"hehe!"

Mr. Makino suddenly smiled and pointed at the son of the Zongheng family.

"The clever tongue is like a reproductive person, and the evil words confuse the public. This is the master's ability of the Zongheng family!"

"In the chaotic times, it is precisely because of you that there are so many more disputes and wars for no reason."

"The most proud thing about my famous scholar back then was to work with Taoism to destroy your straitor!"

"Well killed!"

The son of the Zongheng family, his face was gloomy when he heard this, "Matsuo, are you provoking me?"

"It's not to inspire you, but to tell the truth!"

Mr. Makino looked at him squintly, "Only by traversing magic and taking the way of chaos, only by killing them can we achieve a peaceful and prosperous era."

"Do you believe it or not? Yuan Ming will get rid of you in order to stabilize the country?"

I was breathing coldly and was sucked in as if I didn't have money.

The many schools around ushered in development in an instant, and the son of the Zongheng family was rebelled and the generals were rebelled.

Compared to the words of the son of the Zongheng family before, what Mr. Makino now returns to him is the real heart-killing words.

In front of everyone, he sowed the relationship between Yuan Ming and the son of the Zongheng family. This old man was very brave and had quite a lot of tricks.

...

"Yuan Ming, you heard it too, what do you think?"

Qingcheng Sword Immortal, did not miss this opportunity and tried to disturb Yuan Ming's heart.

Unexpectedly, Yuan Ming smiled slightly, "There are ten thousand possibilities in the future, who can tell the truth!"

"Besides, I only know that you must not believe what the enemy says. If you follow his thoughts, you will fall into his trap!"

"I, Yuan Ming, have not achieved great success. It is the time to use people. How could I listen to his clumsy provocations and question Deli's subordinates?"

Speaking of this, Yuan Ming said, "The son of the Zongheng family disturbed the country supported by his famous religion. What has to do with me?"

Qingcheng Sword Immortal, together with his two companions, was dumbfounded. Is this the emperor's mind technique?

Yuan Ming's demeanor and conscience opened their eyes and felt ashamed of themselves.

The other party was speechless, and Yuan Ming shook his head. He had seen Mr. Muye's verbal verbalism in Danyang County. Although the son of the Zongheng family was professional to sow discord, he was still far behind in this regard.

At present, he needs to concentrate on dealing with the three sword immortals in front of him, and he has no time to take care of him.

...

"Makino, you are seeking death!"

The son of the Zongheng family sneered on his face. He wanted to reduce the other party's fighting spirit, but he never thought that he would go around himself in the end.

Now he is in trouble, and in order to make his innocence, he has to kill Muye.

There is no choice other than that.

"Help me!"

Thinking of this, the son of the Zongheng family, the son of the Feng Shui family, the son of the fisherman, and others were his hard-core allies and trusted companions.

He wants to use the secret skills of the Zongheng family, run through the line, combine the power of everyone, and activate the power that can kill Makino in seconds.

Although the five Muye and the other two were all elderly Confucians, they were not easily killed as their lives were about to end.

People are sophisticated, and they are not false to put them on the five of them. They are sophisticated, calm, and do not show their emotions. The control over the occupation is at the level of a master. In the long years, I don’t know how many cards I have hidden.

Such enemies are terrible, both tough and endurance.

Even if the number of people in the Hundred Schools is in the upper hand, it cannot be successfully killed, and it may be dragged into a protracted battle by the other party.

You must not fight for a long time. Over time, many variables come one after another, and it is extremely easy to cause trouble.

Nowadays, the Hundred Schools of the School of Science and Technology surrender to Yuan Ming, and the son of the Zongheng family, is also considered the second person in addition to the son of the famous scholar, and has a considerable overall view and overall awareness.

He knew that the famous sect sent five Makino Gong, which must have a deep meaning.

If you want to crack the other party’s method, the answer is simple and crude, just kill Muye Gong.

"The upper and lower parts are connected without any obstacles!"

"When you are vertical and horizontal, you will make a road in all directions!"

“…”

Behind the son of the Zongheng family, the power of everyone began to gather on top of his head.

So, the power of the son of the Zongheng family began to rise step by step, rapidly rising to the peak of Chaoyuan, and it has not stopped yet.

The peak of Chaoyuan is a realm, where there is no end to the improvement of power. Unless you break through to Pure Yang, you can accommodate any force.

The son of the Zongheng family uses his magical powers to enhance his power infinitely, and he still cannot break through the threshold of pure Yang.

This shows the value and difficulty of pure yang.

In a sense, the secret technique of the son of the Zongheng family is like the Feng Shui formation, which is to gather the power of the whole family to turn it into one's own use.

But the difference is that the Feng Shui family's formation is outside the world, while the secret technique of the son of the Zongheng family is inside the body.

"Be careful!"

When Makino saw the son of the Zongheng family, he became a little cautious. In just a moment, the power of the son of the Zongheng family had been infinitely improved.

At present, if the son of the Zongheng family is single-only, it will be enough to easily kill Muye Gong, but he has not stopped improving.

It can be imagined that the other party’s target is not only Makino, but also his companions.

"There are wonderful writings!"

Miaobi Gong couldn't hold back, holding Miaobi, pointing fingers in the air.

The ink scars bloomed in the air, turning into countless skyscrapers, falling to the head of the son of the Zongheng family, and instantly turned into sharp arrows that were enough to kill people.

Whoosh swish swish swish!

The murderous intent came like a rainstorm, instantly covering the camp of the sons of the lunar calendar, including all the hundred sons involved.

"Um!"

Facing the attack of Miaobi Gong, the son of the Zongheng family raised his head slightly and then raised his hand.

Spread your palms, relax your five fingers, and then squeeze them together violently.

The ink flowers flying from the sky exploded at the same time no matter where they were or where they came from.

It was obvious that millions of ink flowers exploded, but the explosion sounded in the end, with only a "bang".

"What a broken pen, bring it to me!"

The son of the Zongheng family did not rest and suddenly reached towards Miaobi Gong.

"Not good, retreat quickly!"

Mr. Makino nervously reminded that from the confrontation just now, we can see that the son of the Zongheng family has an absolute advantage.

"I want to steal my pen and cut off your dog's paws!"

The son of the Zongheng family made a fierce move and suddenly used force, as if he pressed the wonderful pen on the wooden board and dragged it down.

Thick ink marks appeared in the air, as thick as eyebrows, and they were scratching the wrists of the son of the Zongheng family.

However, before the ink marks were formed, a change occurred.

The palm of the son of the Zongheng family flipped like lightning, and he blew it towards Mohen.

So, the ink scars disappeared on the spot.

Miaobi Gong suffered a backlash and staggered back a few steps, with a big hand in front of him filling his entire vision.

The next moment, his hand loosened, and his wonderful writing disappeared, and he was already stolen.

"Give it back to me!"

Miaobi Gong exclaimed, and the words of the son of the Zongheng family came from his ears, "There is nothing good to look at, I'll give it to you!"

Then, his chest hurt, he looked down and returned to the original owner, and the pen holder was inserted into his chest.

"It seems that blood is used as ink, and the fonts I have learned are a bit sad!"

Miaobi Gong looked at the blood squirting wildly in his chest, and this thought popped out of his mind, and then died of anger.
Chapter completed!