Broken Confucianism!
One of the three slaves around Po Jiutian, the leader of Po Tianzong.
Be loyal to the broken nine days all your life!
The most important thing is to break the martial arts and Taoism realm of Confucianism, but in the realm of true God and nine heaven!
It is only half a step away from the Legendary God King. It is also respected by the world as the God King of half a step!
Among the roaring winds, people immediately saw a figure of earthy yellow in the center of the wing room.
Half step God King, broken Confucianism!
He was dressed in a khaki robe and his body was very straight. Although he had white hair and beard, he had a ruddy complexion and momentum. He didn''t look old at all.
On his face, with a touch of indifferent smile, this posture shows the demeanor of half step God King.
"I''m happy with my yellow clothes. It seems that it''s really him, broken Confucianism!
It is also said that he is the most cruel and ruthless one around Po Jiutian! "Huo Junyi secretly exclaimed in his heart.
Huo Jun was still nervous when he raised his eyes again to the man who had concluded the master servant contract with himself.
The emergence of broken Confucianism should never let him go.
But he was worried about Huo Junyi. The man urged the master and servant to mark and drag himself to be buried.
"Confucianism!"
"Confucianism!"
Seeing the broken Confucian show up, broken you and broken Xu immediately shouted respectfully to him.
Although he was a slave to their father, the two brothers always respected him very much.
After all, this is the elder who watched them grow up.
Love is like a relative.
"Hmm!" hearing the cry of the two behind him, Po Ru smiled and nodded.
As he appeared, the previous howling wind in the room gradually subsided.
With his hands pinned behind him, Po Ru looked up at the stone maple in front of him, calmly opened his mouth and said, "boy, go aside from the abandoned Dantian and kneel for three hours and leave."
"This! How can this work!"
"Yes! How can this work, Rupert!"
Hearing that Confucian saying, the broken you and the broken Xu disagreed.
"This is not a famous ruthless man. Why, it''s different from what you heard in the legend?" Huo Junyi whispered to himself.
"You two boys!" hearing the words of Po you and Po Xu, Po Ru said with a smile.
Then he said, "have you forgotten what day it is today?"
"Today?"
"Oh, it''s fifteen today!" Po Xu said in surprise.
The expression on this face seemed to understand something at once.
It is said that the ruthless and hot broken Confucianism in the center of the rumor, for some reason, doesn''t kill animals and only eats vegetarians at the 15th of each month.
It''s like a man with a story.
"So it is!" Po you is also surprised.
Then, he and Po Xu looked at the man again, and Po you said again: "today''s 15th, this boy is very lucky!
Rube, I''ll torture the boy after he abandoned the elixir field. Can you? I promise I won''t kill him! "
"Oh, since the second young master said so, it''s natural." Po Ru nodded with a smile.
Then he spoke again and said to Shi Feng in a tone of no refusal:
"Well, let''s waste the Dantian! You''re lucky today. You''ve had a good day."
When Po Ru said this, Po you and Po Xu both nodded their heads secretly.
But Shi Feng, whose face has been calm and indifferent, suddenly grinned disdainfully and said, "old thing, is the performance over?"
"Zheng! Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!" when he said these words, suddenly, he heard the sound of swords echoing constantly.
He saw an ancient sword constantly appearing around him.
"Why? Do you still want to resist in front of me?" seeing the strange appearance in front of me, Po Ru said.
Then he looked at the ancient sword that showed Shi Feng''s whole body. He smiled even more and said, "so many divine swords are sacrificed on a heavy Tianpin level. Do you think more swords can defeat me? Hum, it''s stupid!"
At the same time, Po Ru stretched out his hand directly.
In the next moment, the air around Shi Feng surged up and turned into a big hand condensed by the air flow, which had surrounded Shi Feng''s body.
Then, pinch!
"I''ll show you the power of empty hands on the 15th of today!" Po Ru said again.
"Break the void!" when Huo Junyi heard the words "empty hand", his face changed again.
It seems that the empty hand of the broken Confucianism is not simple, but it is famous.
However, Shi Feng would not take this in his eyes. The sword Jue moved, and soon the 100 swords around him moved wildly.
The big hand he caught suddenly turned into nothingness under his hundred swords.
"Huh?"
"Huh?"
"Huh?"
"Huh?"
At this moment, I saw the faces of broken Confucianism, broken tour, broken Xu and Huo Junyi change.
The four faces seemed as if they had seen a ghost at this moment.
"How could this happen? Could it be that this empty hand just teased him first? The real killing move is behind?"
Huo Junyi said secretly.
If the empty hand is really broken by that man, he Huo Junyi really doesn''t believe it.
"What''s going on?"
"He broke the power of an empty hand?"
Broken travel and broken Xu shouted in surprise.
Others were surprised, but also at a loss.
At this moment, the most frightening thing in my heart is the broken Confucian himself.
He was shocked at this moment and said in his heart:
"How... How possible! How possible! How could he break my empty hand so easily!"
"Sword!"
Then the people heard another young, cold voice, drinking from the other''s mouth.
The hundred swords that crisscrossed Shi Feng''s body immediately flew away towards the broken Confucian.
It was also at this time that Po Ru felt a palpitating force killing him. Even his body was shaking uncontrollably.
Po Ru understood that this was not the power he could resist.
He doesn''t understand, but it''s just a hundred flying swords of a heavy Tianpin level. Under the control of this young man, why does it produce such a powerful sword power?
The young man''s martial arts realm is really the six God''s heaven!
Even if he hides the real realm with his secret treasure, he can''t see through it.
But, true God nine heavy heaven, enough?
But... But the power of a hundred swords is more than that.
This is the power beyond the true God.
In the face of a hundred swords, the body of the broken Confucian keeps regressing. At the same time, it has run the strongest strength of the whole body to protect the body.
But the next moment, a hundred swords reached him faster, and a sword cut into his flesh in an instant.
The power of his operation is simply irresistible.
"Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!" more and more swords came, constantly cutting or stabbing his flesh, howling in pain and howling from the broken Confucian mouth.
The people in the wing room felt bursts of panic and uneasiness.
The smiling face was already full of extreme pain and panic.