Chapter 2821 The Emperor Is Unjust, I Will Attack Him! Fight with Jeanne D'Arc!

Xu Zisheng's figure flashed and appeared in front of Emperor Yuan Jing. He stretched out his hand and the Confucian carving knife held by Zhao Shou flew up and fell into his hand.

"If a man has no virtue, God will punish him. If a king has no virtue, I will punish him!"

Xu Zisheng did not look like a scholar at this time, but more like a lawless warrior, full of vigor, unruly, arrogant, and wanton.

"Joan of Arc, if you don't want this clone to fall, then come out honestly!"

Xu Zisheng grabbed Emperor Yuan Jing's neck and lifted him up. His voice was loud and spread throughout the area of ​​​​hundreds of miles and reached the dragon vein of the imperial mausoleum.

Emperor Yuan Jing had poor qualifications and only had the sixth-grade Yin God cultivation. He had no power to resist in Xu Zisheng's hands. He was like a little chicken, struggling constantly, but unfortunately in vain.

Xu Zisheng carried Emperor Yuan Jing and walked out step by step. The ministers stood there in shock. They were shocked by the name of Emperor Zhende. That was the title of the previous emperor. What did it have to do with today's events?

Although the ministers were puzzled, they still followed behind Xu Zisheng, keeping a safe distance and looking at Xu Zisheng nervously, fearing that he would strangle Emperor Yuan Jing to death if he was not careful.

A group of people walked out of the Jinluan Palace and came to the square in front of the palace. Xu Zisheng stood in the middle, looking up outside the city of Kyoto, looking into the void, as if waiting for someone.

There was still some time, Xu Zisheng had a faint smile on his face, looking at the flushed Emperor Yuan Jing and the worried ministers, Xu Zisheng suddenly felt that he should have joined the Tiandihui of Taoist Jinlian, because the name of that organization was very consistent with what he was going to do now.

"It seems that Taoist Jinlian is quite capable. He can tell at a glance that he is not a law-abiding person. He is very suitable to join the mysterious organization!"

"It's a pity that the Tiandihui is still too inferior and can't accommodate a genius like me!"

Now, in the entire Kyoto City, there is only one person who can stop Xu Zisheng, that is the Supervisor of the Imperial Observatory. Wang Wenzhen obviously knows this and quietly turns back to tell people.

"Send someone to the Imperial Observatory and tell the Supervisor that His Majesty is being held hostage by Xu Zisheng. I hope he can help him!"

Although Wang Wenzhen was very disappointed with Emperor Yuan Jing's performance, he was a traditional scholar who adhered to loyalty to the emperor and patriotism. He still didn't want to see Emperor Yuan Jing being killed by Xu Zisheng.

"Don't bother. I can notify you directly!"

Although Wang Wenzhen's voice was small, it still couldn't hide from Xu Zisheng's ears. He turned back to look at the Prime Minister, grinned, revealing a bright and bright smile, and said with a smile.

"Supervisor, today I want to kill Emperor Zhende and Emperor Yuanjing, will you stop me?"

Xu Zisheng shouted loudly, his voice shook the void, reached the Bagua platform of the Stargazing Tower, and entered the ears of the white-clothed and white-haired Supervisor, who was as ethereal as a fairy.

The Supervisor looked solemn, turned his back to his disciple Yang Qianhuan, looked at the palace, and said in a deep voice.

"Go ahead, I won't interfere!"

Yang Qianhuan heard that Xu Zisheng was going to kill the king, his expression slightly changed, and he murmured.

"Didn't Emperor Zhende die a long time ago? Could it be that he has revived his corpse? So Xu Zisheng wants to kill him, but what does this have to do with Emperor Yuanjing?"

"Why didn't I think of this before? If I can kill Emperor Yuanjing, I will definitely be in the limelight!"

"Unfortunately, I'm a step late. Emperor Zhende and Emperor Yuanjing are being targeted by Xu Zisheng, and I will definitely not be able to snatch him away!"

Yang Qianhuan looked depressed and frowned, feeling distressed for losing such an opportunity to be in the limelight.

"No! Now that Emperor Yuan Jing has abdicated and is the emperor, Dafeng still has an emperor, Emperor Yongxing!"

"I'll kill Emperor Yongxing right now, and I'll definitely be able to make a big splash!"

Yang Qianhuan did what he thought, with a look of excitement on his face. He flashed into the air and rushed towards the palace, wanting to kill the little transparent Emperor Yongxing.

The supervisor had a black line on his face, stretched out his hand and slapped Yang Qianhuan directly to the ground, saying angrily.

"You're crazy, we are sorcerers, our luck is connected to Dafeng, we prosper together and we suffer together!"

"If I could kill the monarch of Dafeng, would I tolerate the collapse of Emperor Zhende for so many years?"

