I have a role in the heavens

Xu Zisheng's figure flashed and appeared in front of Emperor Yuan Jing. He stretched out his hand and the Confucian Sage carving knife held by Zhao Shou flew up and fell into his hand.

"If people are unruly, God will cut them down. If you are unruly, I will cut them down!"

Xu Zisheng was not like a scholar at this time, but more like a lawless warrior, high-spirited, unruly, domineering, and willful.

"Joan of Arc, if you don't want this clone to perish, just go ahead and make it real!"

Xu Zisheng grabbed Emperor Yuan Jing's neck and lifted him up. His loud voice spread over a hundred miles and reached the dragon veins of the imperial mausoleum.

Emperor Yuan Jing's qualifications were not good, and he only had a sixth-grade Yin Shen cultivation level. He was completely helpless in Xu Zisheng's hands. He was like a little chicken, struggling constantly, but unfortunately it was useless.

Xu Zisheng carried Emperor Yuan Jing and walked out step by step. The ministers stood dumbfounded. They were shocked by the name Emperor Zhende. That was the name of the late emperor, so what does it have to do with today's events.

Although the ministers were full of confusion, they still followed Xu Zisheng, keeping a safe distance, and looked at Xu Zisheng nervously, for fear that he would strangle Emperor Yuan Jing to death if he were not careful.

A group of people walked out of the Golden Palace in a mighty manner and arrived at the square in front of the palace. Xu Zisheng stood in the middle and looked up to the outside of Kyoto City, looking into the void, as if waiting for someone.

There was still some time left, with a faint smile on Xu Zisheng's face. Looking at the blushing Emperor Yuan Jing and the worried ministers, Xu Zisheng suddenly felt that he should have joined the Tiandihui of Taoist Jinlian, because the name of that organization and the It fits what I want to do now.

"It seems that Taoist Jin Lian has some abilities. It can be seen at a glance that he is not a law-abiding person. He is very suitable for joining the mysterious organization!"

"It's just a pity that the Tiandihui is still too inferior to accommodate a genius like me!"

Nowadays, there is only one person in the entire Kyoto city who can stop Xu Zisheng, and that is Si Tianjian Jianzheng. Wang Wenzhen obviously knew this, and quietly turned around and gave instructions.

"Send someone to Si Tianjian and tell the prisoner that His Majesty is being held hostage by Xu Zisheng. I hope he can rescue him!"

Although Wang Wenzhen was very disappointed with Emperor Yuan Jing's performance, he was a traditional scholar who upheld loyalty to the emperor and patriotism, and still did not want to see Emperor Yuan Jing killed by Xu Zisheng.

"No need to waste any effort, I can notify you directly!"

Although Wang Wenzhen's voice was low, it still couldn't be hidden from Xu Zisheng's ears. He turned back to look at the Chief Assistant, grinned, showed a bright and bright smile, and said with a smile.

"Jianzheng, today I want to kill Emperor Joan De and Emperor Yuan Jing, will you stop me?"

Xu Zisheng shouted loudly, the sound shook the void, reached the Eight Diagrams Tower of the Star Observation Tower, and penetrated into the ears of the white-clothed and white-haired Jian Zheng, who was as ethereal as an immortal.

Jian Zheng looked solemn, turned his back to his disciple Yang Qianhuan, looked at the palace, and said in a deep voice.

"You can take action, but I won't interfere!"

When Yang Qianhuan heard that Xu Zisheng actually wanted to kill the king, his expression moved slightly and he murmured.

"Isn't Emperor Zhende dead a long time ago? Could it be that he faked his corpse, so Xu Zisheng wants to kill him, but what does this have to do with Emperor Yuan Jing?"

"Why didn't I think of this before? If I could kill Emperor Yuan Jing, I would definitely be in the limelight!"

"It's a pity that it was too late. Emperor Zhende and Emperor Yuan Jing were targeted by Xu Zisheng. I will definitely not be able to snatch him away!"

