"He was already possessed by the devil, and you forced him to kill someone. Fortunately, he was still a Confucian scholar and finally woke up. Otherwise, there would really be a massacre in this world!" Master Xiang looked at Jin Yao's teachings.
said.
Killing so many people, even if it is fake, is enough to make a person crazy and completely turn into a murderer. If the other party is not a real Confucian scholar and stays awake in the end, he will really become a murderer.
A murderer who only knows how to kill.
The other party finally chose to commit suicide because he was afraid that he would become that kind of person, so he chose to commit suicide.
"I don't want to either. Teacher, you know that Confucian time control is so disgusting. It's not easy to kill him!" Jin Yao said in a low voice.
Confucianism controls time, it is too difficult to kill them, especially a half-step heavenly being who wants to walk, it is even more difficult!
Even if he can defeat the opponent, he can't stop the opponent from trying to escape. What's more, he is not sure that he can defeat the opponent, so he can only start with Confucianism.
As the third teacher of the Confucian Confucian Temple, I must hope that Confucianism will become better.
Therefore, he only needs to let Mr. San see clearly what Confucianism has become under the leadership of Confucius Temple, and he will definitely make the other party confused.
"After watching the fun, it's your turn next!" Jin Yao looked at Fu Nian and Yan Lu, "What are you here for?"
Fu Nian and Yan Lu looked at Jin Yao who was still in the half-step realm of heaven and human. They rolled their eyes and ignored him. However, the Mohist disciples gathered around him and had no choice but to pay attention to him.
"Originally, I was ordered by my uncle to stop Mr. San!" Yan Lu raised the bamboo slips of Xunzi in his hand.
They did know that Mr. San was going to kill the Mohist Juzi, so Xunzi gave Yan Lu a bamboo slip that could briefly enter the realm of heaven and man, in order to stop Mr. San before he took action to kill the Mohist Juzi.
The war between Confucianism and Mohism began.
It’s not that the Confucians are kind-hearted and don’t want to kill the Mohists, but they know very well that even if the Mohists lose their top-level combat power, at the same level and realm, killing Confucian scholars is like killing chickens and cattle. With the current Confucian disciples’
If there is a real all-out war with such tricks, the ones who will die the most in the end will definitely be their Confucians.
Therefore, after weighing the matter, it is not worth it, so it is better to stop Mr. San.
Jin Yao looked at Xunzi's scroll in Yan Lu's hand and knew that it was to scare him, so that he would not dare to send away a half-step heavenly being and welcome another one who might become a pure heavenly being.
"If he didn't have this scroll in his hand, with your character, you would definitely do it!" Master Xiang looked at Jin Yao's wandering eyes and understood Jin Yao's thoughts instantly.
"What? I just want to invite the two Confucian masters to visit the Mohist family for ten or eight years!" Jin Yao complained in a low voice.
He really wanted to kidnap Fu Nian and Yan Lu back to the Mo family's main hospital and lock them up for ten or eight years, but they were friends after all, and he couldn't do such a hard thing. It was definitely not because of what Yan Lu had in his hands.
Roll scroll.
"Now that the matter is over, my junior brother and I have also said goodbye!" Fu Nian saw Jin Yao's eyes flashing and understood the other person's thoughts instantly. He decisively led Yan Lu out of the scope of the Mo family's sword formation without even showing his back.
The one who arrived disappeared by the lakeside.
"Why are you running so fast? I just want to ask, Songhai is so far away, do you want the Mo family to give you a ride in the Suzaku?" Jin Yao muttered in a low voice.
"Do you think they will believe that you have such good intentions?" The red-haired killer looked at Jin Yao speechlessly. To be honest, if it weren't for the scroll in Yan Lu's hand, he would have wanted to take action.
"The Confucian matter has been settled, now it's the farmer's turn!" Jin Yao turned his head and looked at the disciples and calendar masters of the farmer's family, as well as the still alive heads of the various halls.
"Winning king or losing bandits, whether you want to kill or behead, please do as you please!" Master Li also stood firm and looked at Jin Yao and the Mo family.
"Life or death is your destiny. Since you have chosen, you have no regrets. Let's do it!" Tian Hu also stood up and stood in front of Master Li.
"Oh, one wrong step, one wrong step after another. Now that the big mistake has been made, we have no complaints whatever the Mo family wants to do with us. We just hope that the Mo family can let these innocent disciples go. All the faults are ours, the hall masters.
It’s the deacon’s fault!” The Zhu family also stepped forward and admitted the farmer’s mistake.
Tian Meng and Situ Wanli's eyes flickered as they glanced at the Mohist disciples around them, looking for an escape route.
The red-haired God Killer, Jing Ke, Daozhi and all the Mohist disciples also looked at Jin Yao, waiting for Jin Yao's order.
"If I am killed by Mr. San, will the farmer let me, a disciple of the Mo family, go?" Jin Yao asked, looking at Master Li and the Zhu family.
"No!" Master Li and the Zhu family shook their heads.
"The disciples of the Mohist family have a strong character and will go through thick and thin. It is impossible for the peasant family to succumb to them and annex the Mohist family. The final result will only be that the peasant family annexes the Mohist family at an absolute cost!" Zhu Jia shook his head and said, this is why he did not want it at the beginning.
Reason for consent.
"So, under the avalanche, not a single snowflake is innocent. If I were killed today, and the Mohist leader died here, they would all stand on the bones of my Mohist disciples, knocking the bones and sucking the marrow, and become the beneficiaries, so they are not innocent either.
!" Jin Yao said looking at the Zhu family.
"I understand!" Zhu Jia sighed, fell silent, and didn't press any further.
"Everyone who can leave is the only one. I'll hold him back and you guys leave quickly!" Master Li also knew the Mo family's choice and decisively drew his sword to find Jin Yao. At the same time, he ordered the peasant disciples to flee in all directions.
"Kill them all!" Jin Yao also drew his sword and gave the order.
The Mohist family has never been the Holy Mother. Every kindness must be repaid, every grudge must be repaid, and grudges must be clearly understood. Otherwise, they would not be able to lead the world.
If a farmer chooses to be the enemy of the Mohist family, he must bear the consequences of offending the Mohist family!
"Here!" The red-haired God Killer, Jing Ke and others directly issued orders to the Mohist disciples, and the God Killer Sword Formation was finally activated.
Jin Yao faced Li Shi with a half-step celestial being, while the red-haired God Killer faced Tian Meng and Tian Hu with one against two; Bandit Zhi was cruising in the periphery to prevent anyone from escaping, and Jing Ke also faced the Zhu family.
"Let the way go, otherwise she will die!" However, an accident happened.
Liu Ji caught Duan Murong. He had just taken advantage of Jin Yao and others to fight against Mr. San. He also knew that Duan Murong's status in the Mo family was unusual, especially for the bandit Zhi. Therefore, in the Moh family,
Before starting the fight with the farmer, he had already arrived behind Duan Murong.
Pirate Zhi looked at Duan Murong who was being held hostage, then at Liu Ji and Situ Wanli, and finally at Duan Murong.
"Who can you kill in front of me?" Suddenly, a scarlet sword energy slashed down directly, cutting off Liu Ji's arm holding Duan Murong at shoulder level, but not a trace of sword energy touched Duan Murong.
"Black and White Xuanjian!" Situ Wanli never expected that Black and White Xuanjian was actually from the Mo family and would help the Mo family.
And Liu Ji never expected that it would be like this. His entire arm was cut off, and the moment Duan Murong was saved, he turned around and shot three golden needles into his heart.