Great Wei scholar

"Hong Sheng, save me."

"Xu Sheng, I was wrong, I was wrong, we were wrong, please, let us go, don't ring the bell again, don't ring the bell again."

The cries sounded.

Everyone is really uncomfortable, tears are streaming down their faces, the scholars all over the world are really about to cry.

The Sword of Questioning Heart caused them unbearable pain, that's fine, Hong Zhengtian didn't do anything serious, and was still angry at Xu Qingxiao here.

If you're angry, then you're angry, Xu Qingxiao shocked Haoran Wenzhong, it's everyone who hurts.

Can't you think about it for everyone?

The voices of scholars all over the world resounded in Great Wei, this is the power of scholars gathered before.

With so many begging for mercy right now, the common people of Wei could not help but roar with laughter.

In the palace, all civil and military officials couldn't help laughing.

In the Palace of Literature, Hong Sheng's face turned red and turned white. Fortunately, he was in a small world, so no one could see him.

"Xu Qingxiao, you use this method to persecute scholars all over the world. Do you think they are really afraid of you? You can't be a doctor. They are all scholars. If you use such torture to punish them, are you still a saint?"

"Virtue doesn't match!"

Hearing the scholars of Zhu Sheng's line say this, Hong Zhengtian became even more angry, isn't it just a pain?Is this necessary?No spine at all?

Hong Zhengtian lost all face now, but even so, he still had to speak hard and angrily reprimanded Xu Qingxiao.

After this remark.

At that moment, a voice sounded.

clang!clang!clang!clang!clang!

clang!clang!clang!clang!clang!

Holding the awe-inspiring bell in his hand, facing Hong Zhengtian's roar, Xu Qingxiao shook it ten times in one breath, and the awe-inspiring righteousness in his body was also emptied by one-fifth.

This!

That's his response.

At this moment, the world became quiet.

All readers fell silent.

In the Great Wei Wen Palace, the Confucian scholars were all stunned in place, their eyes were no longer fear, but despair.

true despair.

Before ringing the bell three times, they couldn't stand it anymore, now ringing the bell ten times?

I play your uncle.

In the palace, the six ministers were also silent. Even if Xu Qingxiao became a saint, he would still be like this.

There is no change at all.

Really fierce.

But this is pretty good, at least Xu Qingxiao's original intention has not changed.

At this moment, Hong Zhengtian was also stunned.

Xu Qingxiao is simply! ! ! ! !Too much deception! ! ! ! !

"Scholars of my generation, don't be afraid of pain, everyone, hold back, we still have a big killer move!"

Hong Zhengtian yelled, he told the scholars all over the world that there is another big killer move, let everyone hold back, don't panic, at worst, you will die.

But when Hong Zhengtian said this, roars of grief and anger resounded.

"what!!!!!"

"Hong Zhengtian, why the fuck can't you not say it?"

"You old dog, it's not you who dare to feel hurt?"

"Hold your uncle, come and try it? Standing and talking won't hurt your back."

"Thanks to you being a semi-saint, if you weren't a semi-saint, I would have eighteen generations of your ancestors."

Some scholars really couldn't bear it anymore. They followed the Wen Palace to make troubles, and it was fine to give up their righteousness, and it was fine to suffer so much.

Now you still let yourself bear it?I bear you uncle!

Indeed, the sword of questioning the heart caused them severe mental injuries. It was no longer physical pain, but physical and mental pain.

The person who yelled the loudest before is also the one who cries the most now.

Many scholars even kowtowed in Xu Qingxiao's direction, enduring the pain.

Crying out loud that I was wrong.

Their end is miserable, but no one pities them, because such people don't need pity.

But there are still a group of people who, after hearing what Hong Zhengtian said, couldn't help showing excitement, after all, there is still a big killer move that hasn't been used yet.

Hearing these scolding voices, Hong Zhengtian finally lost his grip.

"Xu Qingxiao, don't push yourself too hard. If you really use the big killer, you will ruin your life."

Hong Zhengtian said excitedly, he was full of hatred, looked at Xu Qingxiao and said this, with threats in his words.

clang!clang!clang!

However, Xu Qingxiao didn't answer anything, and kept ringing the Haoran Wenzhong, which was Xu Qingxiao's response.

The reason for this is that Xu Qingxiao wanted to see who the big shots behind Wen Gong were. Zhu Sheng said that there must be someone guiding Wen Gong.

This is the real behind-the-scenes, if I can force it out, even show myself, I will ask Zhu Sheng to recover.

He uprooted Wen Gong in one breath.

In this way, there will be no troubles.

"Xu Qingxiao!"

"Aside from Zhen Wenzhong, what else would you do?"

Hong Zhengtian really didn't know what to say this time, he inexplicably felt like a fool, no matter what he said, Xu Qingxiao would just ring with a grand bell.

Is it over yet?

Hearing this, Xu Qingxiao put Wen Zhong down slowly, and then his eyes turned cold.