Yang Qianhuan looked depressed and frowned, feeling distressed at losing such an opportunity to shine.

"No! Now Emperor Yuan Jing has abdicated and is now the Supreme Emperor. There is another emperor in Dafeng, Emperor Yongxing!"

"I'm going to kill Emperor Yongxing right away. I'll definitely make a big splash!"

Yang Qian did what he fantasized about, with a look of excitement on his face. He flashed into the air, rushed towards the palace, and wanted to kill the transparent Emperor Yongxing.

Jian Zheng had a dark look on his face, stretched out his hand and slapped Yang Qianhuan to the ground, saying angrily.

"You're crazy. We are sorcerers. Our luck is connected with Dafeng. If one is prosperous, both will be prosperous, and if one is harmed, both will suffer!"

"If I could kill Lord Feng, would I tolerate the collapse of Emperor Joan for so many years?"

The warlock system relies heavily on the rise and fall of dynasties, and it relies on the luck of the dynasty to practice and integrate. Jian Zheng has long been aware of the traces of Emperor Jeanne, but because he was limited by luck, he could not take action, otherwise he would suffer backlash. He killed Zhende. Virtue is equivalent to suicide.

"Teacher Jianzheng, let me go and don't mislead me. I will kill Emperor Yongxing today and let everyone see my grace!"

Jian Zheng was completely disappointed with this disciple, so he threw him away and suppressed him under the Star Observation Tower to prevent Yang Qianhuan from causing trouble.

Emperor Zhende and Emperor Yuanjing brought disaster to the world, and they deserved their punishment. Emperor Yongxing had just ascended the throne and had done nothing. Yang Qianhuan just shouted for beatings and killings. This was really too much.

When the civil and military officials heard the words coming from the air, they were in an uproar. Is it true that as Xu Zisheng said, His Majesty is the mastermind behind everything and wants to subvert the world of Da Feng. That's why Jian Zheng, the patron saint of Da Feng, stood by and watched. No. Save Yuan Jingdi.

For a moment, Wang Wenzhen and others frowned, not knowing what to do. After thinking for a moment, they decided to wait and see what happened, observe and observe, and then not intervene easily. Things were not as simple as they thought.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred. Emperor Yuan Jing actually broke free from Xu Zisheng's hand and flew into the air. His face was majestic and his expression was calm. He looked down at Xu Zisheng, high above him, like a god in charge of the heaven and earth, with incomparable indifference.

"Xu Zisheng, do you really think you can kill me? I have been practicing Taoism for more than 20 years, how can it be so easy to kill me?"

"Joan of Arc!"

Xu Zisheng did not feel any surprise. With the technique of transforming three pure states into one energy, three people can be separated and combined.

"You really know many of my secrets. I shouldn't have let you enter the court back then!"

Emperor Yuan Jing seems to have changed into a different person at this time. He should be called Emperor Zhende at this time. His whole person gives people a feeling of filthy yet sacred, evil yet solemn.

The expressions of Wang Wenzhen and others changed, and the last trace of luck in their hearts was extinguished. There was indeed something wrong with Emperor Yuan Jing, and what Xu Zisheng said was true.

Xu Zisheng waved the Confucian Sage Carving Knife in his hand, and a stream of pure air flew out, fell to the ground, and turned into a series of talismans and incantations. They were connected and changed to form a teleportation array. With a flash of clear light, the figure of Emperor Joan of Arc disappeared. Inside the palace, he was teleported out of Kyoto City.

Xu Zisheng and Emperor Zhende, one is a half-step Confucian saint, and the other is in the second-level tribulation realm. The fight between the two is enough to destroy the entire city of Kyoto. Naturally, the battlefield cannot be in the palace, and needs to be changed to a clean place.

Xu Zisheng glanced at the princes and Emperor Yongxing in the court, saw their expressions were stiff and their eyes were confused, and he spoke.

"The emperor is innocent. Xu will attack him today. All the princes can stay in the palace and wait for the result."

