Chapter five hundred and seventy-eight black is black, white is white
boom……
As Dongyang Hou exploded with energy, everyone around him changed color.
"Is the Marquis of Dongyang going to rebel? He actually dares to fight against the Marquis of Ziyi!"
"Hey... it's really unwise. I'm afraid this Dongyang Marquis is going to be doomed!"
"Stealing national destiny is a serious crime. Marquis Dongyang has lost his mind..."
There are many people around secretly sighing for him.
After all, this is also a King Wen. If he is deposed like this, it will be a loss to Daxuan Kingdom.
However, under the words, no one would doubt that Zi Yihou couldn't do it.
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Let's talk about the front of Wang Street. The Purple-clothed Marquis sent a message to Su Ping'an to retreat first. Then, no one could see his movements. He disappeared from the place in the next moment. When he reappeared, he was already in front of Dongyang Marquis, and then he slapped the opponent's heart directly.
Photograph the Dantian Wenxin tree below.
The Literary Heart Tree is the foundation of literary cultivation. Once it is destroyed, that cultivation will be abolished.
When Dongyang Hou Guang Shangwu saw Zi Yi Hou coming to kill him, his eyes turned red for a moment, and he was even crazier than when he attacked Su Ping'an before, "No one can think of destroying my cultivation, no one can...
"
boom……
Dongyang Hou struck back, grabbing his Wenwang Wenbao, using the pen as a sword, and stabbed Ziyi Hou's palm.
The posture of Zi Yihou's palm remained unchanged, but a glaze color suddenly filled the space between his palms, and he softly shouted, "Gold!"
Zheng!
As soon as he finished speaking, Marquis Dongyang's writing brush pierced the palm of his hand, but surprisingly, the palm was fine, and instead made a clanging sound of metal collision.
Faintly, you can even see the sparks flying when the brush comes into contact with your palm.
If you look carefully, you can see a word printed on the palm of Zi Yihou's palm, which is the word "gold" he just shouted.
As soon as a word comes out, the literary spirit condenses into words.
This is faster and more wonderful than Dongyang Marquis writing with a brush.
"You are also a master of calligraphy!"
When Dongyang Hou saw this, he understood it even if his reaction was slow.
No wonder Ziyi Hou was able to destroy his 'Ice Eagle Fire Leopard' with just one word before. It turned out that the other party also practiced calligraphy, but this calligraphy method is more mysterious than his. He doesn't even need a pen to write, but speaks the words.
, his speaking and acting skills are several levels higher than those of Dongyang Marquis.
However, Zi Yihou's expression remained unchanged and he said calmly: "You are wrong. I am a calligraphy and literature major, and calligraphy is only a part-time major. Lei!"
At the end of his words, Luo Lie shouted loudly, and the word 'gold' on his palm turned into the word 'thunder' again.
The moment the handwriting changed, a bolt of lightning immediately exploded from Luo Lie's palm. Dongyang Hou was caught off guard, and the cultural treasure in his hand was blown away on the spot. Dongyang Hou himself was also hit to the ground and fell to the ground.
He was coughing up blood and couldn't stop coughing up blood.
"Ahem... Is this the strength of the veteran King Wen?!"
Guang Shangwu coughed up blood and murmured to himself, with a deep sense of loss and unwillingness hidden in his eyes.
I have worked hard to get to where I am today, but looking at the other person, he majored in calligraphy and storytelling and also studied calligraphy. Now he has not yet used his magical powers in calligraphy. He is overwhelmed by the calligraphy he studies concurrently. Such a gap in talent
, which made him feel both shocked and jealous.
"Why, why are we all human beings, how can the gap in talent be so big? I am not willing to accept it. I am wholeheartedly seeking Taoism and want to climb to the peak of Confucianism and Taoism. I want to become stronger, and I also want to better contribute to the Great Xuan Kingdom, so
That’s why I agreed to the conditions offered by the Gao family. Is this wrong?
