At Yuzhou City, the yamen that was so cold that it was silent, suddenly gusts of hurricanes blew up, and countless snowflakes rose up. Amid the howling sounds, there was a faint sound of footsteps. Every step, the earth seemed to be unable to withstand this huge murderous intent, and it shook slightly!

"Here you come!" Mo Wenxing felt the murderous aura coming to his face, and his eyes suddenly felt solemn.

Several disciples of the sect behind him were on guard at the same time. Looking at the figure like a god of killing in the wind and snow, my heart couldn't help but tighten, and I couldn't help but hold the weapon in my hand tightly!

"Dog official! Come out and die!" A loud shout came in full rage. The wind roared wildly in the four fields. Several sword dragons were first to split Chen Xue, and their energy rushed straight toward all directions and attacked everyone.

"Be careful!" Mo Wenxing exclaimed, and the treasure sword in his hand suddenly left his body, floated to meet the opponent's fierce attack, and slashed out with a "Canglang Sword". The huge true energy was poured into the blade, shaking the sword energy, and then a storm appeared in the void, colliding with the sword dragon.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The loud noise exploded, and countless snows were lifted down. Mo Wenxing was shaken several meters away by the opponent's powerful sword dragon and landed on the steps at the yamen gate. The steps could not withstand the instantaneous recoil force, and only heard a clang and was shaken into stone powder!

"What a great sword energy!"

Mo Wenxing was amazed in his heart, but his face was still cold, and the snow on his face fell down. Two figures were swaying frost and harsh snow, walking towards him step by step!

"Do you want to stop me?" A cold voice, with an unquestionable tone, came from the snow fog. The man with strong cultivation and forced a sound into the underworld, pouring into Mo Wenxing's ears, causing his body to shake slightly!

Mo Wenxing was shocked and speechless. Looking at the man in front of him, he was about twenty years old, but his martial arts cultivation was unfathomable. At this time, he poured his true energy into Su Junheng's body and lifted him up in the air.

Su Junheng floated in the air like a ghost, holding a long sword with a virtuous spirit in his hand. The sword body was connected to the sword sheath and was not pulled out, but a powerful spiritual energy overflowed through the sword sheath.

Before the other party could do his best, and the immortal sword had not left his body, the momentum was so terrifying. Mo Wenxing asked himself that he was not his opponent, but his face was calm and he stepped forward and said, "Don't ask about your name, Qingwei Sect, how can you ask about your name?"

Qi Longxuan glared proudly, the snow beside him rolled back and forth, the swaying corners of his clothes and handsome figure were as unaware as a god, and he said in disdain: "Qi Longxuan, under the disciple of the Taoxu True Man in Lingxiu!"

"What!!!"

The indifferent tone, word by word, deeply hit everyone's hearts. Mo Wenxing's hand holding the knife twitched slightly, and obviously felt a great deal of pressure.

The land of China is vast and vast, and only the suffering realm of the Central Plains is the secular place. The rest of the world are all immortal cultivation factions outside the realm. There are Buddhist, Taoist, Confucianism, and cults. They are collectively called the six realms of the Immortal Sect. They check and balance each other and rarely care about the suffering realm.

This spiritual cultivation peak is one of the six great immortal sects in the outside world. It is known as the leader of the righteous path. Even the Buddhist sect and Confucian sect are inferior to each other. In the six-path Immortal Sect, every core disciple is a talented and arrogant figure. Qi Longxuan is a rare genius in the spiritual cultivation peak in a century. He has become one of the first-class masters at a young age.

Compared with this, even though there are thousands of cultivation factions in the realm of suffering, in terms of its strength, the head of a sect may not be as good as a core disciple of the six major immortal sects, let alone Qi Longxuan, known as the number one young talent among the Immortal Sect!

"What?" Seeing the panic look on everyone, Qi Longxuan said: "Don't you let go if you know my name?"

As an elder of the Qingwei Sect, Mo Wenxing was provoked by a junior, and his face was suddenly embarrassed: "Nephew Qi Long, my Qingwei Sect belongs to the Confucian sect. Although it is not the authentic Taoist sect, he is also a member of the three righteous paths of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism. What about today, what if I want Mo to be a lobbyist?"

"Oh?" Qi Longxuan glared at Mo Wenxing and smiled, "I heard that Confucianism is the most important thing in establishing the world, loyalty, filial piety, benevolence and righteousness. Why did Elder Mo act against the contrary and commit evil deeds and act as a minion for such a dog official who is careless of human life?"

“This…~”

Mo Wenxing was forced to ask, and said in dismay: "If the Qing Weizong is in the secular world and is subject to restraint by others, it is a forced one. However, in secular affairs, the court will uphold justice. The emperor's sword Qi Longluyu is also one of the senior officials of the court. Why not let him come forward?..."

“Hahaha~~”

Before Mo Wenxing finished speaking, Qi Longxuan laughed loudly: "The people in the martial arts world act, just seeking to avenge their grudges. Su Junheng has saved me, but now he has suffered a disaster because of me. Today I vow to let him kill his enemies with his own hands, why should he use the hands of the court?"

"What a happy revenge!"

Mo Wenxing fell in front of Qi Longxuan and said loudly: "Since Master Qi Long wants to act according to the morality of the world, then today we will have our own destiny in life and death. Don't let the disaster go unrestrained!"

