The Myth Of Confucianism And Taoism Is The Holy

The seven hundred and fifty-third chapter blood broke through the formation, blood flowed into a river!

Guangling City in the three watch days is quiet and joyful!

On the head of Linjiapu City, Lin Tiannan and Liu Mang on the square looked at each other. Neither of the two big shots of Guangling City spoke immediately.

More than two hundred cultivators of Liu’s Mansion, all standing in the sky, surrounded Linjiapu. All the guards on the Linjiapu city wall were also ready for battle.

However, Lin Jiabao’s guards, both in terms of quantity and Realm, are far behind Liu Mang’s cultivator.

If there was no defensive formation, Liu Mansion would have swallowed Lin Jiabao long ago.

“Liu Mang, what do you mean?!”

Lin Tiannan looked at Liu Mang with his hands on his back in the square, his words were low and full of anger.

“Lin Tiannan, why should you ask knowingly?!”

“I, Liu Mang, give you two choices. First, you walk out of the castle, kneel in front of me, bow to me three times, and then judge yourself. I can let the people of Linjiapu leave Guangling City safely!”

“Of course, your daughter has to be a concubine for my grandson!”

“The second option is for the people of my Liu Mansion to kill all the males in your Linjiabao, and then take all the women in your Linjiabao, your daughter, naturally you can’t escape!”

“Lin Tiannan, you, choose the former or the latter!?”

Lin Tiannan clenched his posterior teeth angrily, wishing to rush down immediately, tearing Liu Mang’s shameless face to pieces.

“I choose to let you die!”

Liu Mang smiled indifferently and touched the white beard and said, “It seems that you are going to be obsessed with it!”

“Well, I have given you a chance, this is something you don’t cherish!”

As soon as the voice fell, Liu Mang cherished the copybook written in Blood Essence when the Dugu Sword Saint was leaving from the ring of Sumeru.

On the copybook, a blood-colored blazing word’kill’, overflowing with dazzling brilliance, was like a blood-colored sun rising in Guangling City.

“Om!”

Under Lin Tiannan’s instruction, Lin Jiabao’s defense formation has been completely opened.

A thick mask, like an upside-down sea bowl, covered every corner of Linjiabao, and it could be said that even a mosquito could not fly in.

“clumsy!”

Liu Mang launched an attack on the copybook, and the copybook instantly turned into fly ashes. The bloody killer words were sticky and flowing, and then turned into a great sword that swung toward the defensive formation.

“Dang!”

The terrifying energy wave overflowed in an instant, and the more than 200 cultivators in the Liu Mansion around him played magical powers one after another to forcibly stabilize the world, even Liu Mang also shot.

The wave of destruction was condensed into a beam of light and blasted into the night sky.

The long night was ruthlessly torn apart, and Guangling City looked like daylight.

With Linjiabao as the center, the endless streets cracked and houses collapsed, and the panic voices of the people in the market were heard, very sad.

All Liu Mang had to do was to conquer Linjiabao. He still had to dominate the city of Guangling.

If you don’t stabilize this world, you can measure the catharsis of the wave, and this ancient city has already been razed to the ground!

Killing words in the copybook is equivalent to a full blow of the Dugu Sword Sage and Quasi-Sage Elementary Sage, destroying Lin Jiabao’s defensive formation seven or eight eight.

The endless formation pattern flew out of the mask, and then disappeared.

The thick mask also became dull and dull. Although it was not broken, it could not last for too long.

“kill!!”

Liu Mang’s low voice hovered over Linjiabao.

The cultivator that surrounded the entire Linjiabao began to bombard indiscriminately towards the defensive formation.

All kinds of Spiritual Qi, all kinds of treasures with more than 100 handles, the defensive array shook again and again.

Lin Tiannan finally changed his face, he felt despair for the first time.

“Father, what should I do?!”

Lin Yueru was so frightened that Hua Rong paled. She was only eighteen years old after all, and she had experienced such terrible things there.

“Yueru, don’t be afraid, go back and hide it!”

After dividing his own personal guard in half to protect Lin Yueru after returning, Lin Tiannan’s thick hands propped on the city wall and looked at Liu Mang in the square.

“Liu Mang, too educated Bu Daru, has married my little girl, are you really afraid that he will come back to liquidate?!”

“An extraordinary step?! Hahaha!”

Liu Mang laughed wildly and burst into tears.

“Bu Feihua now, it is estimated that you are already waiting for your father and daughter on the Bridge of Helplessness. You are the father-in-law, don’t you hurry to accompany him?!”

Lin Tiannan’s heart was shaken.

What does Liu Mang mean? Could it be that Bu Feihua has encountered any accidents?

But he is the only head teacher of the Taixue. Even the Taoist Three Religions and Zen Buddhism, including the Eastern Heaven Court, have nothing to do with him. Who can kill him?

“Boom!”

Just as Lin Tiannan was contemplating, the defensive formation could no longer hold on, and burst into pieces.

Pieces of crystal clear light shavings flew, and then dissipated in the sky and the earth.

“Kill, don’t leave a man, and all the women will stun!”

Staying beside Liu Mang, Liu Jinjie, who was already gearing up for a long time, leaped to the top of the city with a vigorous step.

He had a mountain and river inkstone in his hand, and he smashed his head at a guard who was caught off guard.

“Boom!”

The poor guard didn’t even have time to make a scream, and his whole head exploded.

The blood and water mixed with pure white brains splashed all over Liu Jinjie. He licked the blood on his lips, and his slender eyes reflected bloodthirsty rays.

“kill!”

Lin Tiannan was the first to bear the brunt, splitting a Liu Mansion cultivator in half with one palm.

This night, the battle between the two strongest families in Guangling City, Lin Jiabao and Liu Mansion, was completely unfolded.

There are more than 270 cultivators in Liu Mansion, and more than 180 cultivators in Linjiabao.

This is a one-sided slaughter!

Lin Jiabao has completely become the Blood Palace.

Above the sky, the Spiritual Qi of heaven and earth is violent, and the writing is turbulent, like the undulating sea and turbulent waves.

From time to time, corpses were planted in Linjiapu, all of them were mutilated and none of them were complete.

Occasionally, the treasures that are exploded fall into Linjiabao, and the light waves that explode in an instant can destroy a large area, leaving endless pavilions and pavilions in ruins.

“Lin Tiannan, I, Liu Mang, will be your opponent!”

Liu Mang finally moved. He held a black ink brush, stepped on the void and touched Tianxin.

“Liu Mang, today, even if Lin Tiannan is dead, I will drag you down The Underworld!”

Lin Tiannan has already got the red eye. He doesn’t write poems, but only concentrates on studying one of the chess ways, and he can be regarded as a chess master.

And Liu Mang is fighting with poetry!

A mid-rank Taixue Dao and Half-Holy, against a peak Taixue Dao and Half-Holy.

The first blow of the two shattered the endless sky.