Before the empress becomes black, adopt her as a villain

A folding fan spun around Meng Cangran, and Haoran Zhengqi overflowed from it.

Ning Wuxian also carried out the Heavenless Transformation Day Gong, and the true qi turned into eighteen stars, shining like breathing.

This is the number of stars that he can transform after he has thoroughly stabilized the Nine Realms of Qi Refining, and the Heavenless Transformation Day Gong can transform!

Swoosh -

the milky white folding fan made of ivory turned into white light and flew towards Ning Wuxie, which was Meng Cangran's simplest temptation.

Ning Wuxian didn't want to delay the battle, so he raised his hand and took it hard!

The power of the vicissitudes of the stars circulated in his hands, and Ning Wuxie's arms were like constellations, lit up with bright starlight. That pair of hands seemed to be wrapped in a nebula, and he grabbed the pure white folding fan alive!

The folding fan is simple and unpretentious, but the murderous intention on it is inevitable, and it is injected with majestic spiritual power. Resisting the magic weapon with the body of the flesh is simply a death-seeking move!

"Could it be that he is really an individual cultivator?!" Everyone in the audience was confused about Ning Wuxie's identity for a while.

It is said that he is a physical cultivator, but he can use the great god power to bombard Jiang Ren, saying that he is a Dao cultivator, but he makes a steel knife and resists the magic weapon with his flesh!

Bang bang bang -

the sound of explosion came from between Ning Wuxie's hands and the ivory folding fan, and the nebula in Ning Wuxie's hand collided violently with the Haoran righteous qi wrapped in the folding fan!

"You are indeed the inheritor of the ancient Great Xia Dynasty!" Meng Cangran's expression was grim.

Ning Wuxian ignored it and continued to grab the folding fan hard!

But the ivory folding fan that had been indomitable suddenly stopped, rotated in place like a shuttle a few times, and actually got out of Ning Wuxie's hand that was about to close, and returned to Meng Cangran's side.

Ning Wuxie's face showed impatience: "Brother Meng, is it good to fight quickly?"

"I still have important things to do, so it's inconvenient to delay more."

The important thing is to go home to accompany Xuan'er quickly.

It had been almost an hour and a half, and Xuan'er hadn't left Ning Wuxian for so long since the two met.

Meng Haoran even showed displeasure when he heard this, as if he had just warmed up and was on the head, without the slightest look of cowardice and humility just now.

"Does Brother Ning think I'm entertaining you?"

"In the field matchup, the victory and defeat are not scored, it is better to focus on the moment!"

Before the words fell, he took the folding fan back into his hand, used the fan as a pen, and wrote in the air!

"Five commandments of gentlemen!"

The white folding fan was beaten in the air, and it was like an ink pen that spilled black true qi. Meng Cangran put his left hand behind him, and his right hand held a fan, writing in the air with a dejected voice.

Benevolence! Righteousness! Courtesy! Wisdom! Letter!

This is the Five Commandments of Confucian gentlemen, and only a true Confucian with a gentleman's demeanor can exert the power of this magical power to the limit!

Meng Cangran, as a mid-concentration concentrator, naturally couldn't do it. But in Ning Wuxie's eyes, the power of these five words was terrifying enough, and it had the power of Jindan!

Being able to exert cross-border power shows that Meng Cangran really has a great thinking and understanding of these five words, and he is definitely the most orthodox heir of Confucianism!

Ning Wuxian also immediately paid full attention, staring at Meng Cangran, who was waving his pen in the air.

This is the peculiarity of the Confucian school, and their practice is not so much the use of spiritual power as the power of faith!

As long as the inheritors have a deep enough understanding of Confucianism and practice the gentleman's way deeply enough, they can exert the greater power of Confucian exercises.

The so-called inner saint and outer king, exactly like that!

This is similar to that of Buddhist practitioners.

As Meng Cangran's last stroke was finished, the five ink characters emitting golden light overlapped one by one, forming an ink seal, and Mighty suddenly climbed to the top!

The onlookers trembled one after another, secretly using the exercises to protect their bodies. The old men sitting at the judges' table looked at each other, their faces grim, and raised their hands to strengthen the enchantment of the compound.

"Break it for me!"

Meng Cangran drank fiercely, his robe was bulging, and it seemed that his thin body was also majestic, and he pushed forward with both hands in the seal, and the huge ink mark in front of him slowly rolled forward!

Humming-True

Qi roared, it was faintly as if the reading of countless readers chanting and preaching sounded. The speed of the ink seal synthesized by the Five Commandments of the Gentleman is not fast, but it is as heavy as a thousand and powerful!

This is the belief of generations of Confucian cultivators, the reading sound of countless Confucian students reading hard, and the benchmark that Confucian gentlemen diligently seek!

With such a vision, even the Hermit Valley Elders on the judges' table couldn't help but look shocked.

"This is definitely an orthodox Confucian heir, I don't know which Great Confucian disciple." A white-faced short-bearded hermit Valley elder said.

