The wind howled.
The thunder was deafening.
In the east courtyard of Taixue Palace, the awe-inspiring righteousness soared into the sky and penetrated into the sky.
Then, a shocking scene happened. Centered in the east courtyard of the Taixue Palace, the awe-inspiring righteousness spread rapidly, and the majestic and endless power directly dispersed all the dark clouds in the sky.
In an instant, the sun shines on the earth again, illuminating the world.
When people from all over the capital saw this scene, their faces showed shock.
The first Confucian scholar shows his sage!
"Welcome the Confucian leader!"
In the Taixue Palace, a disciple wearing a Confucian robe and carrying an ancient sword walked out, looked in the direction of the east courtyard, and bowed his hands in respect.
At the same time, in the capital, thousands of men and women walked out of seemingly inconspicuous mansions, young and old, rich and poor, all different.
At this moment, everyone bowed in the direction of Taixue Palace and said respectfully, "Welcome Confucian Leader!"
For thousands of years, Confucianism has students all over the world. On weekdays, these people are invisible, but it does not mean that these people do not exist, they just do not appear.
Everyone saluted, and with blazing and respectful eyes, the old man walked out of the wooden house in the east courtyard of Taixue Palace. His aura was so powerful that the scorching sun in the sky lost its color.
Over the course of thousands of years, masters have emerged one after another in the world. However, only Confucianism has always been victorious. He has been undefeated for thousands of years and is invincible in the world.
The power of the Confucian leader has exceeded the knowledge of martial arts. He is as powerful as the scholars of Tianyu Palace. He has dominated the past twenty years. However, before the Confucian sages, he still has to practice discipleship. For twenty years, he has not dared to Set foot in the Central Plains.
It can be said that in the past thousand years of the Conferred Gods Era, the human world has been able to gradually recover from the chaos of the gods without any major turmoil. The existence of the Confucian leader is the main reason.
Today, Netherland is openly causing chaos in broad daylight. There is no doubt that it has touched the saint's bottom line.
How can a sage allow demons to harm the world?
"Wangyu."
In the east courtyard of Taixue Palace, Confucius' figure rose into the air and said, "I'll borrow the sword and use it."
As soon as he finished speaking, Confucius held his right hand in vain. Suddenly, on the street in the distance, the Taiyi sword rang lightly, flew out from Bai Wangyu's hand, turned into a blazing meteor, and flew into the sky.
In the blink of an eye, Taiyi Sword flew into the old man's hand, and the majestic and endless aura of righteousness poured into it. The sword energy was vertical and horizontal, dazzling.
"The deceased has passed away, and it is time to return to eternity, and we should no longer miss the prosperity of the world."
In the air, Confucius looked at the dozens of Netherworld statues outside Taixue Palace and said calmly. Immediately, he swung his sword and moved the sky.
The shocking sword was pressed down from the sky above the Taixue Palace. It surged like a stormy wave and a terrifying wave, and it has completely turned into reality.
The sword energy that surpassed cognition swept across the world. Outside the Taixue Palace, in the two battles, the eighteen Netherworld figures felt this terrifying oppressive force. They shook their bodies and showed fear on their faces.
escape!
Coincidentally, the same thought flashed through the minds of the eighteen Netherworlds, and without any hesitation, they turned around and ran away.
But, who can escape before the saint?
In the shocked eyes of everyone, the sword energy passed through the air, and the eighteen Netherworld statues turned to ashes. Without even a chance to scream, they completely disappeared from the world.
Completely different levels of power, the gap is so huge that it's unbelievable.
After destroying all the underworld with one sword, Kong Qiu looked at the Dashang Palace in front of him in the void, a cold look flashed in his old eyes.
At this moment, in the palace, Shou'an Hall, Emperor Shang looked at the human sages above Taixue Palace, his face darkened.
This old guy is not dead!
"Your Majesty, I'm sorry."
From behind, the Nine Infant Demon Emperor reminded him in a deep voice.
"Don't worry, he doesn't dare."
Shang Huang opened his mouth to respond, but before he finished speaking, his eyes narrowed severely.
But above the Taixue Palace, the sage raised his hand and pointed his sword at the Dashang Palace.
"As a king, you do not follow the will of the people, do not consider the sentiments of the people, and instigate monsters to cause trouble in the world. This is an unforgivable crime. This sword is your punishment!"
In the void, Confucius said something coldly, and immediately, he swung his sword and slashed towards the Great Shang Palace ahead.
In an instant, the ten thousand-foot sword energy rushed straight into the Great Shang Palace, distorting the space wherever it passed.
"Roar!"
The sword energy approached the Dashang Palace, and behind the Fengtian Palace, an earth-shattering dragon roar sounded. The dragon lurking in the Dashang Palace felt the threat of this sword, roared upward, and soared into the sky.
"boom!"
Under the horrified eyes of everyone in the palace, the sword energy came through the air and directly shook the dragon's body away. It was as strong as the dragon that the national destiny had transformed into, and it could not withstand the saint's blow.
"Buzz!"
The dragon collapsed, and then, deep in the palace, nine streams of light shot straight into the sky, and a huge shadow covered the sky and the sun. It was the Jiuding that once suppressed the fate of Kyushu.
The Nine Cauldron appears, the purple energy is majestic, a powerful weapon for a country, and it can block the saint's move again.
"Boom!"
With everyone's attention, the sword of the saint struck down on the world-conquering Jiuding. The violent impact resounded throughout the world, and the Jiuding screamed. It only took less than a breath of time to withstand it, and then they all fell from the sky.
The brilliance of the nine bronze tripods that fell to the ground quickly dimmed, completely losing their former sharpness.
Deep in Taixue Palace, in the royal ancestral hall, Taishang saw this earth-shattering sword, but his expression did not change much, and he had no intention of blocking it.
If you make a mistake, you will be punished, as it should be.
However, is this old man making a fuss out of a molehill? This trivial matter can be solved by the younger generation, so there is no need to take action personally.
To be honest, he didn't think that, except for the catastrophe of winter, there was anything worthy of their action.
Even if this great businessman is destroyed, what will happen?
The human world is still the same human world, nothing will change.
"Xuan Yin Jue!"
At the same time, in the Shou'an Hall, the Nine Infant Demon Emperor saw the terrifying sword energy coming from the sky, and formed seals with his hands to block the saint's move.
"madness!"
On the side, Emperor Shang rebuked angrily, and sent the Nine Infant Demon Emperor out of the Shou'an Palace with one palm. He immediately looked at the awe-inspiring sword energy pressing down from the sky. He did not dodge or evade, nor was there any obstruction. He actually wanted to use his mortal body. He endured the sage's sword.
The next moment, in front of Shou'an Palace, Haoran's sword energy came through the air, and with a bang, it sank into Emperor Shang's body.
"Well!"
The sword energy entered the body, and a painful groan followed. Emperor Shang stumbled under his feet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
However.
What is incredible is that the Great Shang King, who took the sword of the saint, was only seriously injured, and did not explode or turn into ashes as he thought.
In the sky above Taixue Palace, after Confucius slashed out two swords, he did not take action again. He waved the Taiyi sword back and his figure fell from the sky.
"Confucian leader."
In the small courtyard, Chen Qiaoer and others hurried back. Five Confucian masters stood side by side, bowed their hands in unison, and congratulated the saint on his return to heaven.
"Go see the little guy."
Confucius said something and walked straight into the wooden house in front of him without another word.
