Fantasy: Starting Out as a Gigolo, Born a Confucian Sage

Chapter 352

When Haoran Zhengqi flew out from above Tianzhi Muduo, it was not much of a deterrent, far less than the Wolf God's attack just now.

But even so, the void a few miles away had already begun to shake earth-shakingly.

The terrifying aura around Changshengtian was instantly crushed into ashes and scattered in all directions.

This situation made Director Wang and Murong Qianshan shudder, and the color on their cheeks instantly faded, becoming as pale as paper.

In my mind, I once again refreshed my understanding of Confucianism. This is simply... simply incredible!

The outside world has always had a lot of criticism against Confucianism, especially among the people and the world.

After all, contemporary Confucianism has failed to recover.

Taking the Northern Han Dynasty as an example, there are only three half-step eighth-level masters, not even a half-saint!

At this level, people all over the world still flock to Confucianism, and scholars still occupy high positions in the court.

Why?

In a world where fists are the most important thing, a bunch of Confucian scholars know nothing, so what qualifications do they have to show off their power?

Therefore, over the years, there have been many voices of criticism, both among the people and in the arena.

Even above the imperial courts of the four Central Plains countries, military strategists, legalists, and even Taoists and Buddhists began to criticize Confucianism.

Suppression from all sides.

Although there is no apparent betrayal, the struggle for power in the mainland has reached an extremely heated level.

Including Murong Qianshan and Director Wang.

Before that, Confucianism in their minds was nothing more than a group of gentle scholars.

So what?

But now, even when facing a main god like Changshengtian, he can still crush his momentum from a distance.

It's too sensational.

And this is just the beginning.

Haoran's righteous energy shells suppressed the aura around Changshengtian, while Tianzhi Muduo had already distorted the surrounding void.

In an instant, the body that appeared in front of Changshengtian had turned into the size of a copper bell.

The man in green held the Heavenly Wooden Duo tightly in his hand, and it fell down instantly, shattering the surrounding void inch by inch.

Changshengtian's eyes were full of unwillingness and annoyance, but at this time, he had no intention of fighting back.

Instead, he quickly pulled back.

Just because the moment Tianzhi Muduo appeared, most of the divine power in his body had been suppressed.

The terrifying existence that had already transcended the ninth level was now vaguely only capable of the eighth level.

But the Qingyi scholar, the Half-Step Eight Realm, was not suppressed by Tianzhi Muduo at all, but his aura became more and more swollen.

Combat power has also increased significantly.

It was almost close to the real eighth realm, and the strength of the two was almost equalized in this instant.

"Is this the true face of the No. 1 Sacred Artifact of Confucianism? It's just a great gentleman from the seventh realm."

Director Wang felt his mouth was dry and he looked up into the void. Without any hesitation, he ran away into the distance.

"You're already here, why are you leaving?"

Shen Wuming's sinister voice sounded in his ears, and Director Wang's expression changed drastically.

There was clearly a distance of several miles between the two of them, but Director Wang still felt like he was dying and suddenly bit the tip of his tongue.

Rich blood essence spurted out from his mouth and lingered throughout his body, causing his escape speed to increase by 50% again.

"The Wolf God couldn't outrun me just now. Mr. Wang, do you think you can be faster than me?"

Shen Wuming's chuckle came from the air. He seemed to be laughing, but there was an extremely cold meaning in it.

Director Wang betrayed him at the last moment, which didn't make him angry, but he made a lot of mistakes and shouldn't have taken action against Minghui.

This girl was initially suspected by Shen Wuming. After all, she was too weird, which made him not trust the Buddhists.

But during this period of time together, Minghui's behavior had no problems at all.

He even used himself as a human shield just now to block Director Wang's fatal blow. For this reason, Director Wang deserved to die.

"I met the Fire Dragon Lord in the past, and the sword was passed down to me!"

Shen Wuming instantly stepped through the void and came behind Director Wang. In his hand, Qianji transformed into a long sword surrounded by a fire dragon and slashed through the air.

The sword light was like the rising sun, rapidly magnifying in Director Wang's eyes, causing his heart to beat wildly.

This is definitely not something you can stop!

"Murong Qianshan, if you haven't taken action yet, when will you wait?" Director Wang roared angrily and asked for help from Murong Qianshan.

Just as his voice fell, a spear came across the sky, blocking Shen Wuming's Thousand Machine Transformation.

There was a silver light lingering on the spear, and looking down the barrel, it was an armored silver warrior.

His whole body was wrapped tightly in armor, with only a pair of cold eyes exposed.

"The famous general of Yan State, Qin Zhaojun!"

Shen Wuming recognized this person's identity. He was one of the three heroes of the Yan Kingdom and the most powerful general among the young generation of the Yan Kingdom.

But no one could have imagined that this person was actually Murong Qianshan's puppet. This guy's abilities were extraordinary.

However, even if Qin Zhaojun takes action, he cannot stop the power of Qian Ji Transformation.

Amidst a violent trembling buzzing sound, the spear in Qin Zhaojun's hand flew up, and her whole body was also thrown away.

An elegant arc was drawn in the air, and then it landed heavily on the wasteland, and an explosion sounded.

Qianji's remaining power did not weaken at all, and it still fell heavily towards Director Wang's body.

However, the moment of space that Qin Zhaojun fought for finally gave Wang Daobo a glimmer of hope.

When he raised his hand, the Heavenly Fire Melting Sun Furnace in his hand had already been shot out, hitting the Thousand Ji Transformation.

The Thousand Changes were recorded on the Heavenly Fire Melting Sun Furnace, and cracks appeared on the furnace instantly, and then spread to the entire furnace body.

The Heavenly Fire Melting Sun Furnace, such a powerful magic weapon, was scrapped in an instant, but the power of the Thousand Changes was also resisted.

Wang Dao spurted out another mouthful of blood, which permeated his whole body, turned into a stream of light, and fled into the distance.

"Stop!"

Shen Wuming spoke again, not reciting scriptures at this time, but purely using the space technique.

The space around Wang Dao cracked instantly, revealing the chaos inside, which was sharp and sharp, and the wind was like a sword.

"Fuck!"

Wang Dao's original explosive momentum stopped instantly. If he continued to move forward, he would crash into the chaos.

With his cultivation, he could have survived in the chaos for a short time, but now his breath dropped so much.

If he entered the chaos, he would be chopped into meat sauce in two or three breaths, which was comparable to being executed by slow slicing.

But when he paused, Shen Wuming had already arrived in front of him, and Qianjibian instantly passed through his body.

With a "crack", a blood line appeared from Wang Dao's forehead to his crotch, slowly expanding and finally splitting.

The whole person was cut in half!

The battle above the sky was also extremely fierce at this time, and it was just a one-sided crushing.

The gods who were revered by the world to the soul, at this time, had become an old dog in the water.

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