Knowing the Hou Mansion, Liu Ruoxi stood holding a wooden box, placed it on the table, opened the wooden box, and the stone-blue Wuhou suit appeared. E "┡ Novel WWW" W. 1XIAOSHUO. COM

Ning Chen took off his plain clothes, put on Wuhou clothes, and immediately took the silence of Qiushui to leave.

The Confucian Dragon Garden, with strict arrays waiting, the three palm lords looked dignified, and everyone knew that the Commander had returned, and would definitely make a big move for Xia Ziyi.

Thousands of people were deceived by Guang Luqing and others, and stayed outside the Dragon Garden, waiting to persuade Wuhou who was perplexed.

When the wind is low, the stone blue figure appears, step by step, leading to a murderous opportunity, the alien Dapeng appears in the sky, and the roar is screaming.

Qiu Shui's silence was dim and dull, only the full of murderous opportunity, the angry and unstoppable Ning Chen, the whole body's murderous spirit reached the point of fear of the gods and ghosts, and the sky thundered and thundered, constantly wailing.

"Master Wuhou, don't be obsessed with ignorance and devastate Zhongliang for the reincarnation of Pluto." An old man came out with courage and shouted.

Wuhou Zhongyi of the past dynasties spent his whole life to protect the people of Daxia. Therefore, although the people present were somewhat afraid, they were not too afraid.

However, they were all wrong.

Ning Chen did not stop, the sword passed by, and the body of the blocking person slammed open, blood bones flying.

The stone-blue Wuhou suit hunts with the wind. At this moment, it is cold and ruthless, and it is frightening.

Wuhou Zhongyi, except for one person.

Ning Chen is only willing to protect these people, only because the people he cares about, care for these people.

However, they are worthless than the people he cares about!

Xia Ziyi was forced into the devil, and the anger in Ning Chen's heart was completely aroused, and there was no trace of kindness.

"escape"

This is the only thought in all Baixin's minds. The panicked people are extremely frightened.

Within the Dragon Garden, Guang Luqing and others were also shocked by this **** scene. They did not expect that Zhiminghou really dared to massacre civilians.

They wanted to trap their pace with benevolence, but they didn't expect that Zhiminghou would be so cold and ruthless.

The stone-green figure walked into the Dragon Garden, glanced at Guangqing and other ministers of the Confucianism, without any words, Qiushui flashed a stream of streamer, and the people disappeared.

"Uh"

The head flies up, the blood rushes to the sky, the autumn water kills, and the red Yan Jianfeng.

"Knowing your destiny, how dare you kill the imperial court minister" Guangluqing's pupils were frightened and roared with anger.

There is no answer, only Jian Feng is desperate, Qiushui waved past, killing awe-inspiring.

"Mr. Zhiming, this is the place of my Confucianism, Mo Yao is too presumptuous!"

A three-foot green front appeared, and before the autumn water, the sound of knocking sounded, and the fire was splashing.

Confucian soldier Zhang Zun appeared, followed by two palm Zun rites and music.

The three ancestors emerged, powerful coercion came, and together they pressed the breath to the young figure ahead.

The figure of Kuang Lan and Rang Lang didn't move like a mountain. At the next moment, the figure disappeared, and the sword's intention screamed violently.

Lizhangzun bears the brunt of it, the judge pen caught Jianfeng, but couldn't catch the surging sword, and flew out with a bang.

"Four Tones Awaken the World, the Sky is Destroyed"

Lezhang Zun moved the four strings of the pipa in his hand.

Ning Chen's feet moved, the earth was tumbling, and each piece was erected, turning into a loess barrier, blocking the sound of the piano.

The shocking yellow sand covered the sky and the sun, and the stone-blue figure pierced out the sand and dust, and a sword was cut out, and the autumn light was biting.

Lezhang Zun resisted with a piano, but felt the majesty passed through, his chest sank, and his mouth was red.

The powerful comer, subverting the impression of the past, killing all in terror, without any convergence in the move, killing thousands of people, is anger or anger.

The strong Confucianists in the past were all broken into bones by the sword wind, and the autumn water was covered with blood, and the gods and demons were unstoppable.

"Mr. Ming, you're so deceiving"

Bingzhang Zun stepped forward, the three-foot green front shook the world, and the domineering Jianwei flew out, breaking the mountain.

The other two palm princes also bullied them, and the three laid siege, palmed, penned, and utterly prestigious.

Qiu Shui traversed, Kang Ran blocked Qing Feng, his sword finger condensed frost, Jian Guang Dao Dao, shook the palm of his pen.

In a moment of stalemate, the three of them swayed in a sudden breath, the world was instantly cold, and the snow waves were stirred.

"Quick snow situation, sword snow three thousand miles"

The slamming sword, cold and bone-throwing, the three bodies shocked at the same time, and they stepped back a few steps.

The water light phantom flashed through, and immediately before Le Zhangzun, the sword pointed through the chest, just like the sharpest sword, passing through.

"Bang"

Blood mist poured out from the back, Le Zhangzun's eyes stiffened, and the blood in his mouth dripped, looking at the Dragon Garden reluctantly.

How could this be so!

The flamboyant body exploded, the sky scattered all over, a generation of Confucian monarchs, and then disappeared.

"Le Zhangzun" Bingzhangzun, Lizhangzun looked sad, and hurriedly said.

The terrible figure that could not be stopped made the people present to be terrified, the strong Confucianists gathered, and the sky array was revived. , Turned into a golden streamer glancing out, rushing towards the people in the array.

The blade of the sword shook the golden light, and the two wearing sky chains trapped the sword body of Qiushui. The other two golden lights followed, wearing the soul lock soul.

