Confucianism is supreme? I am reciting Tang poems in another world!

"Teacher, let Junior Brother Ci try."

At this moment, Yan Wen suddenly said: "During this period, Junior Brother Ci and I have fought. Although he did not use his full strength, he should be better than me. When the time comes, Junior Brother Ci and I will take the lead and fight against the immortals together."

"Brother Yan, your situation is different from mine. I have the blessing of an immortal body. Even if I die in battle, I can be resurrected, but you only have this one life, so let me go by myself." Ci Song persuaded Yan Wen.

After hearing this, Yan Wen fell into silence.

Zhao Qing sighed and said, "Okay, since you have made up your mind, I will not stop you, but you have to be careful."

"Thank you, Master."

Ci Song bowed his hands to express his gratitude.

Although everyone present did not understand why Ci Song suddenly volunteered, they were all infected by his fearless spirit and were inspired again.

As a newcomer to the front line of Tianguan, Ci Song was not afraid of the immortals. How could they, the old men, be afraid?

For a while, morale was high above the Heavenly Pass.

. . .

The ground in front of the 31st temporary pass was full of corpses of the two barbarian tribes, blood flowed like a river, and the bloody smell was everywhere.

In the sky outside the wall of the pass, Bai Ye was still covered in blood, but this time, the blood flowing from his body was his own blood, not the blood of foreign races.

The reason why Bai Ye was seriously injured was that his opponent was three ancestors who came to support from other passes, including two barbarian ancestors and one demon ancestor.

The three ancestors, facing the 31st temporary pass without the support of the semi-saint, should have pushed through and easily taken this pass.

But what they didn't expect was that they encountered Bai Ye's obstruction here. Even if the three of them joined forces, they still failed to take down this white-haired young man who was covered in blood and looked like a madman.

What puzzled them even more was that this white-haired young man seemed to be immortal. No matter how many times they killed him, he could be resurrected in his peak state after a breath, as if what they had killed before was just an illusion of the white-haired young man.

But they knew that it was not an illusion. Every time they killed him, they could feel the dissipation of his talent in his body, which was definitely a sign of real death.

In other words, they really killed him, but he really resurrected again.

Such an incredible thing simply made their cognition explode. Although the resurrection technique is not uncommon in the Chaos Realm, it is not uncommon for someone like Bai Ye to be resurrected instantly after death and restored to his peak state. Even the Immortal Venerable can't do it, right?

"Damn it, this kid can't be killed no matter how hard he tries. If this continues, the Immortal Venerable will punish him in three days." A barbarian ancestor said with a gloomy face.

"We must take this level immediately, otherwise there will be changes!" Another demon ancestor also nodded in agreement.

"Attack together, don't hold back, use your strongest attack."

The last Barbarian Ancestor's eyes showed a murderous intent, his barbarian patterns flashed, his body expanded again, and turned into the true form of the Barbarian God.

The other two ancestral masters heard this and also urged their talents. For a moment, the auras of the three ancestral masters reached their peak.

"Barbarian God is coming!"

"Demon God Strike!"

"Barbarian God is angry!"

The three ancestral masters all launched their strongest attacks, and three terrifying energies, like a world-destroying natural disaster, smashed towards Bai Ye.

Feeling the three fatal crises, Bai Ye's eyes showed a resolute look. He did not dodge at all, but also urged the last bit of talent in his body to condense a huge "kill" word.

Bang! ! !

With a deafening roar, the four energies collided violently in the air, and the terrifying aftermath caused the entire pass to vibrate violently.

When the smoke and dust dissipated, Bai Ye's figure had disappeared, leaving only a void torn by the energy aftermath.

"This is the ninety-first time. If this kid resurrects again, we will rush directly into the pass this time and slaughter all the human race behind the pass. I want to see if this kid can be resurrected again." A barbarian ancestor said with murderous intent on his face.

"That's the only way."

"Yes."

The other two ancestors also nodded. At this point, they had no other choice.

At this moment, a strong breath suddenly revived on the pass. Feeling this breath, the three ancestors changed their expressions and hurriedly looked at the pass.

Bai Ye's figure appeared on the wall of the pass again. At this time, he had recovered his peak appearance again, as if it was not him who was killed by the three people before.

"The ninety-second time."

Bai Ye looked at the three ancestors in front of him with cold eyes, and a strong murderous intent appeared in his eyes.

"Asshole!"

Seeing this, the three ancestors cursed angrily, and their figures flashed, and they rushed into the pass.

They were completely enraged by Bai Ye and vowed to slaughter all the creatures behind the pass.

"If you want to go in, you have to pass me first."

Bai Ye shouted coldly, and his figure flashed, blocking the way of the three people.

For a moment, the four people fought in the sky above the pass again.

When all the eyes of the aliens were on Bai Ye fighting with the three ancestors, they did not notice that the 31st pass had become an empty city at some point, and all the scholars in the pass had already withdrawn.

. . .

Time passed, and fifteen days had passed. The barbarian coalition army, which had already withdrawn, marched another two thousand miles, and was only a thousand miles away from the seventh pass.

At this moment, Zhao Qing had summoned all the soldiers in the entire Tianguan Pass to the wall of the seventh pass of Tianguan Pass.

Everyone looked solemnly at the increasingly unstable space outside the pass and the barbarian coalition army parked a thousand miles away.

At this time, Ci Song was in the martial arts field inside the pass, fighting with Yan Wen's third senior brother. As the deputy master of Tianguan, the third senior brother's strength naturally reached the semi-saint level.

But unlike before, Ci Song did not learn swordsmanship from the fifth senior brother who was also a swordsman, but instead learned stick skills from the third senior brother.

Sticks are called the top of all weapons. It is much more difficult to practice stick skills than imagined.

Although Ci Song is superb in swordsmanship, when facing stick skills, at the beginning, Ci Song is no different from ordinary beginners, and he is awkward everywhere.

But in these three days, Ci Song seemed tireless, swinging the long stick in his hand over and over again. It was obviously the most basic stick technique, but he swung it vigorously and powerfully.

Even the third brother couldn't help but sigh at Ci Song's talent. He was able to master the basic stick technique in just three days and reached the entry level. Even when he was a teenager, he was far from reaching such a level.

Just as the two were practicing, Yan Wen appeared in the martial arts field, "Third brother, Junior Brother Ci, the immortals have arrived."

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