After saying that, a clear light flashed, covering Xu Zisheng, and his figure disappeared from the place, and he didn't know where he went.

Suburbs of Beijing, Nanyuan. A series of talismans and incantations appeared in the place, the formation lit up, and Emperor Yuan Jing appeared in a yellow robe. He looked around calmly.

"Nanyuan!"

With just a glance, Emperor Joan of Arc recognized that this was a royal hunting ground. The two hundred and sixty miles of vast woodland was indeed very suitable for a battlefield.

Emperor Jeanne looked somewhere, with deep malice in her eyes. She stretched out her right hand and pinched it in the air. A lightsaber appeared, then flicked out and shot straight out.

The clear light flickered there, and Xu Zisheng's figure appeared. The sword light was sharp and extremely fast. It appeared on Xu Zisheng's chest in an instant, and it broke every inch. There seemed to be an invisible barrier in front of Xu Zisheng, blocking Emperor Jeanne's attack.

Emperor Joan of Arc was once contaminated by the evil thoughts of the Taoist leader of the Earth Sect. The evil thoughts were strong, and she frowned slightly, with shocking murderous intent in her eyes, making no secret of her jealousy and resentment towards Xu Zisheng.

"Haoran Zhengqi, you are indeed a genius who practices Confucianism and Taoism. You have entered the first-level realm at a young age, which makes people jealous!"

"With the support of great fortune and painstaking planning, in the past forty years, I have only been able to reach the second-level realm, which is comparable to the first-level land immortal realm! But you have entered the first-level realm easily and smoothly. Really, this thief is so unfair!"

Jealousy makes people look beyond recognition. Emperor Jeanne's facial features are distorted, ferocious and terrifying, her eyes are full of malice, murderous intent is overwhelming, and her hatred is hard to calm down. I don't know if she thought Xu Zisheng had cuckolded him.

Seeing this, Xu Zisheng teased with a faint smile on his face.

"I'm not Wei Yuan, and I don't have an affair with the Queen. It's really easy for people to misunderstand that you hate me like this!"

Emperor Jeanne's expression froze, and the technique of transforming the three pure states in one breath was extremely miraculous. Although he refined King Zhenbei and Emperor Yuanjing, he still retained their emotional memories. They were a trinity, three people in one body, each different, but interconnected. What Xu Zisheng said struck a chord with Emperor Jeanne and made him furious.

"Speaking of which, there's nothing wrong with you killing Wei Yuan!"

"After all, Wei Yuan and the Queen were childhood sweethearts and almost eloped. It was for this reason that Wei Yuan was purged and became a man without a chicken. But this does not mean that he and the Queen cannot have a relationship. Since ancient times, Aren’t there too many things about harem women and eunuchs having sex with each other? I think Wei Yuan probably cuckolded you a lot back then!"

Xu Zisheng knew the art of speaking, which made Emperor Jeanne tremble with rage, her eyes widened in anger, her hair and beard standing on end, and she said with hatred.

"Wei Yuan deserves to die. He actually dared to have sex with the queen. Even if he died ten times, a hundred times would not be an exaggeration!"

Xu Zisheng's eyes lit up when he heard this. He was obviously very interested in these gossips. With an evil smile on his face, he continued to stimulate Emperor Joan of Arc.

"As expected, Wei Yuan did a great job!"

"By the way, before I do anything, let me tell you one more news!"

"Wei Yuan's soul was saved by me. Song Qing of Si Tianjian can refine a soulless body. As long as Wei Yuan's soul is put into it, he can be resurrected, and it is a very complete resurrection. Transformation Became a man with a chicken!”

"When the time comes, the relationship between him and the queen will be bad. I'm afraid your cuckold will become even more cuckold!"

Xu Zisheng's words were like adding fuel to the fire, completely irritating Emperor Jeanne. His beard and hair stood on end, his eyes widened with anger, he roared, his body flashed, and a long sword appeared in his hand again, stabbing Xu Zisheng.

