Chapter 21 Five World Wars Together

Ye Weiyang was indeed a little confused about this situation. After thinking about it, he thought that Shuhong's Confucian student was more suitable for protecting several women. It was really speechless to let a monk do this.

Lan Jiuyou smiled and walked to Shuhong step by step. He took out a folding fan and shook it again and said, "Confucian boy, what's your name?"

Shu Hong's face was flat and he stood still and replied, "Book Hong!"

"Oh? Shuhong, a piece of paper, shocking? Lan Jiuyou folded the fan and said with a smile.

Shu Hong still looked at Lan Jiuyou with a flat face and said, "It can be understood so!"

Immediately, Shuhong stepped out, and the golden light flashed, and a golden benevolent character appeared behind him, shining on everything around him.

Lan Jiuyou was slightly stunned, then opened the folding fan, fanned it, and said, "Renzi! It seems that you still get a lot of Confucianism?

"A little proficient, dare not talk about the true meaning!" Shuhong took another step and sighed.

Lan Jiuyou also stopped laughing and raised his hand, and a magnificent picture appeared behind him. This is not a picture of rivers and mountains, but a picture full of magic, a picture of Jiuyou.

The nine pictures shine with a frightening light, and the benevolent characters emit a golden light that shines everything. The two confront each other in the void and do not give in to each other.

On the other side, Jian Feiyu held a long sword and pointed straight to Luo Youming and said, "Take out your weapon and fight with me!"

Luo Youming raised an evil smile at the corners of his mouth, and his right hand stretched out, and suddenly had a cold and shining iron armor glove on his hand. The sharpness of his fingertips was frightening. He said, "Today I will show you how powerful the Youming, which has not been born for thousands of years!"

Jian Feiyu was not afraid, and suddenly cut out with a sword. The sword light exploded, and the sword spirit was excited. He flew towards Luo Youming.

In the face of such a sword spirit, Luo Youming just smiled faintly, then flew under his feet and poked out his right hand into a claw.

"The cold star claws! This guy is so cruel as soon as he comes up!" Ye Weiyang lay in the grass, and the corners of his eyes jumped slightly.

Seeing that Shuhong and Jian Feiyu had begun to fight, Gui Guyan was not willing to show weakness. He surged up his whole body and punched the cold heart.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, drew a circle around himself with his hands, and then raised his palms to meet Gui Guyan.

"You... Taiji gossip! It seems that you are very strong!" Feng Cangyue looked at the yin and yang Taiji map flashing at the foot of the cloud moon and the extended gossip runes, and his face became a little solemn.

The cloud moon also looked solemn and said, "You are very strong, and the red blood stains the evil moon. Is this a unique vision born with?"

Behind the wind and moon, a red moon slowly rose, shining red around, as if stained with blood.

"It seems that you have a lot of experience. You are not an ordinary practitioners, are you?" Feng Cangyue was also blood-colored by the evil moon. Her eyes stared at the cloud moon, and her eyes flashed with strange light.

Cloud Moon did not hide it. He stepped out and said, "I am a disciple of Tai!"

"Taiyimen..." Feng Cangyue seemed to remember something, and her expression changed a little.

In the middle of the whole battle range, Ye Qianqiu stood opposite Dao Wushang. Dao Wushang held a lavender knife, and the knife body was cold and shining, which was very frightening.

Ye Qianqiu held the Qingyang sword, and there was a slight lightning and light dragon spirit around the sword body, which was also very horrible.

"My name is Wushang, this knife soul sword, human-level peak weapon!" Dao Wushang looked at Ye Qianqiu and said so.

Ye Qianqiu's eyes flashed the light of the path and said, "Ye Qianqiu, Qingyang Sword, human-level peak weapon!"

"This knife is not good, very strong, the peak of the seven heavens, and I don't know if it is a real cultivation?" Ye Qianqiu looked at Dao Wushang and thought so in his heart.

Dao Wushang stared at Ye Qianqiu, with no expression on his face and only a strong sense of war in his eyes. It is not difficult to see that he is a belligerent maniac.

On the battlefield, the situation is changing rapidly, and five battles are developing in different ways.

Shuhong's golden benevolent character and Lan Jiuyou's Jiuyou magic map kept emitting light in the void, crashing together, shaking the void constantly. The grass around them was also annihilated, and the ground became blurred, as if it had been scorched.

"A little proficient? It seems that it's more than that?" Lan Jiuyou's body flashed, holding a folding fan, and his red clothes were light, which was very romantic.

Shuhong did not pay attention to him, but stretched out his hand and quickly stroke something in the void. Later, small golden characters appeared in the void. This was actually an article. After a closer look, it was written by Confucian sages.

Lan Jiuyou frowned slightly and waved his folding fan. The Jiuyou magic map crossed the sky and shot out the faint light, forming a strange rune in the void.

"You have the text of Confucian sages, and I also have the scriptures of sages. I don't know which is stronger or weaker?" Lan Jiuyou's fan pointed to Shuhong and smiled.

Shuhong's face was solemn. He knew that Lan Jiuyou was very strong. He had not done all his strength in the battle so far, and he kept smiling.

"It looks like a peak six-fold sky on the surface, but is it really that simple?" Shu Hong's hand continued to move in the void, and the texts of Confucian sages kept emerging.

