Feng Yan was furious and had all kinds of thoughts in his mind. He planned to let the five major sect leaders of the Confucian world have a way out, but he never thought that the other party would slander him, one of them bully the weak with the strong.

"Boom."

Two white light columns surged out from the eyes of the head in the middle of the Fengyan, accompanied by the dense wind blades, hitting the Thousand Character Text.

Every word in the Thousand Character Text is condensed into hundreds of millions of rules, as heavy as a holy mountain. However, the power gushing out of Feng Yan's pupils is stronger, just like two white heavenly rivers colliding. After a stalemate for a moment, it penetrated the Thousand Character Text.

All the words are annihilated and re-turned into regular forms.

The Supreme Great Sage sprayed blood in his mouth, his face turned horrified, and he quickly retreated.

The other two supreme saints took action one after another, using the Green Light Heavenly Book and the White Holy Light Lake to impact the Taoist domain of Fengyan. At the same time, they each produced a monarch's holy weapon of extremely high grade, both of which were warriors bred by gods and contained divine power inside.

Two early stage leaders of the sixty-ninth level, one threw out a military book, and each word in the military book turned into an iron armored holy soldier.

In an instant, thousands of troops appeared, with majestic momentum and murderous aura.

Another leader who majored in spiritual power pinched out strange seals with both hands, and a sea of ​​ink appeared above his head.

The sea of ​​ink is pitch black and the aura is cold, stretching for hundreds of miles, containing the power of devouring and destructive darkness.

The five major sect leaders cooperated tacitly and took action at the same time. This formation is so powerful that it is many times stronger than when fighting alone. Even the characters on "The Peerless List of the Red Dust" will be very troublesome to deal with it and need to avoid the edge for a while.

However, Feng Yan is not an ordinary strong man, but a person on the "Peerless Scroll". He is also at the supreme level of cultivation, and he can fight against more than one. Even if the five major sect leaders join forces, he cannot break through his Taoist realm and defense.

The eyes of his three heads were spreading white light columns, lightning columns, and flame columns, fighting against the weapons fought by the three supreme saints, and stalemate in the void.

The two great saints of the sixty-ninth level mental power had a great impact on him. Thousands of saints attacked his Taoist domain, and a black sea of ​​ink covered the sun and moon in his Taoist domain. At the same time, they also used the ancient method of mental power to directly attack Feng Yan's holy soul and spirit.

Wen Jue's eyes were cold and he said angrily: "These old guys in the Confucian world are so hateful. They all have been practicing for tens of thousands of years. A supreme figure of the ancient sect, but they joined forces to deal with the Rock Emperor alone."

He wanted to rush out of the circle and help Feng Yan with his arm.

Zhang Ruochen stopped him and said, "If the descendant of the dignified Yan Emperor and the daughter of the Hu Emperor Xi, if you can't even deal with a few supreme saints, wouldn't you be worthy of a false reputation?"

"But, Mr. Shu..."

Wen Jue was anxious and worried. Just as he was about to continue speaking, he heard a scream from outside. He looked around and was surprised to find that Chen Tiantu, one of the five major sect leaders of the Confucian world, was attacked by Feng Yan and pierced his chest with a shot.

The Great Saint's blood is flying all over the sky, sprinkling like petals.

A blood hole the size of a bowl appeared on Chen Tiantu’s chest, and it retreated in a very embarrassing manner, and its aura weakened a lot.

Yun Zhongjun wanted to take the opportunity to attack, and a red snake-shaped holy sword at the level of the six-yuan king's holy weapon in his hand turned into a dragon python dozens of feet long, attacking the Fengyan vest like a meteor.

The head on the left side of Feng Yan sank, his eyes sank, and his hands formed a Feng Shen seal.

The round wind god seal technique, two meters in diameter, hangs behind the wind rock. In the seal technique, seven ancient patterns and secret images appeared. While blocking the holy sword, seven thunder and lightning as thick as a bucket were released.

"puff!"

The king of clouds flew out like a scarecrow and fell into the purple-green chaotic sea.

Widths of chaotic mist, like chains, entangled his body and imprisoned him.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Feng Yan was as fast as a wind, and his body changed three times in a row. He used three advanced holy techniques without superiority, and bombarded all the supreme saints who held the Green Light Heaven Book and the two spiritual saints.

Feng Yan's combat power is so strong that all the monks in the book world and the Tianlong world are dumbfounded.

Michael stood at the top of the lamp building in the distance, with a brilliant figure, and his eyes showed a strange look, and said, "The five major sect leaders of the Confucian world joined forces and couldn't hold on for a quarter of an hour in his hands. What opportunities did Feng Yan get in the divine realm of Emperor Wa?"

Next to Michael, there was a woman with twelve white wings.

Her whole body exudes a holy brilliance, a halo floating above her head, a blurred face, but her figure is extremely beautiful, with a slender waist, straight and slender legs, and an elegant temperament, like a sacred incarnation.

This woman is Fairy Guna in "The Beautiful Nine Immortals".

Legend has it that Fairy Guna was born with six wings, and the oldest angel blood flowed in her body. As long as she did not die prematurely, she would definitely become a god in the future.

Fairy Guna said: "Three heads and six arms are one of the oldest and most powerful physiques in the entire Pangu world. It is not strange that Feng Yan can achieve what he has achieved now."

"What a pity, it's rare that one has three heads and six arms, but he's going to die here today." Michael sneered, eager to try, wanting to defeat Feng Yan with his own hands.

...

"Boom."

Yun Zhongjun spit out thirty-six flying swords from his mouth, cutting off the chaotic fog, breaking free from Feng Yan's Taoist domain, and shouting: "Use the "Six Arts Battle Pictures."