"I say a cold man is difficult for anyone to get close to!"

With a smile in his eyes, Xu Zisheng mocked Emperor Jeanne, and activated the Confucian method of following words. Emperor Jeanne's figure immediately began to retreat, returning to the original place, as if time and space were traveling backwards.

Emperor Jeanne's expression changed and became extremely serious. Confucian magical powers are indeed difficult to deal with. They can deal with enemies with just a few words. No wonder they were able to run rampant in the world two hundred years ago. The Wushen Sect and Buddhism they fought were defeated one after another, and they dominated the Central Plains.

At that time, Confucian scholars were extremely arrogant. No matter which monk they encountered, they would dare to ridicule them.

"Buddhism is great, Taoism is great, oh, the warlocks are also good. Gu masters and wizards who have found new ways are also very spiritual and worthy of praise! Oh, vulgar warriors, please come out, this is a gathering of elegant people. By the way, take advantage of the aliens of the demon clan Take them away together. The rest of you here, with all due respect, are all rubbish!"

But later, after the incident of Cheng's sub-sage, he established Neo-Confucianism, preserved the natural principles and destroyed human desires, suppressed the Confucian sages and orthodoxy, ruined the spirituality of scholars, and made Confucianism unable to recover. It became a little brother that everyone could bully, even those who spoke loudly. All rights are gone, and the whole person is just a doormat.

Emperor Jeanne was resentful. It was clear that Yunlu Academy had been suppressed and was in decline. Xu Zisheng, a student from the Imperial Academy, actually embarked on the Confucianism and Taoism practice at Yunlu Academy. He made rapid progress and in just a few years, he entered the world of Confucianism and Taoism. In the realm of the first-grade sub-sage, the power of Confucianism is once again displayed.

Emperor Joan of Arc took a deep breath and pinched the seal in his hand. Countless spiritual energy from heaven and earth gathered together and turned into a sharp sword, hanging high in the air, shaking the sky and blocking out the sun. The sword energy was breathed out, and the sword light was bright.

Emperor Jeanne waved her hand fiercely, and countless flying swords fell down. The sword energy roared, the cold light shone, and they were densely packed, like rain falling. They all rushed towards Xu Zisheng, and the violent sword energy enveloped his figure.

"Boom boom boom!"

The sword energy continuously collided with the invisible barrier in front of Xu Zisheng. Transparent ripples rippled, and the energy aftermath destroyed the surrounding trees. The ground flew up, dust flew, and everything was blurry.

"I am invincible! Uh, sorry, I said it wrong!"

"I am indestructible!"

Xu Zisheng smiled awkwardly, looked down at the tall tent, and quickly changed his mind.

Wisps of golden light shone from the surface of Xu Zisheng's body, and the invisible barrier was penetrated by the flying sword and fell on Xu Zisheng's body.

"Ding ding ding!"

The sword energy hit Xu Zisheng's body, making a sound of gold and iron, like a bell being struck, crisp and sweet, very pleasant to the ear.

"Buddhist Vajra Body!"

Emperor Jeanne frowned, narrowed her eyes slightly, and contracted her pupils. Confucianism was indeed difficult to deal with. It could imitate the abilities of all major cultivation systems with almost no shortcomings. No wonder it could dominate all major systems and become the boss.

Just look at Buddhism today to see how powerful Confucianism was back then. Buddhism now has four first-grade Bodhisattvas and many Arhat Vajras, and is the largest force in the world. However, hundreds of years ago, it was still beaten to a pulp by Confucianism. He rolled out of the Central Plains in great embarrassment and could only take root in the Western Regions. So far, he has not been able to make a comeback and preach to the Central Plains again.

"We must find a way to attack at close range. Xu Zisheng practices Confucianism and Taoism, and his martial arts skills are sparse. If I can get close to him, I can definitely kill him with Renzong's sword skills!"

