In the capital of the Shang Dynasty, divine punishment came.

The dazzling lightning cut through the night sky and descended into the Imperial Academy.

The long-distance attack, more than ten miles apart, was so powerful that it shook all parties.

Inside the Great Shang Palace, Li Ziye’s face darkened when he saw the scholar choose to attack the young county lord.

mean!

"The right choice."

Tai Shang, who was standing aside, showed an admiring look on his face and said, "To break the situation, we have to get rid of one person first. There is no doubt that Wan Rongrong is the weakest among the four people. If we get rid of her, the situation of the four people joining forces will be broken."

"Senior, please be mindful of your stance."

After hearing what the old man beside him said, Li Ziye said calmly, "Now, you are on the side of the younger generation."

"Ah."

Tai Shang smiled calmly and replied, "I am just telling the truth."

If he were in his place, he would definitely make the same choice as the scholar.

Love the fragrance and cherish the jade?

On the battlefield, anyone who utters these four words is either an idiot or a dead person.

No, the dead can't talk.

While the two were talking, a violent explosion was heard in the southern courtyard of the Imperial Academy, with aftershocks and billowing dust.

"Oh?"

In the capital city, the scholar was moved and frowned slightly.

Missed?

No, it can't be biased.

Someone blocked Wan Rongrong's divine magic for him.

In the Confucian school, there are actually some hidden masters!

"clank!"

The next moment, urgent piano music was heard again from the direction of the Imperial Academy. The person playing the piano was none other than Wan Rongrong, who had survived the disaster.

During the battle, Bai Wangyu came back to his senses and looked at the scholar in front of him with murderous intent in his eyes.

There was no need to say more, as it was useless to say more. Bai Wangyu rushed forward again with the sword in hand, using the suppression of the magic circle and the advantages of the elixir to fight the enemy with all his strength.

The scholar retracted his gaze, raised his hand to block the former's attack, and said indifferently, "Mr. Bai, your sword seems to have a bit more killing intent. Why, did my attack on Wan Rongrong go against your Confucian philosophy of life?"

"No!"

Bai Wangyu slashed down with his sword and said in a cold voice, "It has nothing to do with the Confucian School. It's just because I am Rongrong's master. If you hit her, I want to kill you. That's all!"

After hearing the answer from the Confucian disciple in front of him, the scholar showed a strange look on his face. He broke up the battle with a palm and retreated a hundred feet away.

At a distance of a hundred feet, the scholar glanced at the three opponents present and said calmly, "I want to know what the limit of the formation under your feet is!"

Since Wan Rongrong is protected by experts, he should break the formation first.

As his thoughts fell, the scholar stepped on the ground and flew into the air.

"Not good, he wants to break the formation."

Seeing this, Shu Ru shouted urgently, "Wang Yu, Le Ru, stop him!"

"Know!"

Le Ru responded, holding the long zither across his body like a long bow, and aiming it upwards.

As for Bai Wangyu, his figure flashed out and also soared into the sky.

"The fight was really intense."

At the same time, Hua Fengdu, who had just returned from fetching the sword, looked up at the sky and said with emotion, "They have all gone to heaven."

After saying that, Hua Fengdu took out the Thousand Mile Sound Transmission Note and reported, "Young Master, the Immortal Execution Sword is here."

"Go to Li Garden and wait for a while."

In the Great Shang Palace, Li Ziye held up the Thousand Mile Sound Transmission Note and responded, "I'll chat with Senior Tai Shang."

"Yes!"

Hua Fengdu took the order and quickly rushed towards Li Garden.

While on the way, Hua Fengdu would occasionally glance at the battle above, and the excitement of the spectators could not be concealed.

"The Immortal Sword?" Tai Shang asked after hearing the conversation between the two in front of the royal ancestral temple.

"Correct."

Li Ziye nodded and said, "Senior Taiyuan gave it to me at the beginning."

"How much has been repaired?" Tai Shang continued to ask.

"All sorts of things."

Li Ziye replied, "However, it will probably take some time to completely repair it."

"Zhu Xian Sword, use with caution."

Tai Shang reminded, "That is a sword that is even more dangerous than the Demon Sword. Its murderous aura will have a strong backlash on its master. Even the Taoist sect rarely used this sword in the beginning."

Generally speaking, the Zhu Xian Sword, like the Great Light Sword in the Tianyu Palace, is not a weapon under normal conditions. It is best not to use it unless it is absolutely necessary.

"I will remember your reminder, senior."

Li Ziye nodded and said, "I asked someone to bring the Zhu Xian Sword because the world is about to be in chaos and the killing will surely increase. This is the best time to repair the Zhu Xian Sword."

"Use the Heavenly Book as bait to promote the chaotic world, and then, with the help of the chaotic world, repair the Sword of Immortal Execution?"

Tai Shang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said, "Boy, you are more ruthless than this old man."

"Senior misunderstood."

Li Ziye denied, "How can I treat human life as worthless? It's just a coincidence. Troubled times are inevitable. I just followed the trend. There is no causal relationship between them."

"Whether it's intentional or done by chance, the result is the same."

Tai Shang said calmly, "The world is in chaos, and the Zhu Xian Sword has been repaired. As long as the goal is achieved, the process is not important."

“The process is still important.”

Li Ziye smiled and said, "At least, it allows me to make an excuse."

At this point, Li Ziye seemed to realize something, looked towards the west of the capital, and said in a serious tone, "Here they come."

"Who?" Tai Shang asked.

"God!" Li Ziye replied.

Just as he finished speaking, a young man in white clothes flashed past at high speed in the west of the Shang capital and quickly arrived in front of the capital.

"This is?"

At this moment, in the battle, Shusheng, Le Ru and others all sensed the huge aura approaching rapidly from outside the city, and their expressions froze.

Divine Realm!

"The oracle magic, the divine flame of light!"

Above the void, the scholar gathered his mind and blocked Taiyi's edge with one palm. At the same time, he turned his palm and raised his energy. Endless divine flames of light spread out and fell from the sky.

Below, Le Ru plucked the zither with both hands, and the deafening sound surged out and rushed towards the sky.

Not far away, Shu Ru also activated the Divine Light Spell, and with the help of the magic array, a majestic golden light rose into the sky.

All parties were paying attention. In the void, the sound of the piano, the golden light, and the bright divine flame collided violently. After a brief stalemate, the divine flame destroyed the obstruction of the piano sound and the golden light and descended to the world.

"Uh!"

The aftermath swept through, and Le Ru and Shu Ru both groaned, blood oozing from the corners of their mouths, and they took several steps back.

In the south courtyard of the Imperial Academy, Wan Rongrong also suffered the backlash of his own power. He spat out a mouthful of blood, staining the strings of the zither in front of him red.

And above the void, while the scholar was using his absolute strength to forcibly break through the formation below, Taiyi Peak broke through the barrier of light and pierced into his shoulder.

Blood oozed out silently, staining the divine robe.

"You tried your best, but this is the end!"

Seeing that the magic formation had been broken, the scholar ignored his own injuries and shouted in a deep voice. Behind him, the Baizhang Dharma Image reappeared, standing tall and upright, and loudly shook off the Confucian disciple in front of him.

In front of the west city gate, Tai Shangtian saw the scene above, ignored it, and quickly flew towards the direction of the imperial palace.

There is only one purpose.

Book from heaven!