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Yan Lu cried out badly, his cheeks were pale, and he was forced back again and again by the sword. He wanted to jump out of the circle, but Mu Han's sword was so fast that Yan Lu had no time to dodge. Shattered.

"Han lightsaber was shattered "[-]"?"

The Bailong sword strength of the Hundred Step Flying Sword not only shattered the Hanguang Sword, but also seriously injured Yan Lu's wrist.

If Yan Lu hadn't been able to dodge in time, he would have been blocked by this sword force in an instant.

Bang!

Yan Lu returned home in a disastrous defeat, he watched Mu Han's sneering sneer, but he couldn't break out the determination to kill Mu Han.

Mu Han came to the world like a god of death, making his back feel chilly as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

"Severely hurt Master Yan Lu with one sword?"

"This Mu Han is indeed a monster."

"Master Yan Lu's Hanguang sword can't beat Mu Han's sword? It's simply too terrifying!"

The power of this sword caused all the Confucian disciples to change their expressions suddenly. They were terrified. They only thought this sword was too terrifying, right?

"Severely hurt Junior Brother Yan Lu with one sword?"

Looking at Mu Han's sharp sword edge, still dripping Yan Lu's blood, Fu Nian felt that someone slapped his face, the corners of his mouth twitched, his eyelids twitched, and he was in shock.

This sword is simply too crazy!

"Mr. Mu, you are so cruel and ruthless. My junior brother Yan Lu was severely injured by your sword. Do you think little Shengxianzhuang is easy to bully?"

"Fu Nian, if you don't stop Yan Lu's bleeding, he will lose too much blood and die. Although I wounded him with a sword, you indirectly want to kill him?"

Mu Han looked at Fu Nian sarcastically, causing the latter to yell loudly, with an extremely messy expression on his face. He hastily touched several large acupuncture points on Yan Lu's body, and ordered a few Confucian disciples to carry Yan Lu to the back room to rest and recuperate. .

"Fu Nian, you pay attention to the way of kingship and governing the country. It's a pity that the princes of the Seven Kingdoms are fighting with each other and don't take it to heart. Now, I, Mu Han, rule the Seven Kingdoms, with hundreds of families. What do you think of this unprecedented great empire? Your royal way, why not?"

"Implement my kingly way? Hmph, Mr. Mu is too hostile. I am afraid that only the law of the Legalists, the righteousness of the Mohists, the inaction of the Taoist school, the unity of yin and yang, and the nine streams of the peasant family can help Mr. Mu. I am a little Confucian sage and sage. I can't afford this kind of responsibility, Mr. Mu, Fu Nian doesn't want to get embarrassed with you, so you should leave."

Fu Nian has always been proud and arrogant, and his Confucianism is deeply rooted, which made him reject other schools of thought.

He feels that Confucianism is orthodox in the world, and other schools such as Mohism, Taoism, peasantism, Yin-Yangism, and Legalism are all low-level and not worth mentioning.

Now, he is well aware of the six-fingered black knight of the Mohist school, Han Fei of the Legalist family, Shengqi of the Nong family, Concubine Yan of the Yin-Yang family, Xiaomeng of the Taoist school, and other schools of thought.

Now, Mu Han came to Xiaoshengxianzhuang with the intention of controlling Confucianism, but in fact he wanted to integrate all schools of thought into one and help him build this unprecedented great empire.

Thinking of this, how could Fu Nian, who had always been pure and proud, agree to Mu Han?

Even though Mu Han's mighty sword hit Yan Lu severely, he still swung the Tai'a sword, determined to save the face of Confucianism and Xiaoshengxianzhuang.

"Fu Nian, your Tai'a sword is ingenious but not powerful. It is dignified and majestic. It can arouse the power of the sword and unify the three elements of weather, location, people and three elements. Is that so?"

"Oh? I didn't expect Mr. Mu to know Tai'a Sword? That's right, my Tai'a Sword is ranked third in the sword manual."

Mu Han's words were meant to praise Tai'a Sword, which made Fu Nian proud. It seems that he made a mistake in his judgment before. Mu Han's sword was not as good as his Tai'a Sword. Otherwise, he wouldn't Say something like this.

