A life of meritorious deeds starting from Thunderbolt

"If that's all you have, then let me spare your life." Mu Yunge raised his hand and punched. Suddenly, the wind roared, and a domineering fist mark went straight to Ce Yan's seat.

Bang!!

Ce Yan took a few steps back, his hands numb, "What a strong punch!"

Mr. Ce Yan was shocked in his heart. The enemy in front of him was more capable than he originally expected.

A black shadow flashed, and Mu Yunge was seen with great momentum. In the blink of an eye, he reached the front seat of Ce Yan, and directly hit the latter with a pair of iron fists.

Ce Yan responded hurriedly, moving his palms one after another to avoid the sharp edge, using softness to overcome the hardness, and for a time he was at a disadvantage.

On the other side, Ye Xiaochai arrived, taking out the sword from his back and pointing directly at Mu Liuchen.

It was Jun Moxie's order to protect Lonely Marquis, and Ye Xiaochai didn't want to disappoint the latter again.

"Ah!" Ye Xiaochai swung his long sword, and while releasing sword energy, he jumped towards Mu Liuchen.

"Ye Xiaochai!" Mu Liuchen responded attentively. He has been famous as the Sword Saint of the Central Plains for a long time. With such a famous reputation, he cannot be careless.

Phew! Phew! Phew!

Just when the situation reached a stalemate, sharp arrows were fired from the secret one after another, and the target was Lonely Hou!

"Here we go again!" Ah Lian had been paying attention to the archer hiding in the dark for a long time, and at this moment, the opponent's shot was completely caught by her!

Phew! Phew! Phew! Phew!

Ah Lian's shot was like a gust of wind, and four sharp arrows shot out immediately. While knocking down the three hidden arrows one by one, another arrow followed the direction of the hidden arrows and flew away!

"Huh!?" Young Master, who was hidden in the woods, spun up and quickly dodged the incoming sharp arrows.

"Sure enough, he is a master!" Gongzi Yu concentrated his attention, met a master of archery, and had a duel with him, which aroused his strong desire to win.

Bang!! "Ah!!"

The martial arts people fell down one after another, and there were corpses behind Duan Qinghong. His powerful strength frightened the martial arts community in the Central Plains.

call out!

The sword flashed, and a red shadow broke into the field of vision. Duan Qinghong raised his palm to neutralize the opponent's attack, and then struck with a backhand!

Ding!

The sword energy that came out of his fingers made a loud bang on the weapon, the silk knife spun around, and the slender blade in his hand slashed towards Duan Qinghong's throat.

"Well!" Duan Qinghong's eyes flashed, finally a famous person came.

Ding!

Duan Qinghong flicked his finger and accurately hit the blade. The tyrannical force directly knocked it away from its original trajectory, and the body of the silk sword suddenly showed flaws!

Duan Qinghong was about to strike with a palm, but unexpectedly two figures came to attack him from the left and the right, and then changed his moves!

Bang!!

Silk Blade stabilized his body, and when he took a closer look, he saw Qinghong shooting his bows to the left and right, blocking the attacks of Chen Daoshao and Ren Feiyang respectively.

At this moment, Duan Qinghong's middle door was wide open, and the silk knife immediately entered with a knife, stabbing the former's heart directly.

Upon seeing this, Duan Qinghong pulled the long sword in Ren Feiyang's hand with his left hand and easily blocked Juan Dao's attack.

Silk Sword, Ren Feiyang, and Chen Daoshao suddenly exchanged looks with seriousness in their eyes. The next moment, they simultaneously feinted and retreated.

"Young juniors, tell me your origins." Duan Qinghong stood with his hands behind his back and said.

"Before asking someone else's name, it is polite to state your own name first." Master Chen Daoshao fanned his feather fan and replied lightly.

"Hehehe, you want to know my name, but you are not qualified enough!" Duan Qinghong said with a smile.

"Since you are against me, Jinglingting, then pay the price with your life!"

Duan Qinghong's true energy surged, and a hundred meters in radius suddenly turned into a sluggish world.

