Looking at Ouyang Wenzhong, whose face was like ashes, Wang Xiao shook his head slightly, "You can also be regarded as a generation of grandmasters, why are you so afraid of death?"

He sighed: "If you don't become a great grandmaster, you can't shatter the void, sooner or later it will be a piece of loess, why are you so afraid?"

Ouyang Wenzhong said: "Ants can still steal life, let alone people?"

He knelt on the ground and was stunned, looked at Wang Xiao and smiled: "Who in the world is not afraid of death?

Wang Xiaodao: "I'm also afraid!"

He said to Ouyang Wenzhong: "But I won't bow my head to the ground and beg for my life to survive!"

Zhao Yi next to him sneered: "In the same vein of science, what do you say about loyalty, filial piety and righteousness every day, if you really meet yourself, one is more than a bastard!

He looked at Ouyang Wenzhong with disdain, "On weekdays, when you teach students and disciples, the word 'solar terms' is on your lips every day, why is this 'solar terms' gone?"

Ouyang Wenzhong blushed and argued: "How can the art of fooling the people be taken seriously?"

Zhao Yi was furious and asked, "Then what can be taken seriously?"

Ouyang Wenzhong said: "If it is a matter of wealth and life, it is natural to take it seriously!

He muttered: "Foolish people, foolish people, if we don't fool the untouchables in the palm of our hands, how can our generation sit safely?"

Zhao Yi laughed angrily when he heard this, pulled out his long sword with a "brush", and said to Yang Xian: "Door master, please allow me to kill this fang, so as to set the record straight!"

Yang Xian nodded and said, "Okay!"

"Spare your life!"

Ouyang Wenzhong was shocked, "I can secretly report to you......"

Zhao Yi turned a deaf ear, no longer hesitated, the long sword in his hand stabbed forward, and with a clear sound of "poof", Ouyang Wenzhong had already pierced Ouyang Wenzhong's heart, struggled a few times, lowered his head, and died. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Yang Xian looked at the body of Ouyang Wenzhong, who was trembling slightly, and said softly: "My Confucian ancestor originally created the Confucian lineage, in order to open up the wisdom of the people and educate the world, but now science is doing the opposite, in the name of educating the well-known foolish people, hehe, it's really interesting!"

He laughed a few times, his face turned cold, and he suddenly let out a long howl, and walked forward, "Brother Bade, are you willing to accompany me to kill the rebellion of science and eliminate harm for the people?"

Wang Xiao and the others promised in unison, "I am willing to go with the master!"

Everyone kicked Ouyang Wenzhong's body away and followed Yang Xian towards the temple gate.

Dong Li was a little worried: "Door master, in this way, the eight of us will be exposed!"

Yang Xian shook his head as he walked, "As early as when the eight of you entered Beijing to petition to kill me, your identities were already exposed!"

He smiled and said, "Who is Zhu Hongyi? A generation of great grandmasters, even my teacher has never been able to kill him, how can this kind of person not be suspicious of the eight of you? If my expectations are correct, I am afraid that the place where the eight of you used to exist at this time has been copied!"

Wang Xiao's eight people changed color in unison and exclaimed, "Is this really the case?"

Yang Xian said: "Yes or no, within three days, it will be known." ”

Wang Xiao and the eight of them looked at each other a few times, and they all saw the fear in each other's eyes.

Zhong Yi sighed: "Fortunately, I have already settled my family when I come, otherwise I am afraid that it is inevitable that the white-haired person will send the black-haired person!"

The eight of them are all old people over 90 years old, full of children and grandchildren, if they were really raided, it must be a heartache.

At their age, they try to do things safely and have a little less momentum, although they were anxious after learning about Yang Xian's news, but just in case, they still settled their families and moved elsewhere in advance.

Now when he heard Yang Xian speak like this, he was scared into a cold sweat, and he was secretly happy.

A moment later, the gate of the Temple of Literature appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

At this moment, the door is closed, the bolt is inserted, and there is no sound outside the door.

Several people sensed the luck of the moment, and there was a sneer on their faces, Wang Xiao said: "Door master, there are a lot of people outside!"

Zhong Yi said with a smile: "Ouyang Wenzhong, this apprentice, is very clever, knowing that the master of the door is not easy to mess with, he left the master of the door to his teacher to deal with, but he secretly summoned soldiers and horses to come to surround it, so that no matter whether Ouyang Wenzhong wins or loses, he will have a good excuse to get out." ”

Yang Xian nodded and said, "He's a smart man!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and with a "click", the door shook suddenly, and the bolt inserted horizontally on it was instantly broken in two, and the vermilion door opened violently.

What caught everyone's eye was the rows of ironclad cavalry standing in front of the door.

The small traders and vendors who used to buy and sell things in the square of the Temple of Literature have all disappeared, and in their place are these murderous ironclad soldiers.

These cavalrymen rode and stood in front of the gate, but they did not make a sound, the people did not speak, the horses did not sound, like sculptures.

Although they had not fought against these cavalrymen, just by looking at their ability to control themselves to such an extent, and with such a deep breath, we knew that these officers and soldiers were extraordinary.

In front of these cavalrymen, directly facing the gate, there were several thick black and shiny iron pipes aimed at it, and in addition to this, there were rows of soldiers half-kneeling on the ground with bows and crossbows, and arrows pointed directly at the gate.

Among these soldiers, there are two of the most conspicuous figures, one is Su Zixiu, the current lord of Qingyang Mansion.

The other person was a big man with a black face.

This black-faced man is tall, with yellow eyebrows and yellow eyes, sitting on top of a fanged beast, holding a spear, looking lazy, and ignoring Su Zixiu's accosting next to him, with a proud expression.

At the moment when Yang Xian opened the door, the black-faced man's lazy body suddenly straightened, his squinted eyes widened, and he looked at Yang Xian.

At the same time, Yang Xian, who was standing in the doorway with his hands in his hands, also looked at the black-faced man.

The two looked at each other, and there seemed to be invisible lightning sparks flashing in the void, and the black-faced man on the opposite side shook, and the fanged monster under his crotch suddenly stood up and let out a huge roar.

"Yang Xian!"

The tip of the spear in the hand of the black-faced man who was sitting on the tusked beast was aimed at Yang Xian, and there was a green mangling snake swimming endlessly on the tip of the spear, "You are so bold, you dare to appear in Qingyang!"

He was extremely majestic, and the beast under his crotch couldn't stop roaring loudly, adding a bit of power to him.

When Yang Xian raised the spear in his hand, he had already begun to walk slowly in the doorway, and he was indifferent to the black-faced man's scolding, just walking slowly with his hands behind his back.

As he slowly walked forward, the fanged beast under the crotch of the black-faced man on the opposite side became more and more irritable, his head shook wildly, and he roared incessantly, and the body of the person standing up was as if it was being pushed and pulled by an invisible force, and slowly retreated.

The bluestone-paved ground was pulled by the mount's claws.

The black-faced man could not get out as if he was bound to his mount at this time, and the expression on his face changed from wild to surprised, from surprise to fear, and his body began to lean back as the mount stood upright.

"Boom!"

When Yang Xian slowly crossed the threshold, the man and beast on the opposite side suddenly leaned back, volleyed a somersault, and smashed on the ground with a "poof" sound.

The black-faced man, who was crushed under his mount, let out a terrible and frightened roar, "Kill...... Kill!"