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Chapter 1749 A strong Confucian! Is there a saint in Confucianism?

This huge power fluctuation is like a torch in the dark night, exploding in an instant and attracting the attention of all parties!

"what happened!"

"Look above Pyongyang City, there is a confrontation between strong men!"

In the Qing army camp outside the city, Huang Taiji, Liu Xuan, Mr. Fan, and the masters of Taoist Buddhism all looked here, all with shocked expressions on their faces.

"Is there such a strong person in Pyongyang City?"

"Is it the ancestral realm or the half-ancestral realm?"

Of course, the figure of "Fujinami Miyachi" naturally fell into everyone's eyes.

"That's the Grand Priest of the Ise Shrine! The scepter in his hand must be the Scepter of Sun Power! It represents the supreme authority of the Great God of Japan!" ??

Someone sneered in a low voice, "The man opposite him is unknown, but he has the aura of literature and incense, but he is quite interesting..."

As soon as these words came out, many people's faces changed slightly, naturally they thought of the previous attack on the camp!

And at this moment.

In the sky above the Confucian Temple, when the smoke cleared, a middle-aged Confucian scholar with a deep breath was revealed. His breath penetrated the sky, and invisible power fluctuations protected the entire Confucian Temple!

"Japanese?"

At this moment, the middle-aged Confucian scholar's face was not good-looking, his eyes flashed with anger, and he looked at the Japanese figure holding a scepter in the air, unable to conceal the murderous intention in his heart.

If he hadn't taken action in time just now, the entire Confucian Temple would have been destroyed!

As a symbol of Confucianism, once it is damaged, the impact on Confucianism will be unimaginable.

More importantly, the moment he was forced to show up, it undoubtedly completely exposed the strength that Confucianism had always hidden!

The plan of sitting on the mountain and watching the tiger fight was completely ruined!

Especially in the direction where he sensed the Qing army's camp, the suspicious looks of those strong men made the middle-aged Confucian scholar feel indescribably worse.

And at this time.

Yang Fan looked calm at the Confucian Temple

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The middle-aged Confucian scholar who appeared in the sky, such a strong man, was actually hiding behind him. It was obvious what Li was thinking!

However, the mixed atmosphere of Confucianism and Confucianism, God and Godlessness, made Yang Fan feel an instinctive disgust.

"I am Fujinami Miyachi! I didn't expect that there would be a strong person like you in Confucianism!"

Yang Fan looked at the middle-aged Confucian scholar and said calmly, "Say your name. As long as you are willing to join me in Japan, I can make the decision for you to establish a god in the shrine and enjoy the incense of all people!"

"Although you are serving my God."

He actually directly recruited the other party as "Fujiha Miyachi", "But it's better than you being buried with this Li family!"

As soon as these words came out, Li Hao's face in the Pyongyang Palace couldn't help but turn ugly.

"A mere slave wants to recruit me? What a big joke!"

However, in the face of these words, the middle-aged Confucian scholar gave out a sarcastic sneer, "With the scepter in your hand and the somewhat broken authority, do you really think that you are invincible?"

"If you are wise, retreat quickly! Otherwise, this is where you will be buried!"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar warned.

"hehe."

Yang Fan smiled, waved his scepter, and the bright sun immediately radiated infinite brilliance, "Buried place? You are the first one who dares to say this to me! You really don't know the current affairs!"

"In that case, let's see who is buried here first!"

"Anyone who blocks the road will be killed!"

Boom!

Yang Fan's figure was as fast as lightning, and he flew towards the middle-aged Confucian scholar in an instant. On the top of the scepter, the huge sun disk was like a giant hammer, slamming towards the middle-aged Confucian scholar's head!

What if

If it is smashed hard, the stars in the sky will fall apart, let alone the human body!

"snort!"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar had an ugly face. Seeing such a brutal blow, he knew that it was impossible for the opponent to retreat on his own, so he could only passively respond, "I blame you for seeking death!"

"Holy Light of the Confucian Temple!"

He shouted lowly and pulled his hand downwards!

boom!

A faint light suddenly rose from the Confucian Temple in the city, densely intertwined, and there seemed to be many intertwined breaths of holy meaning in the air, forming a huge lighthouse!

Above the lighthouse, the light shines brightly!

The middle-aged Confucian scholar suddenly grabbed it, like a supreme god holding boundless order!

He just heard him yell: "Wen is messing with all laws!"

Following this shout, Yang Fan instantly felt the power of order around him change violently, and a strong sense of disorder strongly disturbed the Sunlight Wheel!

Twisted and chaotic!

The Sunlight Celestial Wheel seems to have been severely disturbed, and its power has been greatly weakened, less than one-third of its full strength!

On the contrary, under the blessing of the holy light of the Confucian Temple, the aura of the middle-aged Confucian scholar, who was originally slightly weak, suddenly lifted up, as if he was facing an ancestral state!

"My Confucianism is the first religion in the world!"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar's muscles suddenly burst his coat. The holy light of the Confucian Temple fell on him, and it turned out to be like a huge armor. He raised his fist brazenly and struck at the scepter in Yang Fan's hand!

Boom boom boom!

The two forces collided suddenly!

For a moment, Qi Jin tore through the void, forming huge cracks that spread for hundreds of miles.

The figures of Yang Fan and the middle-aged Confucian scholar kept intertwining in the sky, sometimes flashing in different places. The shadows of their fists and sticks collided violently, making bursts of thunder!

You know, whoever holds the scepter of the sun at this moment can

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It was not Fujinami Miyachi, but Yang Fan. Although he did not exert any other power, the power of the scepter in his hand was pushed to the extreme!

The two actually fought evenly!

This shows how powerful this middle-aged Confucian scholar is!

However, Yang Fan could feel that the other party relied on external forces instead of his own strength. The source of the other party's power was on the layer of holy light of the Confucian Temple covering the other party!

From the holy light, he actually felt the power of many holy ways at the same time, and there was a faint trace of holy power!

If not for this, Yang Fan might have killed this man with his staff long ago!

What's more important is that he actually felt the cultural and spiritual power in his body, whether it was "education", "Chinese", or "Shenxiang", it seemed that he was craving for it!

Especially "Shenxiang" seems to want to take these powers of the Holy Way as its own!

However, when he tried to forcibly intercept the opponent's Holy Light of the Confucian Temple with the Sun Power Scepter, suddenly, the Holy Light of the Confucian Temple suddenly burst out, and Yang Fan instantly felt a sense of crisis!

Buzz!

However, the holy light seemed to be locked on him, shooting towards him from a distance!

"Holy! Holy! Holy!"

Before the Holy Light arrives, the alarm bells in Yang Fan's heart are already ringing!

"Is it possible that there are any saints in Confucianism?!"

An unprecedented sense of threat burst out from Yang Fan's heart!

He shouted without hesitation: "Today, I will spare your life for now. When the Japanese army comes here, your Li family will be cut off and you will be cut off from the sacrifice of Confucianism!"

Thinking of this, he activated his thoughts without hesitation, and the Sun Quan Scepter suddenly dissolved into the void, and his figure sank directly into it, and fled straight towards the Japanese army camp!

"Fujinami Miyachi, it's time for you to sacrifice yourself this time!"

I hope Amaterasu Omikami behind you can be more reliable!


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