Chapter Seventy-Three: Eight Directions and Six Harmony Refining Zhongzhou 12
readx;?“ Could it be that we still have a science successor here?"
After listening to Yang Shenxing's words, an old man closest to Yang Shenxing exclaimed, "Who is he?"
Yang Shenxing looked deeply at the old man who spoke, and said lightly: "It's not who he is, but who they are!"
The old man on the opposite side trembled, and asked stubbornly: "Dare to ask the sect master, in addition to Gao Jingye and Xu Futang, who else is a descendant of science among the Confucian disciples in this courtyard?"
Yang Shenxing was about to speak, but at this moment, the space shook suddenly. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
An extremely strong red light suddenly lit up between heaven and earth, from the ground to the sky, enveloping the four fields, covering all directions, the whole earth was shaking, rolling thunder came out from the ground and the sky at the same time, intertwined in mid-air, forming a greater sound, the clouds in the sky were all dispersed by this huge roar, there was nothing else between heaven and earth, only a piece of blood red.
As the earth shook the surrounding houses, tiles began to fall, and exclamations rang out.
Thousands of guests in the courtyard stood up at the same time, all staring at Yang Shenxing.
These officials are all local dignitaries, and they are all the best choices, and although there is a sudden change today, they are not so frightened and panicked.
"The Great Array has been activated!"
Yang Shenxing looked at the people in the courtyard and said hesitantly: "It seems that the first emperor is indeed the leader of this big array, as long as he is killed, the big array will operate spontaneously." ”
His face was not wavering, and he exclaimed: "This formation can even sense the breath of a person, it is really a clever tight!"
A black shadow flashed, and a strong man suddenly appeared in front of Yang Shenxing, "Brother Yang, today's battle is not small!"
This big man who suddenly appeared was nine feet nine feet tall, with broad shoulders and a thick back, with an open arms, revealing a black pressed chest hair, a big yellow wine gourd tied around his waist, and a knife hanging from his waist.
When he first saw this big man, Yang Yi thought that he was a fire-eyed man who had escaped from Leiyin Temple, but he immediately knew the identity of this person, he was Xiao Tiandong, the contemporary Demon Gate Master!
Just now, after all the sects in various places gave gifts to Yang Shenxing for his birthday, those disciples left in a hurry, but Xiao Tiandong stayed.
Now seeing the drastic changes in the world, he was the first to come to Yang Shenxing.
When Yang Shenxing saw Xiao Tiandong, he smiled and said, "Brother Xiao, you know that there is a big change today, why do you still have to wade into this troubled water?"
Xiao Tiandong laughed and said: "Brother Yang, I like trouble the most, if there is no big event happening here today, I may not come, but since I got the news, I naturally want to come over to see it." ”
When he said this, he sneered: "This big array alone is Liu Ping, and it will never be possible, there must be many sects secretly helping him, and there will be such a huge array covering the world." ”
He looked at Yang Shenxing, "Brother Yang, you have been in the world for too long, and it has caused all the dissatisfaction, and no one wants to press such a behemoth on their heads, they are all trying to force you away." ”
Yang Shenxing nodded and said, "Since that's the case, then it's as they wish!"
He snorted coldly, and stomped lightly on the ground with both feet, and the ground that was constantly shaking throughout Zhongzhou suddenly stopped, the house was no longer shaking, and the roar disappeared.
Bursts of firecracker-like violent sounds rang out one after another from the streets of Zhongjing City, which was the movement caused by the explosion of the spirit calling pillar inserted in front of the street spirit shed.
In Yang Yi's divine thoughts, the spirit calling pillars in the entire Zhongjing City were like a plate of extremely long large firecrackers, after Yang Shenxing stomped his feet, starting from the Taishi Mansion, crackling, and radiating in all directions along the street like a line of fire, just a breath of time, and the spirit calling pillars in the entire Zhongzhou City were all blown up and shattered.
The red light emitted from these spirit calling pillars disappeared in an instant, and there was no longer a vision in the entire Zhongjing City, but outside the Zhongzhou City, the red light had not decreased, and the entire city was already surrounded by this faintly bloody red light.
After stepping on the ground, Yang Shenxing let out a sigh, glanced at Yang Yi, and suddenly stretched out his palm and slapped it at the officials in front of him.
"Boom!"
The nearly three thousand Confucian officials in the courtyard didn't react at all, and Yang Shenxing's palm had already reached the top of their heads.
The whole courtyard seemed to shake slightly, and in the crowd in front of them, a few wisps of green smoke rose up, and the three thousand Confucian officials, in the blink of an eye, were reduced by nearly one-third, and they were the first old man to ask Yang Shenxing just now, and they were also slapped into ashes by Yang Shenxing's palm.
After the Confucian students in front of him reacted, they all screamed in fright, "Door Master, what are you doing?"
"Brother Yang, are you crazy?"
"How did you beat them to death?"
A group of people looked at Yang Shenxing in shock, full of murderous energy, and their breath was connected together, and they all had a desperate heart.
Even though Yang Shenxing was the master of the Confucian sect, if he slapped them to death for no reason, these Confucian students would never be killed.
Yang Shenxing put away his palm, waved his hand lightly at these Confucian students, and said, "Don't panic, the people who died just now were all disciples of science, and now everyone is safe." ”
Hearing Yang Shenxing say this, these Confucian officials looked at each other a few times, and they all breathed a sigh of relief, but they still didn't dare to relax, and their hearts and minds were still connected.
In Confucianism, there is a formation to face a strong enemy, as long as it is a traditional Confucian disciple, they can connect their respective breaths together to form a formation of internal qi interconnection, so that they can gather the strength of everyone to overcome the strong enemy.
At this time, these officials on the other side were frightened, and naturally formed such a formation.
After they reacted, they adjusted their breath so quickly and connected their internal qi together, this kind of reaction ability has surpassed most masters in this world, and they really deserve to be the leaders of various state capitals.
A middle-aged man with a long beard stood in front of everyone and shouted at Yang Shenxing: "Sect Master, since you know that they are disciples of science, why don't you eradicate them early?"
Yang Shenxing said: "Among the Confucian sects, the disciples of science are the most difficult to distinguish, I only knew that there were people who were mixed into my orthodox Confucian scholars, but I couldn't be sure of the identities of those people, until today, when facing life and death, I judged their identities from the breath they exuded." ”
The middle-aged man asked, "Why didn't the master of the sect capture them and let us judge them together......
Yang Shenxing waved his hand to interrupt the middle-aged man's questioning, shook his head and said, "Where is this time?
As soon as he finished saying this, he could see the red light in the sky surging towards Zhongjing like a tide, and the thunder was rolling, resounding through the heavens.
Yang Shenxing didn't talk much to everyone, but took one step, and he had already left the Taishi Mansion and came to a huge square in the center of the city.
When he stepped from the Taishi Mansion, he was still normal, but when he arrived at this square, he had become a giant with a height of 100 feet.
Yang Shenxing stood on the square, looking at the south expressionlessly, his palm stretched out diagonally towards the sky.
"Here comes the sword!"
(To be continued.) )