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171, Master, Confucianism is dead

Nangong Liu was obviously forced to retreat step by step by step by step, so he had to coax: "Okay, of course I love you, but this matter needs to be discussed for a long time. Let's follow the previous agreement. You should first use the order of the head to let Jiangdongtang ask for protection from the Confucian Party. After the two factions merge, we will..."

"No!" Qi Liangji said, her eyes turned red, "I... I believed you back then, but what happened? You turned around and went to marry Rong Yan... This time it didn't work! You must give me a correct statement, will you marry me?"

“…………”

Seeing him hesitating, she was even more annoyed. She shouted: "Nangong Liu, when do you want your mother-in-law and mother? Can I kill my husband with my own hands for your own affairs - where are you?! Don't you dare not?!"

"ah!"

When everyone saw this, they were shocked.

Xue Zhengyong was also extremely surprised and whispered to Mrs. Wang: "Is the former leader of Jiangdongtang actually killed by her?"

Jiangdongtang is also missing the world. Although the former leader died, there are still many old subordinates in the sect, not to mention his two brothers. He rushed up and fought with Qi Liangji.

"You killed my brother?"

"How can you bear it? Although he is more than ten years older than you, he treats you very well. You - you, a woman with a scorpion! You give my elder brother back!"

There were quarrels and fights here, but the fire was still not stopped. Scary pieces of terrifying scrolls were broken and unfolded. In the infinite brilliant light, all the past events that were stinky and unseen to the world were presented to the world. These things were not only about the Confucian style sect, but were related to almost all the sects in the upper world of cultivation, and were related to countless famous scholars who came to Confucian style sect to attend the meeting.

After Jiangdong Hall, Wubei Temple, Huohuang Pavilion, Bitan Village... and even Kunlun Tingxue Palace, which has always been out of the world, all have high-level disciples and the elder's scandals are illuminated little by little. In addition to Nangong Xu's own memories, the memories he has collected from all over the years have all been presented to everyone naked.

Among them, it even records the collusion between Nangong Liu and the former head of Wubei Temple, Master Tianchan.

"Master, tomorrow is the Lingshan Conference. Winning and losing are extremely important to me. My father thought I was stupid. If I lost to my younger brother's sword at the grand event, I would probably really... I have no chance of being the leader."

"Don't panic, don't panic, the old monk handed over your magic scroll before, have you remembered it?"

"I remember it."

Master Tianchan clasped his beard and smiled: "Then tomorrow, you don't need to worry about winning or losing. As long as you use all your strength to use the spells on the scroll one by one, Ling I will naturally not be your opponent."

Nangong Liu said in confusion: "I am stupid, please let the master make it clear."

"That magic scroll is a secret technique created by my brother Nangong Xu, who practices diligently and is determined to show off his talents at the Lingshan Conference."

"Ah." Nangong Liu was extremely surprised, "Since it was created by Brother Xu, then I... how could I defeat him with his spell?"

Master Tianchan smiled slightly: "Nangong Xu is a lone person. After learning this spell, he never wanted to communicate with others and hid in the cave day and night to improve. He said that this spell was created by him, who believes it?"

“…”

"You are different, donor of Nangong. I and the fourth palace master of Taxue Palace are as a guarantee. As long as we all say that we have seen you use this magic, you will bite to death. This technique is the result of your dedicated study. Even if you are brilliant in the lotus, you will not be able to escape the crime of "stealing your brother's unique immortal technique."

Master Tianchan said calmly.

"Once reputation gets dirty, it will be a big shot of thousands of people and will never turn over. What's the use of winning the top spot in the conference?"

"So that's it..." Nangong Liu suddenly opened his eyes wide, as if he was enlightened, and he said with his fists, "Thank you for your advice! After the younger generation succeeds to the throne, he will live up to the agreement with the master. After the matter is completed, the Rufeng Sect leader and Wubei Temple will be in good faith for a hundred years!"

The long scroll that shone through the night brought all the people Xu Shuanglin hated and all those who offended him tore the scars in front of everyone. Whether it was the monks or the people near the Religious Fengmen, they were attracted by the fire that flashed the picture and saw all the fishy and ugly lice buried under the robe.

When splitting the Ghost Realm Gate, Xu Shuanglin Zeng Can smiled and said:

"I'm going to ruin the hearts of all of you."

It was not until this moment that everyone in Zhuzhu understood what the real meaning of his words was.

Nangong Xu, named Elder Shuanglin, lie dormant in the Rufeng Sect for so many years, and what she wants is not just to destroy the seventy-two cities of the Rufeng Style and a century-long foundation.

What he wants to destroy is all the people he doesn't like.

All those who have beentrayed him, slander him, and for the sake of public and private interests, they have forced him into a dead end.

And his brother Nangong Liu was just the first person to press the ground in this revenge ceremony. Then the heads and elders were the ones—

As long as you do something that angers Xu Shuanglin, no one can escape this storm platform that is full of flames.

In this long night of illuminated by fire, Chu Wanning suddenly remembered the blood-stained young man in Luo Xianxian's memories, and once said with a smile.

There is a man in Linyi who is 20 years old and has a dead heart.

A young man with a talented spell, never received justice, was plotted, murdered, and excluded by his family. The spells he had created with all his efforts were swallowed up, and those who swallowed his spells would eventually turn the tables and call him a thief.

How ridiculous this is...

Twenty hearts are dead.

On the Jincheng Pond and in the Peach Blossom Land, Bai Zi, who was controlled by Xu Shuanglin, laughed and said that he was a ghost crawling out of hell and wanted to seek his life from the living.

