I, the Emperor of Martial Arts, Play an Lan in the Chat Group

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Then use this to gather the luck of the sages in the Spring and Autumn Period!

Bless yourself!

So as to build Sendai and step into that higher realm!

result……

Ying Zixuan directly overturned Old Master Xun's way of being a sage inside and a king outside!

And in the end, he slapped the word "rotten Confucianism" on Old Master Xun's forehead!

what does this mean?

This means that Old Master Xun's holy name will be lost in his later years!

The feeling of falling from the clouds into the abyss!

Even with the state of mind of a sage, I'm afraid it's completely unstable!

Dying!

He raised his hand tremblingly, pointing at the aloof Qin Ershi...

Mid-air, Throne of the Raven.

Ying Zixuan supported the side of his face with his hands, and he was staring indifferently at the raging fire of destroying the world in the distance.

Quietly listening to the screams, the sounds of fighting, the sounds of struggling... the sounds are endless!

And the heat waves that followed.

Blow his gray hair.

Dispel some of the black mist around him.

But it made his side face even more stern!

It also made his Emperor's Eye even more calm.

Killing karma!

sin!

Bad name!

Everything!

today……

Wang Lai admits, Wang Lai agrees, Wang Lai bears the whole world on his back! !

"The ancient tyrant, the ancient tyrant... the ancient tyrant!!"

Old Master Xun pointed at Ying Zixuan's hand, trembling constantly!

suddenly!

"Hey!!!"

Blood splattered the sky!

This Confucianist was the best in the world, but he still failed to survive this catastrophe!

All talents are gone!

The Sacred Heart is destroyed!

Die together!

Immediately!

Thousands of Qi Confucianists, all crying to heaven and earth.

"Master, master, you can't die! How can you have the heart to abandon me and all people in the world!"

"The birth of an ancient tyrant is no different from a century-old natural disaster!"

"The karmic fire burns the sky...it's all fire, it's all fire, the sky is angry!"

"Nonsense! That's obviously a tyrant's method, why did the heavens say it out of anger... Tyrant, why didn't you kill us all together!"

"That's right! Even the master was killed in anger, and the peasant disciples were killed and burned by you. If you have the ability...you can kill us too!"

"Tyrant, kill us, kill us..."

……

Seeing a group of famous Confucianists, the crowd was excited, and the scene began to completely get out of control!

Zhang Liang, who was later sought after, immediately thought it would be better to go first!

Because he understands that this group of famous Confucian scholars are simply looking for their own death!

In the sky, Throne of the Raven.

"..."

Ying Zixuan glanced down indifferently!

It was the first time in his life that he saw someone make such a request!

It just so happens that I am in a good mood now!

It can completely meet the requirements of this group of rotten scholars in Qidi!

After all, he is the Second Emperor of Qin, so of course he has to respond to the requests of his subjects!

"Bai Qi, kill!!"

The prince's edict has come out!

Killing God Bai Qi led three thousand bloodthirsty cavalry legions, and immediately rushed towards more than a thousand Qi Confucian masters!

Immediately!

All the rotten scholars are dumbfounded!

Really want to kill them?

Qin Ershi actually sent a large army to kill them, who are the Qi Confucian officials who bear part of the inheritance of the sages of the Spring and Autumn Period!

Isn't he afraid of the world-wide criticism of scholars from Jiuzhou?

Isn't he afraid of the clank of the historian's stylus?

Isn't he afraid of ruining the Jiuzhou culture?

Excuse me!

Ying Zixuan is indeed not afraid!

The so-called worldwide criticism could not arouse the slightest disturbance in his heart.

He never cared about the so-called clattering stylus!

The so-called Jiuzhou culture...

Cough!

This Ying Zixuan must have cared.

But he knew.

There are too many Confucian sages!