What about the awakened scholar?Transfer directly to Confucianism and Sword Immortal

I saw that the ancient gown on the masked man was covered in white in an instant, and bright fiery red lines appeared on it.

The most obvious thing was that the other party's obviously not long hair turned into a white hair in an instant, hanging backwards and hanging around his waist, looking extremely elegant and unrestrained.

Even though they were covered by the green fox mask, the two women who were watching the battle from a distance couldn't help but pause slightly, being really amazed by the man's appearance.

"Good... so handsome!"

Feng Yurou opened her small mouth slightly, her bright eyes were full of joy, and she couldn't even hold back from licking her red lips.

In this way, she is like a moron who has met a beautiful woman, except that she is a beautiful woman who has met a handsome guy.

And Hong Qianqian looked at the man and felt more and more familiar. ,

"It can't be that brat, can it?"

She seemed to have seen Fang Mu wear this ancient gown, and the fiery red pattern was exactly the same style as the one on the latter's forehead.

It's just that Hong Qianqian still has some doubts in his heart, because the man in front of him is a bit too strong.

Because Gongsun Qi deliberately blocked the information about Fang Mu, so according to Hong Qianqian's understanding, Fang Mu should still be preparing for the second rank to advance.

And the man in front of him has clearly surpassed the average level [-] fighter!
After the Danyang Immortal Phoenix approached, Fang Mu lightly shook the Qinglian Sword in his hand.

Duo Duo's sword energy bloomed, like the shadow of an illusory white phoenix, rushing towards the monsters rushing around in an instant.

Swipe, swipe, swipe, swipe——

Dozens of stucco monsters were directly smashed to the ground, and white flames burned above their wounds, burning them up quickly, leaving only life essences of different sizes shining brightly.

The chaotic gourd on Fang Mu's waist automatically transmitted suction, sucking all the essence into it.

too strong!
The two beauties who were preparing to support in the distance were a little stunned.

Judging from the monster's appearance and momentum, the dozens of plaster monsters that charged at the man just now were at least about level [-].

And the other party killed so many monsters in the blink of an eye!

This terrifying group attack ability is already equivalent to a fifty-level combat team.

One person is a team!
And looking at the other party's leisurely and contented appearance, it seems that there is not much loss.

This is even more frightening to think about!
Just when the two were shocked, the surrounding situation changed again.

Kuru~
Kuru~
A thick voice sounded from the swamp, and the thousands of plaster monsters surrounding Fang Mu no longer continued to charge mindlessly.

Instead, they plunged into the swamp one after another, and then the sticky area turned into muddy muddy water, gradually devouring the fallen trees under Fang Mu's feet and around them.

"Tips for carving insects!"

The corners of Fang Mu's mouth curled up slightly, he knew the intentions of these monsters.

It's nothing more than wanting to drag it into the quagmire, so that it can not only weaken Fang Mu, but also give full play to its original strength.

After all, they are called mud monsters, and their strength comes from this swamp. If they leave here, their strength will be greatly reduced.

The two women watching the battle from a distance also saw the monster's intentions.

Feng Yurou immediately clenched her staff and began to chant spells. After a while, a stream of light flew out and landed on the muddy ground at Fang Mu's feet.

【hydration】

clap clap-

The turbulent muddy water instantly condensed into ice cubes, not to mention Fang Mu, even those monsters were taken aback.

"Uh uh..."

Fang Mu, who was about to perform [Happy Journey] for a short time, was taken aback for a moment, looked at the two beauties over there, and couldn't help but smile.

"Two good girls!"

Generally speaking, if they dare to help each other in this situation, it is enough to show that the two have good character.

After all, with so many monsters besieging him, exposing his figure will attract the opponent's attention.

With the support under his feet, Fang Mu naturally didn't intend to waste his energy floating in the air. With his current level, even with the blessing of the Phoenix Soul, the state of floating would consume more energy.

There was a flash of light in his eyes, and he slowly recited [Frost Blade] and [Xia Ke Xing] in his heart. With the superimposition of the two sword moves, their power increased rapidly.

"Since you don't show up, kill all your little brothers!"

Fang Mu looked at the swamp, but couldn't find the figure of the commander-level plaster monster. It seemed that the other party wanted the younger brothers to consume him before making a last move.

After all, it is a leader-level monster, even a race with low intelligence has some scheming.

However, this did not have much impact on Fang Mu.

Because his original idea was to kill all these plaster monsters!
The Qinglian Sword kept waving, and in the next second, white sword energy crisscrossed all directions.

The two people watching the battle from a distance couldn't see Fang Mu's figure clearly in the center of the sword aura, because that side was completely covered by the sword aura, and within a radius of 50 meters, all eyes were white sword lights.

As the white gradually faded, on the swamp lay a pile of broken corpses of plaster monsters, with flames still burning on them.

Like fireflies, the Yingying essence kept rushing towards the gourd on Fang Mu's waist.

With this sword, hundreds of mud monsters were killed!
Although these monsters vary in strength, their average level is close to level [-], and they are not helpless cannon fodder.

But this man in white can do this to such a degree, how can it not be jaw-dropping.

One sword, kill hundreds!

This combat power, among the same level, does not exist in a thousand!

Feng Yurou and Hong Qianqian, who were about to use their skills to help, swallowed a mouthful of saliva. The two beauties looked at each other, seeing the shock in each other's eyes.

"Who is this guy? Is there any evildoer of this level in Anyang Base City?"

Feng Yurou asked tremblingly, but Hong Qianqian was thoughtful.

"As for the monster, I have seen one, but..."

But that guy is still recuperating in the battle hall because of the monster attack!

According to the news distributed by Gongsun Qi, it was only a level [-] monster that injured Fang Mu.

It doesn't take long to be injured by a level [-] monster. It shouldn't be so easy to kill the opponent, it's suddenly as easy as chopping melons and vegetables, right?
"No, if Fang Mu is really strong, there may be some fake news over there to deceive people..."

Hong Qianqian suddenly thought of something.

In the past, maybe there was no need to do these things at all, but now Anyang Base City seems to be calm, but in fact there are undercurrents surging.

In order to disturb people's hearts, the World Envoy Organization has already spread the news that the door will be opened. Many people who have some strength but are unwilling to be buried with the base city are already thinking about it.

For example, kill some geniuses and dedicate them to the envoy organization or alien race as a certificate of merit, seeking a chance for their own survival.

This kind of behavior has always been unavoidable. After all, there are too many people, and there will always be some who will take the lives of others for their own survival.

This may be a biological instinct.

But it should not be the virtue of Chinese people.

If you want to survive, you can fight with other races as much as possible, and expel them in exchange for your own survival, instead of pointing the butcher knife at the same race.

This kind of person is no different from the traitors who joined other countries during the war in the old days, but they are called traitors.

Hong Qianqian thought about this, and then looked at the man. The three-foot long sword in the opponent's hand kept slashing, and the plaster monsters died one after another.

And when everything is developing like a broken bamboo.

Abrupt mutation!