Bi Jin marched very fast, ten days later, he took the three towns of Dali, forced the capital of Dali, and those monks in Dali finally couldn't hold on, and had to negotiate with Zhao Shu again, but Zhao Shu's conditions became more and more harsh.

Zhao Shu had to solve the situation of the Dali Kingdom at one time, and free himself up to deal with the internal affairs of the Great Song Dynasty and the Jin Kingdom and Western Xia.

"Does Your Highness have to cut off my Dali's social system?"

The master of Tianlong Temple, the last Dali royal family said with a miserable expression.

"The conditions of this king are not harsh, and I allow the incense sacrifices of the Dali royal family to continue, which is still the greatest kindness!"

"I'm afraid Your Highness doesn't know, my emperor has asked Bianliang for help, and Emperor Song will send troops to help in the near future, and Yongzhou will be attacked from both sides at that time, His Royal Highness will retreat at this time, and he can be safe!"

Zhao Shu laughed, his eyes showed a cold light and stared at the master in front of him: "Does the master also follow the example of Zhang Yi and Su Qin to take advantage of his tongue? Bianliang is now too busy to take care of himself, and my Yanyun army is oppressive on the bank of the Yellow River, if it is not for the Yellow River bursting, Bianliang is already in the hands of the Lone King at this time! If Zhao Kai dares to use troops, just let me attack it!"

Zhao Shu's laughter made the face of the master of Tianlong Temple even pale, and he continued with a strong expression: "I, Dali, also asked Tubo for help, and the Tubo army will go down to Sichuan in a few days, out of Dali, and when the time comes, the armies of the two countries, how can His Highness's soldiers in a city reach it." There are a lot of mountains and mountains in my Dali, and the people in the country are excited, swearing to resist the invasion of your Song people, how did you destroy it!"

Zhao Shu looked at the master, and his face was as cold as iron: "The master fights and fights, don't use the power of your tongue, it will be easy for my army to take Dali, you and I will be male and female on the battlefield!"

Zhao Shu said this, he didn't want to be entangled, turned around and walked, and came to the town in person, that is, he had to take Dali. Or Dali promised his own conditions, so that he could rest assured.

Since the talks have collapsed, that is, Dali still has illusions, he must subdue them, fight them afraid, and only in this way can he deter these alien races, the barbarians are afraid of power but not virtue, and the only way to deal with them is to use the most powerful force to crush all their illusions.

However, what the great monk said was not wrong, Bianliang Zhao Kai was really troublesome. There is no strength, but in the name of the center, they denounce it, and those Confucian masters are even more concentrated outside Kunlun Pass.

"Bi Jin, take Dali at all costs, and the lonely king will go to Kunlun Pass!"

"Your Highness, is Kunlun Pass in an emergency?"

Bi Jin asked with a worried expression, Zhao Shu frowned, and said with a little annoyance: "It's just some old fellows from the Confucian sect who are troublesome, and Bianliang's army is not qualified to come to Kunlun Pass to knock on the pass!"

Zhao Shu said. Controlling the city of red copper, flying towards the distance, in front of Kunlun Pass at this time, the three Yin and Yang Realm warriors of Confucianism. Several Confucian masters of the Thunder Tribulation stood in front of the pass.

At the Kunlun Pass, Long Bo led the masters of the Witch Gu Dao and the masters of other barbarian countries to confront the pass, and a large number of martial arts masters guarded the level.

When Zhao Shu arrived in front of Kunlun Pass, these Confucian and Taoist masters were instantly shocked, and their eyes showed a trace of joy.

"Your Highness. It is not appropriate to come to Kunlun Pass, these Confucian masters are just going to attract His Highness!"

Long Bo looked worried, although Kunlun Pass was dangerous. But at that time, for the soldiers, for these masters, they couldn't stop these people at all.

Zhao Shu swept the Confucian scholars under Kunlun Pass, and shook his head slightly: "It's okay, the Son of Heaven Sword of the Lone King is still a little hot, just use these Confucian masters to sharpen the sword, and let these Confucian masters see the Sword of the Son of Heaven and win some support for the Lone King." ”

Zhao Shu's eyes soared, looking at the Confucian masters who were gradually flying in the distance.

"You are Zhao Shu, in just a few years, it has become such a climate, the Cheng family brothers said that you have condensed the sword of the Son of Heaven, and the old man will come to understand it today!"

One was dressed in Confucian clothes, with long sleeves flying and flying in the air, and around the old man, three warriors and a thunder tribulation master were in charge of a golden treasure cover, hanging down thousands of wisps of rui qi, slowly rotating, giving people a huge pressure and making people feel intimidating.

"Chong Void Dao Chief, trouble Shenxiao Dao to urge the Red Copper City to deal with the golden treasure cover!"

Zhao Shu looked at this treasure cover and was also dignified, this Confucian sect also has treasures, which cannot be underestimated.

The strength of the old man opposite him is even stronger, his thoughts are rolling, there are faint spatial fluctuations, and the weakest is afraid that there are also four thunder tribulations, just looking at his demeanor, I am afraid that it is stronger.

"The old man just passed through the six thunder tribulations not long ago, and he is only one step away from impacting the realm of the Creator, I heard that you have comprehended the Sword of the Son of Heaven, so I will try it today. ”

"Haha, the Lone King Tianzi Sword also needs someone to sharpen it, as soon as this sword is completed, the Lone King can condense his fist into the essence and turn the Tianzi Sword into a real sword!"

"The old man is lonely, and he has studied Confucianism, and today he will uphold the learning of the sage, and teach you a lesson on behalf of Zhao Song Taizu. ”

When Zhao Shu heard the old man's words, he laughed: "Under the whole world, it is not the king's land, but the old man is relying on the old man to sell the old, you and I will fight it out!"

