Confucian Sword Immortal: After studying for ten years, his majesty reaches the sky

"This guy, could it be a certain great Confucian of Confucianism?" the

statue of the god of fire suddenly felt vigilant.

But soon, he dispelled the thought that had just passed by.

How could there be such a young Confucianism in the world?

What's more, Confucianism in the Xuanfeng Dynasty was not flourishing, even if there were a few Confucian cultivators in the only Shuiyun Academy?

Since this was the case, there was nothing to worry about.

Kill him, and this little beauty will be your own!

"I am the god of fire, stupid human, and I will be reduced to ashes under my palm." The

five fingers of the Vulcan statue grabbed like a mountain, and the scorching waves of fire in his palm distorted the space.

[Ding, do not succumb to the power of the pseudo-god, the wind of the host, should be Confucianism]

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining the system reward - two sleeves of the breeze. Hearing

the system prompt, Chen Ning couldn't help but be a little surprised.

Although this guy is fake, he actually accidentally triggered the system reward for himself.

In that case, let's kill you as a false god as a thanksgiving.

The moment the palm of the fire god statue fell, Chen Ning threw off his robe.

"Breeze on both sleeves. Although

the pale cyan breeze seemed to be thin, it contained extremely terrifying power.

This breeze actually blew away the surging flames, and even the arm of the fire god statue suddenly stopped, and even two fingers were broken off by the strong wind on the spot!

"This is a Confucian exercise?" The

fire god statue was shocked, he could feel a scholarly Confucianism that was not afraid of power in this breeze.

There are very few Confucian supernatural powers, and apart from the rumored belief that only Confucian saints can use the magic of words, there are few other familiar supernatural powers.

But this strange power is definitely not inferior to the exercises of Buddhism and Taoism.

"Brother Chen is really a Confucian cultivator!" In

the distance, even Qin Heng was taken aback.

Along the way, he had seen Chen Ning's various powerful forces, and he was even a little suspicious of whether he was a horizontal martial artist wearing Confucian robes.

Now he understands that Chen Ning is just too strong and perverted.

It's not just that the physical body is so strong that it's perverted, it's even more perverted!

......

"I can't give him any more respite!" the

Vulcan statue knew that this opponent should not be underestimated, and if one was not careful, even his own life could be killed.

You must kill him directly with crushing force!"

"Incense Spirit, swallow!" The

statue of the god of fire opened its wooden mouth wide, its chest bulged, and all the cigarettes that swirled in the temple of the fire god were immediately inhaled into his mouth.

When he swallowed the cigarette completely, the body carved out of wood began to grow blood.

Not only did the two severed fingers just now instantly regrow, but the surface of the Fire God statue was filled with golden light, and even the flames were mixed with red and golden.

The golden flame comes from the power of incense.

"Haha, that's how it feels.

I am the god of your humans, and it should not be a matter of course to crush you humans, and

turn me to ashes!"

"Lord Vulcan is angry!" Several

people who were close to the temple were instantly engulfed in flames, and seeing the fire god's anger, the crowd immediately began to flee in all directions in horror.

"You don't think I can only blow the wind, do you?"

Chen Ning sneered and flicked his sleeve robe again:

"Spring breeze turns rain." The

breeze that emerged from the two sleeves instantly turned into spring rain and nectar, and greeted the sky.

Although these nectar looks like a drizzling rain, they do not blow and burn inexhaustibly.

When the spring rain merged into the sea of fire, the flames in the sky were suddenly extinguished.

In the smoke and dust, only a few cool drops of dew were sprinkled.

Although this supernatural power looks a little softer on the surface, its true strength is not weaker than that of any supernatural power.

"How is that possible?"

the Vulcan statue finally showed a bit of solemnity.

When did Confucianism and cultivation become so strong?

Because of the battle just now, the Fire Temple was set on fire, and there was already a lot of turmoil in the vicinity.

If this continues, I'm afraid I won't be able to explain it.

"You are indeed the strongest Confucian cultivator I have ever seen, but since you are a Confucian cultivator, there must be a fatal flaw. The

statue of the god of fire suddenly straightened up, and the flames around it converged towards its right arm at the same time.

The red and gold swirled and fused, slowly merging into his arm.

"Click, click.

With the sound of bones writhing, the right arm of the statue of the god of fire actually began to grow white flesh and bones, and blood-red muscles grew one by one, like the roots of an old tree, entrenched on the arm.

In the end, the right arm of the Fire God statue actually skyrocketed to more than two or three times the size of the left arm!

No matter how powerful Confucian cultivation was, he would be afraid of the absolute power before he reached the realm of Confucian beings.

No matter how strong the breeze was just now, it could blow away the flames, but it would never be able to stop this punch.

"Little Confucian Cultivator, do you know what it means to break ten thousand laws with one force?"

the fire god statue sneered, and the giant fist was wrapped in flames, roaring and smashing down.

"It doesn't matter if you don't know, when you become a meat puree, you can slowly comprehend it under the Yellow Spring!"

"I know how to break through ten thousand laws

, but that's always been my line."

Chen Ning smiled lightly.

This calm attitude made the Vulcan statue feel a little weird.

He didn't use that weird Confucian magic power just now?

Could it be that he gave up?

No matter, smash a punch first!"

However

, at the moment when the giant fist was about to fall.

Chen Ning swallowed mountains and rivers angrily, and his fist suddenly rose.

After the Avalanche Fist reached the consummation, not only the number of stacking layers had reached ten layers, but the power of the first punch alone had also increased several times.

The mountains can still be shaken, let alone a small wooden statue?

"Boom!"

The moment the two fists collided, a roar burst out.

But its power is overwhelming.

A violent force instantly swept through the entire right arm of the Vulcan statue, and the terrifying force directly tore apart his entrenched muscles.

"Click!"

In the next second, the whole deformed and huge right arm actually fell apart directly!

"What kind of power is this!"

The statue of the fire god was suddenly frightened, and even took a few steps back, and even the altar in the temple was trampled over by him.

Only then did he finally understand why this human had been able to be so calm just now.

Do you call this Confucianism? Has Confucianism begun to abandon literature and martial arts now?

At this moment, Chen Ning stepped on the green tiles and his body burst out.

"Boom!"

Under the punch, a large hole was directly opened in the abdomen of the Vulcan statue.

"What are you going to do!" this

time, the voice of the Vulcan statue finally showed unconcealable fear.

Chen Ning smiled coldly and directly disemboweled the statue of the god of fire.

"I want to see what kind of rats dare to hide inside and pretend to be gods!".