"It's a pity that although your Tai'a sword is ranked third, it is not as good as mine. Fu Nian, do you feel that you have failed?"

Mu Han changed the subject and pretended to be a little bit forceful, so that Fu Nian couldn't catch his breath, and almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

It's too irritating, Mu Han is obviously pretending.

"Young master Mu, you are too crazy, I will use the holy king's sword technique to defeat you in Fu Nian."

Fu Nian snorted coldly, for an evildoer like Mu Han, he really doesn't have the confidence to seal his throat with a sword!

"Ding, congratulations master, you discovered the Xuan-level low-grade kung fu method, the Holy King's Sword Technique, do you want to deduce it?"

"Deduction!"

Mu Han smiled slightly, this Fu Nian's Holy King swordsmanship, because he has practiced Baibu Flying Sword, Wanjian Jue, Wanjian Guizong and other advanced sword skills, he has already cultivated this Holy King's swordsmanship to the state of Dzogchen,

This holy king's swordsmanship emphasizes the way of Tao and nature, and only courtesy...

Fu Nian didn't know that Mu Han's deduction of his Holy King Swordsmanship was even more terrifying than his Holy King's Swordsmanship.

Swish!

The Tai'a sword in Fu Nian's hand is like a sword energy that is not sharp. In an instant, this sword energy condenses in the void, forming two statues of Confucius and Mencius on the small sage village.

The statues of Confucius and Mencius, one on the left and one on the right, are fierce and fierce, making all the Confucian disciples in Xiaoshengxianzhuang show respectful expressions.

"Hahaha, Mr. Mu, I will surely defeat Mr. Mu with the sword technique of the Holy King that I am obsessed with. Is Mr. Mu afraid?"

Fu Nian snorted triumphantly, his swordsmanship of the Holy King will definitely crush Mu Han.

"Oh? Fu Nian, do you think you are very powerful?"

Mu Leng looked at Fu Nian proudly, making the latter's heart skip a beat.

……

"Swordsmanship of the Holy King? Statue of Confucius and Mencius? Uncle Xunqing, who the hell came to Xiaoshengxianzhuang to make Senior Brother Fu Nian wield the Swordsmanship of the Holy King?"

"The person who can make Fu Nian use the sword of the Holy King, I am afraid that there is no other master in today's world. Now, the 2.4 Eastern Emperor Taiyi is missing. Could it be Mu Han?"

Tens of miles away from the Little Sage Manor, Xun Qing and Zhang Liangjun raised their heads and looked at the statue of Confucius and Mencius that appeared above the Little Sage Manor.

This statue of Confucius and Mencius was caused by the sword aura of Fu Nian's holy king swordsmanship, just like the kingly sword aura, which made Xunqing and Zhang Liang look dignified.

"Mu Han? He came so fast?"

Zhang Liang smiled slightly in his heart, Mr. Mu actually came to Xiaoshengxian Village?It seems that if I invite Xun Qing to return to Xiaoshengxian Village, I will definitely let Mr. Demu get the whole Confucianism.

Thinking of this, he turned to look at Xun Qing, and saw Xun Qing snorted coldly and said: "Even if Mu Han comes, our Confucianism will fight for it. It is not easy for him to get Confucianism, hum!"

"Yes, Uncle Xunqing."

Zhang Liang hurriedly responded, but saw Xun Qing drifting away like a fairy. "

Chapter 210 The Fifth Stubborn Nian, the Sword of the Holy Way (2/5)

One thought of benevolence!

One thought!

In front of the gate of Xiaoshengxianzhuang, the statue of Confucius and Mencius, which was struck out by the swordsmanship of the sage king, burst out the Confucian benevolence, righteousness and kingly spirit.

hum!

The whole Little Shengxian Village seemed to be torn apart by the king's sword energy, which made all the disciples of Confucianism stand in awe.

"Hahaha, Mr. Mu, this kingly sword qi is fierce and lore, do you still think you can win?"