The sorcerer system relies heavily on the rise and fall of the dynasty, and relies on the luck of the dynasty to practice and integrate. The supervisor has long noticed the traces of Emperor Zhende, but because of the limitation of luck, he can't take action, otherwise he will suffer backlash, and killing Zhende is equivalent to suicide.

"Teacher Jianzheng, please let me go. Don't delay me. Today I will kill Emperor Yongxing and let everyone see my style!"

Jianzheng was completely disappointed with this disciple. He threw him away and suppressed him under the ground of the Star Observation Tower to prevent Yang Qianhuan from making trouble.

Emperor Zhende and Emperor Yuanjing had caused chaos in the world and deserved it. Emperor Yongxing had just ascended the throne and had done nothing. Yang Qianhuan was shouting for killing. It was really too much.

When the civil and military officials heard the words from the air, there was an uproar. Could it be that as Xu Zisheng said, His Majesty was the mastermind behind everything and wanted to overthrow the world of Dafeng, so Jianzheng, the guardian of Dafeng, would stand by and watch without saving Emperor Yuanjing.

For a while, Wang Wenzhen and others frowned, not knowing what to do. After thinking for a moment, they decided to wait and see. It was better not to intervene easily. Things were not as simple as they thought.

At this moment, something strange happened. Emperor Yuan Jing actually broke free from Xu Zisheng's hand and flew into the air. He had a dignified face and a calm expression. He looked down at Xu Zisheng, high above him, like a god who controls the heaven and earth, extremely indifferent.

"Xu Zisheng, do you really think you can kill me? I have been practicing Taoism for more than 20 years, how can it be so easy to kill me?"

"Joan of Arc!"

Xu Zisheng did not feel any surprise. With the technique of transforming three pure states into one energy, three people can be separated and combined.

"You really know many of my secrets. I shouldn't have let you enter the court back then!"

Emperor Yuan Jing seems to have changed into a different person at this time. He should be called Emperor Zhende at this time. His whole person gives people a feeling of filthy yet sacred, evil yet solemn.

The expressions of Wang Wenzhen and others changed, and the last trace of luck in their hearts was extinguished. There was indeed something wrong with Emperor Yuan Jing, and what Xu Zisheng said was true.

Xu Zisheng waved the Confucian Sage Carving Knife in his hand, and a stream of pure air flew out, fell to the ground, and turned into a series of talismans and incantations. They were connected and changed to form a teleportation array. With a flash of clear light, the figure of Emperor Joan of Arc disappeared. Within the palace, he was teleported out of Kyoto City.

Xu Zisheng and Emperor Zhende, one was a half-step Confucian saint, and the other was in the realm of second-grade transcending tribulation. The fight between the two was enough to destroy the entire city of Kyoto. Naturally, the battlefield could not be in the palace, and needed to be found in a clean place.

Xu Zisheng glanced at the princes and Emperor Yongxing in the court, saw their expressions were stiff and their eyes were confused, and he spoke.

"The emperor has no way. Xu will attack him today. The princes will just stay in the palace and wait for the result."

After saying that, a clear light flashed, shrouding Xu Zisheng, and his figure disappeared from the place, and he didn't know where he went.

Suburbs of Beijing, Nanyuan. A series of talismans and incantations appeared in the place, the formation lit up, and Emperor Yuan Jing appeared in a yellow robe. He looked around calmly.

"Nanyuan!"

With just a glance, Emperor Jeanne recognized this place as a royal hunting ground. The two hundred and sixty miles of vast woodland was indeed very suitable for a battlefield.

Emperor Jeanne looked somewhere, with deep malice in her eyes. She stretched out her right hand and pinched it in the air. A lightsaber appeared, then flicked out and shot straight out.

The clear light flickered there, and Xu Zisheng's figure appeared. The sword light was sharp and extremely fast. It appeared on Xu Zisheng's chest in an instant, and it broke every inch. There seemed to be an invisible barrier in front of Xu Zisheng, blocking Emperor Jeanne's attack.

Emperor Joan of Arc was once contaminated by the evil thoughts of the Taoist leader of the Earth Sect. The evil thoughts were strong, and she frowned slightly, with shocking murderous intent in her eyes, making no secret of her jealousy and resentment towards Xu Zisheng.

"Haoran Zhengqi, you are indeed a genius in practicing Confucianism and Taoism. You have entered the first-level realm at a young age, which makes people jealous!"

"With the support of great fortune and painstaking planning, in the past forty years, I have only been able to reach the second-level realm, which is comparable to the first-level land immortal realm! But you have entered the first-level realm easily and smoothly. Really, this thief is so unfair!”

Jealousy makes people look beyond recognition. Emperor Jeanne's facial features are distorted, ferocious and terrifying, her eyes are full of malice, murderous intent is overwhelming, and her hatred is hard to calm down. I don't know if she thought Xu Zisheng had cuckolded him.

