Time dating back half an hour ago, Chen Ruoxu entered the death gate of the Eight Gate Killing Formation, and looked at the pool of Kill Mo full of infinite murderous intent. Even his general's official position could not help but feel cold.

"Okay! With this sword of Killing Mo Die Shangfang, you will be able to break through all the restrictions and protection, and then Ran Zicheng will definitely die!"

Chen Ruoxu took a deep breath, and the wisdom hole opened. One hundred Shangfang swords were buzzing and buzzing, and they shot into the Killing Mo.

Using murderous aura as ink and dipped in the sword, you can kill both in the sky and the earth!

Imperial!

A Shangfang sword sucked the sword ink, and the sharp sword energy swept across the world, unparalleled.

"Good sword! Haha... I didn't expect that I, Chen Ruoxu, did not die in the battle formation against the demon barbarians, but would have died because of killing the close ministers of the saint!"

Chen Ruoxu's mind was already ready to die, but when he held the Shangfang sword with ink-span's murderous aura, there was still a tremendous aura in his eyes that he wished he could die with the demon barbarian.

Imperial! Imperial... Imperial...

Immediately afterwards, one Shangfang sword after another was stained with the sword ink. The sword body was black and transparent, and the murderous aura had condensed into substance. All of them were eager to move, hoping to kill all the unfaithful and unrighteous people in the world.

"Shangfang's sword! A hundred swords are united, and the imperial edict!"

The holy power in the wisdom hike was surging, and there was a wonderful and extraordinary force of national fortune. A fiery cloud of clouds formed above Shen Ruoxu's head, which was the forefront of national fortune and the powerful weapon of the emperor.

The hundred Shangfang swords buzzed, two in one, four in one, eight in one... until one hundred in one...

One hundred Shangfang swords, each of which is a powerful weapon that is enough to kill the Jinshi Hanlin. Now, the power of one hundred Shangfang swords is finally suspended in the air is a king of soldiers and the emperor of swords.

"I'm sorry for you! Shang Fang, if there is still a next life, I, Chen Ruoxu, will definitely be the general of the Wu Kingdom, insist on you to break into the wild demon clan, and fight him happily. The sky and the earth are dark, and the sun and the moon are gone!"

Chen Ruoxu's firm face showed an extremely tender expression. He stroked the Shangfang sword in his hand affectionately, as if he was telling his lover about his departure before his death.

"but……"

With a firm look, Chen Ruoxu held the sword and swung the sword. Shangfang's sword resonated with his heart and thoughts, and also made a transparent shock. "The country is about to produce slander ministers, and Shangfang will get rid of it. I, Chen Ruoxu, was willing to give up the temple and open up the sea of ​​wisdom with the fortune of the country. He has put the people of Wu on any human affairs! For the people of Wu, why should I cherish my life in Chen Ruoxu?"

He expressed his feelings in his heart to Shangfang's sword, Chen Ruoxu seemed to have reviewed his life, and finally sighed out four big words: "No regrets!"

The sword sprinkled the ink, and the murderous aura soared into the sky like the lonely smoke in the desert. This is an unstoppable murderous intent. When encountering the gods, killing the gods, killing the Buddhas, and even the Great Wall twenty miles away, it was sensed, and the holy power surged.

"Shangfang's sword, kill the slandered ministers!"

Chen Ruoxue's head was full of national fortune, and the power of the wisdom and saints was shocked. He dispatched the Shangfang sword to kill the slander ministers thousands of miles away. This was far beyond the scope of the holy power and magical powers.

But at this moment, suddenly, the Eight Gate Killing Formation was shaken.

Bang bang bang bang...

Someone was attacking the formation eye of the Eight Gate Killing Formation. Only Chen Ruoxu and Wu Jin, the Grand Tutor of the Dynasty, knew that others did not know the correct position of the formation eye. Even if they reached the correct position, they could not find it at all. Because to make the formation eye appear, they must use the blood of a Confucian scholar above the Jinshi to stimulate the sacred power.

"Is it because the Grand Master Wu came in? No, could it be... it was the Grand Secretary Hong Jingzhang who came to me if he had something urgent to do?"

Just as Hong Jingzhang was about to launch the Shangfang Sword, the National Movement above his head, the eight gates killed formation suddenly opened, showing the eight gates, opening the door, Xiu Gate, Sheng Gate, Shue Gate, Du Gate, Jing Gate, Jing Gate, Hong Jingzhang was in the formation eye of Sheng Gate, the Grand Secretary was bleeding, and the holy power was rapidly consumed. It was precisely using the Holy Power power to stimulate the formation eye.

"Great! General, you have not activated the Shangfang Sword yet!"

