Chapter 469 Jiang Chen's Victory
After seeing that Jiang Chen had become a saint, the old man in Confucian robes knew that he could only do his best.
If he doesn't use his full strength, he might be the one who dies here today!
Thinking of this, the old man in Confucian robes gritted his teeth and rushed towards Jiang Chen.
In his hands, a very ancient book slowly emerged.
This book is none other than the "Analects of Confucius" passed down from generation to generation by Confucianists.
This book has long been imbued with a holy aura in the hands of successive masters of the holy realm.
Therefore, rather than saying that this is a book, it is better to say that it has long since become a magical weapon of a powerful saint.
With the infusion of the old man's spiritual energy, this ancient book exuded the aura of a powerful saint.
"Ghost Valley's little kid, you will die here today!"
"You have died a worthy death, since you have allowed me to use the Analects."
The old man in Confucian robes said this, holding up the book in his hand and reading lightly.
"Confucius said: 'To learn without thinking is to be lost; to think without learning is to be in danger.'"
As the old man spoke eloquently, an ancient shadow of a book rose up behind him.
As soon as the shadow of the ancient book condensed, it slowly enveloped Jiang Chen.
Feeling the power of the ancient book's phantom, Jiang Chen smiled calmly.
"The second move of the Zongheng Sword Technique, Lianheng!"
Jiang Chen swung the stunning long sword in his hand and blasted it straight at the shadow of the ancient book.
"boom--"
As a terrifying gust of air spread out, the ancient shadow of the book was directly chopped into countless pieces by the Jinghong sword.
Looking at this scene, the old man in Confucian robes couldn't help but have a hint of surprise in his eyes.
But he did not stop there. Instead, he opened the Analects in his hand again and read aloud.
“The Master said: ‘Isn’t it a great pleasure to have friends coming from afar?’”
Another ancient shadow of a book rose into the sky, and then the shadow of the book turned into a shadow of a Confucian scholar who was a hundred meters tall.
From this phantom figure, Jiang Chen could clearly feel the Confucian spirit.
As the figure solidified, it slowly raised a pair of giant hands and smashed down towards Jiang Chen.
The figure's huge hands pressed down towards Jiang Chen like covering the sky and the sun.
But facing this attack, Jiang Chen calmly raised the Fengxing spear in his hand.
"The king's spear skills, the king's lifting of the tripod!"
As Jiang Chen finished speaking, a figure emitting a terrifying aura rose into the sky.
The figure was holding a spear in his hand, and he stabbed it straight at the shadow behind the old man in Confucian robes that was emitting a righteous aura.
The Holy Son of a famous family looked at this scene and widened his eyes in disbelief.
Jiang Chen, who had just broken through to the Saint Realm, could actually fight against a veteran Saint Realm powerhouse!
Moreover, it seems that the old man in Confucian robes, who is a veteran saint-level powerhouse, is no match for Jiang Chen!
"Senior Brother Jiang, you are truly a monster!"
The famous saint's son couldn't help but swallow his saliva and said with deep emotion.
The phantom created by the old man in Confucian robes did not last long before it was shattered by the spear-holding figure created by Jiang Chen.
As the huge shadow of the Confucian scholar was shattered, the holy aura on the ancient book in the hands of the old man in Confucian robes dimmed a lot.
The old man in Confucian robes, who was the owner of the ancient book, also turned pale.
"It's over. With this Guigu kid's excellent spear and sword skills, I am no match for him!"
"So what our ancestors often said about the Sword Saint in the world and the strongest person in the Saint Realm is true..."
The old man in Confucian robes tried hard to hold back the blood that he wanted to spit out, and muttered to himself in fear.
After smashing the huge phantom of the Confucian scholar, Jiang Chen rushed towards the old man in Confucian robes, holding the Fengxing spear in his left hand and the Jinghong sword in his right hand.
"Old man, it's time for you to get on the road!"
Jiang Chen spoke calmly, and terrifying sword energy emanated from the Jinghong long sword in his hand.
Under the stimulation of Jiang Chen's countless spiritual energy, countless sword energies rose into the air.
Looking at the terrifying sword energy surrounding Jiang Chen, the old man in Confucian robes could clearly sense the terrifying holy aura above those sword energies!
"In that case, I will not let you live!"
"Even if I die today, I will take you, the little kid from Ghost Valley, with me to heaven!"
The old man in Confucian robes made his choice without giving it much thought.
He urged the spiritual energy in his body to surge out crazily and gather on the Analects in his hand.
Then, the old man in Confucian robes threw the Analects into the air.
Then, he directly detonated the spiritual energy in the Analects!
“Boom boom—”
Under the effect of the spiritual energy detonated by the old man in Confucian robes, the Analects of Confucius was directly shattered, causing a huge explosion!
Instantly, a huge hole of light was blasted in the sky above the entire open space.
Even Meng Haoyu and a group of Legalist masters who were at the peak of their powers were blown away by the huge explosion.
After a while, the aftermath of the explosion dissipated.
A huge deep pit has appeared in the entire open space, with a huge pit in the center.
It was actually the old man in Confucian robes whose clothes were tattered and whose breath was extremely weak.
After triggering an explosion of all the spiritual energy in his body, his life had come to an end.
With the last bit of his remaining will, the old man in Confucian robes glanced in the direction where Jiang Chen had been before.
But what shocked him was that Jiang Chen was still standing in the air with his spear and sword intact.
The only thing affected by the explosion was probably the few bits of dust on the black dragon robe he was wearing.
Seeing this scene, the old man in Confucian robes could no longer hold on.
"Hahahaha, God is really going to destroy our Confucianism!"
A trace of blood slowly flowed out from the corner of his mouth, and he died!
Looking at the old man in Confucian robes who fell to the ground with a bang, Jiang Chen slowly fell into the deep pit.
But then, Jiang Chen vomited blood, his legs went limp and he fell to the ground.
The famous saint's son nearby saw this scene, and quickly rushed forward to help Jiang Chen up.
"Brother Jiang, are you okay?"
"It's okay, I was just slightly affected, and the energy in my body is a little disordered."
Facing the question from the famous saint's son, Jiang Chen forced a smile.
But the famous family's saint had no idea that Jiang Chen was fine.
However, he had just broken through to the Saint Realm with his strength, and he took on the self-destructive attack of a veteran Saint Realm powerhouse.
Jiang Chen, whose breathing was already a little unstable, endured the self-explosion just now.
The spiritual energy in the entire human body has begun to become disordered.
Fortunately, Jiang Chen's foundation is strong enough, so Jiang Chen just needs to sit down and do his best.
After some meditation and breathing regulation, you can return to normal.
