MTL - Library of Heaven’s Path-Chapter 2233 Emperor

Live yourself and be able to show yourself better.

Along the way, the avatar has always wanted to force, and he has never had it.

Occasionally once or twice, just to better show yourself.

From the bottom of my heart, I have always been a low-key, subtle, down-to-earth, honest and pragmatic honest man.

At the thought of this... my heart suddenly opened up.

The swordsmanship that was previously understood has also changed.

If you say that thousands of knots, liver and intestines filial piety, wax torch into gray and wind, not only, with lingering, at this moment with the change of mood, become more beautiful, with a forward and proud.

Relatives need to be guarded, but they cannot be slaves.

Just like an adult man, it is right to make money and support the family, but it cannot be **** by life and live simply for life.

Instead, go ahead and live yourself.

Your own strength is up, the ability is up, and you want to guard, you can naturally guard.

There is no such power... It’s a big deal to die together.

What is so tangled?

The entanglement in my heart stretched out and Zhang Hang looked back again.

The fighting between the two sides is still continuing.

The battle between the two most powerful peaks, so that the strong players around the watch, one by one, silent, the atmosphere is not dare to come out.

"Good and strong..."

The little yellow chicken also swayed a bit, and the eyes were full of incredible: "In just over forty years, it will be repaired to this point. This heavenly emperor is really a genius in genius..."

He lived for a few years, but he was born again. Compared with the other side, he was a big cut, which is enough to illustrate the talent of this person.

Has reached a point of despair.

Feeling finished, looking at the young people around, could not help but shake his head again.

It seems that this talent is not bad compared to the other party... even before.

Perhaps reaching such a realm will be shorter than the time spent by the other party. In a few more years, it will be completed...

"In just forty years, I can have this kind of strength, and I really admire... But I still have the last move. If you can crack, I will die! Can't crack, you die!"

When the sword was set up, Luo Ruoyi looked over and the voice was cold and indifferent.

"I also have a trick." Confucius looked over, his eyes still lingering: "I am dead, I hope you respect the previous agreement!"

"Reassured!" Luo Ruoqi nodded: "I am going to die, I hope you can abide by the agreement."

"natural!"

Kong teacher nodded.

"let's start!"

Since the decision has been made, the two no longer talk nonsense, the body swayed, and at the same time.

A powerful and unparalleled sword spread out, the crutches were suspended, the power whistling, the light of the moon, and the blink of an eye were covered by the collision of the two.

The confrontation between the two top emperors made the moonlight dim.

"what is that?"

"do not know……"

"It seems to be the decisive battle between the Emperor and the Heavenly Emperor!"

"Decisive battle on the moon?"

"It is said that, or who can make such a big move?"

......

At the same time, the gods did not know how many people looked up at the sky, and the light on the moon shone out like a hot sun.

Under the dazzling light, the front of the hole in the hole is a long river, and countless figures flow in it. From ancient times to the present, it contains thousands of years and tens of thousands of years of history.

Every period of history, there is a Confucius, some anger, some harmony, some happy, some sadness...

Many Confucius teachers are united together, like the wheels of history, crushed and unbearable.

The strongest trick, spring and autumn!

One for the spring, one for the autumn, through the ancient and modern.

All the ancient and modern Confucius, all the ideas, all together, for a moment, the power surged again, as if increased by a hundred times, thousands of times.

The whole moon seems to be unable to withstand such heavy pressure and fall from the sky.

The rock on the ground, under the scouring of history, the blocks became white from the dark ash, and then... cracked.

No one can stop the time, and no one can do it.

"Luo Ruo..."

Unexpectedly, the Confucian teacher contained the thickness of time. Zhang was full of tension and hurriedly looked at the girl. She saw her in the eyes of the aunt, looked at herself, and fell in love with her.

"I have been waiting for you for a long time..."

The sword trembled and the sword crossed.

The sword seemed to be still in place, not extending forward, but the sword was pierced through the ages and traversed history.

A line of history in history...

People are three-dimensional, they can avoid when they are in danger, but there is only one history, no chance of change, no chance of choice, no dodge.

Luo Ruoqi's sword is aimed at this weakness of the "Spring and Autumn" tricks, a sword crossing, so that people in history can not dodge.

I didn't expect the change to be so fast, and Zhang Hang's face was pale.

Just thinking about Luo Ruoyu's face of the Spring and Autumn Period, I can't resist it. I couldn't think of it. A sword started and history collapsed.

The past is the past, not the present and the future!

"It is a famous teacher in mainland China. She got the Spring and Autumn Festival and studied it thoroughly..."

The body is shaking.

This move is obviously created for the Confucius.

Centering on itself, with imaginary power, running through history... runs through time!

If you don't get the Spring and Autumn Festival, you can't create it...

When I entered the Confucius Temple, I got a grand ceremony and helped myself a lot... That is to say, Confucius really wants to be killed, and he will be an accomplice...

I hurriedly looked at the Confucius, hoping that he could avoid the sword, or had a way to crack it. Then he saw that he had not resisted, but instead put the crutches in his hand.

"Do not……"

As soon as he screamed, Zhang Hang wanted to rush over, and he felt that his shoulders were tight and he was pulled by the little yellow chicken.

"He in history is merging with him now, killed in history, and in reality, he can't escape... This is the biggest flaw and loophole in this move, there is no way to save..."

Little yellow chicken hurried.

"Can..." Zhang hangs tears.

He knows what the other party is saying.

A line of history, once you are killed in history, your own self will disappear...

The Spring and Autumn Period is very powerful, but as long as it has the power and methods throughout history, it will be nothing.

"Don't forget my business..."

I was saddened, and the voice of the Confucius was faint in my ears. Zhang Suhang looked and saw the figure of Confucius, and slowly collapsed backwards.

boom!

Under the whistling of the sword, the history of the river collapsed, and the figures were broken one by one.

In reality, the Confucius teacher has not fallen to the ground, but also with the power to explode and become a fog.

Immediately, a rule containing the power of heaven, suddenly emerged from the fog and rushed to the sky.

Luo Ruoqi volleyed.

The mist was pinched at the fingertips and could not escape.

Rumble!

All of this was completed in an instant, and the light of the two men was faint, and the violent power could not dissipate. In the sky, the clouds merged into the clouds, and in a moment, the rain fell.

Like, the sky is crying.

The two emperors fought, and the emperor fell!

Confucius, hey!

Ps: The 17th volume [Emperor] ends. The next volume is opened, the eighteenth volume is also the final article [the origin of the library]. Tiandao wrote for nearly three years, and it is time to say goodbye to everyone. No accidents, finished in September. As for whether the Confucius will really die, there will be a foreshadowing in front, and the following will be revealed one by one, rest assured, not a tragedy.