Seeing this, Xu Zisheng teased with a faint smile on his face.

"I'm not Wei Yuan, and I don't have an affair with the queen. It's easy for people to misunderstand you for hating me like this!"

Emperor Jeanne's expression froze, and the technique of transforming the three pure states in one breath was extremely wonderful. Although he refined King Zhenbei and Emperor Yuanjing, he still retained their emotional memories. They were a trinity, three people in one body, each different, but interconnected. What Xu Zisheng said struck a chord with Emperor Jeanne and made him furious.

"Speaking of which, there's nothing wrong with you killing Wei Yuan!"

"After all, Wei Yuan and the Queen were childhood sweethearts and almost eloped. It was for this reason that Wei Yuan was purified and became a man without a chicken. But this does not mean that he and the Queen cannot have a relationship. Since ancient times, Isn’t there too much sex between harem women and eunuchs? I think Wei Yuan probably cuckolded you a lot back then!”

Xu Zisheng knew the art of speaking, which made Emperor Jeanne tremble with rage, her eyes widened in anger, her beard and hair standing on end, and she said with hatred.

"Wei Yuan deserves to die. He actually dared to have sex with the queen. Even if he died ten times, a hundred times would not be an exaggeration!"

Xu Zisheng's eyes lit up when he heard this. He was obviously very interested in these gossips. With an evil smile on his face, he continued to stimulate Emperor Joan of Arc.

"As expected, Wei Yuan did a great job!"

"By the way, before I do anything, let me tell you one more news!"

"Wei Yuan's soul was saved by me. Song Qing of Si Tianjian can refine a soulless body. As long as Wei Yuan's soul is put into it, he can be resurrected, and it is a very complete resurrection. Transformation Became a man with a chicken!”

"When the time comes, the relationship between him and the queen will be bad. I'm afraid your cuckold will become even greener!"

Xu Zisheng's words were like adding fuel to the fire, completely irritating Emperor Jeanne. His beard and hair stood on end, his eyes widened with anger, he roared, his body flashed, and a long sword appeared in his hand again, stabbing Xu Zisheng.

"I say a cold man is difficult for anyone to get close to!"

With a smile in his eyes, Xu Zisheng mocked Emperor Jeanne, and activated the Confucian method of speaking and speaking. Emperor Jeanne's figure immediately began to retreat, returning to the original place, as if time and space were traveling backwards.

Emperor Jeanne's expression changed and became extremely serious. Confucian magical powers are indeed difficult to deal with. They can deal with enemies with just a few words. No wonder they were able to run rampant in the world two hundred years ago. The Witch God Sect and Buddhism were defeated one after another, and they dominated the Central Plains.

At that time, Confucian scholars were extremely arrogant. No matter which monk they encountered, they would dare to ridicule them.

"Buddhism is great, Taoism is great, and sorcerers are not bad either. The Gu Masters and wizards who have taken a different approach are also very spiritual and worthy of praise! Oh, please leave, you crude warriors, this is a gathering of elegant people. Take the monsters with you. The rest of you, excuse me, are all garbage!"

But later, after the incident of Cheng Yasheng, he established Neo-Confucianism, preserved the principles of heaven and eliminated human desires, suppressed the Confucian orthodoxy, and ruined the spirituality of scholars, making Confucianism unable to recover and become a little brother who can be bullied by everyone. He even lost the right to speak loudly and was a punching bag.

Emperor Zhende was angry. It was obvious that Yunlu Academy had been suppressed and declined extremely. Xu Zisheng, a student from the Imperial Academy, actually embarked on the Confucian and Taoist practice of Yunlu Academy and made rapid progress. In just a few years, he stepped into the realm of the first-class Yasheng, allowing the power of Confucianism to be demonstrated again.

Emperor Zhende took a deep breath and made a seal with his hand. Countless spiritual energy from heaven and earth gathered and turned into sharp swords, hanging high in the air, shaking the sky and blocking the sun, with sword energy swallowing and shining.

Emperor Zhende waved his hand fiercely, and countless flying swords fell, with sword energy whistling and cold light shining. They were dense and dense, like rain, and all rushed towards Xu Zisheng. The violent sword energy wrapped his figure.

"Boom boom boom!"

The sword energy kept colliding with the invisible barrier in front of Xu Zisheng, and transparent ripples rippled. The energy aftermath destroyed the surrounding trees, lifted the ground, and the dust flew, making it hazy.

"I am indestructible! Uh, sorry, I said it wrong!"

"I am indestructible!"

Xu Zisheng smiled awkwardly, lowered his head and looked at the high tent, and quickly changed his words.

A ray of golden light shone from the surface of Xu Zisheng's body, and the invisible barrier was pierced by the flying sword and fell on Xu Zisheng.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

The sword energy hit Xu Zisheng's body, making a sound of metal and iron, like a chime being struck, crisp and pleasant, very pleasant to the ear.

