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Chapter 5278 deep sleep

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    In the eyes of the evil man, even a literary sage is just a slightly bigger ants.

    He was defiant, his aura became stronger and stronger, and he even had the idea of ??crushing Xun Sheng and beheading Xun Sheng as well.

    In an instant, thousands of spells in front of Xun Sheng were cut off by the sword light.

    Looking around, all directions are covered by the unparalleled red sword energy. As far as the naked eye can see, there is no one intact area.

    A writing brush suddenly pierced through the void and protruded out from the depths of thousands of miles.

    The brush gradually enlarged, and finally became a giant of more than ninety feet, covering the sky and the sun.  On the pen holder, there is a sense of simplicity and vicissitudes in the texture.

    Confucianism's 30,000-mile long river of mighty energy is aroused, and the vast mighty energy forms a hundred chains in the void, like a long rainbow piercing the sun, across mountains and rivers.

    "It's so lively here, why don't you let the old man get involved."

    An old and resonant voice exploded from beyond the clouds.

    Yisheng was dressed in a Confucian robe, stepped on a rainbow of seven colors, and came through the air, his clothes rustling with the breeze.

    At the critical moment, Dayu's chief literary sage, Grand Tutor Yihan finally arrived.

    Following the appearance of Yisheng, the unbridled crimson sword glow was finally suppressed, and the vast aura was like a high mountain, blocking the turbulent waves.

    "Uncle Master!"

    Yisheng cupped his hands and saluted Xunsheng across the air.

    Xunsheng is a sage of literature who has survived from the Middle Ages to the present, and his status is quite high, especially after the saints of Xinxue and Neo-Confucianism have passed away one after another, no one in Confucianism can compare with Xunsheng.

    Yihan's master is Wang Bo'an, a sage of mind learning, and he is an equal existence with Xun Sheng, so it is not an exaggeration for Yi Han to call Xun Sheng an uncle.

    "There is me here, and there is no room for loss in Liangjie Mountain." Xun Sheng frowned slightly.

    "The power of spring and autumn is still there, and the ancient demons will not rush in!" Yisheng said.

    The words of the two literary sages aroused shock in all directions, like the sound of thunder.

    After the arrival of Yisheng, the majesty of this place became obviously more pure, and many visions appeared in the void, as if millions of Confucian scholars were reciting classics in unison, dignified and powerful.

    "What's more, this thief wants to kill the old man's disciple, so no matter what, the old man can't sit idly by." Yisheng glanced at the evil man again.

    "Okay! It's just right! One more is not too much, one less is not much! Just kill both of you!"

    The terrifying killing intent struck instantly, and the evil man's eyes were full of evil light, and he actually wanted to fight two with one.

    "Boom!"

    The two saints, Xunsheng and Yisheng, immediately used the means of the holy way, and there was a vigorous explosion in the air for a while, and the sound of powerful explosions pierced the sky

    The two saints fought sharply with the wild creatures.

    But at the edge of the violent storm, Lu Yu was still lying on the ground, silent, falling into a deep sleep.

    Boundless and endless fear shrouded Lu Yu's heart, and his eyes were dark, as if the sky was spinning.

    "He wanted me to be buried in this piece of fear."

    Lu Yu forcibly suppressed his emotions, but found that this emotion was like a raging fire on the vast grassland. Once it ignited, it was difficult to contain it.

    The sound of drizzle gradually came from the surroundings, accompanied by shouts.

    That cry was very familiar, as if he had heard that voice before.

    Pieces of broken bronze mirrors appeared in front of Lu Yu.

    A young and pale face was printed on the shards of the bronze mirror.

    Lu Yu recognized that the figure on the bronze mirror was him in his previous life.

    Nether Taoist Lord, Xuan Ming!

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