Mo Wenxing's words were vague, but Qi Longxuan heard the profound meaning. Qi Longxuan's father Qi Longluyu was the senior brother of the Lingxiu Peak coach Daoxu Zhenren. Thirty years ago, because he fell in love with Du Wanyan, the daughter of the Grand Tutor of the current dynasty, he refused to take over as the head of the sect and returned to the court. Now he is one of the four great princes and kings in the suffering realm.

The name of the Emperor's Sword is far away from the southern border, and everyone in the world knows it. Mo Wenxing is worried that fighting with Qi Longxuan will involve Qingweizong, so he reminds him.

Qi Longxuan also knew it in his heart and said, "Elder Mo, don't worry too much. Today's affairs are just you and me, and they have nothing to do with others!"

Mo Wenxing immediately put down the big stone in his heart, slowly raised his sword, and said, "That Chuanlang Sword has offended you!"

With an offense, Mo Wenxing's treasure sword was unsheathed, and a blue sword aura shook. The Sichuan wave sword was made of iron splendor, and the blade emitted a violent aura like an angry tide. As the blade waving, there seemed to be a roar of storm. Countless snow was rolled up by the sword force and turned into a storm wave. The unparalleled aura shocked all directions and rushed towards Qi Longxuan.

"Good sword technique!" Qi Longxuan exclaimed, and his whole body floated back several feet, and at the same time he twisted the Tao seal with his hands and recited the magic mantra with his mouth: "Qianluo Dana, the nine holes receive the spirit, and the six internal organs are connected, and the yin and yang are combined, and the body and spirit are connected, so he defends my Mingxuan, and he is fast!!!"

roar!!!

A quick word fell, and a storm suddenly broke out in all fields, swords and swords opened the way, and wind dragons swept across.

Su Junheng's eyes suddenly widened, and a huge stream of true energy was like a surging river, instantly pouring into the spiritual orifices all over his body. Then, the Yixian Sword Demon flew out and rotated several times in the void. The sword body suddenly surged and turned into a giant slash to cross the sky, crossing the air.

The spiritual energy of the super saint of Miefan suddenly opened countless sword lights, like a dragon surging the waves, splitting the mountain and breaking the current, falling down with a bang, facing Mo Wenxing's "Raging the Sky River". As the two huge forces confronted each other, the rolling energy was stirred up, and the wood and stone suddenly collapsed, and the wind and snow surged.

Suddenly, endless pressure was pressing against him. The disciples of Qingwei Sect were shocked and used their skills to resist this powerful and domineering aura, but many people were still shocked by the strong wind. A servant in the yamen was originally a secular person, but he was swept by the strong wind. Before he could shout out a scream, the person had been lifted away several feet and hit the hard stone wall, and fainted immediately!

"What a Tiangang Slash!"

After a sigh of surprise, the shaking snow slowly fell down, and Mo Wenxing's resolute figure appeared.

At this time, his face was pale and his tiger's mouth was splashing red. Looking at Su Junheng's figure floating in the air like a ghost, his eyes could not hide his shock. With a sudden puff, a mouthful of blood mist was sprayed out. He almost became unstable and tried his best to support it with the Sichuan Wave Sword.

He sighed in his heart: This wonderful method of the Immortal Sect is indeed extremely exquisite. It is just a core disciple who uses the first-hand spiritual control technique and the Tiangang Slash that is exerted by others is less than one-third of the body, but it can seriously injure him, an elder of the Qingwei Sect.

What made him even more frightened was that the immortal sword in Su Junheng's hand was connected to the sword sheath from beginning to end, and was not really pulled out, but the spiritual energy of the sword energy could be transmitted through the sword sheath. Once such a top-quality magic weapon was out of body, it was probably a shock to the heaven and earth. How different is the strength? Here is a clear idea.

"Since the winner has been decided, Elder Mo should make way out of the way, so as not to hurt the friendship between Taoist Confucianism!"

Seeing that Mo Wenxing was defeated, Qi Longxuan didn't say much, and took Su Junheng to jump up and floated towards the yamen!

"Do you want to go in like this? It's too arrogant!" Mo Wenxing blocked Qi Longxuan's side sword and shouted: "Everyone obeys the order, and set up the Qingwei Four Symbol Formation!"

"Design the formation!" With the order, four disciples of the Qingwei Sect floated down and landed around Su Junheng, and said with a slight lip: "I offended!"

As he spoke, the long sword in his hand roared and pulled out. The four of them stepped on Yu's steps and rotated around Su Junheng. When the Confucianism practiced and transformed each, they suddenly saw four powerful and peaceful auras soaring into the sky. Within a radius of dozens of meters, a breath of destruction like an ancient prehistoric world suddenly spread out.

Four huge phantoms suddenly surged from behind the four people, each showing the shapes of blue dragon, white tiger, vermilion bird, black trunk, etc. The sky and earth suddenly burst into lightning and thunder, and the wind was heard!

"Hmm?" A strange look flashed in Qi Longxuan's eyes, and he immediately felt a sense of threat coming towards him.

Among the three religions of Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism both originated from the Central Plains, and there are many similarities in the techniques and techniques. In the Four Confucian Books and Five Classics, the "Book of Changes" is the first, which tells the rules of the movement of all things: Tai Chi gives birth to two yin and yin and yang, and yin and yang are derived from the earth, water, fire, and wind, which are called the four yin.
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