The villain system of Mingyue in Qin Dynasty

The jade tree is facing the wind, and the gentleman is graceful.

When Zhang Liang and Yan Lu answered, there was no hesitation.

Yan Lu stood side by side with Zhang Liang, facing the unfathomable Fusu and the fearful Prince Qin. After Yan Lu finished speaking, his eyelids lowered and he glanced at Zhang Liang. He remembered the scene when he met Zhang Liang this morning.

The small pool is clear, the sky is still dark, and the wind is still cold.

Zhang Liang stood on the small bridge, holding his hands behind his back, looking at the scenery in the courtyard. What was he thinking?

Yan Lu walked over, came to Zhang Liang's side, and asked, "Junior brother, have you ever hesitated?"

"I don't know." Zhang Liang replied, with a hint of indifference on Ruyu's face.

The three leaders of Confucianism can all be called rare handsome men regardless of their appearance. It's just that unlike Fu Nian's mature and powerful look, and Zhang Liang's graceful beauty, Yan Lu, who practices the method of sitting and forgetting the mind, is more docile than the former two. It seems that nothing in the world can make this man angry.

The method of sitting and forgetting the mind is originally a Taoist method, but Yan Lu, the second master of Confucianism, has cultivated it to an extremely profound level, and even many Taoist elders are ashamed of it.

If Yan Lu was not in Confucianism, but joined Taoism. So today, there will be one less knowledgeable scholar in the world, and there will be one more elegant and elegant hermit in the world.

In the final analysis, this has a lot to do with Yan Lu's temperament. He does not fight or fight, is unyielding, and sticks to both ends. Confucius's golden mean is best embodied in Yan Lu.

"What about you?" Zhang Liang asked before Yan Lu continued. "Can you really let it go?"

Yan Lu still didn't answer, and Zhang Liang didn't expect him to answer. He looked at the distant sky and sighed: "Qin destroyed the six kingdoms, and we are homeless people. Fortunately, we have this small sage village. We can only live in peace in the Pure Land. It’s just that Qin unified the world, but the troubled times are not over yet.”

"Undoubtedly, if senior brother had chosen Young Master Fusu's side, Zifang, this might be more suitable for your position!" Yan Lu said with a slight smile.

"I am Korean, and the Zhang family has successively served as Korean Prime Ministers. If the head brother chooses Young Master Fusu, it will indeed be more suitable for my position." Zhang Liang did not lie. In fact, in front of Yan Lu, he did not need to lie. talk.

There are not many people in this world that Zhang Liang can trust unconditionally, but Yan Lu is one of them.

"So, what do you want to do?" Yan Lu asked, his eyes gentle, as if he would not blame his junior brother for any choice he made, even if he chose the one that was not good for Little Sage Village. .

"Brother Imperial, I see that there are exactly three people on the Confucian side. Why don't you choose three people to come out as well. Win two out of three games, how about this?" Ying Ziyi sat on the main seat and asked with a smile. While waving his hand, he asked the three Confucian masters to prepare.

"Brother Chen, I would like to comply with the wishes of the prince." Fu Su handed over his hand and said in his heart, Fourteenth brother, you have expected that only two masters of the Moon God and Star Soul here can compete with the three masters of the Confucian school, so that's why you did this. Countermeasures? Then I have to disappoint you.

"who is it?"

A loud shout came from the vigilance of the experts in the room. Who on earth was so bold as to barge in front of the Crown Prince of Qin and the eldest son of the empire? Little by little water drops emerge out of thin air and condense into shape. In the center of the room, a blue light shines, and the water flows like a hurricane. Among the numerous water shadows, a figure gradually appeared.

"Tianzong Xiaomeng!"

Her white hair is in a bun, and her skirt is covered by a bun. The woman has a graceful posture, icy muscles and white teeth. Her every frown and smile are all born from the heart and are completely natural, just like the legendary Gushe Mountain God.

Young Master Fusu smiled, are you finally here?

"Master Xiaomeng is my invited guest. Your Highness, we will let Master Xiaomeng, Moon God and Star Soul appear!"

"Ying Ziyi, we finally meet again!"

Xiaomeng ignored Young Master Fusu's politeness and stared at Ying Ziyi for a second without paying any attention to what others meant.

Everyone looked at this strange scene with a sense of confusion.

"How dare you call my Crown Prince by his name? Are you tired of living?" Black Bear stood aside and shouted loudly.

Gongsun Linglong was secretly worried and complained: This stupid big black bear, there is something going on with His Highness the Crown Prince and this woman, what are you doing!

Ying Ziyi sat in his seat and raised his hand to signal Black Bear to stop talking.

"Sure enough, your appearance is more pleasing to the eye." Xiaomeng saw no one else, but there was only one Ying Ziyi, and said calmly.

"Oh?" Ying Ziyi smiled, but he was not surprised that Xiaomeng would say such a thing, "Really?"