"I don't know, didn't the Confucian family always look down on our hermit valley's birth attitude? How did you come here?

"Elder Cao, I heard that you were responsible for reviewing the entry of Ning Wuxian and Meng Cangran, do you remember the identities they reported at that time?" An elder in Tsing Yi looked at Elder Cao beside him.

Elder Cao had white hair, looked fairy wind, and his temperament was far superior to that of other elders, in fact, he was also the chairman of the judging elders this time, and he nodded when he heard this.

"I remember that Na Ning Wuxian took a little girl at that time, and both of them were in rags, emitting a fishy smell, obviously they killed someone and fled, so they didn't ask questions."

"Then Meng Cangran I asked, but he only said that he was a scattered cultivator and did not mention his Confucian identity, and now I think it is really strange..."

When the other elders heard this, they all nodded.

Confucianism has always been incompatible with the Hermit Valley, their place of self-cultivation is above the court, in the rolling red dust, how can they come to the Hermit Valley to escape the world and cultivate?

Several elders fell into thought...

On the field.

Ning Wuxian looked at the Five Commandments Ink Seal that was crushing his face, raised his hands, and carried out the Heavenless Transformation Day Gong.

In the face of this kind of magical power, it is difficult to dodge with the tricks he currently masters, and he can only touch it hard. But this is exactly what he wants.

He also happened to have the intention of testing his current hard power, to see how powerful the Nine Heavens Dao True Yuan could show with only the exercises!

Knock, knock, knock!

In the place of the dantian, the Heavenly Dao True Yuan Ring, as if stimulated, began to beat violently, and the dragon started!

The rotation speed of the entire ring also gradually lifted, driving the spiritual power of Ning Wuxie's whole body to begin to surging!

One after another, as if an endless amount of True Qi surged up from within the dantian, and a round of golden sun in front of Ning Wuxie's body quickly appeared with a clear outline and light!

"That trick again! He released it again! The

onlookers were all boiling all of a sudden, and they all wanted to see this magical power that could defeat the Golden Pill cultivator again!

"What kind of magical power is this, why is the breath so terrifying!" The faces of those cultivators who saw Ning Wuxian fighting for the first time changed and asked in surprise.

"I don't know, I've never heard of any sect spell on the continent that can condense such a magnificent and realistic sun!"

Only those cultivators who had seen Ning Wuxian defeat Jiang Ren in the ring turned pale and muttered, "He's getting stronger again..."

The golden sun shines brightly, and in the face of the ink seal that is several times larger than himself, he is not afraid, and proudly releases the light.

Around the scorching sun, the dots of other stars are lit up one by one, intertwining with the blazing sun, as if the sun illuminates them, and they give back to the blazing sun with a firm starlight!

Even the golden light seemed to have lethal power, and the onlookers with weaker spirits were stabbed by this golden light with severe pain, as if they were pierced by a thousand swords, covering their heads and groaning in pain.

The elders of the judges changed their faces drastically, hurriedly sealed their seals, and once again lowered an enchantment between the competition area and the waiting area to protect the other cultivators.

And where the golden light came, the black true qi that surged around the ink seal also dissipated like turbid snow.

"This, how is it possible!" Meng Cangran's eyes were shocked, as if he couldn't believe what he was seeing.

He raised his hands again, using the folding fan as a guide, once again mobilized the spiritual power around his body, and injected all of it into the Five Commandments Ink Seal!

But this behavior only makes the speed of the ink printing forward slightly faster.

Ning Wuxian even stepped forward and took the initiative to greet -

boom!

The huge ink mark that was more than one person tall shattered in an instant, and the five big characters of Renyi Li Zhixin escaped from the superimposed state, turning into ink-colored handwriting flying all over the sky, becoming lighter and lighter.

And the golden sun is still shining! Straight at Meng Cangran, like a thousand swords, guns and axes, in Ning Wuxie's gradually expanding momentum, he just wanted to pounce like a mad dragon and devour Meng Cangran!

The Nine Heavens Dao True Yuan was full of vitality, spinning and jumping like a dragon at the Ning Wuxian Dantian, and the vast spiritual power that could be imagined during the ordinary refining period rolled in.

Meng Cangran's expression froze, and then an unbelievable anger surged onto his face.

"I don't believe it! Again!

He gritted his silver teeth, his face was hideous, and he grabbed the folding fan with both hands, as if to unfold it!

"Enough! Meng Cangran, you have lost! A

majestic shout like Huang Zhong Da Lu came from the judges' bench, and it actually interrupted Meng Cangran's action!

Meng Cangran was struck by lightning on the spot, and the movement of his hand was stunned, and he failed to unfold the fan.

"I declare that the winner of this match is, Ning Wu Innocent!"

An elder spoke up.

Ning Wuxian looked at the several elders on the judges' table, and at Meng Cangran, who was standing not far away with a dull face.

This is obviously a deviation.

The elders of the Hermit Valley didn't want Meng Cangran to unfold that fan, and they didn't want to fight him to the end!