Chapter 850: The might of that sword, darkened Chen Cang
"cut"
"cut"
"cut"
After three consecutive swords, Kong Deru spewed a mouthful of blood from his mouth. After the blood was sprinkled on the bamboo slips, he suddenly knelt on both knees and shouted: "Please protect the unfilial children of later generations, and Deru kneeled down and bowed down."
At this time, a light suddenly appeared in the Confucius statue worshipped in the Confucius Temple in Qufu, more than 2,000 kilometers away. The peaceful aura of the holy path rose straight into the sky, and the sleeping people in the Confucius Mansion were all over the place.
Wake up, this scene has not happened for many years.
The deacon, wearing a blue-clothed face, frowned and said, "Which direct descendant of the Kong family is in trouble? Only five people can invite the ancestors. You can contact us quickly and see who is in trouble."
"Yes, the great deacon"
In the manor, in front of Kong Deru who was kneeling down, the bamboo slip suddenly floated up, and then a phantom suddenly jumped out of it. The phantom looked ugly and long bearded over the chest, wearing a white robe, with high hair in her hand
Holding a brush, a sense of invisible pressure emanated from his eyes.
"Plop"
As soon as the phantom appeared, Li Yan and the old housekeeper, who had no practice, trembled and fell to the ground at the same time. Then Xu Rui gritted his teeth and thrust his body without moving. Li Mo Nian was the same, and Xiang Que suddenly sweated.
As rained, an extremely powerful pressure made him withstand almost irresistible suppression. It was the oppression that Saint Kong brought to him.
"My Taoist children worship the heaven and earth, respect ghosts and gods, believe in the Three Pure Ones. Although Confucius is a saint, he is neither a teacher nor an ancestor to me. Why should I worship you?" Xiang Que's fingertips "swish" on the sword blade
With a stroke, the blood bead dripped along the sword point. He suddenly pointed the sword upward and said, "I dare not offend Saint Kong, but breaking the residual soul condensed by your holy energy is not a big deal."
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The momentum of Xiangque's momentum rose rapidly in an instant, and instantly surpassed the peak state. He used the Blood Sacrifice to forcefully summon all the evil aura contained in Bai Qi's Killing Sword.
"Xiang Que, you are too much. My ancestor Confucius, you dare to offend me. Are you crazy?" Kong Dejing jumped a little anxiously. She said in a sharp voice: "Stop, let's leave, let's not care, you will win this time
It's gone"
If Xiang Quezhen destroys Confucius' remnant soul, Confucius Deru will basically lose half his life. This is definitely a situation where both sides suffer. Xiang Que may not care, but they cannot.
"You just want to stop, you're consecrated?" Xiang Que's face turned gloomy and ignored Kong Dejing's cry. He waved the sword in his hand and slashed straight down from the sky. The evil aura exuded by the sword made the world almost do.
The color changed. When the evil aura came out of the sword tip, Xiang Que's wrist suddenly twisted slightly, and the direction changed accordingly. The evil aura that soared into the sky actually passed through Kong Deru and crawled on the ground.
Li Yan rushed over.
Yes, Xiang Que's sword had no intention of breaking the phantom of Saint Kong from the beginning, because even if he had a full blow, he would probably not be able to touch the virtual statue of Confucius. Unless it was replaced by the old Taoist or Yu Qiuyang, it would be similar to Xiang Que.
It is difficult to shake the power of the saint. What Xiangque wants is bluffing, which makes people think that he still wants to target Confucius Deru, he changed direction and swept towards Li Yan, who was oppressed by Confucius's saint power.
Comparing with the Kong brothers and sisters, the final demand is to kill Li Yan.
"Swish" instantly, several shocked gazes looked at Li Yan, because no one expected that Xiang Que would take action before he was still thinking about killing Li Yan at this time.
Li Yan looked at the few people who were concentrating on him in a daze, because he could not notice the evil spirit that was rushing towards him.
"Young Master..." Li Mo Nian shouted in shock.
"Boom" Li Yan's last thought came to his senses. Xiang Que was still thinking about killing him, but just after this thought, Li Yan suddenly lost consciousness, and his limbs became fragmented in an instant.
Even when the soul that had just left the body after death had not yet produced spiritual intelligence, it was quietly destroyed.
Li Yan was still killed by Xiang Que silently. Maybe he didn't react until his death. At this critical moment, Xiang Que gave up Kong Deru and pointed his sword at himself, because Li
What Yan was thinking was that Xiang Que had to at least fight the Kong family to get out of trouble. If he killed himself, what would he use to block the Kong brothers and sisters from taking action again?
After "Pu" Xiang Que's sword passed, he was exhausted and fell to the ground. His previous injuries and this full-strength sword almost made him feel exhausted.
After the shocked Kong Deru was stunned, his face changed in a volatile manner. A wisp of Confucius' soul dissipated quietly. Kong Deru raised the bamboo slip in his hand, thinking about whether he should do it next.
"Swish" At this moment, Li Mo Nian, who had been confronting Xu Rui, suddenly jumped out very quickly.
Xu Rui hesitated for a while, but he didn't catch up. He walked to Xiang Que and looked at Kong Deru and Kong Dejing and said, "Is it still going to fight to the death, and never stop until I die?"
Kong Deru smiled with a sinister face: "What else he has to fight with me? He has lost all his strength and can't stand up. Isn't killing him just like killing a native chicken and a tile dog?"
Xiangque gasped and licked his chapped lips, and said contemptuously: "Then try again, can I still pull one of you two siblings as a cushion if I die?"
"Buzz" At this time, the long sword on the ground trembled and then floated in Xiang Que's hand. He then reached out and gently stroked it, a crack in front of him cracked, and shouted towards the underworld: "Uncle Master...
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After a moment, Yu Qiuyang stepped out of the underworld with a expressionless face, followed by Kong Decheng's dead soul behind him.
Yu Qiuyang held his hands behind his back, glanced at Kong Deru and Kong Decheng with a faint look and said, "I won't interfere in the fight between you, but when I go back, I tell you the old people in the Confucius Mansion that fighting and killing young people is the business of young people.
If something dares to pop up, don't blame us Gujingguan for killing all the young children outside your Confucius Mansion. We will not care about the competition fairly. It would be a different matter if we bully the small by bullying the small. After all, who is
There are not many old people in the house, and as for how your family dies, please ask him yourself."
After Yu Qiuyang said that, he turned around and returned to the underworld. Before his figure disappeared, he left a sentence: "Sword, keep it, don't humiliate it."
Kong Decheng sighed and said, "Brother Ru, Sister Jing is my incompetent weapon and was put on a trick by Li Yan, and he was used as a gun. Although I died in Xiang Que's hands, the culprit was Li Yanhe
My junior brother Li Mo Nian…”
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