Deep doubts arose in everyone's mind. What on earth were these two people talking about?

"Then let's begin!" Ying Ziyi ignored the crowd and said directly: "The first game is between Xinghun and Zhang Liang, the second game between Yueshen and Yan Lu, and the third game between Xiaomeng and Fu Nian."

Fusu naturally had no objection to Ying Ziyi's arrangement. Although he was murmuring in his heart about the relationship between Xiaomeng and Ying Ziyi, he soon let go. Xiaomeng and Ying Ziyi met ten years ago after all. The past is long ago, and since Xiaomeng agreed to help him, there would be nothing wrong.

"Let's choose a bigger place!" Ying Ziyi said and stood up.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince, Your Highness the Eldest Young Master, please!" Fu Nian led a group of people out of the house and came to the square outside the house.

This is usually the place where the disciples of Xiaoshengxianzhuang teach archery. It is wide and suitable for martial arts competitions.

The wide sleeves were tied with knots. Zhang Liang, holding his sword Lingxu, stood in the center of the square with Xinghun.

Yan Lu looked at Zhang Liang and thought to himself, the cultivation of Yueshen, Xinghun and Xiaomeng are all unfathomable. If Zhang Liang really wants to make a choice that suits his position, then losing to Xinghun here is undoubtedly the best choice.

"Confucian Zhang Liang, please!"

Zhang Liang raised his hands to Xinghun and said, doing the etiquette before the competition.

There was a mysterious smile on Xinghun's face. When Zhang Liang bent down, his inner energy exploded, and purple air blades overflowed from his hands, rushing towards Zhang Liang.

"This kid is so shameless. He actually attacked him secretly." Black Bear stood beside Ying Ziyi and said angrily.

However, Ying Ziyi was not surprised at all and continued to stare at the field.

Zhang Liang suffered the sneak attack from Xinghun and was already at a disadvantage.

The Lingxu Sword is a famous weapon in the world, but when it comes to the air blade in Xinghun's hand, it can't take any advantage. Xinghun's moves were weird and his angles were tricky, and every move hit Zhang Liang's vitals. Zhang Liang, however, could only parry, and could not even draw his sword in time. Everyone present could see that if this continued, Zhang Liang's defeat would only be a matter of time.

"Your Highness, it seems that Star Soul is going to win this round." Black Bear muttered in a low voice.

"Really?" Ying Ziyi didn't care at all. Xiaomeng quietly walked up to Ying Ziyi and said, "The empty valley is facing the wind, and the world is empty. The master of Lingxu Sword should be more than this!"

Xinghun jumped up and dived from high altitude, like an eagle pounced on a rabbit, taking advantage of the situation to rush to kill, the sword light in his hand soared, as if he was going to kill Zhang Liang on the spot.

Zhang Liang's eyes flashed, he kicked the ground with his heels, and retreated quickly, barely dodging the sword. Even so, the robe on his chest was severely scratched by Xinghun's sword energy.

Zhang Liang looked a little embarrassed and said seriously: "Why did Mr. Xinghun want to kill him during the martial arts competition?"

Xinghun missed a hit, put away the sword light in his hand, straightened up, looked at Zhang Liang in front of him, and sneered: "Your swordsmanship, in my opinion, is like a weak and dying dog. Do the third leaders of the Confucian family only have this kind of strength?"

Zhang Liang's eyes darkened and he finally pulled out the Lingxu Sword. The sword has not yet been completely unsheathed, but the light of the sword is extremely dazzling and penetrates the soul. After Zhang Liang pulled out all the swords, everyone heard a soft sound in the wind. It was extremely light and gentle, and seemed to be the sound made by the wind hitting the sword body.

"Interesting, now it finally becomes interesting." The corners of Xinghun's mouth curled up, and the purple lines on his face were extremely dazzling.

Zhang Liang's long sword was lifted lightly, and the sword energy filled his body, but it was extremely sharp.

Xinghun stepped forward step by step and said slowly: "It is sharp and sharp. It is indeed a rare and famous sword in this world."

"Your Excellency Xinghun, you're welcome."

"This way, it will be interesting for me to defeat you." Xinghun rushed forward, the purple air blade surrounding his hands stretched forward again, and as soon as it touched the tip of Lingxu's sword, it deflected slightly.

"Is this star soul looking for death?"

Among the crowd, it is said that every inch is long and every inch is strong. The air blade in Xinghun's hand was obviously not as long as the Lingxu sword in Zhang Liang's hand, but he hit it straight.

Everyone thought that Star Soul was seeking death, but Zhang Liang was not careless. He gave up the opportunity to seriously injure Star Soul. He deflected his sword and moved slightly to avoid this head-on confrontation.

"The right choice." Xiaomeng said with a slight smile.

