The wind roared furiously.

The thunder is deafening.

In the east courtyard of Taixue Palace, the awe-inspiring righteousness soared into the sky and penetrated into the sky.

Then, a shocking scene happened. Centered in the east courtyard of the Taixue Palace, the awe-inspiring righteousness spread rapidly, and the majestic and endless power directly dispersed all the dark clouds in the sky.

In an instant, the sun shines on the earth again, illuminating the world.

When people from all over the capital saw this scene, their faces showed shock.

Confucianism shows its sage!

"Welcome the Confucian leader!"

In the Taixue Palace, a disciple wearing a Confucian robe and carrying an ancient sword walked out, looked in the direction of the east courtyard, and bowed his hands in respect.

At the same time, thousands of men and women walked out of seemingly inconspicuous mansions in the capital city, young and old, rich and poor, all different.

At this moment, everyone bowed in the direction of Taixue Palace and said respectfully, "Welcome Confucian Leader!"

Thousands of years of Confucianism have students all over the world. On weekdays, these people are invisible, but it does not mean that these people do not exist, they just do not appear.

Everyone saluted, and with blazing and respectful eyes, the old man walked out of the wooden house in the east courtyard of Taixue Palace. His aura was so powerful that the scorching sun in the sky lost its color.

Over the course of thousands of years, masters have emerged one after another in the world, but only Confucianism has always been victorious, undefeated for thousands of years, and invincible in the world.

The power of the Confucian leader has exceeded the knowledge of martial arts. He is as powerful as the scholars of Tianyu Palace. He has dominated the past twenty years. However, before the Confucian sages, he still has to practice discipleship. For twenty years, he has not dared to

Set foot in the Central Plains.

It can be said that in the past thousand years since the age of gods, the human world has been able to gradually recover from the chaos of the gods without any major turmoil. The existence of the Confucian leader is the main reason.

Today, Hades is openly causing chaos in broad daylight. There is no doubt that it has touched the saint's bottom line.

How can a sage allow monsters to harm the world?

"Wangyu."

In the east courtyard of Taixue Palace, Confucius' figure rose into the air and said, "I'll borrow the sword and use it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Confucius held his right hand empty. Suddenly, on the street in the distance, the Taiyi sword rang lightly, flew out from Bai Wangyu's hand, turned into a blazing meteor, and flew into the sky.

In the blink of an eye, Taiyi Sword flew into the old man's hand, and the majestic and endless awe-inspiring righteousness poured into it. The sword energy was vertical and horizontal, dazzling and dazzling.

"The deceased has passed away, and it is time to return to eternity, and we should no longer miss the prosperity of the world."

In the air, Confucius looked at the dozens of Netherworld statues outside Taixue Palace and said calmly. Immediately, he swung his sword and moved the sky.

The shocking sword, pressed down from the sky above the Taixue Palace, surged like a stormy wave, like a terrible wave, and it has completely turned into reality.

The surge of sword energy that surpassed cognition swept across the world. Outside the Taixue Palace, in the two battles, the eighteen Netherworld figures felt this terrifying oppressive force, and their bodies shook, with a look of fear on their faces.

escape!

Coincidentally, the same thought flashed through the minds of the eighteen Netherworlds, and without any hesitation, they turned around and ran away.

But, who can escape before the saint?

In the shocked eyes of everyone, the sword energy passed through the air, and the eighteen Netherworld statues turned to ashes. Without even a chance to scream, they completely disappeared from the world.

Completely different levels of power, the gap is so huge that it's unbelievable.

After destroying all the underworld with one sword, Kong Qiu looked at the Dashang Palace in front of him in the void, a cold look flashed in his old eyes.

At this moment, in the palace, Shou'an Hall, Emperor Shang looked at the human sages above the Taixue Palace, his face darkened.

This old guy is not dead!

"Your Majesty, I'm sorry."

From behind, the Nine Infant Demon King reminded him in a deep voice.

"Don't worry, he doesn't dare."

Emperor Shang opened his mouth to respond, but before he finished speaking, his eyes narrowed severely.

But above the Taixue Palace, the sage raised his hand and pointed his sword at the Dashang Palace.

"As a king, you do not follow the will of the people, do not consider the sentiments of the people, and instigate monsters to cause trouble in the world. This is an unforgivable crime. This sword is your punishment!"

In the void, Confucius said something coldly, and immediately, he swung his sword and slashed towards the Great Shang Palace ahead.

In an instant, the ten thousand-foot-long sword energy rushed straight into the Great Shang Palace, distorting the space wherever it passed.

"roar!"

The sword energy approached the Dashang Palace, and behind the Fengtian Palace, an earth-shattering dragon roar sounded. The dragon lurking in the Dashang Palace felt the threat of this sword, roared to the sky, and rose into the sky.

"boom!"

Under the horrified gazes of everyone in the palace, the sword energy came through the air and directly shook the dragon's body away. It was as strong as the dragon that had transformed into a national destiny, and could not withstand the saint's blow.

"Buzz!"

The dragon collapsed, and then, deep in the palace, twelve streams of light shot straight into the sky, and huge shadows covered the sky and the sun. They were none other than the Jiuding that once suppressed the fate of Kyushu.

The Nine Cauldrons appear, the purple energy is majestic, and a country's most important weapon can block the saint's move again.

"Boom!"

With everyone watching, the saint's sword struck down on the Nine Cauldrons that controlled the world. The violent impact resounded throughout the world, and the Nine Cauldrons screamed, but they could only resist for less than a breath before they all fell from the sky.

The brilliance of the nine bronze tripods that fell to the ground quickly dimmed, completely losing their former sharpness.

Deep in Taixue Palace, in the royal ancestral hall, Taishang saw this earth-shattering sword, but his expression did not change much, and he had no intention of blocking it.

If you make a mistake, you will be punished, as you should.

However, is this old man making a fuss out of a molehill? This is a trivial matter that can be solved by the younger generation, so there is no need to take action personally.

To be honest, he didn't think that, except for the catastrophe of winter, there was anything worthy of their action.

Even if this great businessman is destroyed, what will happen?

The human world is still the same human world, nothing will change.

"Xuan Yin Jue!"

At the same time, in the Shou'an Hall, the Nine Infant Demon Emperor saw the terrifying sword energy coming from the sky, and formed seals with his hands, trying to block the saint's move.

"madness!"

On the side, Emperor Shang scolded him, and sent the Nine Infant Demon Emperor out of the Shou'an Palace with one palm. He immediately looked at the aura of the sword that was pressing down from the sky. He did not dodge or dodge, and there was no obstruction. He actually wanted to use his mortal body to fight against it.

Receive the sword of the sage.

The next moment, in front of Shou'an Palace, Haoran's sword energy came through the air, and with a bang, it sank into Emperor Shang's body.

"Well!"

The sword energy entered the body, and a painful groan followed. Emperor Shang stumbled under his feet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

However.

What is incredible is that the Great Shang King, who took the sword of the saint, was only seriously injured, and did not explode or turn into ashes as he thought.

In the sky above the Taixue Palace, after Confucius slashed out two swords, he did not take action again. He waved the Taiyi sword back and his figure fell from the sky.

"Confucian head."

In the small courtyard, Chen Qiaoer and others rushed back, and the five Confucian leaders stood side by side, bowed their hands in unison, and congratulated the saint on his return to heaven.

"Go and see the little guy."
Chapter completed!