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Chapter 850 The power of that sword, the darkness of Chen Cang


"Chop" "Chop" "Chop" After three swords in a row, a mouthful of blood spurted out of Kong Deru's mouth, and after the blood was sprinkled on the bamboo slips, he suddenly knelt on his knees and shouted: "Please protect the ancestors of the unfilial children of future generations, Deru knelt and worshipped."

At this time, more than 2,000 kilometers away in the Confucian Mansion in Qufu, the statue of Confucius enshrined in the Confucius Ancestral Hall suddenly emerged with a cloud of light, and the peaceful aura of the Holy Way rose straight to the sky, and the people who were sleeping in the Confucian Mansion were awakened one after another, and this scene had not appeared for many years.

The archdeacon wore clothes and had a blue face, frowned and said: "Which direct descendant of the Kong family is in trouble, and there are only five people who can invite the ancestors, you should quickly contact and see who is in trouble."

"Yes, Archdeacon" In the manor, in front of the kneeling Kong Deru, the bamboo slip suddenly floated up, and then suddenly a phantom jumped out of it, the phantom had a strange ugly face and a long beard over the chest, wearing a white robe, his hair was pulled up high, he was holding a brush in his hand, and his eyes exuded a strange coercion.

As soon as the phantom of "poof" came out, first of all, Li Yan, who did not have any cultivation in his body, and the old housekeeper trembled and fell to the ground at the same time, and then Xu Rui gritted his teeth and stiffened up without moving, Li Mo Nian was the same, Xiang Que was suddenly sweating like rain, and an extremely strong coercion made him bear it The almost irresistible oppression, that is the sense of oppression that Sage Kong brought to him.

"My Taoist disciples worship heaven and earth, worship ghosts and gods, believe in Sanqing, although you Confucius is a saint, but to me is neither a teacher nor an ancestor, why should I worship you?"

Xiang Missing's fingertips slashed on the blade of the sword, and the blood beads dripped down the long point onto the tip of the sword, and he suddenly pointed the sword upwards and said, "Offend Kong."

I wouldn't dare to be a saint, but it's not a big rebellion to break the remnant soul condensed by your holy qi······" "Chop" instantly rose sharply towards the momentum of the shortage, and instantly surpassed the peak state, and he used the blood sacrifice to forcefully summon all the evil qi contained in the white god-killing sword.

"Xiang Lack you are too much, my ancestor Confucius, you dare to offend, you are crazy" Kong Dejing jumped a little anxiously, she said in a sharp voice: "You stop, we don't care, this time you win" If Xiang Que really breaks the remnant soul of Confucius, Kong Deru is basically equivalent to losing half a life, this is definitely a lose-lose situation, Xiang Que may not care, but they can't.

"You said you would take it, but your mouth was open?"

Xiang Que didn't care about Kong Dejing's call with a yin face, waved the long sword in his hand, and fell straight down from the sky, the evil qi revealed by the long sword made the world almost change color, and when the evil qi was about to leave after the tip of the sword was revealed, Xiang Que's wrist suddenly lightened With a light twist, the direction changed, and the sky-high evil qi actually grazed through Kong Deru and rushed straight towards Li Yan, who was crawling on the ground.

Yes, Xiang Que's sword didn't intend to break through the illusion of the Confucius saint from the beginning, because even if he hit with all his strength, I am afraid that he will not be able to move the virtual image of Confucius, unless it is replaced by Lao Dao or Yu Qiuyang, it is difficult to shake the power of the saint with Xiang Que, and what Xiang Que wants is bluff When people thought that he still wanted to target Kong Deru, he changed direction and swept towards Li Yan, who was oppressed to the ground by Confucius's holy power.

Compared with the brothers and sisters of the Kong family, killing Li Yan is the ultimate appeal.

At the moment, a few stunned eyes looked at Li Yan, because no one thought that Xiang Que had thought before he made a move, and he was still thinking about killing Li Yan at this time.

Li Yan looked blankly at the few people who were focusing their eyes on him, because he couldn't detect the wisp of evil qi that was rushing towards him.

"Young Master·······" Li Mo screamed in shock.

"Boom" Li Yan's last thought came to his senses, Xiang Que still wanted to kill him, but as soon as this thought passed, Li Yan suddenly lost consciousness, and his limbs became torn apart in an instant, even when the soul that had just left the body after death had not yet produced spiritual intelligence waited, and it quietly disappeared.

Li Yan, in the end, was still slashed to death by Xiang Que with a sword in silence, maybe he didn't react until he died, at this critical moment, Xiang Que gave up Kong Deru and pointed the long sword at himself, because what Li Yan thought was that Xiang Que had to fight the Kong family at least to get rid of it It's possible that he is sleepy, if he kills himself, what else will he use to block the Kong family brothers and sisters from attacking again.

"Puff" Xiang Xiang had collapsed after missing a sword, and he was planted on the ground, and the previous injuries and the full strength of the sword had almost made him a state of exhaustion.

After the stunned Kong Deru was stunned, his face changed uncertainly, and a wisp of Confucius's remnant soul quietly dispersed, Kong Deru raised the bamboo slip in his hand, thinking about whether he should start next.

At this moment, Li Moonian, who had been confronting Xu Rui, suddenly jumped out very quickly.

Xu Rui hesitated, but after all, he didn't catch up, walked to Xiang Que's side, looked at Kong Deru and Kong Dejing, and said, "Do you still want to fight to the death, and never die?"

” Kong Deru smiled with a gloomy face: "What else is he fighting with me, he is out of strength, he can't stand up, isn't killing him like killing a chicken and a dog?"

Xiang Que gasped and licked his chapped lips, and said disdainfully: "Then you try again, if I die, can I still pull one of your two brothers and sisters as a backdrop."

"Hum" At this time, the long sword on the ground trembled, and then floated in Xiang Que's hand, he immediately stretched out his hand and swiped lightly, a gap in front of him cracked, and Xiang Que shouted at the Yin Cao Difu: "Uncle Shi······" A moment later, Yu Qiuyang stepped out of the underworld with an expressionless face, followed by Kong Decheng's ghost.

Yu Qiuyang put his hands behind his back, and his eyes lightly swept down Kong Deru and Kong Decheng and said: "I won't interfere in the fight between you, but go back and tell you the old people of the Confucian Mansion, young people fight and kill that is the business of young people, if the old thing dares to jump out, don't blame our people from Gujingguan for treating you."

All the young children outside the Confucian Mansion will be killed, start fairly, we won't care about the competition, it's another matter to bully the small, after all, who doesn't have a few old things, and as for how your family died, you can ask him yourself."

After Yu Qiuyang finished speaking, he turned around and returned to the underworld, leaving a sentence before the figure disappeared: "The sword, you keep it, don't insult it" Kong Decheng sighed and said: "Brother Confucius, Sister Jing is my unsuccessful weapon, and Li Yan put it in the place, let him be used as a gun, although I died in the hands of Xiang Que, but the culprits are Li Yan and my junior brother Li Mo Nian·······