Bingzhangzun, a three-footed Qingfeng, rushed down from above, and his anger surged, vowing to avenge Lezhangzun.

"Troubled evil spirits, arrogantly called respect, from now on, there will no longer be Confucianism in Daxia"

The mortal black magic soldier, the frost of the blade shattered, the breath of terror spread, and the sword was cut out.

Qiu Shui raised, Kang Ran blocked the three-foot green front, Zhen Yuan touched hard, and the earth in ten directions collapsed quickly.

Bingzhang Zun's mouth overflowed with red, and the foundations touched each other, but actually fell.

At this moment, the verdict's pen point came after him, quietly, streaming light, reappearing the magical power of sealing the cave.

"Retreat"

Daoguang spread the world, the black luck appeared violently, swallowed all the streamers, Li Zhangzun only felt that his eyes were black, and he no longer felt.

Heiyan Dao passed the throat, and once mocked the world's Confucian monarch with a smile, his head flew up. At the last glance, he saw only the blood and bleakness before Confucian's destruction.

"Li Zhangzun"

Bingzhangzun's eyes shrank, but he couldn't stop it, and he couldn't stop it. The fallen body, the pool of blood, stained the ground of the Red Dragon Park.

Outside the Dragon Garden, the Tarisi and the Longwei imprisoned soldiers and horses arrived, but no one dared to enter. They were all people who had followed Ning Chen, experienced the battle of the Yajie Mountain and the imperial coup, know Hou Ye Once furious, how terrible it is. Today, Confucianism is destined to destroy the door, and there is no room for recovery.

Kong Yu had anxiety on his face, but he dared not step into the Dragon Garden half a step. The Confucian evidence was not yet fully collected, but Lord Hou was not His Majesty and could not wait for him to collect the evidence.

In Confucianism, the battle continues, the thoughts are born, and the battle is completely one-sided.

This is a soldier who sealed the two-level passage with the help of forgetting the worry. It is now completely exploded, wielding all its strength, and the black long angry luck haunts the blade, making the divine soldier's prestige extremely terrible.

The miscalculation of Confucianism prevented the return of Bu Yihou and Ziyang Hou, but he did not expect that Zhiminghou would come back at this time, let alone that the legendary Zhiminghou would be so powerful.

The four contemporary commanders of Confucianism, three deaths and one injury, many of the strongest Confucianism are all dead and wounded, the red ~ naked ~ naked slaughter, merciless, endless blood bones, scattered all over the sky.

Shuangzun died, and only one soldier's palm was left. The three-foot green man could not stop the sword's killing opportunity, and the injury was getting worse.

Jian Feng confronted the black sword light that came back again, Bingzhang Zun's eyes shuddered, and returned the sword to resist, but he only heard a crunchy sound, the three-foot green front shattered, and the knife light burst into the body.

"Uh"

Bingzhang Zun flew out a few dozen feet, and after landing, a mouthful of blood vomited out, bones were visible on the chest mark, and black breath flowed to prevent the wound from healing.

With a wave of Ning Chen's hand, Qiu Shui's silence flew out, and did not directly enter the soldier's palm to respect his heart. With a strong spare force, he flew out with his body, and soon nailed it to the plaque in front of the Confucian Temple.

The flowing blood stained red with the words "Hao Qi lasts forever". From now on, Confucianism will not exist.

Ning Chen turned away and walked out of the Dragon Garden.

Kong Yu stepped forward, a flash of fear flashed in his eyes, bowed and said, "Hou Ye, there is an urgent report from Ban Ruocheng, more than ten thousand people and thousands of Confucians rebelled, the Chinese Prince was seriously injured in the attack, and he was unconscious."

"Got it, clean it up," Ning Chen answered blandly, and immediately walked away.

Kong Yu and Tai Lisi all ordered to enter it, but at a glance, they were completely shocked by the scene inside.

The bright red eyes, the broken limbs, and the broken arms, like the most terrifying hell, can hardly find a living mouth. The only contemporary soldier who survived, the dementia of the eyes, was obviously scared.

"Don't stand, just clean up"

Kong Yu ordered with a deep voice, he knew that this time things were going awry and the Confucianism was destroyed. If it was not handled well, Daxia would be in complete chaos.

"Yes"

The Tarisi everyone reacted and immediately stepped forward to clean up, with fear on each face, and the fear of Hou Ye in his heart was three points deeper.

The Prajna city, three thousand Confucians and more than ten thousand people assembled, occupied most of the city, and forced the few defenders to retreat.

Among the Confucians, many strong men were hidden. Several people who sneaked into the Chinese Prince were hidden among the three thousand Confucians. Several generals in the defending army were also assassinated, with heavy casualties.

"Master, retreat." In the city's main palace, a general hurriedly persuaded him that if he did not retreat, he might not be able to hold it anymore.

"Cough"

Prince Hua held her heart full of blood ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ kept coughing, but still shook her head firmly, and said, "Stop"

As soon as he left, the Prajna city would be completely lost. For the millennium of Daxia, no royal family had bowed his head before the rebellion, and he would not be the first.

General "Wang Ye" is anxious and wants to continue to advise.

"No need to retreat"

At this moment, a stone blue figure appeared in the room, calmly said.

"Wuhou"

Seeing the turquoise clothes, the general looked shocked, and immediately respected the salute, "Lord will see Master Wuhou"

"Get up, you have done a good job, leave the rest to Benhou" Ning Chen said calmly.

General "Yes" responded respectfully.

Ning Chen nodded slightly to the Prince of China, and immediately moved to disappear.