Within the unique slowness field, the three people with the Silk Blade felt the changes in their body movements, and their expressions suddenly changed. They hurriedly activated the Qi in their bodies, but the Qi that was originally free and smooth was now slower than a turtle crawling.

At this moment, Duan Qinghong struck out with a palm, and huge blue palm prints came overwhelmingly, completely encompassing the three people of Silk Blade.

Bang!!

"Well!!"

The three silk swordsmen were unable to resist, and were immediately hit by palm prints. They vomited blood and flew out like broken sacks. They were unable to stand up for a while.

"Young people should keep a low profile. They need to know that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world." As he said that, Duan Qinghong clapped his palm again, and the blue palm print carried the aura of death.

"It's not good!" The three silk swordsmen shouted, and they hurriedly tried their best to resist.

At this moment, a long sword of different styles flew from behind and entered the battle circle.

Bang!!

The energy was surging and the dust was flying. In front of the three silk swordsmen, a sword stood with a cold light.

"Huh?" Duan Qinghong looked surprised.

An arrogant figure walked step by step from the outside of the battlefield, with a formidable aura.

“First, I hate that talented people are incapable of doing anything; second, I hate that beauties are ill-fated; third, I hate the endless waves in the river; fourth, I hate the coldness of the world; fifth, I hate that the platform leaks easily; sixth, I hate that the orchid leaves are scorched; seventh, I hate that the pufferfish is very poisonous; and eight, I hate that the peanuts are on the shelf.

The ninth hatred is that there are mosquitoes in the summer night; the tenth hatred is that the locust hides the anvil; the eleventh hatred is that he has not met an opponent; the twelveth hatred is that he is invincible in the world!"

"What a swordsman." Duan Qinghong asked his men to step back. This man was not something they could deal with.

"It turns out that you are Sword Lord Twelve Hatreds, a direct disciple of the former Holy Master. Are you showing up here to express Confucianism's attitude towards Jinglingting?"

"Confucianism's attitude toward the Jingling Court has always been clear." Sword Lord Twelve hated the sword stand falling to the ground and was ready to go. "There is no place in the Central Plains for the Jingling Court to stand."

"Oh? You said it so absolutely, can you represent Confucianism?" Duan Qinghong asked calmly with a smile on his lips.

"Retreat the troops. Today's Jingling Court still wants to take over the Central Plains. Could it be that they have forgotten how Jun Moxie was defeated back then?" Sword Master Twelve Hate said sarcastically.

"Hahaha, back then, the former court master fought all the evil demons alone and fought in an earth-shattering manner. I didn't see you Confucianism coming out to save the world and protect the Central Plains. Now you are jumping around so much," Duan Qinghong said with cold eyes and contempt, "The situation has been in chaos for a long time, and the masses have been in trouble for a long time.

There are separatist regimes and endless wars, and the unification of the world is what everyone hopes for. Why don't Confucianism go hand in hand with me, Jinglingting, to reorganize the world, why bother to go against me, Jinglingting?"

"Hmph, my sword is supposed to protect justice. How can it be associated with evil ways?!"

The Twelve Sword Lords hated the righteousness and looked at Duan Qinghong coldly.

Others don’t know the origin of Jinglingting. As the direct disciple of the Holy Master, how can the Sword Lord not know?

Jun Moye, the leader of Jingling Court, was a general under the command of Luo Hou, the world-destroying demon lord of Xiwulin a thousand years ago, with extraordinary strength.

The leader of the three religions of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism in the Central Plains was once invited to conquer demons, and the grudges were settled.

Decades later, Jun Moye founded Jinglingting and unified the Southern Wulin, then entered the Central Plains. At that time, the Central Plains forces led by Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, such as Shiwai Shuxiang and other Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, rebelled and were killed.

The three Taoist religions suffered heavy losses and were unable to recover.

"It's stubborn." Duan Qinghong said disappointedly.

"In this case, then Confucianism should be prepared to pay the price, starting with you!"