Aren’t we just a small literary master? Could it be that the abilities of the mighty King Wen are not worth the life of a small literary master?”
Dongyang Houqiang stood up with his body propped up.
The jealousy, unwillingness, and anger in his heart...the mixture of various emotions had made him a little stubborn and even irrational.
He roared around, venting his dissatisfaction crazily.
A Wenwang or a Wenshi, which one is more important to Daxuan Kingdom?!
The question seems obvious.
but……
"A person's life cannot be judged based on his or her status; a person's mistakes cannot be offset by his or her status...The existence of the law is to defend everyone's right to live.
Black is black, white is white...even a saint has to recognize this truth."
Luo Lie's words were sonorous and his face was serious as he said: "What's more, your so-called literary status is no worse than yours. You have contributed to the Daxuan Kingdom. He also guarded the border and fought with Shi Shi in order to protect Daxuan.
The demon cultivators in Wanda Mountain fought each other, and even killed demon generals... Do you dare to say that you are nobler than such a person?!"
As soon as these words came out, countless exclamations immediately sounded around.
"What, guarding the border and fighting with the demon cultivators from Shiwanda Mountain? Are you talking about the Su family?"
"Hiss... Mr. Su actually stayed at the border. He is a border officer?"
"You have killed demon generals. Is it true or false?"
"I didn't expect that Mr. Su would have such experience, then he is really amazing!"
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After learning that Su Ping'an had once guarded the border and fought with demon cultivators, many people around him began to support him.
The border officers and the soldiers who fought against the foreign races in the northern region had a very high status in the Daxuan Kingdom. Without their desperate fighting and Xu guarding the border, there would be no such stable and stable life in the Daxuan Kingdom.
So everyone's attitude towards Su Pingan suddenly changed to a lot of respect.
Dongyang Hou was stunned, and for a moment he was quite sober.
That kid also killed monsters at the border?!
In order to prove that what Zi Yihou said was true, Su Ping'an also took out the letter Xiong Yan had written to him to ask for merit. It had the seal of the military department and the signature of the general. It contained aura and could not be faked.
This was seen by everyone, and they were immediately convinced, and then the denunciation of Dongyang Hou became louder.
"It turns out that the Su family are really heroes at the border. They actually made great achievements and even wrote letters asking for merit!"
"Such a hero, it's a pity that he was almost killed by the Gao family and Dongyang Marquis!"
"The Marquis of Dongyang is a marquis in vain, and his crime is unforgivable!"
"Destroy him, destroy him..."
The crowd was excited, and all the spearheads were pointed at Guang Shangwu.
Guang Shangwu looked even more embarrassed for a moment.
Luo Lie stared at the former indifferently and said, "What else do you have to say now?"
"Hahaha……"
Dongyang Hou suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, his laughter was a little crazy and desperate. When the laughter stopped, his expression suddenly turned ferocious and fierce and said: "Why are you talking so much? Even if I am wrong, so what. Luo
Lie, although you are stronger than me, you are already old, your energy and blood have declined, and your realm has regressed. You are just barely reaching the level of King Wen in the third and fourth realms. Although you can beat me, if I
I want to leave, but can you stop me?!"
boom……
After Dongyang Hou finished speaking, he grabbed it with his big hand, and the Wenbao that had been knocked away instantly returned to his palm. Then he made a big stroke with his pen, condensed a ray of pen light, and actually took the initiative to attack Ziyi Hou.
He was planning to fight with all his strength to fight for the last chance of survival for himself. Anyway, if his cultivation was abolished, then he would be worse off than dead.
Seeing this, Luo Lie's eyes narrowed slightly, he shook his head slightly, and shouted: "If you are stubborn, I will help you."
Having said that, Luo Lie waved his hand, and an ink-colored writing brush appeared in his hand. It was his own Wenwang Wenbao. He once used this writing brush when he fought against Feng Xiaomian in Qingyun County.
I saw him exhaling loudly, and with a wave of his hand, he instantly wrote two words in the void.