Dragon blood bodyguard of the beauty president

Chapter 1908
A group of elders from the Yao family got together to discuss and felt that it was necessary to gamble.

The dignified Yao family can't easily give in to a junior just because he talks nonsense.

If this gets out, what will happen to the Yao family in the future.

With their decision made, the head of the Yao family suddenly became much stiffer.

He jumped up on the tower and came out, yelling at Long Fei, "Little Jiang family thief, you are too ambitious, and your methods are too vicious, blackmailing six families in a row, do you really think that our Jiutian City has no kingly law? How dare you mess up?" Come on, I will give you a copy tomorrow. The Confucian Temple of my ancestral family is a holy place for scholars in the world. If you dare to destroy it, you are making an enemy of the scholars in the world. Even if everyone can’t kill you, one spit can kill you. You drown!"

Long Fei laughed, "Head of the Yao family, you are finally willing to show your face. You also said that this Confucian Temple is a sacred place for the people of the world, why is it not open to the people of the world, but placed in your Yao family's ancestral land and become your Yao family's private property? What kind of benefits are your Yao family seeking for you under the guise of Wen Sheng?"

He directly hit the heart of the head of the Yao family, making the old man blushed, and stretched out his hands tremblingly to reprimand, "Little thief, speak wild words. My Yao family was loyal and good, behaved well, and sat upright. How can I allow you to slander me like this?"

Long Fei smiled lightly, "I haven't done anything wrong, and I'm not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door. Since you behave well and sit upright, why are you so angry?"

The disciples behind him burst into laughter, and they all looked at this Prime Minister who was completely different from usual.

He is usually aloof, how could he lose his composure like today.

Everyone wondered, could it be that there is really something ulterior in the prime minister's heart?
The head of the Yao family took a deep breath, knowing that he lost his composure just now, he immediately adjusted his emotions.

He persuaded Long Fei, "Young man, you are so talented, you are about to become the prince's son-in-law. In the future, we will also be officials in the same dynasty. Look up and see, why make the relationship so stiff? I advise you You, take someone away quickly. The old man promises that he will never make things difficult for you in the future."

Long Fei clasped his fists and said, "What the Prime Minister said is very true. I didn't want to make things difficult for you. However, just now my junior brother's long sword fell into your house and was destroyed by your family's formation. We are kind enough to compete with your Yao family , but you treat each other like this, it's really chilling. My junior brother's spirit has been stimulated, and the good boy has become delirious now. You must give an explanation for this account!"

Needless to say, Sun Lang kicked Bai Fengxiu in the back.

Bai Fengxiu rolled on the ground, crying loudly, "My sword! This is the fairy king's sword I found from the mountains. It is hard to find in the world! How can I live without the sword!"

The head of the Yao family raised his eyebrows. Seeing that there was room for relaxation in Long Fei's words, he quickly said, "It's just a sword. I'll compensate you with a fairy-level sword. Take it with you and leave quickly!"

Long Fei laughed, "Master Prime Minister may not have heard the truth just now, my junior brother's sword is at the level of an immortal king. Even a sword at the level of a human immortal can't make up for his mental trauma."

"you!"

The prime minister's face turned green, and he really wanted to curse.

Nima, there are not many swords at the level of Immortal Kings in the entire Nine Heavens Continent.

This kid is clearly blackmailing.

He flicked his sleeves angrily and said, "You are really unreasonable. This old man has nothing to say to you, what do you like. The old man wants to see how much weight you have. If you can break it, my three talents are full of energy. !"

"Then Prime Minister, don't regret it later!"

Long Fei smiled lightly, raised his hand and showed the long sword in his hand.

The mysterious light on the sword energy flashed, making the night sky that was not completely bright suddenly soar into the sky, like a bright star rising.

Seeing such a sword move, the head of the Yao family couldn't help being flustered, and a bad premonition rose in his heart.

He wanted to compromise, but he had no chance.

The sword soared into the sky and headed towards Wenzhu Peak in the back mountain.

The head of the Yao family was so startled that he yelled, "Little thief, do you really dare to destroy my Confucian Temple for the people of the world?"

The gazes of the members of the Yao family moved along with the long sword, their faces full of shock.

Someone yelled, "This kid is too crazy. There is a saint's reincarnation in the Confucian Temple to protect him. How can he be so wild!"

"I don't believe it, the literary qi gathered by everyone in the world can't stop his sword qi alone!"

"If he dares to destroy this Confucian Temple, scholars all over the world will eat him alive!"

"..."

Behind Long Fei, all the outer disciples prayed in their hearts, secretly thinking that they must take down the Yao family smoothly.

By the looks of it, it's time to make a fortune here again.

The sword energy spanned three thousand miles, and the light shone on the entire Nine Heavens Continent. With a buzz, it whizzed down on the large array of literary energy below.

In the Confucian Temple, a bell rang!
The spiritual fetus inside reacted, and instantly burst out with a burst of powerful white light, a phantom wearing a long robe, white beard and hair, and dressed as a literati in the air.

All the disciples of the Yao family knelt down after him.

Among the disciples of the outer sect of Lingxiao Palace, there were also many Confucian disciples, who knelt down and shouted in unison, "The saint has manifested, the saint has manifested!"

Wen Shengren's dharma appearance is extraordinary, standing up like a Buddha statue, a thousand meters tall, looking at the starry sky, he raised his hand and grabbed Long Fei's long sword.

Purple air from the sky came from the east, wrapped around his body, and accompanied by a burst of literati's recitation, it spread throughout the Nine Heavens Continent.

Before dawn, all the students from the Nine Heavens Continent kowtowed to the portrait of Saint Wen.

The white light and style became brighter and brighter for a while.

Rumble!
There was a muffled sound, and Wen Shengren's right hand was held together with the long sword, and a burst of fire burst into the sky in an instant.

The void seemed to be about to explode, and there were bursts of muffled thunder, which kept shaking, causing the ground to shake.

"What about the image of a saint? It's just a image of a saint!"

Long Fei snorted softly, and the six-foot-high figure on top of his head was also exposed. He jumped into the void from the top of his head, grasped the long sword that was hundreds of meters high in the void, and stabbed down suddenly with the sword.

This six-foot-twelve dharma appearance is also extraordinary.

Like a demon king, with loose long hair.

He and the sage face each other, holding a sword in the air.

boom!
With a sound of shock, the long sword pierced down from the palm of the saint Faxiang with the momentum of piercing through the air.

The sword energy rolled, and the wind blew violently.

With a shake of the long sword, a black sword mark was drawn in the void in an instant, and it pierced through the top of the Confucian Temple with a bang.

Wen Zhufeng followed with a bang, bang, bang, and with a sound, the entire thousand-meter-high mountain was pierced by a sword and scattered in all directions.

The impact of gravel all over the sky, like a meteor, drew arcs in the air, and fell towards the Yao family's ancestral house one after another.

The Confucian Temple was damaged and exploded with a bang.

A white spiritual fetus emerged from it, and was grabbed by Long Fei's Dharma.

The turbulent noise soared into the sky, and thousands of houses were smashed to pieces by the flying gravel from Wenzhu Peak.

It took a long time before the rumble stopped.

The literary qi circle spread over the Yao family's ancestral house disintegrated without attacking and disappeared.

However, Yao's house was filled with dust, filled with dust, like the scene after an earthquake, it turned into a land of ruins as far as the eye could see.

　Good morning, Chapter 1.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)