I'm The Emperor of All-Heavens

Chapter 411

"Wrong step, wrong step!"

Ganluo and the six finger black man are just a battlefield. Xun Fuzi, Chi Songzi and even YAN Dan are all entangled by swordsmen.

Naturally, these swordsmen can't compare with the head of a family, but their skills are also extraordinary. In the seven countries, they are enough to be invited by the prince as disciples. They are besieged by the method of military array, and the threat can't be underestimated.

In addition, the dragnet is a killer organization. How can they act aboveboard? Xun Fuzi and Chi Songzi clearly feel that there are several hidden killing intentions.

That's the real top power of the snare, brewing a fatal blow.

Seeing that the leaders of Confucianism, Taoism and Mohism were all subject to the enemy, the face of Changping king was very ugly.

He is not for his own safety. As a censor doctor and the king's relatives, he is absolutely safe, let alone worried about the life and death of hundreds of schools. Nobles in various countries have always despised these so-called schools and used them purely as chess pieces.

The key is that this time against LV Buwei, I'm afraid I'll be defeated.

In Mr. Changping's design, the normal process should be that he gathered hundreds of elites to the gate of Xianyang, and launched an academic discussion on the high hanging "Lv's spring and Autumn", which refuted LV Buwei's disciples speechless, but gave him thousands of gold, which greatly suppressed LV Buwei's prestige, and then stimulated LV Buwei to send a net of heaven and earth, Let all schools deal with the killer group, and Chu forces beat them hard in the court, so that the king can see their ability and rely on them more from now on.

The whole plan is undoubtedly beautiful, but the first step has not yet started, it is stillborn.

Every word of gold is a false shot. After attracting the leaders of all schools of thought, they encircle the world at the first time, and then take YAN Dan as the starting point to directly attack.

This is Daqin! LV Buwei is the Prime Minister of the Qin Dynasty!

Under the name of one person and above ten thousand people, it is actually the military and political power. It is the real power holder!

Such existence and the formulation of rules will not be bound by the rules and really debate Lu's spring and Autumn period?

A word of gold, but no one dares to change a word!

"Elder martial brother, it seems that we are going to escape back to xiaoshengxian villa this time. Do you want to take refuge in Korea first? Oh, forget it, my father will kill me..."

Seeing the sword waving and killing, Han Fei, the youngest, was very optimistic. He seemed to stand out among the pale Confucian disciples.

"Lv Buwei! The state of Qin!"

LISS was also not as frightened as other students. What appeared in his eyes was a strange glow, with a faint vision.

This is a country with great power!

This is the strongest of the seven countries, the Qin of tiger and wolf!

Of course, he is not Liu Bang. He will not directly shout "a big husband should be like this", let alone Xiang Yu. He does not dare to directly give birth to the idea that "he must be taken and replaced", but a flame has been buried in his chest.

But at least get through it first.

In this regard, both liss and Han Fei have confidence in teachers.

"Confucianism and Mohism are two prominent schools. What a big name, but that's all!"

The portly Sikong horse slowly moved to the gate of the mansion, with his fat arms around his chest and overlooking the whole situation.

Hundreds of schools of thought have spread for hundreds of years, and some schools have been lost. Among the twelve most enduring schools, I'm afraid the most loser is the famous one.

Even the Gongsun family can only rely on the theory of white horse and non horse, and barely maintain its reputation. In the cultivation of "thinking about Tao and changing heaven", it is difficult to succeed in the first three layers, which can be described as sacrificing the original and taking the end.

So at this moment, Sikong Ma was so happy when he saw that Confucianism and Mohism were shriveled.

"Mohist Yan Jia, Confucian Haoran, Taoist dream butterfly!"

But just then, a low, hoarse voice, unable to recognize the age of men and women, suddenly came into his ears.

"Who?"

Sikong Ma's face changed rapidly.

"Tai Chi, Xuanyi, yin and Yang!"

The voice was ethereal and seemed to come from an infinite distance.

"Is it the Eastern Emperor Taiyi of Yin Yang family?"

In Sikong's horse's eyes, the fine awn appeared and said tentatively, "what does your excellency mean?"

However, the voice had no response, as if it had never appeared.

"Mohist Yan Jia, Confucian Haoran, Taoist dream of butterflies... The art of dreaming of butterflies?"

Sikong Ma did not dare to neglect, repeated it, contacted various classics, looked into the field, and his eyes showed a fierce look.

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Xianyang city is still noisy, and discussions about Lu's spring and autumn can be seen everywhere. Ordinary people don't know what kind of confrontation is breaking out in the remote residence in the west of the city.

"Cover the sun! Cut off water! Get out!"

When the war turned white hot, two swords flashed at Xingchi and stabbed Xun Fuzi and Chi Songzi.

The two killers who had endured for a long time finally came out with their swords.

They are all dressed in coarse linen and have ordinary faces, but their swords are very extraordinary. They cover the day and cut the waves. The sword spirit has not arrived. The extreme sword intention has made Xunzi and Chi Songzi fly and hunt in their clothes.

King Yue's eight swords! Unparalleled sharpness!

In the spring and Autumn period, Gou Jian, the king of Yue, asked the workers to use the white horse and white ox to worship the God of Kunwu. They collected gold and cast it into the essence of the eight swords.

One day, the sun is covered and the sword is used to point to the sun, so the light is as dark as possible. The two people cut off the water and paddle with it. The water boils but does not match.