"Your Highness, what's going on?" Gongsun Linglong asked suspiciously after listening to Xiao Meng's words. Zhang Liang clearly had a great opportunity, but why did he give it up?

"Don't forget, Xinghun is not a swordsman!" Ying Ziyiruo said meaningfully.

Everyone present was deceived by Xinghun's fighting style, which was like a swordsman fighting for life and death with an air blade in his hand. Xinghun has never been a swordsman, but an alchemist with extremely advanced Yin and Yang skills!

Just now, Xinghun's hands wrapped in air blades were condensed with curse seals. If Zhang Liang had been too late to dodge, he might have been knocked back by Star Soul and seriously injured.

Due to Zhang Liang's avoidance, Xinghun rushed to a place three feet away behind Zhang Liang. The air blade in his hand gradually faded and the purple flame began to burn.

The purple flames condensed into bundles and struck Zhang Liang one by one.

"Your Highness, the eldest son, it seems that Xinghun has become serious." Yueshen smiled, curved the corners of his mouth, and said to Fusu. However, her gaze went beyond Fusu and looked at Prince Qin, who was standing on equal footing with Young Master Fusu, who was more than ten feet away.

Ever since the moment Moon God saw Ying Ziyi, he had an inexplicable feeling in his heart. But she doesn't know, what does this mean?

"That's good!" Young Master Fusu put his hands behind his back and looked calm.

The purple flame carried a terrifying high temperature, and the surrounding vegetation began to burn scorchingly when it touched it.

Zhang Liang used his sword to move and avoid cleverly, but even so, he couldn't even get within a foot of the star soul. To deal with an alchemist like Xinghun, the best way is to kill him at close range, and the worst way is to kill him at close range.

The former, if he encounters a skilled alchemist like Xinghun, his long-range attacks are enough to kill any swordsman who cannot get close. In the latter, even if the swordsman can get close to Xinghun, the air blade that can cut gold is still difficult to guard against.

Yan Lu was naturally happy to see his junior brother becoming more and more courageous as he fought, and Zhang Liang seemed to have made a choice. However, Zhang Liang's strength seemed no match for this star soul.

"Your Highness, Zhang Liang is really going to lose now." Black Bear said anxiously.

However, Ying Ziyi didn't look anxious at all. He saw that Xiao Meng was a little strange, "Why, do you think Zhang Liang still has a chance to win?"

"Isn't there?" Ying Ziyi asked.

In the field, Xinghun has forced Zhang Liang to a desperate situation. Star Soul's figure skyrocketed and transformed into an image, like a god. The phantom image, which was huge enough to destroy mountains, frightened the low-level scholars and famous disciples in the crowd. The huge palm was sealed with a curse in one hand, and the other hand was condensed with Qi like a blade, and struck Zhang Liang.

"No!" Fu Nian was really worried at this moment. Xinghun was going to kill Zhang Liang! He deliberately stepped forward to stop him, but saw Prince Qin reaching out to stop him.

"Don't worry! Zhang Liang will be fine." How could the peerless mastermind only have such a short time?

Zhang Liang, who was in the middle of the scene, closed his eyes at this moment. For a moment, everyone seemed to feel that time had stopped.

Lingxu's sword chanted, and a light blue luster emerged from the sword. Just when the giant spirit elephant's palms were about to approach Zhang Liang, blue light surged and condensed into an invisible giant sword.

The giant sword stopped in the air. Zhang Liang waved the Lingxu Sword lightly in his hand. The giant sword that stayed in the air emitted a ray of blue light and shot towards the giant spirit elephant like an arrow.

Xinghun didn't expect that Zhang Liang, a swordsman, could actually use the alchemist's methods.

No! This is not Yin Yang magic, it is Tao magic! Xinghun suddenly woke up in his heart.

Unfortunately, it's too late. The arrow-like blue light hit the giant spirit elephant, and with just one blow, the giant spirit illusion showed signs of splitting.

Zhang Liang swung the Lingxu Sword in his hand again, and with the second blow, the giant spirit elephant transformed from the star soul was completely annihilated.

Xinghun was injured by the sword energy, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. He covered the wound and backed away hastily.

Zhang Liang holds the sword, independent of the wind, with his long hair flying like a fairy. His expression was still very indifferent. How many years had passed, and for the first time in a life-and-death struggle, he encountered an opponent who was strong enough to fight.

"My sect's divine sword Ling Xiao Zhenjue?" Xiao Meng looked at the huge sword shadow and said doubtfully. Tianzong's martial arts are never easily spread to outsiders. How could a Confucian third master learn the secrets of Tianzong?

There was a ferocious look on Xinghun's face, and his whole body's energy was circulating, as if he was brewing some big move. It's just that his whole body is twitching constantly, which makes people look weird.

Moon God's figure was very dazzling, he entered the field, stopped in front of Xinghun, and said: "We admit defeat!"