Storm of Kings

There was a violent wind blowing between the sky and the earth, Liu Zi had a bad feeling in his heart, frowning and looking at the sky.

Dark clouds obscured the sky and the clouds fell extremely low, and it looked like a storm was coming.

Other than that, there is nothing unusual. The Confucian students sneered and said: "Fatty, less bluffing, we are here today, so Master Liu will definitely accept your son as a disciple.

"Hahaha! I have no bluff, you people including Master Liu are not enough for me to draw alone!"

Zu Wanhao straightened his chest and said, "The reason why I call my boss carefully is because my wife is pregnant. You Confucians have always liked to call a large group. I have to be fully prepared! Now! I have no worries. Let me take a look at the strength of Fat Master!"

As soon as the voice fell, Zu Wanhao slapped his chest hard.

Dozens of chimneys poking behind the armor suddenly burst into dazzling sunlight, just like launching a missile, something hits the scholars with the sound of wind and thunder.

These Confucian scholars were too big and didn't try their best to defend. As a result, their bodies exploded and they fell to the ground without knowing their life or death.

The gods are all afraid of a slip of smoke, as long as they are handed over, no one can guarantee what kind of accident will happen?

In fact, Zu Wanhao had the ability to eliminate these scholars, but his wife was pregnant and he had to consider the consequences of the intensification of the fighting.

The Confucian scholars immediately couldn't stand the heavy hand of Zu Wanhao!Angrily yelled: "Fatty, you are so cruel, we have kindly persuaded you, but I didn't expect you to be a murderer. Didn't Tianjilou tell you? This is our Confucian world."

The fat man chuckled: "Yes! I told you so, so I am not reckless. I have already greeted our boss before I started."

The Qingyi scholar said sharply, "What are you talking about with him? Master Liu, please be fair to us."

"Okay, I dare to act in front of me. I will suppress you as a rash man today." Liu Zizai sneered in his heart. This fat man hurt people with his hand and said that it would be useless to break the sky. Just take the child back. After learning a lesson, you will surely be able to reach the peak of the third rank in the next twenty years.

Zu Wanhao slapped his forehead, and a tall light and shadow immediately appeared behind him.

The appearance of the ancestor spirit caused a vision, only to see countless number rings turning into circles, stacked nearby and interwoven, airtight, tightly arrayed.

At the same time, a blue-black armillary sphere appeared on the top of the fat man's head, and the ceremonial orbit swiveled to form a huge pressure, and Liu Zizai was shocked to the point.

"What's the matter? Where did this armillary sphere come from? It actually suppressed me to the third-rank mid-product. Besides, the armor worn by the fat man can increase his strength. Wouldn't it be the same level as me?"

Just as Liu Zi was stunned, Zu Wanhao shook his figure and crushed him forward, still laughing: "Hahaha, I've long wanted to have a lively battle, but the Mo family monk was framed by the rules, really His grandmother is not free! To be honest, Fat Master is really not suitable for both love and non-attack. According to our boss, the best defense method in the world is to attack, attack, and attack again.

The two figures collided, and the fat man pressed Master Liu.

Fatty's ancestral spirit, that is, Zu Chongzhi, his elders looked at the scholars, with a faint coldness in their eyes, and then thousands of numbers were combined to circle them.

The big trap surrounded the middle circle, the middle circle surrounded the small circle, interlocking and moving in circles, the Confucian scholars suddenly hugged their heads and screamed, and they felt like facing the private school.

"Failed, all failed, Confucian scholars should also know some things to learn the Tao, right? Otherwise, you are all the waste of your head and your four bodies." Zu Chong said in a word, the Confucian scholars screamed even more miserably. The numbers came into my mind, and even their ancestor spirits couldn't respond, and my brain was so painful.

Seeing this scene, Liu Zizai immediately summoned the ancestor spirit in his heart. Suddenly the light and shadow flickered behind him, forming a very powerful aura.

Zu Chongzhi glanced at the figure walking out, and said to the fat man: "My time has come. The monks will be stationed in the third rank to fully integrate with the ancestral spirits. I have just left the past few days and have no time to be stable, so I can't stay away for long. It's up to you to come down!"

"Thank you, my ancestor! It's enough to cut those out. I am full of thunder and devil cannons." Zu Wanhao smiled evilly: "Hahaha, this is the first time I have used this method on a living person. I look forward to it very much. I hope you don’t hang up so easily, so I can try a few more shots and explode!"

Liu Zizai just summoned the ancestor spirit, that is, Liu Yongliu's Three Changes.

He was a well-known poet in the Northern Song Dynasty and a representative of the Graceful School.

I saw a gorgeous and cold mood spreading outward.

A large number of words appeared under the feet, which turned into classic poems, sometimes eclipsing the heavens and the earth, and sometimes letting the seasons cycle, the accomplishments of which are unfathomable.

At exactly this moment, a thunderstorm is coming!

The light color is too dazzling, it is already black!

The incredible destructive power decomposes everything within the explosion range, and at a certain moment all the destructive power locks in Liu Zi-zao, producing a series of deafening explosions.

Five inkstones, four defense-type treasures, six or seven copybooks, two calligraphy and paintings, and three great scholar calligraphy all shattered at this moment.

"Ah!" Liu Zizai's heartache was terrible, but the next moment he didn't have time to heartache, because the fat man fired a second shot.

The armillary sphere hanging above the fat man’s head is the muzzle. Liu Yong quickly took out a brush and wrote in the air: “Southeast Xingsheng, Sanwu City, Qiantang prosperous since ancient times, smoked willow bridge, wind curtain and green curtain...”

Every word shines brightly, as if opening up a space, Liu Yong lets the world shown in the words take the place of Liu Zi to bear the attack.

"Crack..."

The words broke, Zu Wanhao's eyes suddenly looked at him, and he was a little surprised and said: "Awesome! You can still play like this."

At this time, Liu Zi reacted and glared: "Boy! You die for me."

The two groups of demonic spirits approached the Ancestor Wanhao, bursting out with biting arrogance.

"The art of controlling demons? No, these two demons are very strong!" Zu Wanhao quickly stepped back and fired.

"Rumble..."

When the artillery fire hit the monster, the monster also hit Zu Wanhao, and both sides flied out at the same time, seemingly hurting both sides.

"Father!" The little guy and his mother were worried about the fat man, and they heard a string of laughter: "Hahaha, thanks for the test! It seems that the armor I developed is decent!"

"Hey..."

The two monsters stood up swayingly, looking a bit like foxes, but their bodies were all written, like paper foxes folded with copybooks.

"I don't believe that you can't suppress you as a brash man." Liu Zizai drew a dagger from his waist, and slammed forward with the mist under his feet.

"Stupid! How dare you fight me close!" The fat man came to the spirit, but he suddenly reacted, the ancestor spirit Liu Yong and the two origami fox demon rushed to the carriage.

"Those who moved my wife and children, die!" Zu Wanhao broke out, with a halo gushing out of his body, which was divided into nine layers, causing an impact on Liu Zi-zai.

"No!" Liu Zizai regretted it. He shouldn't have split up with the ancestral spirit so recklessly. He didn't expect this fat man to hide his assassin.

The buzzing sound swept away, Liu Yong's eyes widened and looked back suddenly, and he saw Liu Zizai shattering in the light...

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