Chapter 389: The Literary Giant Dies, Everything Returns to Heaven and Earth, Go to the Wei Mansion to Settle the Score?

"What kind of power is this?"

The old man's face suddenly changed when he saw this. He had never expected that his sword energy would be swallowed up by the other party.

"Is this what you call a method? It's really disappointing."

Sun Buxiu sneered, and the black spear in his hand instantly turned into a black stream of light, stabbing directly at the old man's chest.

"Saint phantom, merge!"

The old man saw this and then roared. The saint's phantom that was originally floating behind him instantly turned into a stream of light and merged with him. A stream of magnificent talent burst out from him, and his figure instantly became illusory, like an invisible phantom.

A powerful force emanated from his body, and the long sword in his hand instantly became extremely sharp. With a swing of the sword, a red sword energy instantly slashed towards Sun Buxiu.

"Even if you have merged with the phantom of the saint, so what? Today I will kill you and your phantom of the saint together."

Sun Buxiu sneered at this, and then nine figures appeared behind him, surrounding the old man in the center.

"Military formation, nine stars in a row!"

With Sun Buxiu's shout, the nine figures behind him waved their weapons at the same time and attacked the old man's phantom of the saint.

"Military Nine Stars in a Row? Are you from the military?"

The old man's face suddenly became ugly when he saw this. He had never thought that this seemingly ordinary young man was actually proficient in the military formation.

You should know that the military nine stars in a row is a very powerful existence. Nine people can work together to exert a force far beyond the strength of nine people, and can even fight against the phantom of the saint.

"Humph, whether you are a member of the military, you can go to hell and ask the King of Hell."

Sun Buxiu sneered, and the nine figures each held a black spear and attacked the old man's phantom of the saint from different directions.

Nine black spears instantly turned into nine black streams of light, like stars, attacking the old man's saintly shadow in a strange trajectory.

"No!"

The old man saw this and shouted in horror. He had never thought that this young man was so tricky. He was not only proficient in the military's nine-star linked formation, but also able to exert such a powerful force.

"How is this possible?"

"Who are you?"

The old man looked at Sun Buxiu and others in horror. He could not see through the strength of these people at all. They looked only in their thirties, but their strength was so terrifying. It was simply unbelievable.

"We? Humph, you are not qualified to know our identity."

It was too late to regret now. Nine black spears had already attacked him.

"Saint Shadow, protect me!"

The old man saw this and shouted hurriedly. The saintly shadow behind him instantly emitted a majestic force, covering his body. However, what made him despair was that the nine black spears actually penetrated his saint phantom directly and then pierced into his body.

"No..."

The old man let out a desperate scream, his body instantly became illusory, and then turned into a stream of talent and dissipated in the air, leaving only the blood-stained clothes he was wearing.

Sun Buxiu on the side did not show any joy on his face after dealing with the old man, "Is this old man too weak? I didn't even use the saint phantom, and he couldn't hold on. It's really boring."

After Sun Buxiu finished speaking, he turned his head and looked at Shi Yue on the side. The situation on the other side was not much different from his side. Shi Yue only used less than 30% of his strength, and the other party died under his sword, and also only had a set of clothes left.

"It's still too weak, not even a challenge."

Shi Yue shook his head slightly, a trace of disappointment appeared on his face, and then gently waved the sword to disperse the blood on the sword.

"It's not that they are too weak, it's that you are too strong. After all, you were all famous geniuses before." Ci Qibai sighed.

Hearing this, Sun Buxiu nodded and said, "After all, we are also the descendants of Sun Sheng for who knows how many generations, so it's not too much to call him a genius."

"Old Sun, the young master is standing here, how dare you call him a genius in front of him? What realm were you at the age of fourteen? I remember that I just broke through to the level of a scholar, right?"

Shang Han, who was standing aside, couldn't help but roll his eyes and said unhappily.

Sun Buxiu touched his nose awkwardly when he heard this, and said, "That... I was just excited for a moment, and forgot that the young master was still standing here."

"You will make him proud if you praise Ci Song like this."

Ci Qibai waved his hand, and the iron cavalry transformed by his talent disappeared without a trace. At this moment, the general's mansion was also a mess, and the bodies of the literati in the guard mansion were everywhere.

"I'll ask the person in charge to come and clean up the mess. Sir, should we go to the Wei Mansion to ask for an explanation?" Shi Yue asked Ci Qibai.

"Our General's Mansion is usually low-key, which is why these ignorant lunatics dare to come to our mansion to commit crimes.

Today, we will teach these ignorant guys a lesson and let them know that our General's Mansion is not easy to mess with." Sun Buxiu also echoed.

Ci Qibai nodded slightly, with a hint of sharpness in his eyes, but then he seemed to think of something and shook his head again, saying: "Let's tell King Liang about this matter and let him deal with it."

As soon as these words came out, several people present showed puzzled expressions.

Seeing this, Ci Qibai gave his own reasons: "Now that the national war is imminent, Mr. Wei is the Imperial Censor after all. If I completely break off with him, it will inevitably cause some unnecessary turmoil in the court, which is not a good thing for our General's Mansion and King Liang."

"When everything is done, we can settle the accounts later."

"We didn't think it through." Sun Buxiu and Shi Yue also agreed after hearing this.

Then Shi Yue asked someone to clean up the bodies, and several people returned to the banquet. On the way, Zhuang Diemeng curiously asked Ci Song, "Ci Song, why did the bodies of the two literary masters disappear after their death?"

"The realm of literary masters is truly recognized by heaven and earth, and can touch the root of the talent of heaven and earth. After their death, their bodies will turn into talent and return to heaven and earth."

Ci Song slowly opened his mouth and explained this problem to Zhuang Diemeng.

"Young Master is right. The literary master realm is the pinnacle of writers. Their bodies have completely merged with the talents of heaven and earth. This is why the literary master realm can mobilize the power of the avenue and summon the phantom of the saint."

Sun Buxiu also added.

Zhuang Diemeng nodded thoughtfully after hearing this and said, "I understand."

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