The other four Confucian leaders turned into four streams of light and met with Yunzhongjun.

A purple rolled sleeve flew out from Yun Zhongjun's vest.

The rolled-up sleeve slowly unfolded, releasing the extremely pure and upright spirit, and the purple spirit that was as silk as fog. The power burst out from the scroll suppressed Feng Yan's Taoist realm.

The chaotic energy in the Tao realm is like stillness and cannot flow.

Even Fengyan's holy path rules are fixed by the power of the scroll and cannot be called as much as possible.

The so-called "Six Arts" refer to rituals, music, archery, ward, calligraphy, and number.

Under the joint activation of the five major sect leaders, the battle map wrapped Fengyan's Taoist domain in. The purple-green Chaos Sea turned into a small lake in the scroll, and Fengyan's body was fixed in the center of the small lake.

The Six Arts Battle Pictures are depicting six Confucian and Taoist monks wearing different robes.

A man was wearing a blue robe and bowed with both hands, polite and polite, representing "ritual".

An old Confucian scholar wearing a gorgeous robe and kind-eyed look sat under a willow tree and played the piano, representing "music".

A middle-aged man wearing breeches and wearing a white tight martial arts uniform, bent his bow and full moon, and wore a hundred steps to the sun, representing "shooting".

...

At this moment, the six monks drawn by Confucian ancestors came to life, stood upright from the scroll, and burst out with a breath that was stronger than any of the five major sect leaders in the Confucian world.

There was even divine power emitted from them.

Zhang Ruochen had never met the Fourth Confucian ancestor, but at the moment when the "Six Arts Battle Picture" was unfolded, he was sure that this must be the calligraphy he left behind.

Zhang Ruochen asked Wen Jue and said, "How could the battle map left by the Fourth Confucian ancestor fall into the hands of monks in the Confucian world?"

Wen Jue obviously had some confusion and guessed: "Maybe it was when the merit battlefield of Kunlun Realm was opened, the Confucian world cultivators seized it from Kunlun Realm. Of course, it is also possible that the "Six Arts Battle Picture" has long been circulated in the secular world, and by chance, they were obtained by Yun Zhongjun."

"Fortunately, the "Six Arts Battle Pictures" was not drawn at the peak of the Fourth Confucian ancestor, otherwise the power of the battle picture would be even more powerful than the current one."

Zhang Ruochen smiled and shook his head. If it were really the battle map left by the fourth Confucian ancestor at the peak of his life, how could it appear in the hands of a monk in the Great Saint Realm?

However, even the current "Six Arts Battle Picture" is priceless and an amazing treasure.

Thinking of this, Zhang Ruochen's eyes fell on the warriors in the hands of the five major sect leaders of the Confucian world, and said in his heart: "If Chen Yuan wants to advance to the level of the supreme holy weapon, he needs to devour a large number of king holy weapons. If it is purchased, the cost is too great, it may be an opportunity tonight."

Fairy Linglong walked out of the Qingli Garden and stared at Feng Yan who was trapped in the battle map. Her eyes were filled with sorrow, saying, "No one expected that there would be treasures like "Six Arts Battle Map" in the Confucian world. We have to take action to help Emperor Yan get out of trouble."

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said calmly: "Don't walk out of the circle, it's dangerous outside. Especially fairy, your main task is to take charge of the magical talisman and deal with peach blossoms that may appear at any time."

"But the Rock Emperor..." Fairy Linglong said.

Zhang Ruochen interrupted her and said, "Don't worry about him. For us, these old guys in the Confucian world have no threat. The biggest threat is peach blossoms. Only by luring him out first and cleaning up, we will have the chance today. Otherwise, there will be no life if we die."

Fairy Linglong looked at Zhang Ruochen with a complicated look, which was really hard to understand. Why could the man in front of him say the four words "Ten Deaths and No Life" so easily?

She was about to ask how to lead to peach blossoms.

Outside the circle, an extremely powerful wave came, accompanied by a deafening roar, which shocked Fairy Linglong and Wen Jue to retreat several steps backwards.

A scene of creating a world appears in the Chaos Dao Realm of Fengyan.

A divine shadow that was as high as many miles appeared from the chaos and broke through the suppression of the "Six Arts Battle Picture".

This divine shadow is a female figure, with a human body and snake tail, emitting an unparalleled ancient charm. Although it is a shadow, the aura emitted is a bit stronger than the divine power of the pseudo-god.

"It is the divine shadow of Emperor Wa. He can actually awaken the ancient power of Emperor Wa." One of the leaders of the Confucian world exclaimed.

"Wind Spirit Art!"

Feng Yan's body emitted a deep fluctuation of divine power, using the Feng family's ancestral magical powers.

If you want to cultivate a magical power to achieve great success, you must first store your spirit in your body.

Feng Ling Jue, Feng Yan has already practiced to great success, and is his strongest trump card method.

"Boom."

As soon as his magical power was released, he broke through the six figures in the "Six Arts Battle Picture" and knocked the five major sect leaders out like five fallen leaves.

Zhang Ruochen seized this opportunity and explored his hand in the void. The "Six Arts Battle Picture" then rolled up and appeared in his hands.

Get a treasure!

Feng Yan naturally would not miss this opportunity and used a clever clone saint technique, splitting his body into five, ready to capture the five major sect leaders of the Confucian world.

But at this moment, a sudden change occurred.

One of his clones just grabbed Yun Zhongjun, the leader of the Tianli Sect.

Yun Zhongjun's old face suddenly became distorted, looking extremely painful, and a dry sound made in his mouth, looking extremely ferocious.

"What’s wrong with you?"
Chapter completed!