sage village. ”

The two did not act immediately, he was still more interested in Confucianism, not in Xun Yu, but in Xunzi, the big master of Xiaoshengxianzhuang and the head of contemporary Confucianism.

Immediately spoke: "Although this seat is located in a remote place of the Jin Kingdom, I have also heard of the name of Xunzi, who is not only proficient in Confucian academic essence, but also has a dabbling in Taoist doctrine. ”

Xunzi in the history books of later generations, is a controversial figure, although it is a Confucian Confucian, but not by the later generations of Confucianism, it is rumored that although he was born in Confucianism, the doctrine, but contains a large number of Taoist essence, is a collection of Confucianism and Taoism of the masterpiece, later generations of Confucianism is more criticized.

I don't know that this Xun Yu has some of Xunzi's ability.

"Today is the time of your death, and where there is tomorrow. Xun Yu was angry, Confucianism pays attention to refinement, and although Xunzi is deeply cultivated, but in the small sage village, there are still people who disdain, as Wei Jing said, there are great Confucians who belittle Xunzi, do not abide by the ancestral system, and violate the morality of Confucius, which seems to be Confucianism's own business, but now it is taken out to say, how can he not be angry.

"Boom", Xun Yu couldn't hold it anymore, he shot directly, pointed out, Haoran turned into a pen knife, and slashed towards Wei Jing, the bright blade was bright and terrifying.

Confucianism does not cultivate mana, does not practice the body, only cultivates the chest and a mouthful of righteousness, which can make the heavens and the earth shake, can make the sun and the moon dull, and can kill demons and monsters.

Haoran is a great Confucian, and the faint rainbow light circulates around him, which is comparable to the true fire of a warrior's blood, yin and evil ghosts, and he does not dare to get close, and there are even more great Confucians, who can shatter the evil demon Yuan Shen with one word.

On top of this, there is a higher realm, a word to break the mountains and rivers, a word to prosper the community, waving his hand into a sword, and Xun Yu is in this realm.

"Boom", the green bamboo sword cut out a cyan sword and the pen knife collided in the sky, and the two finally disappeared.

Wei Jing's eyes narrowed, Confucian methods are indeed not bad, and his skills are amazing, and it is the first time he has encountered this kind of opponent.

"Up", he pinched the trick with both hands, and four three-foot-long white sword lights appeared out of thin air in front of him, the edge was great, the sword qi was pressing, the void was shaking, and the magic trick was introduced, and the sword light shot out, forming a four-elephant array, inserted in the void around Xun Yu, the sword array was formed, and the sword qi was born out of thin air, condensed together, forming white silk threads.

Refining the sword into silk, this is the supreme realm of the sword, even if it is a fairy body, under this sword silk, it is no different from paper paste.

At the beginning, he broke through the net of heaven and earth of heavenly soldiers and generals, and was inspired to create the method of sword formation, which was the first time he used it.

Above the sky, Xun Yu was trapped in a space of ten zhang in a radius, no matter how he collided, he always slashed the endless sword qi, and countless sword qi shot out from the four sword lights, blocking the space, and the terrifying edge was permeated. The majestic aura of heaven and earth poured into the sword array, and the four sword lights did not dim, but became brighter and brighter.

"Poof", four sword wires came from the top and bottom, left and right, cutting a crack in Xun Yu's Confucian clothes.

Xun Yu's five fingers flicked, and the four treasures of the study appeared in front of him, although it was illusory, it also had great power, and the sword silk fell on it, only causing a burst of ripples, and the endless sound of gold and iron sounded.

The four treasures of the study, that is, pen, ink, paper, inkstone.

With a wave of his hand, the four treasures shone brightly, and a mouthful of righteousness entered it, and the volume of pen, ink, paper, and inkstone skyrocketed.

The pen, as the so-called knife and pen officer, is the sharpest knife in the hands of Confucianism, just as the same swordsman holds a sword.

Xun Yu's face was pale, his right hand held a three-foot-sized silver iron pen, the pen blade slashed through the void from top to bottom, and in an instant, the sword wire in front of him was torn apart from the middle by an inexplicable force, a corner of the sword array was broken, and the pen fell again, and a semicircular shock wave came towards Wei Jing.

The cyan bamboo slips fell on top of his head, exuding a misty light, and one by one the sages and holy words flew out from the bamboo slips, with a strong force, they fell around him, and within the sword array, the violent void was suppressed, and the bamboo slips built a cyan barrier, blocking the ten thousand sword qi from the outside.

Xun Yu left a little hand, and the inkstone in front of him suddenly rushed out of the sword array, turning into a hundred zhang in size, like a huge meteorite, blocking the sun.

The inkstone is heavy, as if Mount Tai is placed on it, there is a weight of tens of millions, it smashes down from the top of Wei Jing's head, bringing the sound of wind and thunder, and the eardrum of the person who shakes hurts.

The huge Tiger Kingdom was gloomy, and the soldiers on both sides of the battle were frightened by this terrifying scene, once this huge thing fell, I am afraid that no one would be able to escape.

"Brother Xun Yu is a good brother, and it seems that he has cultivated Haoran's qi to an extremely deep level. Zhuang Bucai smiled.

However, the old monk's face is not so good-looking, Buddhism and Taoism pay attention to quiet and inaction, but whether his heart is really pure, I'm afraid only he knows.

Let's say that above the sky, Taiyuan Zhenren and Xun Yu fought fiercely, and the dual-method treasure dao technique came out together.

The power of Xun Yu's four treasures is extraordinary, and it kills towards Taiyuan Zhenren, and there is a rolling thunder sound in the sky.

Wei Jing was calm and composed, and the green bamboo sword in his hand first swung out a sword, breaking the shock wave, and then his figure was like a flying peng, rising in the sky, rolling not the wind, but countless sword qi, and the green bamboo sword extended out of the hundred zhang sword rays.

I could only see a huge green light crossing the sky, and the faint sound of a dragon's groan sounded, and the boundless sword qi condensed into a hideous stegosaurus, enveloping Wei Jing.

"Boom"

The stegosaurus roared, tearing the falling inkstone to pieces, and the sword was in the air, and the terrifying edge spread out.

"Hmph", Xun Yu snorted coldly, dipped the silver pen in the black ink in his hand, and raised his hand to write a silver hook iron painting in the void.

As if communicating the evil qi between heaven and earth, as soon as the killing word came out, the sun and the moon were dark, the stars changed color, and the killing word rose, and after absorbing the evil qi in the battlefield, it became more and more terrifying, like the most terrifying killing weapon, and went towards Taiyuan Zhenren.

The blade of the sword in Wei Jing's hand turned, and a green bamboo sword swayed thousands of sword qi, and finally merged together, turning into a huge blood-colored sword qi.

"Boom", the word killing was cut from the middle, I have to say, although Xun Yu's means are seconds, where can this kill be compared with Wei Jing.

The Qingzhu Sword is made of the flesh and blood of countless demon clans, besides, he is a human being in the third life, and he slaughters thousands of creatures, killing, for him, is already an instinct, a kind of thing engraved on the soul, and he will kill if he wants to kill.

This is the most terrifying, the demon kills for cultivation, and his killing is a kind of indifference to living beings.

"If there are any other means, let's use them together. Wei Jing raised his sword and said arrogantly, and the evil qi after the defeat of the killing word was directly absorbed by the Qingzhu Sword, and there was nothing left.