Although he was shocked in his heart, Mu Han could be calm and composed without any fear in the kingly sword energy of the statue of Confucius and Mencius.

Fu Nian still wanted to use the kingly sword to crush Mu Han who was showing a wicked sneer.

"Oh? It can be seen that you are very confident and think that this sword technique of the Holy King can kill me, but unfortunately, I also know the sword technique of the Holy King, Fu Nian!"

Mu Leng snorted, watching the kingly sword aura of the statue of Confucius and Mencius shroud the entire Xiaoshengxian Village impressively, making the surroundings feel like a storm was surging.

He raised his hand and struck the sword in the air. This sword was very casual, which made Fu Nian smile coldly, thinking that Mu Han's sword was nothing more than that.

Unexpectedly, his smile stopped abruptly, and he suddenly saw that Mu Han's sword was actually a sword technique of the Holy King, which was more advanced than his own sword technique of the Holy King.

Bang!

This sword suddenly formed two huge statues of Confucius and Mencius, as if the vitality of heaven and earth had been injected into them. 14

Bang!

Fu Nian's kingly sword energy just enveloped the entire Little Shengxian Village, while the kingly sword energy wielded by Mu Han not only enveloped Fu Nian's kingly sword spirit, but also surrounded the small Shengxian Village for several miles. They are all covered in the air.

Bang bang!

Xun Qing and Zhang Liang, who suddenly entered this kingly sword qi, were all shocked. They felt this kingly sword qi together, which was obviously not Fu Nian's holy king sword technique.

"Could it be that Mu Han did this kingly sword spirit? But how could Mu Han know my Confucian holy king's sword technique?"

On Xun Qing's thin and pretty cheeks, there was a look of horror. If Mu Han really learned the sword technique of the holy king, it would be even more perfect than Fu Nian's sword technique of the holy king.

Then, Confucianism is in danger, and the little sage's village is in danger. Thinking of this, Xun Qing quickly walked towards the little sage's mansion surrounded by kingly swordsmanship, which shocked Zhang Liang's heart. Mr. Mu actually learned the swordsmanship of the sage king, and even reached such a level. Si's terrifying situation made him feel admiration.

"Holy king swordsmanship?"

Fu Nian was completely stunned, the Tai'a sword in his hand was shaking non-stop, he didn't expect that Mu Han would know the sword technique of the holy king, his sword technique of the holy king was more terrifying than his own, and it was even more heaven-defying.

Bang!

Mu Han's kingly sword qi, a thought of benevolence and righteousness, smashed Fu Nian's kingly sword qi, the statue of Confucius and Mencius into pieces.

Then, the kingly sword energy, like a rainbow penetrating the sun, suddenly hit Fu Nian's chest.

Bang!

This kingly sword energy was as fast as lightning, causing Fu Nian to open his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood. He was shocked to the gate of Xiaoshengxian Village, and shattered the gate in the air.

puff!

Fu Nian struggled to stand up, only to feel that Mu Han was too terrifying, too heaven-defying, he actually used the Holy King Sword Technique to shatter his own Holy King Sword Technique, and severely injured himself, which made Fu Nian's heart chill, and he felt the pain in his bones. the chill.

Mu Han was like a god, high above the sky, making Fu Nian's back feel chilly.

"Fu Nian, do you think I am qualified to control the entire Xiaoshengxianzhuang, the entire Confucianism?"

"Mr. Mu, even if you control the land of the Seven Kingdoms and a hundred schools of thought, you can never get Confucianism and the little sage village. If I am willing to accept the mission of the sages of Confucianism, how can I hand over Confucianism to Mr. Mu?"

"Hmph, you are really stupid, Fu Nian, you are really pedantic."

Mu Han said coldly, he walked towards Mu Han slowly, his deep eyes showed a cold killing intent, which made Fu Nian hit the door wall of Xiaoshengxianzhuang with both hands and feet.

Bang!

The rest of the Confucian disciples were all petrified. They stared at Mu Han as if they were looking at a monster. Mu Han was so terrifying that he hit the head of the sect with his sword.