Chapter 473: Confucian Divine Realm Master
The Confucian elders and disciples took out their weapons and prepared for battle.
When Wang Xu saw this, he waved his hand, and a group of Guigu disciples, led by the black-bearded old man and He Qingyi, began to use their spiritual energy and true energy.
Just as the two sides were on the verge of a fight, Mo Ji, the leader of the Mohist school, and Han Mingzhi, the leader of the Legalist school, looked at each other.
They also brought their respective disciples and stood together next to the Guigu lineage.
Looking at this scene, Kong Kangbo frowned and shouted loudly.
"Mo Ji, Han Mingzhi, are you and your Mohist and Legalist school sure you want to wade into this muddy water!?"
Facing Kong Kangbo's question, Mo Ji, the leader of the Mohist School, smiled coldly.
"Haha, Kong Kangbo, you, the Saint of Confucianism, killed my Saint of Mohism!"
"That's it. You still dream that my Mo family will stand on your side? Disciples of the Mo family, listen to my orders!"
"Kill all the Confucianists, no need to hold back!"
"Yes, Juzi."
Following Mo Ji's order, all the Mohist disciples and elders drew their weapons.
Han Mingzhi, the leader of the Legalist school, sighed helplessly and said to Kong Kangbo.
"Master Kong, you Confucians shouldn't do this."
"You shouldn't attack your allies. This is against the laws of my Legalist family!"
Although Han Mingzhi did not state it explicitly, his attitude was made clear.
As Han Mingzhi finished his words, a group of Legalist disciples and elders slowly stepped forward and surrounded the Confucianists.
Faced with the blockade of the three gates, Kong Kangbo's face turned pale.
He did not expect that his allies, the Mohists and the Legalists, would betray him at such a critical moment.
In addition, he did not expect that Meng Haoyu, as the Son of God, would actually attack the Sons of God of the Legalists and Mohists!
Looking at the three huge crowds of people, Kong Kangbo clenched his teeth tightly.
After a while, Kong Kangbo considered it and finally made his own choice.
"Wang Xu, Mo Ji, Han Mingzhi, are you three sure you really want to go against my Confucianism? "
"Hahaha, Kong Kangbo, you Confucianists have done all these things , do you still want to ask me?"
"You've done such a shameful thing, but you're afraid we'll ask you to pay for it!"
"Over the years, your Confucian school has used this forbidden area to murder countless disciples of my various schools of thought!"
"Today, I will lead the Guigu lineage to seek justice for those disciples who died unjustly!"
After Wang Xu finished speaking, his black robe fluttered in the wind, and he raised the Zongheng sword representing the leader of Guiguzi Sect in his hand.
Seeing this scene, Mo Ji and Han Mingzhi on the side did not hesitate and took out their weapons.
Following behind Wang Xu, he attacked Kong Kangbo.
At this moment, a voice was heard, and Wang Xu and the other two were driven out.
"Tsk tsk tsk, you three families really think that our Confucian family is easy to mess with!"
"Why, do you really think I'm dead, or that there is no one left in my Confucian school?"
As the voice fell, a short old man stood in front of Kong Kangbo and looked at Wang Xu and the other two with a cold look.
Only then did Wang Xu recognize the identity of the short old man.
"The former leader of Confucianism, Kong Huarong?"
Seeing that Wang Xu recognized his identity, Kong Huarong's haggard face showed a hint of sneer.
“Tsk tsk tsk, I didn’t expect that Guigu’s younger generation still remembered my name!”
"Very good, very good. I will send you, the Guigu lineage, on your way first."
After hearing Kong Huarong's words, Wang Xu's face changed drastically.
It’s not that he didn’t want to go up and kill the short Kong Huarong in front of him , but the other party’s cultivation had already reached the divine realm!
A warrior who can reach the divine realm has already reached the highest level of cultivation, and is simply not something that a saint can deal with...
Looking at the three groups of people who were in shock, Kong Huarong laughed out loud.
"Why, are the youngsters from your three families mute now?"
"You were very talkative just now, and you even wanted to destroy my Confucianism. How come you dare not utter a single word now!"
As Kong Huarong spoke, a cold light flashed in his eyes.
It was obvious that this powerful Confucian master had already developed murderous intentions.
“Kong Huarong, you, a young man, have broken through the divine realm, so you think you are a big shot!”
"This ancient holy land is not yours to decide!"
At this moment, another figure slowly flew over and landed in front of the three sects including Confucianism, Guiguzi and others.
The figure slowly landed on the ground , it was the old man in sackcloth clothes.
After seeing the old man in hemp clothes coming, Kong Huarong's originally arrogant face changed.
His expression immediately became extremely flattering and he bowed to the old man in hemp clothes.
“Senior Mai, this is a private matter between my Confucianism and Guigu, Mohism, and Legalism.”
"According to the rules of the Ancient Holy Land, you shouldn't be able to do anything about it, right?"
Kong Huarong knew that as a member of the Holy Lord Temple of the ancient holy land, the old man in hemp clothes was not allowed to interfere in the private affairs of the various sects.
Therefore, he chose to use this sentence to persuade the old man in hemp clothes not to get involved.
But after hearing what Kong Huarong said, the old man in hemp clothes just smiled indifferently.
"I cannot interfere in the private affairs of you various schools and sects."
"However, you Confucians are suspected of interfering in the competition for the Holy Lord position and murdering the contestants!"
"So, according to the rules of the Ancient Holy Land, I have the power to suppress you!"
The old man in sackcloth clothes said this and waved his hand which had been hidden in his sleeve.
Suddenly, suffocating air descended and enveloped Kong Huarong.
Seeing that the old man in hemp clothes was determined to go against him, Kong Huarong's face changed and he quickly threw out an inkstone.
"Confucius said: 'To learn without thinking is to be lost; to think without learning is to be in danger.'"
As Kong Huarong finished speaking, rich and righteous energy flew out from the inkstone.
Directly shattered the barrier created by the old man in hemp clothes!
“Boom—”
As the two powerful men fought each other, all the disciples of various families were knocked away.
Only Jiang Chen and other powerful Saint Realm warriors were still gritting their teeth, holding on tightly, and standing where they were.
Looking at this scene, the old man in hemp clothes couldn't help but be a little surprised.
Hey, it's really frustrating to compare yourself to others. This little kid from Guigu has actually broken through to the Saint Realm? !
This kind of talent and aptitude is compared to the period when I was young.
I'm afraid it's impossible to find someone who can be compared with Jiang Chen!
Kong Huarong, who was confronting the old man in hemp clothes, was also looking at Jiang Chen in the crowd with some surprise.
"When did the Guigu lineage produce another Saint?"
Upon hearing this, Kong Kangbo, who was standing by, quickly explained to Kong Huarong.
"Master, this Saint Realm Master is the Saint Son of Guigu's generation. When I saw him a few days ago, he had just broken through to the Xiantian Grandmaster realm not long ago!"
