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Volume 3: West Lake Sword Enlightenment Chapter 458: Purple Qi Mighty Three Thousand Miles

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    "That's you looking for death!"

    Yue Haotian's eyes were filled with divine light. White lights emanated from Yue Haotian's body. White lights penetrated the sky and the earth. He stood in the white light, standing between heaven and earth, as if a supreme god was looking down on all living beings.

    "Die!"

    With one hand covering it, it was as if the sky was falling, and the majestic momentum crushed the void, making the whole world tremble.

    "If you can't rob by force, then you have to take action. Are all the people in Yuelu Academy born as robbers? No wonder you can't get the true meaning of Confucian. Confucian is a moral man. He convinces people with virtue and rules the world with virtue. Where can there be people like you?  Wait for the unfilial disciples.¡±

    Zhang Yutang glanced sideways at the sky, looking at the glowing Yue Haotian in mid-air. He rubbed his hands gently, and an orange light flashed. Immediately, the palm of his hand suddenly lit up, and the light was like electricity, and a sword appeared in his hand.

    "The God-Slaying Sword!"

    Zhang Yutang said softly: "Today, by using your divine power to kill this villain who is clothed in Confucian morals and righteousness, it can be regarded as eliminating a harm to the world, so as not to prevent cholera in the world after you are born.  The trouble may have already happened before it happened.¡±

    Zheng!

    Gently played the blade, roar, a clear sound like a clear water stone, and the bright moon was shining, and immediately a touch of sword light became bright from the sword.

    "kill him!"

    Shi Qilin spoke with a solemn expression: "Ancestor Confucianism would not have such a successor, and he is not worthy!"

    When the people at Yuelu Academy heard this, their expressions darkened. This was equivalent to being sentenced to death by Confucian Ancestor¡¯s mount. What should they do?

    "good!"

    Zhang Yutang nodded with a smile and looked at Yue Haotian: "Show your most powerful magical skills. Otherwise, you will not get a second chance."

    "as you wish!"

    In mid-air, Yue Haotian was furious. Seeing Zhang Yutang and Shi Qilin treating themselves as if they were nothing, how could the proud Yue Haotian endure it? The energy all over his body became more and more majestic.  Like a god or a fairy.

    "Haoran Zhengjian!"

    Endless white light gathers between heaven and earth.  Suddenly a long sword appeared.  The long sword is thousands of feet long, covered with white light. Each ray of white light is like a real sword light, and there are bursts of thunder in the white light.  There was a loud bang.

    Sword Qi Thunder Sound!

    Zhang Yutang watched Yue Haotian perform it calmly.  Yue Haotian's swordsmanship has reached the realm of sword energy and thunder.  The sword was swung out, followed by the sound of thunder, frightening the evil spirits and heretics.  However, this is not enough!

    "Is it just this little strength? If you only have this little strength, you should go to Yuelu Academy and study for a few more years. I really have no intention of doing anything to a waste like you!"

    "I will make your wish come true."

    Yue Haotian stood in the white light, with an awe-inspiring sword standing behind him. The long sword reached the sky, and the light was overwhelming. His eyes flashed, his eyebrows raised, and an evil aura came toward him like frost.

    "One sword turns into ten swords!"

    "The Way of Ten Thousand Transformations of Swordsmanship!"

    Zhang Yutang was slightly moved at this moment. Looking behind Yue Haotian, a sky-reaching long sword swayed and turned into ten sky-reaching long swords. These ten sky-reaching long swords were lined up like a mountain of swords!

    "Behead!"

    Yue Haotian activated the ten Haoran Swords. The Haoran Swords flew up, like a mountain of swords falling from mid-air. The sword energy roared and vibrated like thunder, shattering the nearby void.

    "Can it just be turned into ten long swords?"

    Zhang Yutang smiled disdainfully: "Is this your ultimate strength? It would be embarrassing to show such a little strength. Is there no one in Yuelu Academy who can show it?"

    Seeing the ten long swords reaching the sky pressing down like mountains of swords, the void was shattered, and the momentum was majestic. Zhang Yutang stood there and ordered the people nearby to retreat. He remained motionless, letting the long wind blow his clothes and black hair.  Also dancing in the sky in the wind.

    Standing there, looking at everything with indifferent eyes, not caring, letting the endless sword mountain press.

    "It's so boring. It's time for this to end."

    Zhang Yutang raised the sword in his hand slowly and quickly. The orange sword light flashed slightly, and a large piece of sword energy surged away from Zhang Yutang like waves in the sea. The sword energy in the sea surged away.  Ten thousand divine swords emerged!

