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Chapter 753 The world of literature and Taoism, a hundred schools of thought contend(1/2)

As Li Si finished speaking.

Suddenly.

Cheng Yaojin grinned and walked into the ring.

Niu Xiaomo raised his head and chest out, and walked into the arena.

In an instant, two terrifying auras that were shaking the sky and earth, rising from the arena!

"Kill and kill! Kill all the enemy!!"

One is bloody, and the evil spirit surges into the sky. The Shura battlefield appears, broken corpses appear, blood rivers flow, ancient flags flutter, wind and sand sweep, and blood covers everything!

"roar!"

Another, like a pillar of heaven, was filled with magic light, and a huge bull demon that was as high as a thousand feet high appeared, with his eyes spitting fire and staring at the opposite side.

In Niu Mo's hand, he was holding a huge battle axe tightly, with dazzling black light and dazzling!

"cut!"

The sound of killing shook the world, and an unparalleled blood-colored axe light swept across!

clang!

The Bull Demon raised his axe and slashed out, colliding with the blood-colored axe light, the void shattered, and the law disintegrated!

"Sweep across thousands of troops!"

Cheng Yaojin stepped on his steps, his eyes bloomed with blood, and his body was wrapped in terrifying evil spirits, like a god of killing. The battle axe in his hand was slashed out again!

Boom boom boom boom...!

The six axe lights, regardless of order, seemed to have lost their effect under this axe!

Every axe light is Cheng Yaojin's full-strength attack!

The six axe lights are superimposed, just like there are six Cheng Yaojin, who launch an unparalleled attack at the same time!

The axe blocked everything!

Six axe lights spread across the sky, and there was nothing else in the void!

The entire arena turned into a world of axes, with blood everywhere and axes everywhere!

The terrifying axe was that Sun Xiaosheng, the sharp swordsman, the handsome middle-aged and leisurely boy, who were standing outside the ring, all his expressions changed slightly and were a little shaken.

What does it feel like if the six powerful people of the same realm as them attack them together?

"This general of Daxia is so powerful!"

The leisurely boy "Ye Xiaolong" murmured.

"But sweep away the troops?"

"Cheng Yaojin?"

"Why does it feel a little familiar? Have I heard of this name before?"

Ye Xiaolong was extremely confused.

Not only Cheng Yaojin, but even many generals from the Great Xia Dynasty, he felt a little familiar!

This is also the reason why he came to Daxia!

"Niu Mo stepped on the ground, the totem spreads across the sky!"

Niu Xiaomo roared.

He entered the battle, and was completely different from him in normal times.

The Cow Tribe has always been known for its madness!

There is even a branch in the cattle clan that becomes extremely violent, bloodthirsty, and doubles in combat, making countless tribes afraid!

The branch where Niu Xiaomo is located is the strongest branch of the Niu clan, the Niu Mo clan!

What is the Bull Demon?

The Demon of the Ox!

boom!

Qianzhang Niu Mo stepped on the ground, and the entire arena, even with Li Si's divine power, it still trembled violently, as if it was about to collapse at any time!

The terrifying ripples came from the feet of Bull Demon, shaking the ten directions!

And in the void, a totem pillar appeared, and countless runes lit up dazzling light, just like countless bull demons, roaring, and stepping on the ground!

Boom boom boom boom boom...!

Six loud noises shook the sky!

All the six blood-colored axe lights collapsed!

“Hohuh!!”

Niu Xiaomo gasped, his chest fluctuated violently. During the breath, two white air rushed out. The hot breath was enough to ignite a god and burn it into nothingness!

Obviously, in order to resist Cheng Yaojin's "sweeping thousands of troops", Niu Xiaomo also tried his best!

"Shura!"

"Axe destroyed!"

Cheng Yaojin's black hair was flying behind his head, and a terrifying blood light burst out from his eyes, and the giant axe in his hand slashed down again!

"Ho huh!"

It’s like the Shura clan in the legendary Chinese state that has descended on earth!

The power of Shura envelops all directions!

Everything in the world collapsed under the power of Shura and turned into ashes!

...

The Wuchong Great World is an extremely vast world.

There are two ethnic groups living in this world.

One is a human race, located in the south.

One is the Wuchong tribe, located in the north.

According to legend, in ancient times, the entire world was ruled by the Wuchong tribe, and the human tribe was just slaves!

But later, under the leadership of the human sages, the human sage rose up and rose up to resist, and finally won a place of shelter. After countless years of development, the southern land finally returned to the human sage!

There are two major human dynasties in the southern land.

There are three Wu Chong alien races in the northern land!

The human race cultivates literary power, condenses literary spirit, passes imperial examinations, and seizes literary positions. Finally, they become the spiritual gods of the Tao, establish the Kingdom of the Tao, and become the God King of the Tao!

However, the Wu Chong tribe practices martial arts.

Each person has a strong body, a dragon's body, and a huge blood!

However, although the human race has become the mainstay of literature and Taoism, martial arts has gradually flourished over the years.

At this time, in a small city.

In a newly built martial arts hall.

Zhang Liao and Xi Zhicai are playing chess.

The two of them, Zhang Liao, were proficient in both literature and martial arts, and were both top talents in the Three Kingdoms period, regardless of personal force or leading troops.

Xi Zhicai is also a leader of Cao Cao, and his talent is extremely amazing!

"Sir, three days later, the imperial examination will begin. With the talent of the teacher, he will definitely win the top three in one go."

Zhang Liao held a dark son and looked at the extremely thin Xi Zhicai who always had a faint smile on his face. He said softly.

Bang!

The dark spots fell.

Bang!

There was almost no hesitation, and Bai Zi fell down immediately.

"Wen Yuan, this world is really not simple based on the observations these days."

"I was amazed by some classic works."

"This is now when the hundreds of schools are prosperous. The leaders of those hundreds of schools are all amazing people and should not be underestimated!"

Xi Zhicai did not answer Zhang Liao’s question positively, but talked about the situation in this world.

However, he had no worries at all. From beginning to end, he smiled lightly, looking confident and confident.

Zhang Liao smiled: "Hundred Schools? How can we compare with our Chinese Hundred Schools!"
To be continued...
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