Hong Jingzhang, who rushed over with the "Thunderous and Decisive" Sacred Power Divine Power, felt relieved when he saw Chen Ruoxu holding Shangfang's sword in his hand, walked into the formation and hurriedly said: "The general must take action, and then Ran Zicheng will be defeated without attacking!"

"It's self-defeating without attacking? Could it be... someone broke his 'class way'?"

Chen Ruoxue looked shocked and suspicious, but the Shangfang sword in his hand was about to move.

"Authentic! God really blesses me in Wu. Among the first child in this case, there was a person named Su Lin who could point out the wrong explanation of the holy words "No friend is worse than yourself". He just used the principle of holy power to smash the holy bricks of "Theory of Wealth, Poverty and Humbleness" on the spot! Haha! Now Ran Zicheng, the ladder has collapsed and the sea of ​​wisdom has been broken. General, it is indeed a great blessing for my Wu!"

Hong Jingzhang laughed loudly, ignoring the blood on his arm at this moment, and couldn't wait to tell the truth to Chen Ruoxu.

"A mere Tong Sheng can actually point out the fallacy of the Holy Word. A great talent!" Chen Ruoxu's firm face also showed a knowing smile. He finally breathed a sigh of relief. He gently stroked the Shangfang sword in his hand and said softly, "Shangfang! Let's go, follow the general to thank the genius Su Lin!"

He put the Shangfang sword into the Zhijiao and floated above the Zhihai. Chen Ruoxue found that the children in the case returned one by one. After a little identification, he found Su Lin who was dismounting and walking in. Without saying a word, he rubbed the ground. The Saint Power power flew into the air and shot in front of Su Lin. Heavy armored golden scales hit the ground heavily, and bent over and bowed.

"Su Lin! I owe you a life. You have great kindness to the people of Wu and the country of Wu!"

He bowed sincerely and bowed, Chen Ruoxu, the general with the highest official position in Wu, was equivalent to the great scholar's literary position. The Marshal of the Army, who was frightened by the barbarian kings, actually bowed his head and bowed to a child like Su Lin, thanked sincerely.

The returned boys around, even the deputy generals, school soldiers and soldiers in the military camp, were all looking at the scene in front of them incredibly.

Even Su Lin himself looked flattered and hurried forward to help the general Chen Ruoxue up and said, "What kind of virtue can you do? General, how can Su Lin be the general thank you so much. It's just a blunt statement and point out the fallacies in the explanation of the holy words. This is my unshirkable act by Confucian scholars."

Looking at Hong Jingzhang who came out of the killing formation again, Su Lin would not know where he must have been because of his explanation of the holy words that Chen Ruoxu avoided the use of Shangfang Sword to kill Ran Zicheng. This was equivalent to indirectly saving Chen Ruoxu's life. Otherwise, no matter how great Chen Ruoxu's military achievements were, the king Sun Jianshi would definitely kill him to show his authority.

"I am Chen Ruoxue's promise to be a thousand gold medal. Su Lin, if you encounter a difficult situation in the future, hold this tiger talisman and come to me. I will go through fire and water for you." Chen Ruoxue stood up, untied a stone-sealed tiger talisman from his waist, and handed it to Su Lin.

Su Lin took over and almost fell to the ground. He couldn't help but sigh: "It's so heavy! It must be made by cherishing the materials."

"Su Lin, I was eager to come and dissuade the general just now, and did not ask in detail. How dare you be so sure? Is the explanation of that holy word really wrong?" Hong Jingzhang stepped forward and asked happily.

Hearing this, Su Lin remembered what Hong Liyu said to him just now, "The wood is so beautiful that the wind will destroy it." He replied with a prepared speech: "Reported to Grand Secretary Hong, the student of this statement has seen it in an unknown ancient book. A semi-saint named Nan Huaijin once carefully refuted the explanation of this holy word and put forward a correct explanation. Therefore, the student dared to so resolutely demand the attack on the holy brick."

"Semi-saint Nan Huaijin? Where is the half-saint from which country I am? Why have I never heard of it?" Hong Jingzhang was intrigued and said in surprise.

After being questioned by Hong Jingzhang, Su Lin thought to himself that of course you have never heard of the name of Master Nan Huaijin. He was a great master of Chinese studies in modern China. People from Tianren Continent could not know Nan Huaijin unless they traveled through time like themselves.

Just when Su Lin wanted to find a word to answer Hong Jingzhang, Hong Liyu beside him spoke first: "Uncle, I have seen the ancient book Su Lin said outside the pass. After all, Su Lin was just a child, so how could he understand and explain his responsibilities by himself? "
Chapter completed!