With the power of one person, he fought five Confucian and Taoist powerhouses in the Jixia School Palace alone?

How can it be?

Just when the Confucians of Yan Kingdom were stunned, Xun Wenyu and the others in the Jixia School Palace laughed out loud with disdain. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"But when you write a poem about Zhenguo, do you think you're a neo-Confucian saint?"

"Even if Fang Sheng is here, I'm afraid he won't be so big as to say that he wants to fight the five of us alone!"

Xun Wenyu sneered viciously: "I'm so arrogant that I don't know how many catties and taels I have, it's really sad!"

Qin Feng didn't speak, he walked straight to the top of the central stage of the Confucian and Taoist Palace, clasped his hands on his shoulders, and said lightly: "If you want to fight, you will fight, why do you need to say more?"

"Could it be that you all have this strange habit of insulting each other before the fight, and then slapping yourself in the face?"

Qin Feng's words can be said to have struck the sore spot of Xun Wenyu and the others before, and it also made their anger rise suddenly.

"You're looking for death!"

"The people in the countryside of Yan Country also dare to speak out!"

"In this war poetry competition, do you dare to sign a life and death certificate with us?"

Facing the provocation of the four people in the Jixia School Palace, Qin Feng flicked his sleeves and said indifferently: "If you don't regret it, you will be in a state of life and death!"

The spirit of the book mountain immediately said: "In the battle poem duel, it is true that life and death can be made, can the two sides be willing to live and die in the competition, and never hold the opponent responsible?"

"I'm willing!"

Xun Wenyu and the others all responded in unison.

Only Huang Fuqi didn't say a word, for no other reason, because he felt that things were a little strange.

The masked man in front of him can obviously bring two jinshi to fight together, why should they not come to power?

There is no way to explain this, unless it is his own strength, which is not vulnerable at all, and bringing these two Jinshi has a loophole of being attacked by the other party, and if he comes to the rescue, not only can he not help, but he will drag him back.

But who has the strength to fight against five Jinshi at the same level?

But Huang Fuqi knew in his heart that the four Jinshi other than him were all descendants of the most holy of Confucianism and Taoism, all of them had the inheritance of Wenxin, and their strength was equivalent to that of a quasi-semi-saint.

What is the reliance of this masked man to dare to hold on to such a big position?

Unless it is Zou Sheng's personal visit, how can he ......

The Spirit of the Book Mountain looked at Huang Fuqi and asked, "What about you?" Are you willing to fight to the death with this Confucian student of the Yan Kingdom?"

Huangfu Qi thought about it, he didn't want to fight with this masked man to the death, but he only heard the disciple Xun Wenyu urging next to him: "Master, you shouldn't be scared, right?"

"Uncle Huangfu, you are a disciple of Zou Sheng, the leader of the Confucian Palace of Qi Guoji, can you ......?"

"Life and righteousness, you can't have both, and those who sacrifice their lives for righteousness are helpless, uncle, not to mention that we will never lose!"

Listening to the instigation of the four Jinshi around him, especially the words of his disciple Xun Wenyu, Huang Fuqi had no choice but to say: "I have no opinion!"

The spirit of the book mountain nodded, "clicked" and pulled the scroll, and suddenly six life and death forms flew out of the book, floating in front of the six people, and its Chinese meaning was probably this: "This battle poem duel, life and death are safe and destiny, it is my original intention, my own family, relatives and friends, and division commanders are not allowed to seek revenge on those who killed and injured me, if this oath is violated, the revenge seeker will be condemned by heaven, and under the yellow spring, I will not turn a blind eye" Yunyun."

Xun Wenyu and the other four holy descendants were arrogant, took out their respective brushes, and signed their names.

The life and death of Confucianism and Taoism are somewhat similar to the martial family's inner demon oath, but after the martial artist violates the oath, the inner demon will be born in his heart and affect himself.

Confucianism and Taoism are more direct, once the state of life and death is burned and sacrificed to the heavens, it will be enshrined in the heavenly way, and once it is violated, there will definitely be retribution.

Huang Fuqi is a disciple of Zou Chunqiu during the period of Confucianism and martial arts, so he naturally knows the stakes and is cautious, and he never mentions the matter of life and death.

But at this time, Huang Fuqi was already difficult to ride a tiger, so he could only pick up a pen and sign his name.

Here, Qin Feng looked at the five people in the Jixia School Palace, and also took out the Zijin Haoran pen from his sleeve, but did not sign his name, but took out a breath of Haoran Qi on the Zijin Haoran pen, and suddenly Haoran Zhengqi turned into a stamp and firmly covered the life and death form.

Huang Fuqi hurriedly paid attention to the stamp under Qin Feng's stamp, wanting to see what the name of this masked man was......

But the inscription on this stamp looks like a word and a painting, where can you see what the word is?

Only Qin Feng knew that this was the divine text of the word "Qin Feng" that he wrote through the "Heavenly Emperor Extreme Book" with Haoran righteousness.

Even Qin Feng himself couldn't see it too clearly.

Where can this Emperor Fuqi see clearly and understand?

"Your Excellency's surname?"

When Huang Fuqi saw this seal, he couldn't help but ask.

Qin Feng had already expected his hand, and said indifferently: "People from the countryside of Yan Country, I am a no-name person in Yan Country, where can I get into Your Excellency's eyes, why do you ask my name?"

Originally, the people in Jixia School Palace said that Yan Guo was a countryman, but Qin Feng simply calculated it and directly used this sentence to scare him back.

Didn't you say that we are countrymen in Yan Kingdom? I am a nobody in Yan Kingdom, why do you still ask my name?

Embarrassing, real Nima is embarrassing!

Huang Fuqi touched the ash of his nose, but Xun Wenyu behind him muttered: "Master, could it be that he deliberately signed a fake name? This is deceiving the way of heaven and will be punished by heaven, right?"

Huang Fuqi also frowned and said: "It can't be a fake name, otherwise he can't write it, otherwise he wrote someone else's name and deliberately didn't keep the contract, wouldn't it harm others?"

"This character is not a seal, not a subordinate, nor does it look like an ancient script, it may be other characters I don't know, but you have to be careful, this person is very strange. ”

Faced with his master's reminder, Xun Wenyu disagreed: "Pretend to be a ghost, hum, I'll beat him back to his original form later!"

However, at this moment, suddenly in the phalanx of the Chu State, a Confucian student who looked like a leader asked Qin Feng loudly, "What you have in your hand is my classmate Zhao Zihang's Zijin Haoran pen?"

Qin Feng thought about it, this purple gold Haoran pen was indeed the color head he got at the Triumph Literary Conference in Yanjing, and the other color head was a splendid and exquisite step shake, which was a hairpin, and he gave it to Jiang Yurou at that time.

He is now the identity of a masked poet, and it is impossible for him to use the Tenglong gold pen, so he wants to take a purple gold Haoran pen in a low-key manner, who knows that something will happen!

I saw that the Confucian leader of the Chu State, dressed in blazing red, seven feet tall, bearded, and looking like a warrior, he came out of the crowd, and said while walking towards Qin Feng: "My classmate and best friend Zhao Zihang, after the Yan Kingdom came back, the sea of knowledge was shattered, and all thoughts were lost, and he died soon...... Either you give me back the Zijin Haoran pen and write a memorial article on the spot and burn it to Brother Zihang to comfort his soul in the sky......"

"Either I, the scholar of Chu State, Xiongba, will fight you to the death in this Confucian and Taoist hall today!"