    Ten thousand handles?  Maybe a hundred thousand handles!

    The sea of ??swords was surging, crackling, and the sea of ??swords flew by. The ten long swords that reached the sky were shattered into pieces, and were immediately stirred into nothingness by the energy of the God-Slaying Sword.

    "Let you experience the real swordsmanship, the ten thousand swords of ten thousand forms of swordsmanship unified into one!"

    Minced Yue HaoAfter the ten long swords reached the sky, the endless sea of ??swords slowly converged, and the sword energy was put away, just like all the rivers returning to the sea, and all the streams returning to the clan, turning into one long sword.

    This long sword is the original body of the God-Slaying Sword. It has no earth-shattering aura, no sword light as bright as the scorching sun, and no sword sound as loud as thunder. There is only a wisp of orange sword energy splashing around.

    This sword is ordinary, a sword thrust is just a simple thrust!

    This is the simplest stab!

    There is only the fastest speed in the world!

    A simple stab, the fastest stab!

    Even gods can¡¯t escape at a speed!

    An extremely fast stab!

    Sword thrust!

    Poof!

    The long sword passed through the void, passed through Yue Haotian's forehead and forehead, crushed the soul inside, and a wisp of blood rippled out.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

    Yue Haotian opened his eyes wide and looked at everything in disbelief. His body slowly fell down and fell to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

    I will not close my eyes until I die, and I will never close my eyes until death!

    A generation of genius, the contemporary successor of Yuelu Academy, the literary champion of the Song Dynasty, the proud son of heaven, even when he was dying, he didn¡¯t believe that he was dead!

    The God-Slaying Sword comes out!

    Even the soul will not let it go!

    Once you die, your soul disappears into thin air and disappears, never to be reincarnated.

    This sword was originally used to kill gods, how could a mortal bear it?

    "Yue Haotian is dead!"

    People in Yuelu Academy couldn't believe this result. Their speed was too fast. Just one sword, one sword, could determine victory or defeat, life or death!

    "You are so brave, you dare to kill people from Yuelu Academy!"

    Several great scholars who came from Yuelu Academy were angry.

    "A scholar should be polite, and a gentleman should always be humble and self-contained, and treat others with courtesy. Zhang Yutang, you falsely claim to be a holy master, and your actions will hurt people's lives. You are extremely arrogant. Today, I will accept this evil obstacle from you on behalf of the scholars in the world."

    "A sword is a murderous weapon, and a saint must use it as a last resort!"

    Looking at the great Confucians from Yuelu Academy who were surrounding him, Zhang Yutang showed no fear in his heart and gently touched the long sword in his hand: "Confucian Ancestor taught us that when the enemy holds a weapon against us, we must take the lead bravely.  We must move forward bravely, we must not be cowardly, we must be brave, brave is the first word, dare to be the first in the world, let alone just kill a waste."

    "It's just trash, just kill him. Why do you have to fight with me for a trash?"

    "Besides, are there so many of you going to fight in a group? Actually, it's not just you, but me too."

    The scholar from Yuelu Academy vomited blood and looked at Zhang Yutang with eyes full of anger, but he was very careful because Zhang Bo, Qing She, Xu Jiaorong, Li Yong, and Abao all surrounded him.

    "What an interesting person. Why didn't I know that my cheap brother-in-law had such an interesting side?"

    Xu Xian had already rushed over from the City God's Temple, hiding his body in the void and seeing everything. When he saw Zhang Yutang killing Yue Haotian with one sword, he couldn't help but shrink in his heart.

    "This cheap brother-in-law has improved a lot in his magical powers. I wonder what will happen if we face each other?"

    "Brother-in-law, brother-in-law, what do you want me to do? The warning clock in your hand and the stone unicorn that appears now are all things that I, Xu Xian, should get. If you can give it to me with both hands, wouldn't everyone be happy?  ?¡±

    "Are you really going to force me to take action and snatch what is in your hand? You know, I, Xu Xian, am really not this kind of person. I am just doing it for the people of the world and for the gods in the sky who are oppressed by the Emperor of Heaven. Why can't I, Xu Xian?  Doing something that goes against my heart, I want this warning bell and stone unicorn."

    In the void, Xu Xian changed his appearance, swayed, and walked out. As he appeared, a purple energy spread out, three thousand miles long, like a long purple river running in the sky.

    "Are you people from Yuelu Academy? You don't deserve this Qilin. It's better to retreat. Otherwise, the inheritance of Yuelu Academy for so many generations will end here."

    "Who are you?"

    The people in Yuelu Academy were horrified: "The purple energy spreads three thousand miles, this is the vision of the saint!" (To be continued)
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