Wuxia: Will the night master, the third Confucian saint is exposed

Chapter 24 I hate to turn into domineering too late! Falling son Tai’an, Confucian saint ends!

The picture of the gold list suddenly changed.

In an instant, in front of everyone in Kyushu, it seemed that there was only a piece of yellow sand flying in chaos.

In front of the West Wall, the ancient battlefield!

This is not the first time this scene has appeared in front of the eyes of everyone in Kyushu.

It’s just that standing in the center of the battlefield at this time is not Chen Zhibao, a generation of god generals who were unparalleled in the world back then.

It is the invincible Cao Changqing, the official who has now stepped into the celestial phenomenon.

I saw Cao Changqing’s green robe swaying with the sound of the wind, and the long sword in his hand was already stained with blood, dripping down, staining the surrounding sand.

At some point, a smear of scars appeared around his body, and he looked extremely messy and bloody.

It’s just that although Cao Changqing’s face was pale, he still stood safely, and with his not very broad shoulders, he blocked the girl behind him who was a little shivering.

Looking closely, although her face was slightly covered by the flying yellow sand, it was still not difficult to see that the girl’s appearance was seven or eight points similar to that of the Empress of Western Chu.

It’s just that the face is younger and cooler.

If the Empress of Western Chu was a oriole soaring in the fields between flowers, this girl was probably a peacock that grew up alone in the mountains.

I saw the girl gently pull Cao Changqing’s sleeve and say in a somewhat trembling voice: “Uncle…”

She did not continue the rest of the words.

But Cao Changqing already understood.

Countless masters in front of him blocked and blocked.

If he continued to fight like this, even if he Cao Changqing was one of the best in the world, a rare expert in the Celestial Phenomenon Realm, he could only stain the yellow sand with blood and fall here.

But although Cao Changqing understood, his figure did not move for half a minute, and he protected the girl behind his body.

The corner of his mouth cracked into a smile like a spring breeze blowing across the lake: “Princess, don’t worry.” Weichen will take you away. ”

His deep eyes stared at the girl’s eyes as clear as a lake.

In those eyes, he seemed to see the little junior sister back then.

I wanted to reach out and stroke the girl’s hair, but my trembling hand reached halfway, but I could only retract it helplessly.

He smiled wryly and took a step forward.

Suddenly, the sky was shattered!

“I, Cao Changqing, an old minister of Western Chu!”

“Rise and fall are the suffering of the people, I, Cao Changqing, am willing to die for earth-shaking, willing to die for heaven and earth for tranquility!”

“Sacrifice my country with blood today. May this life open the gates of heaven and enter the holy path. I only want to reproduce my Xichu glory! ”

Between the words, the majesty is as mighty as the heavens and the sea are angry!

The yellow sand swept through the sky, suddenly blurring everyone’s vision.

When I looked again, I saw a Qingyue sword light rising through the sky.

In the boundless sky, the blue clear sky suddenly cracked a huge gap like an abyss.

The sword came and jumped up, and the prestige was resounding.

The lotus flower under Cao Changqing’s feet quietly opened, white as the moon, and its fragrance was fascinating.

I saw Cao Changqing stepping on the lotus flower step by step and volleyed into the air, and in a blink of an eye, he was in front of everyone.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he seemed to swing a sword inadvertently in his hand.

Extremely poetic, extremely lonely, as if everything in the world is in this sword, and there seems to be only a piece of nothingness.

The vast sword qi penetrated the heavens and the earth, like a giant pillar of Optimus, swallowing everything in front of it.

Rivers? Years? Thoughts? Emotion? Immortals in the sky? It doesn’t matter, everything that stands in my way, just cut it with a sword.

Haoran Sword Qi slashed down!

Everywhere you go, everything is dust.

As soon as the picture turned, the river in front of me was dripping, and the mighty rushed straight into the distance.