When Zhao Shu laughed, he stretched out his hand slightly, and a touch of sword light slowly stretched out from the palm of his hand, and slowly turned into a long sword in the void, with mountains, rivers, sun and moon printed on the blade, and all the people cultivated.

"Take Yanxi as the front, Qi Dai as the spine, Jin and Wei as the spine, Zhou and Song as the fang, Han and Wei as the clamp; wrap with the four yi, wrap the four times, wrap around the Bohai Sea, take the Changshan, make the system with the five elements, talk about the criminal virtue; open the yin and yang, hold the spring and autumn, and line the autumn and winter. This is the Sword of the Son of Heaven.

The old man thought that this was just an ancient legend, but he didn't expect that there were really people in the world who condensed this sword.

Fortunately, this sword has not been completed, and you are not the master, the old man broke this sword today!"

The lonely old man's face condensed slightly, revealing a bit of incredulity and shock, he shook his head slightly, removing this trace of shock from his thoughts, and the whole Yuan Shen shook violently, and a huge scroll appeared in his hand, with a loud noise, and countless large characters flashing with white brilliance flew out of the scroll and surrounded Zhao Shu.

Zhao Shu looked at these characters, stretched out his hand and swung lightly, and the sharp sword that crossed the world shook violently, directly shaking countless characters and slashing towards the old man.

"Buzz!"

The lonely Taoist's expression changed slightly, but his face laughed loudly, his hands pressed slightly, and the scroll turned into a hundred zhang in size, and the whole heaven and earth were suppressed by this scroll.

The old man's soul fluttered, and he also rushed into the scroll, and in an instant, the scroll turned from virtual to real, and every character was like a weight of ten thousand jun, and when it collided with the sword of the Son of Heaven, there was a faint sound of gold and iron roaring.

Zhao Shu felt that the sword qi in his hand had a feeling of shattering.

"Zhao Shu'er, the old man's this is a volume of morality, every word is beady, containing the moral power of the world, although the sword of the Son of Heaven is heavy, although expensive, although prosperous, how to resist the power of morality, the virtuous get the world, the virtuous rule the world, and the virtuous can win the hearts of the people.

You have no virtue, no wisdom, no benevolence and no righteousness, you should be punished, you should be killed!"

Every time the lonely Taoist spoke, the power of this scroll became a little stronger, and the characters became heavier, and Zhao Shu's tiger mouth had been shattered, drenched in blood, and trembling all over.

Zhao Shu's expression was even more joyful, and his face was full of excitement.

"The sword of the Son of Heaven encompasses the four seas, with virtue, law, wisdom, benevolence, and courtesy, the world is rebellious, and the sword kills it, the world obeys it, and protects it with the sword;

When Zhao Shu spoke, the power of the entire Son of Heaven Sword became stronger and stronger, and it became more and more condensed, but it could never be condensed into substance.

Zhao Shu looked at the huge scroll that had been suppressed, and sighed: "Since the founding of the world, everything the Lone King has done is for the people of the world, Fang Ning this sword, but what the Lone King is doing is killing the way, and the murderous spirit is too heavy, and now the old gentleman is turning it into a virtue scroll, which is the blessing of the Lone King!"

Zhao Shu said this, looking at the huge scroll, with a look of understanding in his eyes.

The sword qi recoiled violently, no longer resisting the huge scroll of virtue, and let this scroll of virtue descend.

With a bang, the entire Dejuan was suppressed towards Zhao Shu.

"Haha, moral education in the world, the old man wins!"

The lonely Taoist laughed, full of excitement.

"Your Highness!"

Long Bo's face on Kunlun Guan changed greatly, and he opened his mouth and shouted.

In the distance, the Shenxiao Dao people on the Red Bronze City who were fighting in this treasure cover also changed their complexions.

"Haha, the thief is ambushed, and the world is decided!"

Countless Confucian scholars laughed out loud in the void, holding hands in celebration.

At this time, the face of the lonely Taoist changed violently, and the virtue scroll that his soul turned into slowly melted, and under the virtue scroll, there was a thousand zhang of purple qi rising into the sky, turning into a purple gold flat crown on his head in the void, wearing a golden dragon robe, the emperor held a long sword in his hand, and there was majesty, domineering and a little mercy in his eyes.

"If you are alone, you are defeated, and you can't govern the world by Lonely!"

Under this purple light, Zhao Shu held a seven-foot long sword in his hand, and looked at the lonely Taoist in the void lightly, the sword of the Son of Heaven was completed, and he also entered the realm of fist intent essence from the realm of heaven and man, which is equivalent to the six thunder tribulation masters of the divine soul, and from then on, only the creator in the world can match.

Looking at this lonely Taoist, Zhao Shu stretched out his hand and pressed it gently, and the entire body of this old Taoist was directly pressed into a bright scroll.

"Lonely senior?"

The expression of the Confucian master on the cover of the Ming Yellow Treasure changed greatly, and he let out a terrible cry of sorrow, and the red copper city hit the cover of the Ming Yellow Treasure even hard.

"Lonely predecessors, if the lonely king integrates this world and unifies the mountains and rivers, he will release you, but now he has wronged you. The Lone King is too heavy to kill, and your moralization is indispensable!"

"Zhao Shu'er, you won, but you can't win the Confucianism in the world, this world is inhabited by virtuous people. ”

The lonely Taoist who turned into a book said coldly and did not give in.

Zhao Shu stretched out his hand and pressed the book, this volume is transformed by the power of lonely virtue, containing the power and heart of the world's great virtue, it is a supreme treasure. (To be continued......)