Lan Jiuyou still smiles, his body is like a swallow, and his red shirt flutters, which is quite romantic.

Although the impact of the battle between the two is not very strong, it also gives people the feeling that it is a real battle for the strong.

Compared with the battle of the others, the battle between the two of them can be said to be literary fighting.

Unlike the battle between Shuhong and Lan Jiuyou, the battle between Jian Feiyu and Luo Youming is much more fierce.

The sword spirit was fierce, and before it was touched, the grass was cut off, and there were many sword marks on the ground. This was the fierce attack of Jian Feiyu.

In the face of such a rainstorm-like attack, Luo Youming did not seem to be afraid. He kept flashing in the sword spirit. The cold shining iron armor glove in his right hand burst into the dark light from time to time, grabbing the sword feather like a magic claw.

In this regard, Jian Feiyu had a deep headache. Every time Luo Youming made a move, he took advantage of the fact that he could not resist after his move. Therefore, there were already several scars on his body, and blood kept flowing out of it, but he did not say a word and continued to fight with Luo Youming with Luo Youming.

The sword moves and claws are quite fierce, and the ground is full of sword marks and claw marks. This is a mess.

Luo Youming's body method is also very strange, just like purple shadows in the field. If it hadn't been for the intensive attack of Jian Feiyu, the injury on his body would never have been more than that.

In a word, the battle between the two is very fierce, and their cultivation is similar, so it is not easy to distinguish the winner, and it will take some time.

Ye Weiyang has been lying in the grass, watching these battles without saying a word.

For the battle between Lan Jiuyou and Shuhong, he just doesn't think it's powerful, but there are many tricks, and the battle between Jian Feiyu and Luo Youming is the kind he likes. If you want to fight, why do you have to try slowly? That's what he thought.

Leng Hanxin and Gui Guyan are both martial arts practitioners. One of them punched and the other high-fiveed. The energy fluctuated and spread in all directions, making the void tremble, and the ground was even more open and collapsed, which was more visually impactful than the battle between Jian Feiyu and Luo Youming.

The cultivation of the two people is also similar, so the amount of qi in the body is similar. Naturally, it is difficult to distinguish between the two when fighting. If there is no injury, there will be no injury. If there is any injury, it will be injury.

In the distance, Zhufeng has been chanting the Buddha's name. Even if several women asked him how the war would develop, he just shook his head and said, "There is God's will in the dark. Buddha said, it's unspeakable!"

Ling Xiangxiu wanted to beat him very much. She felt that this monk was definitely not a good monk and should be expelled from the school.

Han Xiaoxi and others were just speechless. They didn't expect Zhu Feng to say such a thing, which was beyond their expectation.

The wind and moon have a natural vision. As long as you do it, a round of blood-colored evil moon will rise behind it to support its strength.

The cloud moon, the innate Taoist body, is born to coincide with the road of heaven and earth, and the perception and cultivation of Taoism is much faster than others. At his feet, the Taiji gossip map emits golden light. The eight small ancient worlds beside him rotate, and various corresponding forces continue to shoot out of it.

The battle of the two months is the battle of Taoism, the Taiji gossip of the clouds and the moon, the way of heaven and earth, the bloody evil moon of the wind and the moon, its own way, the so-called evil moon!

"Is it the Cloud Moon? Taiyi disciples, it seems necessary to visit your sect, which is known as the head of the Chinese Taoist sect in the future!" While taking action, Feng Cangyue stared at Yunyue and said so.

The cloud moon's face remains unchanged and is still extremely calm. She replied, "Three years later, I'm waiting for your arrival at any time at Taiyi Gate. Even if you want to bring a helper, I will also welcome you!"

"Oh? What a great spirit!" Feng Cangyue said so, and the handprint method suddenly changed, and a bloody phoenix flew out of the blood moon, rushing to the clouds and moon like a firelight.

The cloud moon frowned slightly and moved its hands at the same time. A huge blue and white thunderlight struck out from his side, instantly turned into a thunder dragon and went to the firelight.

Blood phoenix and Thunder Dragon, this is only a form condensed by the two people with the power of their own divine knowledge. They are not as majestic and true as Ye Qianqiu's Eight Waste Dragon Palm.

"Boom" dragons and phoenix hit each other in the void, and suddenly the light shined, the sound burst out, and the big cracks spread on the ground.

Although the two are not martial arts, such destructive power is much more than martial arts, which is horrible.

"Your strength is more than the triple sky!" After this blow, the wind and moon said so.

"Your strength is not limited to the five peaks!" The cloud and moon's face remained unchanged, so he replied.

"Haha, forget it, then let go of the battle!" Feng Cangyue smiled and shouted.

Cloud Moon did not reply, just nodded to it.

At this time, a metal attack sounded, and Ye Qianqiu fought hard with Dao Wushang. The sword spirit and the light of the knife flew everywhere, shaking in all directions, the void, the ground sank, cracked, the smoke and dust rose everywhere, and the rocks flew across.

Two figures, one blue and one black, burst out of the smoke and dust. One held a sword and the other held a knife. They stood opposite each other and looked at each other quietly. These two people were Ye Qianqiu and Dao Wushang.