In an instant, the Great Wei Dragon Cauldron hung above his head, and bursts of dragon chant sounded, making the Gentleman's Sword even more terrifying.

At this moment, the scholars of Zhu Sheng's line let out a howl of ghosts and wolves.

Well, stop playing Haoran Wenzhong, and play Dawei Longding.

This is so fucking annoying.

Hong Zhengtian was so angry that he really didn't know what to do when he met someone like Xu Qingxiao.

"Get away from Wei, don't waste time."

At this moment, a voice sounded in Wen Palace and reached Hong Zhengtian's ears.

With the sound of this voice, Hong Zhengtian came to his senses. The most important thing right now is to get away from Da Wei, not to get entangled with Xu Qingxiao here.

"Get away from Wei!"

At this moment, Hong Zhengtian's eyes were about to burst, and he roared loudly.

The entire Great Wei Palace once again burst into endless light.

want to get away.

But at this moment, Xu Qingxiao's voice finally sounded.

"With my sage here, want to break away from Wei? Dreaming!"

Following Xu Qingxiao's voice sounded.

In an instant, the Great Wei Longding turned into hundreds of feet, and hundreds of millions of people's opinions fell down. The real dragon soared out of the tripod, and the terrifying heavenly power filled the air. This is the power of the Great Wei National Destiny.

The Haoran Wenzhong hangs above Xu Qingxiao's head, protecting Xu Qingxiao's safety.

Although the whole Palace of Literature was so radiant, it was difficult to move under the pressure of Great Wei Longding.

The will of the people is like the sea, and the fortune of the country is like a mountain.

Accompanied by the power of Xu Qingxiao's sage, the Great Wei Wengong really couldn't stop such pressure.

One and a half saints, the dragon tripod of national destiny.

Who can stand this?

The entire Great Wei Wen Palace was overwhelmed and a little out of breath.

Even Hong Zhengtian could hardly resist Xu Qingxiao's power.

"Xu Qingxiao, do you want to stop me when I leave Great Wei?"

"Even if you leave me to wait, people's hearts have been scattered, do you think it's useful?"

Hong Zhengtian opened his mouth and said so.

Yanyun Fuzhong.

Xu Qingxiao was filled with awe-inspiring righteousness and Wen Zhong, and then disappeared completely.

Appeared in the sky above the Great Wei Palace.

His dharma form is ten thousand feet high and extremely radiant, like the only god in the world.

Looking into Wen Palace, Xu Qingxiao's eyes penetrated everything, looking straight at Hong Zhengtian.

"You are really noisy."

Xu Qingxiao opened his mouth, and the next moment, he stretched out his hand, the invisible force condensed, surpassed everything, and slapped Hong Zhengtian hard.

This slap resounded crisply, and it was also projected into the entire Great Wei Dynasty.

As a semi-saint, Xu Qingxiao's current strength is far superior to that of ordinary semi-saints. Hong Zhengtian used to be able to suppress Xu Qingxiao, but now, he is like an ant.

puff.

Xu Qingxiao's slap was extremely direct and brutal.

Several of Hong Zhengtian's teeth were broken, causing Hong Zhengtian to spit out a mouthful of blood, and his left cheek instantly became red and swollen.

And this scene was also seen by scholars all over the world. Most of the scholars of Zhu Sheng's line saw their half-sage being hanged and beaten by Xu Qingxiao.

Naturally full of anger and unwillingness, but more humiliation.

"Xu Qingxiao, don't force me."

Being so humiliated, Hong Zhengtian almost lost his mind. He looked at Xu Qingxiao with a cold voice.

on the sky.

Xu Qingxiao shook his head, he let out a long sigh, making everyone curious, not knowing why Xu Qingxiao sighed.

"You guys are really cheap bones."

"Okay! Today, Ben Sheng wants to see if you have any other big killer moves."

Xu Qingxiao's voice sounded.

The next moment, he fell directly from the sky and slowly landed on the ground, which was the entrance of the Great Wei Palace.

Without any hesitation, Xu Qingxiao walked towards Wen Palace.

At this moment, the Palace of Literature was shining with blazing light, and the Eight Jade Sacred Rulers protected the Wen Palace. As Xu Qingxiao entered, the Eight Jade Sacred Rulers shook.

However, under Xu Qingxiao's gaze, the Eight Jade Sacred Ruler became quiet and did not hinder Xu Qingxiao.

At that moment, Xu Qingxiao walked into the Palace of Literature step by step, and this scene was also projected. The world was extremely curious, not knowing what Xu Qingxiao was going to do.

In the Palace of Literature, no one dared to obstruct Xu Qingxiao. The Sword of Questioning Heart had caused them unbearable pain. Now the pain is much less, but there are still powerful side effects.

Naturally, no one dared to speak anymore, nor was he qualified to speak.

The Confucian scholars in the Wen Palace are the highest-ranking Confucian scholars in the world. Who is Xu Qingxiao?