Looking at the Mohist disciples around Kang Gai who were dying, everyone fell silent, even the peasant family who wanted to overthrow the prominent scholar fell silent.
"Is this a show of learning? It's better for me to wait!" The Zhu family, Tian Meng, and Tian Hu all fell silent.
They have never seen such a disciple, such a tragic figure, in any force except for the top military units in each country.
"Are you planning to take action?" Wei Zhuang took out the shark tooth and looked at Fu Nian and Yan Lu.
With such a Mo family and such momentum, even if he didn't know them, he would still help them, even if he knew he couldn't defeat Fu Nian and Yan Lu.
Black and White Xuanjian, Jing Salamander and Han Fei also arrived, also guarding Fu Nian and Yan Lu from taking action.
"Everyone, stand down!" In the field, Jin Yao scolded in a cold voice with a low eyebrow.
"Juzi!" The red-haired god slayer, Jing Ke and Daozhi all looked at Jin Yao, but did not take a step back. All the Mohist disciples did the same, and did not take a step back.
"Everyone, stand down!" Jin Yao snorted again.
The red-haired killer, Jing Ke and Thief Zhi looked at each other, looked at Jin Yao, and finally had no choice but to obey the order.
"Everyone, stand down!" The three of them led the Mohist disciples out of the battlefield and withdrew the formation.
Mr. San looked at the battlefield where only he and Jin Yao were left, and smiled slightly, "Wise choice, in this case, the green mountains will not change, and the green water will flow forever. See you again when we are destined!"
"Did I tell you to leave?" Jin Yao's cold voice came again.
"Oh?" Mr. Third also became interested, stopped and looked at Jin Yao curiously.
The red-haired killer, Jing Ke and others also stopped. They thought that Ju Zi chose to give in and let him go, but they did not expect that Jin Yao wanted to challenge Mr. San to a duel.
"Teacher, please excuse me!" Jin Yao placed Ling Xu on the ground in front of him, knelt down on one knee and saluted Ling Xu.
A figure emerged from Lingxu. He had an old appearance and a white hair. He was indifferent to the world. Who else could he be if he wasn't the master?
"Alas" Mr. Xiang sighed, and stretched out his hand to touch Jin Yao, but took it back.
"I left this opportunity between heaven and man in the hope that you can use it to enter the realm of universal love for the world, instead of saving your life when encountering danger. So I hope you can use it, but I don't want you to use it."
Master Xiang looked at Jin Yao and said.
Jin Yao's eyes were also red. He knew that Mr. Xiang was unconcerned with the world. He left this opportunity in the hope that he could enter the realm of universal love that no one in the Mo family has been able to achieve for hundreds of years, instead of using it to fight against the enemy.
, it’s a pity that he still disappointed Mr. Xiang.
After Xiangfuzi sighed, he slowly said, "Just use it, why are you crying!"
Jin Yao hurriedly wiped the tears from his face and stood up.
"After so many years, I wonder if you have made any progress!" Xiangfuzi looked at Mr. San and said.
"I could kill you back then, and I can do it now!" Mr. San looked at the phantom of Master Xiang, showing no fear at all.
It was true that he was no match for Master Xiang back then when he was fighting alone, but he had made some progress over the years, and he had already taken that half-step, so he didn't believe that his practice over the years was still not as good as Master Xiang back then!
"It can be considered that our master and apprentice have joined forces! It's still a bit bullying! But... I like it!" Xiangfuzi turned to look at Jin Yao and said with a smile.
"Okay!" Jin Yao also smiled and nodded.
Master Xiang nodded, his figure merged with Jin Yao, and Ling Xu was lifted up by Jin Yao again.
"This kid is very sinister and will run away if he can't be beaten, so you have to be careful!" Master Xiang knew the character and martial arts of Mr. San very well and reminded him with a smile.
Jin Yao nodded and looked at the third gentleman with cold eyes. With the blessing of Master Xiang, his aura was raised to the half-step of heavenly realm.
The heavy fog also filled the air, the shouts of hawkers were heard, and lifelike figures appeared one after another. The cold palace instantly turned into a bustling downtown.
The houses are lined up row upon row, and there is an endless stream of people coming and going... Everyone has smiles on their faces.
"Is this your way?" Master Xiang could also feel Jin Yao's way. He looked at Jin Yao gently and stopped caring about it, letting Jin Yao do whatever he wanted.
"The Mohist orthodoxy, universal love for the world!" Fu Nian and Yan Lu's eyes also became solemn. This is the purest Mohist path, universal love for the world, and a life for the people!
Although the Six-fingered Black Man is also a celestial being of the Mo family, his path is not pure universal love, but the way of swordsmanship!
"Is this your way?" Mr. Third looked at the changes in the surrounding environment and knew that he had fallen into the opponent's realm of heaven and humans, and that everyone around him might be the opponent's means of attack.
As a result, Mr. Three finally released his heavenly realm.
Suddenly, everyone heard the thunderous sound of the waterfall, and saw a surging river appearing behind Mr. Third. The water surged down and swept the entire neighborhood.
There are floating corpses, dead branches and washed-out houses everywhere, and the world is a vast ocean.
"Is this the way of your Mo family? It's really ridiculous and weak!" Mr. Third stood on the river, looking at Jin Yao standing on the eaves and sneered.
"Really?" Jin Yao also sneered.
I saw that the surrounding environment changed again, and the river was still surging. However, one by one, the peasants carried bags of sand and soil into the river with their shoulders and hands, and gradually built a river embankment to block the water of the river.
go back.
Mr. Third narrowed his eyes slightly, turned his body into a sword, and killed the people on the river embankment. The light of the sword passed by, leaving corpses everywhere.
"How many can you kill now, in the past, and in the future?" Jin Yao looked at Mr. Three who was killing wantonly, and did not try to stop him. He just watched the figures fall down one by one, and then another figure rushed up, one after another.
, if you want to block the water of the big river, you don't care about the other party's fight.
Mr. Third continued to kill without hesitation. Unknowingly, a high mountain made of flesh and blood had been piled up under his feet. Along with the sand, this high mountain turned into an indestructible dam, standing rigidly in the turbulent waves.
In front of the big river, the water of the big river was blocked back.
"We are born as human beings, and the flames of fire are passed down from generation to generation, and we have the courage to move mountains and fill seas. This is true whether it is in the past, present, or future. If you can kill now, you can kill forever.
Kill him?" Jin Yao continued.
Mr. Third did not listen to Jin Yao's words, he continued to kill, and his eyes became red.
"Killing one person is a crime. Killing ten thousand people is a hero. Killing nine million means you are a hero among heroes. But can you kill so many?" Jin Yao was still looking at Mr. San.
The river water has been dyed red, and the river is full of corpses. The ground is full of babies, either lining horse hooves or borrowing human feet. They were killed until the end. Even the river turned into a five-color pond due to the inflow of blood. What a tragic scene it was!
All the farmers watching the battle, including Wei Zhuang, Han Fei, Tian Ze, Bai Yifei and others, all felt fear.