"Buddhist Vajra Body!"

Emperor Zhend's brows were furrowed, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his pupils shrank. Confucianism is indeed difficult to deal with. It can imitate the abilities of various cultivation systems and has almost no shortcomings. No wonder it could suppress various systems and become the boss.

To see how powerful Confucianism was in the past, just look at Buddhism today. Buddhism now has four first-class Bodhisattvas and many Arhat Vajra. It is the world's largest force, but hundreds of years ago, it was still beaten by Confucianism and rolled out of the Central Plains in a very embarrassing way, and could only take root in the Western Regions. Until now, it has not been able to make a comeback and preach in the Central Plains again.

"We must find a way to attack him at close range. Xu Zisheng practices Confucianism and Taoism, and his martial arts are sparse. If I can get close to him, I will be able to kill him with the swordsmanship of the Renzong!"

Emperor Zhende's mind was filled with thoughts, thinking about countermeasures, and his figure flashed, approaching Xu Zisheng again. With a pinch of his hand, countless sword qi was born, whistling, with a sharp edge, rushing towards Xu Zisheng in a mighty manner, with a terrifying momentum and a shocking movement.

"Boom boom boom!"

The ground was like being bombarded by artillery, uneven, pitted, and in a mess. Cracks were all over the ground, spreading hundreds of meters, which was shocking.

Xu Zisheng's figure disappeared from the spot at some point, standing in the void, unharmed. He just activated the magical power of saying what he said again, teleporting himself into the air and avoiding the attack of Emperor Zhende.

"The swordsmanship of the Renzong is indeed unique. The sword cuts the flesh and the heart cuts the soul. Every sword energy hides the soul attack, which makes people unable to defend against it. Even the indestructible body cannot withstand it!"

"In terms of swordsmanship alone, you are better than Chu Yuanzhen, a disciple of the Renzong. You are worthy of being an old guy who has practiced for more than 40 years. You are still quite talented!"

Emperor Zhende was not happy at all when he heard Xu Zisheng's praise. Xu Zisheng put himself on a high position and actually commented on his cultivation strength.

"I, Zhende, am the monarch of Dafeng, the supreme ruler. Why do I need you to evaluate me!"

Emperor Zhende was full of arrogance. His figure kept disappearing and appearing. Sword energy crossed the void and constantly attacked Xu Zisheng. There were bursts of explosions. The whole Nanyuan seemed to have suffered a natural disaster. The earth rolled, the river stopped flowing, the trees fell to the ground, and the mountains collapsed. It was a terrible scene of destruction.

Emperor Zhende stretched out his hands, with golden and black light lingering in his palms. He slapped them continuously, and palm prints appeared in the void and fell towards Xu Zisheng.

The Taoist Yangshen, known as the immortal Dharmakaya, is the sublimation of the invulnerable characteristics of the golden elixir. Once he enters the realm of the first-grade immortal on land, the Yangshen and the flesh overlap, and he can even fight with martial artists. Of course, his attack power and durability are definitely not as good as those of martial artists.

Xu Zisheng had his hands behind his back from beginning to end. He spoke loudly again.

"I am invulnerable to all methods and invincible. No attack can fall on me!"

The righteous spirit shone brightly, and the palm prints disappeared before they approached. It was really a rogue to say what he meant. He changed the law, and no attack could break this defense.

Emperor Zhende was extremely helpless, and he whistled silently, turning into sound waves, flying towards Xu Zisheng, invisible and intangible, and extremely difficult to detect.

Xu Zisheng raised the corner of his mouth, and roared with disdain.

"Roar!"

The Buddhist lion roar, a skill practiced by Buddhist monks, can be regarded as the loudest voice among the monks. It can be regarded as invincible among the sonic skills. It directly dissolves the attack of Emperor Zhen's ARC, and the remaining force is not reduced. The powerful sonic attack bombards Emperor Zhen's ARC and knocks him to the ground.

"Bang!"

The earth shook, cracks spread out like spider webs, terrifying and eerie, countless dust flew, blurring people's vision, unable to see the figure of Emperor Zhen'Ah.

When the dust cleared, Emperor Zhen'Ah was extremely embarrassed, with a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. His clothes were tattered, barely covering his body. The breeze blew and he could vaguely see it.

"No wonder the queen hooked up with Wei Yuan, she is not as good as a eunuch!"

Xu Zisheng retracted his gaze, feeling a little bit hot, and mocked Emperor Zhen'Ah again, making him furious and humiliated.

"Xu Zisheng, you deserve to die, don't try to be so eloquent!"

Wei Yuan was always a thorn in Emperor Zhen'Ah's heart, not only because Wei Yuan cheated on him, but more because Wei Yuan was extremely talented, both civil and military, and suppressed him in every way, which made the proud him hate it very much.