"Yang Xian, I know it's wrong!"

Ouyang Wenzhong knocked off the horizontal wood in front of him, and the true qi that Yang Xian left in his body had not yet dissipated, and his head was still percussive. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

It's just that at this time, the crosswood is cut off, and his head is directly knocked on the green brick laid on the ground, and after just a few knocks, the green brick has been cracked and cracked, showing a pit.

After all, Ouyang Wenzhong is a martial arts master, his body is strong, although his head is full of blood at this time, but his sanity has not been lost, when he kept kowtowing, his eyes have already seen the terrifying scene of Yang Xian just bowing down, and worshipping the statue of Zhu's father and son as powder.

He was shocked, and he didn't have the slightest luck, and begged for mercy loudly: "Yang Xian, spare me!"

He knocked wildly on his forehead, and his voice was intermittent, "Now the imperial court has already sent many masters to arrest you, and you don't hide but come to Qingyang Mansion to make trouble, I'm afraid that a big disaster will come soon." ”

Yang Xian turned to look at Ouyang Wenzhong, and saw that his white hair was stained with blood, his head was bleeding, and his eyes were all covered by blood, and his shape was extremely miserable, which was similar to the carefree state of holding a teapot and drinking water before.

"Okay, I'll spare your life first!"

Yang Xian stretched out his palm and flicked his fingers, and a wisp of strong wind shot out, hitting Ouyang Wenzhong's back and tail vertebrae, "It's okay to live, cultivate to stay!"

Ouyang Wenzhong exclaimed, his body stood upright, stopped kowtowing, and knelt on the ground straight, his body stiff and motionless, but his face showed great horror.

Wisps of white mist rose from the top of his head, gradually enveloping his whole body, and the crisp sound like fried beans sounded from his body one after another, and finally a dull sound like thunder came from Ouyang Wenzhong's body, shaking the entire hall.

After this sound, Ouyang Wenzhong spurted out a mouthful of old blood with a "wow", and fell to the sky.

"Yang Xian, you are so ruthless!"

He collapsed to the ground, dying and crying, "Pity me for decades of Xuangong, once gone!"

Yang Xian said coldly: "If I don't kill you, it will be considered your creation, do I still want you to keep your skills to deal with me in the future?"

He kicked out, kicked Ouyang Wenzhong into the air and somersaulted a few times, and when he landed, he became kneeling and kowtowing again.

"You just kneel in front of the statue of the ancestor and apologize!"

After Yang Xian kicked Ouyang Wenzhong away, he didn't stay in the main hall for long, went straight out, stepped on the threshold, went down the steps, and came to the open space in front of the hall, stood with his hands in his hands, looked up at the sky, and said lightly: "A few of you have come out." ”

A long laugh sounded from the top of the main hall, "Confucian Yang Xian, it's really extraordinary!"

Yang Xian stood on the ground and didn't look back, and said softly: "Report your name!"

The person on the top of the main hall chanted, "The road to the ancient legend", this person's voice just fell, and someone chanted on the east wall: "There are already rules and cubes", the voice of the people in the east did not fall, and someone in the west sang: "Duyun is unified into all things," and someone in the south said: "How can unreasonable become a blue sky?" Then someone said in the southeast corner: "Eternal existence has no desire to purify the heart," and in the southwest corner, there was a humane: "The chest of anger is said to be Haoran,"

Hearing the six people chanting in six directions one after another, Yang Xian snorted: "Is it Zhongzhou Bayi?" Why are there only six of you, and the other two?"

As soon as he asked this sentence, someone else chanted: "Pull out the green grass in your heart," and then another person slowly walked in front of Yang Xian along the bluestone path, and chanted with the other seven people: "Comfortable and calm!"

After the eight sentences were read, eight white-clothed Confucian students appeared from eight directions and walked slowly towards Yang Xian.

These eight people are all in their fifties, some are tall and some are short, some are fat and some are thin, but no matter how tall or short, they are not shocked when they walk, some people fall lightly from the top of the temple, some people walk slowly from the wall, and some people step slowly on the grass.

Although these eight people have different appearances, they all have the temperament of a master craftsman, and in terms of momentum alone, they are not inferior to Ouyang Wenzhong.

You must know that Ouyang Wenzhong is a rare master master in Confucianism, if these eight people are not inferior to Ouyang Wenzhong in terms of momentum, they are eight martial arts masters!

Nowadays, in the entire world, there are only about a hundred people who can reach the realm of martial arts masters, and now there are eight at once, which is really not a trivial thing.

These eight people had already arrived at Yang Xian's side in an instant, and surrounded Yang Xian in eight directions, and one of the long-bearded old men saluted Yang Xian with his fists: "Zhongzhou Wang Xiao and seven brothers meet the Yang Sect Master!"

The old man's face was clear, his eyes were clear, his five long beards fluttered on his chest, he carried a long sword at his waist, and his white clothes were like snow. Standing in front of Yang Xian at this time, a clear breath naturally emanated from his body, like an ancient pine.

"You are Wang Xiao?"

Yang Xian glanced at the old man, then glanced at the rest of the people around him, and said with a smile: "Zhongzhou Eight Righteousness, filial piety, loyalty, righteousness, courtesy, righteousness, honesty, and shame!

He was puzzled: "Zhongzhou is 90,000 miles away from Qingzhou, to say the least, looking at the expressions of the eight, it seems that they are coming specifically for me, I don't know how you can cross such a long distance and come to Qingyang Mansion in just a few days?"

Wang Xiao laughed softly: "Lord Yang doesn't know, I have a flying eagle in Zhongzhou, this eagle can fly with people, thousands of miles a day, eight of my brothers, come to Qingyang Mansion to take this flying eagle." ”

He said to Yang Xian: "Coincidentally, the eight of my brothers just arrived in Qingyang yesterday to rest, and today the master of the Yang Sect came, which shows the mystery of the world." ”

Yang Xian nodded, "Amazing!"

I don't know if he said that the Condor was amazing, or if he said that the eight people were amazing.

Wang Xiao smiled slightly: "My brother is a person with eight talents, where is there anything remarkable? A person like the Yang Sect Master who is twelve years old and has become a martial arts grandmaster, that is really amazing!"

Since this person appeared, he was neither humble nor arrogant, neither showing contempt for Yang Xian, nor showing fear, he just communicated with Yang Xian normally, just like a normal conversation between acquaintances, his demeanor was calm, and his tone was natural, far surpassing Ouyang Wenzhong.

While Wang Xiao was speaking, the other seven people didn't say a word, just stared at Yang Xian's body and didn't move.

These eight people have been famous for many years, and they have been famous for decades, and they are very famous in the entire line of science.

Yang Xian, as the head of Confucianism, has always paid attention to the characters in the line of science, and just now he only listened to the poems of eight people, and he knew the identities of eight people.

He didn't expect that after learning the news of him, the first line of science would react so quickly, first sending the Sky Survey Thunder Department to Yaoshan to block people, and now he actually sent Zhongzhou Bayi to deal with him, compared to relieving the victims of the Qingzhou disaster, their actions to deal with themselves were really amazing.

Yang Xian glanced at Wang Xiao, "Eight people are here, I don't know what advice you have?"

Wang Xiao said softly: "I don't dare to give advice, when I waited, the master of my family just asked me to ask the master of the Yang family for something." ”

Yang Xian raised his eyebrows and asked, "What does he want?"

Wang Xiaodao: "The master of my family said that the Confucian Zhengyin has been kept by you for a long time, and it is time to hand it over!"