Chu Wanning looked around and saw that all the sects in the upper world were panicked and in chaos. The so-called "tree" and "moneys scattered" were not just a family of Confucian styles.

Xu Shuanglin used the rest of his life to ignite this fire of revenge.

He did it.

"boom!"

Suddenly, a purple light shone through the sky in the seventh city of the Rufeng Sect - the dark city, suddenly appeared, which made everyone unable to open their eyes.

Ye Wangxi immediately raised his sword eyebrows: "Not good!"

As he said that, he was about to move towards the dark city to drive his sword. Nangong Si grabbed her. His unruly face seemed very haggard and almost collapsed in just one night. But he still grabbed Ye Wangxi's shoulder tightly and said hoarsely: "Don't go there."

"But the evil spirits suppressed under the Golden Drum Tower are about to come out. The Rufeng Sect has imprisoned thousands of evil things for a hundred years. If they all break the seal and come to this world..." Ye Wangxi did not continue to say it, but felt chilling.

Nangong Si said: "What's the point of going?"

"I……"

"Ye Wangxi, you have done enough for the Confucian style sect." Nangong Si's eyes were empty, and he raised his hand. For a moment, he seemed to want to wipe the mud and dust from Ye Wangxi's cheeks, but in the end he just moved and did nothing.

"Don't waste any more effort," he said. "The Golden Drum Tower needs to be the power of the leader and the ten elders to be stable. If you go, you will die."

"I know it's a death, but even if it's a death," Ye Wangxi paused, his expression seemed very painful. "Even if it's a death, I... don't want to stand by. If the Golden Drum Tower is broken, the demons come to the world, the Confucian Sect... will definitely be the target of thousands of people... you..."

"Do you think that if the Golden Drum Tower is not broken, the Rufeng Sect will not be pointed by thousands of people?" Nangong Si smiled, with dry blood on the corners of his lips, and his smile became more and more desolate.

"Don't be stupid, Rufeng Sect has come to an end. Are you alive well? Because I really..." Nangong Si closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembled, and his throat choked, "I really don't want anyone to die for this sect anymore... It's not worth it..."

In the surging fire, Ye Wangxi looked at Nangong Si in a daze. He had to say something in a hurry. Suddenly, he heard the rumbling sound of the Futu Pagoda rumbling in the direction of the dark city. She turned her head and saw thousands of bright white light flying from the standing golden drum tower in all directions and disappearing into the vast night.

Ye Wangxi lost all his blood: "The Golden Drum Tower... is about to collapse..."

"Bang--"

The earth trembled, and the land under his feet began to split. As the great demon who had been suppressed by the Rufeng Golden Drum Tower for hundreds of years returned to the world, it turned into a strong blood-red light. The red light looked like a big fish with an amazing tail blooming like a red lotus. The big fish made a roar that opened the world. The sound waves shocked the leaves thousands of miles away and trembled. It rushed towards the East China Sea. The towering pagoda instantly cracked into tens of thousands of broken bricks and tiles. The sword-controlled land was too close to the pagoda. The air wave turned into the big demon was suddenly overturned and caught in the burning catastrophe fire. It didn't even have time to scream, and it was burned to ashes.

"What is that?"

"Gun!!"

The person next to him was angry and hugged his sword tightly and was not blown down by the sudden demonic wind. He cursed: "Why get out? Why do you want me to get out?"

"Why get out? I said this is 'Gun' -! One of the ancient ferocious beasts! Legend has it that Nangong Changying, the first leader of the Rufeng Sect, once subdued the evil beast Gun in the East China Sea and built a golden drum tower to imprison him - I didn't expect it to be true!"

The ferocious beast came out. Although it had not recovered its vitality and had been under the pagoda for a long time, it was still scared of the Taoist priests, so it had not stayed for a long time before fleeing to the East China Sea, but the rolling waves it set off should not be underestimated. The catastrophe fire burning the Rufeng Sect was almost lifted several feet high by this wave of air, and the originally safe places were instantly burned by fire.

Xue Zhengyong was through the battlefield for a long time, and immediately shouted: "Run quickly-! Run quickly!"

For a moment, the bricks and sand fell. After he roared, the iron fan carried Mrs. Wang and fled to the distance. The other monks also fled, but some were fighting in full swing, life and death. For example, Qi Liangji and several elders in his sect did not have time to escape, and they did not even want to escape. The moment they were swallowed by the fire of robbery, their eyes were still shining with deep hatred...

In this way, it was wiped out.

Nangong Si suddenly turned over and jumped onto the aubic golden king, and reached out to Ye Wangxi: "Come up!" Then he turned around and looked at Chu Wanning next to him: "Master—you too—"

"If you can't carry it, you can go first."

"But……"

Mo Ran made a quick decision and said to Nangong Si: "Go away! I will take my master to use his sword!"

Seeing that the fire was getting closer and closer, Nangong Si cursed inwardly, hugged Ye Wangxi from behind, and disappeared into the vast night with her riding the demon wolf.

The trees were falling down one after another, and the orange forest burned and made a harsh crackling sound. The wind was filled with a strange sound of oranges. It was urgent to wait. Mo Ran summoned Dingqi Changjian and avoided the place where the fire had not burned in front of him.

Behind him, the nobles of the Rufeng Sect, who have been splendid for a hundred years, are like the thousands of acres of towers and corridors, and the grasslands are all destroyed overnight in this tide-like flame.

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