On the bank of the Guangling River, Cao Changqing was silent for a long time in the face of the endless gushing river in front of him, which flowed east year after year.

Finally, he carried the chessboard, rolled up the chess pieces, laughed three times at the river, jumped up, and reached Tai’an.

“What if Confucianism can’t protect me Xichu, and turn to hegemony?!”

A Qingyue sword roared.

Cao Changqing’s original warm breath was suddenly sharp in an instant, and his emaciated body was surrounded by unparalleled oppression.

It seems that just one glance at each other is enough to make people want to surrender involuntarily in front of him.

From now on, I will not be a Confucian Cao Changqing, and from today onwards, I will be the Overlord of Western Chu!

He placed the chessboard pieces one by one at the Tai’an City Gate.

Laughing, he said, “Western Chu criminal minister Cao Changqing, come!” ”

A chuckle was like a roar of thunder, shocking the world.

It seemed that the entire Tai’an City trembled slightly in this laughter, and the mountains and rivers moved horizontally.

Countless masters in the city volleyed out of the air, but they only dared to look at Cao Changqing, who lowered his head and carefully rubbed the chessboard.

After a long time, Cao Changqing suddenly left a son.

I only listened to the shaking of mountains and rivers, and the sound of shattering.

The qi waves hanging above the nine heavens were like endless blades, heading straight for Tai’an City!

The masters of all parties in Tai’an City were cut off by more than half in the blink of an eye.

Cao Changqing was about to drop the second son, but the fingers holding the chess pieces involuntarily trembled slightly.

He suddenly thought of the girl named Ginger Mu, who looked almost exactly like her mother.

The heart is shaken.

What is ginger paste doing at this time?

Will probably accompany the guy named Xu Xiaonian, playing and playing as always.

The chess pieces, which were about to fall on the board, suddenly stopped.

Cao Changqing knew in his heart that if this son fell, even if he could not restore Western Chu, it would be enough to forcibly destroy Tai’an City, pull the entire south away, and be buried for Western Chu!

But correspondingly.

Between Jiang Mu and Xu Xiaonian, there was no longer any possibility.

Just like he and Empress Xichu.

“Hahahaha!”

Cao Changqing suddenly raised his head to the sky and roared, his laughter was wanton and arrogant, and on the side of his cheek, tears were like rain.

“What a thief!”

He slammed his chess pieces on the board!

Just listening to a thunderous sound like the roar of a mad dragon, countless earth-shattering thunders rushed down in an instant, like a divine punishment for condemnation above the nine heavens!

He laughed and cried.

“I hate being too late to become a Confucian saint, I hate turning into domineering too late!”

If I had become a Confucian saint earlier, I could have rescued you and taken you out of Western Chu.

If I had turned into domineering earlier, I would have been able to forcibly destroy the Southern Departure and reshape Western Chu for you.

It’s just a pity that I came too late.

The world’s winds and currents occupy eight fights, and the officials are invincible.

But what?

Anything that comes too late loses its meaning after all!

Cao Changqing raised his hand one last time, and the chess piece fell on the chessboard.

I saw an illusory qi wave condensed out of thin air, heading straight to the south to leave the emperor’s dragon chair!

In an instant, this throne above ten thousand people in the south was destroyed.

Cao Changqing finally stopped.

Looking at the Western Chu in the distance, the Guangling River flowing on the border with the Chu State.

“I’ve been obsessed with this all my life, and this time, it’s for me.”

He put down the chessboard and withdrew the chess pieces, and a shimmer appeared in his eyes, but it gradually dimmed.

The figure gradually turned into endless points of light and escaped, like fluorescence floating in the dark night, quietly disappearing.

Tai’an City, a generation of Confucian saints finally came to an end.

In a trance, a blurry figure seemed to appear in front of Cao Changqing’s eyes.

It’s a pity that the silhouette in the dream seems to be there, and I don’t hear the Chu song back then.

I’m sorry, little junior sister.

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