Thoughts were surging in Emperor Jeanne's heart, and she was thinking about countermeasures. She flashed her figure and approached Xu Zisheng again. With a pinch in her hand, countless sword energy came out. The sword energy roared, with a sharp edge, and surged toward Xu Zisheng with great momentum. Horrifying, the movement is shocking.

"Boom boom boom!"

The ground seemed to have been bombarded by artillery. It was uneven, pitted and in a mess. Cracks spread all over the ground and spread hundreds of meters, which was shocking.

Xu Zisheng's figure had disappeared from the spot at some point, standing in the void, unscathed. He had just used his magical power again to teleport himself into the air and avoid Emperor Jeanne's attack.

"The Renzong's swordsmanship is indeed unique. The sword cuts the physical body, and the heart cuts the soul. Every sword energy hides the attack of the soul, making it difficult for people to guard against it. Even the indestructible body of King Kong cannot withstand it!"

"In terms of swordsmanship alone, you are better than Chu Yuanzhen, a disciple of the Renzong. You are indeed an old guy who has practiced for more than 40 years, and you are quite talented!"

Emperor Jeanne was not happy when she heard Xu Zisheng's praise. Xu Zisheng put himself in a high position and actually commented on his cultivation strength.

"I, Joan of Arc, am a great monarch, the supreme one, why do I need your evaluation!"

Emperor Jeanne was full of arrogance, and her figure kept disappearing and reappearing. A series of sword energy stretched across the void, constantly attacking Xu Zisheng. There were bursts of explosions, and the entire Nanyuan seemed to have suffered a natural disaster. The earth rolled, the river stopped flowing, and the trees fell. The ground and mountain peaks collapsed, creating a horrific scene of destruction.

Emperor Jeanne stretched out her hands, and her palms were filled with golden light and black light. She kept shooting out, and palm prints appeared in the void and fell towards Xu Zisheng.

The Taoist Yangshen, known as the Immortal Dharma Body, is the sublimation of the invulnerability of the golden elixir. Once you enter the realm of a first-class land deity, the Yangshen and the physical body overlap, and you can even fight hand-to-hand with warriors. Of course, the attack power and durability are definitely Not as good as a martial artist.

Xu Zisheng kept his hands behind his back from the beginning to the end. The gentleman spoke loudly without moving his hands, and spoke loudly again.

"I am invincible and invincible. No attack can fall on me!"

Haoran's righteousness shines brightly, and the palm prints disappear before they get close. It is really a rogue to follow his words and actions. If you change the law, no attack can break this defense.

Emperor Jeanne was extremely helpless and roared silently, turning into sound waves and flying towards Xu Zisheng, formless and extremely difficult to detect.

The corners of Xu Zisheng's mouth curled up with disdain, and he roared angrily.

"Roar!"

The Buddhist lion's roar, a technique practiced by Buddhist monks, can be called the loudest among monks. Among the sonic techniques, it can be regarded as invincible. It can directly neutralize the attack of Emperor Joan of Arc without losing its remaining power. It is powerful. The sonic attack blasted towards Emperor Jeanne, knocking him to the ground.

"boom!"

The earth shook, and cracks spread like spider webs. It was terrifying and eerie. Countless dust was flying, making people's vision blurred and Emperor Jeanne's figure unclear.

After the dust cleared, Emperor Jeanne was in an extremely embarrassed state, with a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. His clothes were in tatters, barely covering his body, and could be vaguely seen by the breeze.

"No wonder the queen hooked up with Wei Yuan, she might as well be a eunuch!"

Xu Zisheng withdrew his gaze, feeling a little jealous, and once again mocked Emperor Jeanne with his venomous tongue, making him furious and humiliated.

"Xu Zisheng, you deserve to die. Stop using your words!"

Wei Yuan will always be a thorn in Emperor Jeanne's heart, not only because Wei Yuan fell in love with him, but also because Wei Yuan was stunningly talented, talented, and capable in both civil and military affairs. He overpowered him in every aspect, which made him hate it because he was so proud.