The two swords that appear at this moment are the legendary two magic weapons.

Swords that do not rank in the sword spectrum and unknown assassins are real killing moves when combined. They will see blood when they come out.

The most sinister was the snare killer besieged before. He immediately turned to the Confucian disciples and cut off all vitality with his fierce sword.

"Old is not cold, there is no way to know pines and cypresses, things are not difficult, there is no way to know a gentleman!"

Fortunately, at this time, Xun Fuzi also really showed his master's ability. He spread his wide robes and sleeves, chanted loudly, and a breath of peace, sincerity and vastness rushed straight to the sky and earth.

Confucius said to be benevolent and Meng said to take righteousness. One is the main road and the other is the power to protect the road.

In a world of great controversy, even Confucianism, which advocates the goodness of human nature, must have the power of self-protection.

Noble righteousness is the basis of their battle.

When master Xun spread his sleeves, he not only gave birth to a wall of Qi that was as solid as the essence, excluding all the hostility of the snare killer, but also infected all Confucian students with a spirit of fearlessness in the face of danger. He read aloud: "a gentleman with virtue and a villain with strength!"

At that time, the surging sound surged into the sky. The experienced snare killer found that the seemingly nihilistic righteous Qi turned into a real Qi barrier full of emptiness and blocked in front of him.

"Kill!"

They are indeed villains who exert power in the eyes of Confucianism, but villains can also move with unparalleled sharp blades. Relying on their lofty righteousness alone, they can only stop for a while.

However, what Confucianism wants to strive for is only for a while.

"Heaven and earth coexist with me, and all things are one with me!"

The red pine seed Taoist robe moved, and the Taiji yin-yang fish turned. His legs slowly retracted and sat in the air. Xueji sword, the sixth in the sword spectrum, was across his knees. A dreamy butterfly flapped its wings and flew out of thin air.

Dream butterfly escape!

A hundred years ago, Zhuang Zhou, the top master of Taoism, left an article on Qi Wu, in which he mentioned that this is also illusory and true. The magical method of dreaming butterflies changes space, shape and position.

However, Taoism controls all things with the way of heaven, and does everything. This technique can not be launched out of thin air. It needs the help of other media. At this time, Haoran Zhengqi has become the medium for the escape of dreambutterflies.

Xunzi stroked his long beard and Chi Songzi nodded slightly. Although he cooperated for the first time, the two great masters were also tempered and had a very tacit understanding. Everyone's body began to change, as if to become a butterfly and fly away from here.

But to dispel and shake the butterfly, you don't have to be rich.

"Stay!"

This scene completely stimulated the snare killers, especially the sword owners of the eight swords of the king of Yue, who unexpectedly appeared again and killed in all directions.

Naganluo's eyes were cold, the sword light of the industrial city tilted, and the strange ripples rippled. They only felt dizzy and confused, but they were dizzy and took the initiative to meet the past.

The eighth move in spring and autumn! The husband is happy and the heart is comfortable!

The essence of this move comes from musicians and is aimed at Yan Prince Dan.

After all, the three Confucian, Taoist and Mohist families left behind, which is the place of righteousness. To help YAN Dan, this is to beat the snake and seven inches.

Unexpectedly, YAN Dan's face was calm and unaffected. He stepped back directly.

Ganluo looked puzzled until another killer stabbed the sword into Yandan's back with a lightning speed, and the sound was the sound of gold and iron.

"Yan Jia?"

The real YAN Dan had been replaced long ago. It was Yan Jia of the Mohist school who stayed in the house.

"Damn it!"

Ganluo's face sank.

He tried his best to gain a little upper hand, but the six finger black man not only reserved, took care of the overall situation with ease, but also avoided worries at home. He has been divided!

"It is worthy of being a scholar, Taoist and Mohist who has flourished for hundreds of years. Indeed, there are many strange moves!"

Seeing that Ganluo and the killer group were unable to stop the three families from escaping, Sikong Ma clapped his palm, but burst into laughter: "come out! Invincible! Ground breaking Saburo!"

Boom!

As soon as the voice began, the ground of the whole mansion was shocked violently, the Earth Dragon turned over, and a huge object broke through the earth and hit the real Qi barrier transformed into Haoran Zhengqi.

Poof!

How could flesh and blood resist such an impact? The Confucianists' blood spurted wildly and flew out in all directions. Xun Fuzi and Chi Songzi were shocked. Their faces appeared pale and blood flowed from the corners of their mouths. They had just completed half of the dream butterfly escape——

Broken!

The three families were not given the chance to respond again. Sima Kong showed a ferocious look and shouted wildly:

"Take it all!"

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Half an hour later, the prime minister's residence.

Wei Xuan sat on the table, filled with bamboo slips, distinguished by seven colors. He looked at them carefully and sketched his memory. His actions were like clouds and flowing water. He didn't stop for a moment.

Even if there were hurried footsteps outside, he didn't lift his head and asked casually, "what happened?"

"Report to the great commander. The second commander will take master Xun of Confucianism, a group of students, the six finger black Xia of Mohism and the red pine son of Taoist Tianzong, and wait for them to come down!"

When the slightly happy voice of his subordinates sounded, Wei Xuan suddenly raised his head. There was no happy look between his eyebrows, but his pupils contracted: "the leader of the three schools of Confucianism, Mohism and Taoism was captured by me?"

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