Super Constable System

Chapter 392

The aura of righteousness surged, and the figure became more and more clear, and finally turned into a Confucian scholar with an equestrian crown, holding a shining golden writing brush in his hand.

At the moment when the figure of the Confucian scholar was condensed, the space suddenly shook, and Jun Wuzheng and the Confucian scholar disappeared from everyone's eyes at the same time.

"Where did you go, sir?" Lu Jun asked in surprise.

"It should be another battlefield," Zhang Yajiu said, "The guardian of the holy way in this level is a nerd, and he is definitely not Mr. Junda's opponent. Let's just wait for the good news here."

"My lord, that's not a nerd, but a strong man of Confucianism and Taoism." Langji's voice was terrified.

"Isn't Confucianism and Taoism just nerds?" Zhang Yajiu said indifferently.

"Langli, have you met a strong Confucianist or Taoist?" Lu Jun asked.

"Why don't you know, our Wan Yao Era was destroyed by Confucianism and Taoism." Lang Chao said.

Zhang Yajiu put away his disdain when he heard the words, and said: "How strong is Confucianism and Taoism, tell us!"

Lang Chao shivered, as if he had returned to the fear of being dominated by Confucianism and Taoism, and said: "Confucianism and Taoism use literature to enter Taoism, which can arouse the resonance of the world, and poetry and articles can become soldiers..."

At this time, Jun Wuzheng was in a vast grassland, and the Confucian-looking Holy Dao guard stood a hundred feet away in front of him.

After a little induction, he found that not only the vitality of heaven and earth that warriors need, but also another kind of breath, which presumably is what this Confucian scholar needs.

Although I don't know the strength of this Confucian scholar, but he can become the guardian of the holy way, so he must not take it lightly.

Get started first!
Jun Wuzheng clenched the magic weapon Xiyi sword tightly, jumped up suddenly, and stabbed straight at the Confucian scholar with his body and sword together.

The vitality of heaven and earth condensed on the Xiyi sword instantly, turned into a beam of sword light, and rushed towards the Confucian scholar.

The Confucian scholar was not in a hurry, he waved the golden pen in the air, and in an instant it condensed into a golden "shield" character.

As soon as the word "shield" was formed, it turned into a huge shield and stood in front of the Confucian scholars.

Jian Guang also stabbed at this time, Xiyi Sword is worthy of being a magic weapon, and with a sound from the ground, the giant shield collapsed.

Jun Wuzheng united his body and sword together, faced the shattered fragments of the giant shield, and continued to stab at the Confucian scholar, only to be surprised to find that the Confucian scholar had disappeared at some point.

At this moment, the sound of chanting suddenly came from the air.

"Heaven and earth have righteousness, mixed with manifolds, the bottom is the river and the mountain, and the top is the sun and stars..."

Jun Wuzheng looked up, but saw the Confucian scholar standing on a blue cloud high in the sky, with the golden pen in his hand walking like a dragon following his chanting, one gold character after another floating in the air.

As soon as those golden characters appeared, they turned into golden light and scattered in all directions. Within a radius of ten miles, golden pillars of light appeared faintly.

"Martial arts enchantment!"

Jun Wuzheng immediately understood that this was the supernatural power of the Confucian scholar similar to a martial arts enchantment.

"It's a pity that it's too slow, martial arts enchantment, start!"

The Martial Spirit in Jun Wuzheng's Sea of ​​Consciousness opened his hands, and in an instant a martial arts barrier emerged, covering an area of ​​ten miles, and a strong aura of righteousness gushed out of the martial arts barrier.

"According to what you said, Confucian and Taoist attacks need to use oral and pen as the medium, whether chanting or writing, although it can resonate with the world, but the speed is not an advantage."

In the tunnel, Zhang Yajiu was analyzing the strength of Confucianism and Taoism according to Lang Chao's description.

"Your Excellency said yes, but what you don't know is that Confucianism and Taoism can use the power of heaven and earth induced by the opponent to counterattack the opponent, especially the Confucianists among them, who can even take the power of heaven and earth from the enemy for their own use..."

As soon as Jun Wuzheng completed the barrier of martial arts, he cut off the Xiyi sword at the Confucian scholar.

Unexpectedly, the Confucian scholar smiled slightly, as if he hadn't seen him stabbing with the long sword, the golden pen in his hand was scribbling rapidly in the air, and continued to chant in his mouth.

"To people, it is called Haoran, and it is full of beauty.

Huanglu as Qingyi, Han and Tuming Court.

I will see you when the time is poor, and you will see the pictures one by one..."

Jun Wuzheng froze suddenly, feeling the awe-inspiring righteousness in the martial arts enchantment, which was not under his control, rushing towards the Confucian scholar.

"How could this be? Could it be that he can take away my martial arts enchantment?"

Jun Wuzheng was shocked, even if he fought against Li Lie, he had never encountered such a situation, this Confucian scholar was really weird.

If the Martial Dao Barrier is captured, this battle will undoubtedly be lost, but Jun Wuzheng was shocked but not frightened, the martial soul in the sea of ​​consciousness was slightly shaken, and it communicated with the sword spirit in the Xiyi sword, and the two merged into one.

The world in Jun Wuzheng's eyes changed accordingly, and he saw that there seemed to be silk threads in the void, connected to the Confucian scholar, and the sound of his chanting became more and more dense.

Those silk threads came from the void and filled the Martial Dao enchantment, and the grand righteousness was attracted by these silk threads, rushing towards the Confucian scholar.

Every penny that gushes out is controlled by it, and from that golden pen, it condenses into golden characters one after another, and then turns into more silk threads, thus forming a complete cycle.

"So that's what it is—cut!"

Jun Wuzheng yelled violently, his figure flashed in the martial arts barrier, and Xiyi sword slashed at the silk threads.

Sure enough, as expected, although the silk threads could not be cut by the sword energy, they could not withstand the sharp edge of the divine weapon, and they were instantly cut into pieces.

However, things were not that simple. Although those silk threads were chopped by Xiyi sword, they were connected again with the fluttering dance of Confucian gold pen.

Jun Wuzheng failed at one plan, so he made another plan, simply discarding those silk threads and attacking the Confucian scholars.

The Confucian scholar still didn't dodge, and let Jun Wuzheng's long sword slash on his body, but to Jun Wuzheng's surprise, the Confucian scholar's body broke apart like soap bubbles, and it turned out to be a phantom of Dao.

The voice of Confucian scholars' chanting continued to echo in the air.

"It's majestic, fierce and fierce forever.

When it pierces the sun and the moon, life and death are safe and secure.

Dimensions depend on it, and Tianzhu depends on it.

The three cardinal principles are really related to life, and morality is the root.

Sigh to Yu Yangjiu, Li is also not strong...

"

Normally speaking, in the martial arts enchantment, everything is under Jun Wuzheng's control, but it is impossible to determine where the Confucian scholar is.

The most puzzling thing is that this Confucian scholar's voice is full of majestic righteousness in such a hide-and-seek behavior, and people can't feel the slightest meanness at all.

"there?"

It was the first time Jun Wuzheng encountered such a situation, and the martial arts barrier was completely out of control.

No matter whether it was his gaze or the sense of Wuhun, he couldn't find the figure of the Confucian scholar, he seemed to disappear out of thin air.

No, it's not that he disappeared, but that he has transformed into thousands of forms, his shadow and his voice are everywhere.

"...Those are not the scariest thing. The real scariest thing about Confucianism and Taoism is that they can turn their articles into a world, which makes people stay in it without knowing it. They call it the literary world."

(End of this chapter)