Initiation returns one hundred times the cultivation level: the blue bird becomes Kunpeng

"Little bald donkey

!" and "presumptuous!"

accompanied Kong Yun's words.

The young monk, who had already endured to the limit, could still sit still at this moment.

When the Zen staff that was about to stand on the ground lay in front of him, he rushed towards Kong Yun.

An extremely fierce Buddhist aura rushed towards Kong Yun's face, and the momentum was extremely fierce, as if he was going to forcibly temper a person with a Zen staff in his hand.

Kong Yun looked at the fierce Zen staff that the young monk was coming on, and his face showed disdain.

With a wave of his big hand, the folding fan in his hand was thrown suddenly, falling straight in front of the young monk.

As the folding fan slowly opens, the font on it emerges.

"Just a Buddhist sect, dare to temper me!" Kong

Yun snorted coldly, and the Confucian aura around him rose to the sky, and went straight to the young monk to attack and kill.

For a time, the men and horses of the two sides were also fighting together.

The whole forest is filled with the atmosphere of Buddhism and Confucianism in an instant.

The battle between the young monk and Kong Yun can be described as the top confrontation of the younger generation.

The two of them have the charm of Buddhism, and their gestures are like Buddhist monks coming to the battlefield.

And Kong Yun has the blood of the Confucian family, and the folding fan in his hand is waving, all of which are thousands of Confucian luck.

As soon as the two fought, they fought dozens of moves without winning or losing.

On the other hand, at this moment, the rest of the young Tianjiao of Buddhism and Confucianism stopped the battle in their hands one after another and looked at the fierce battle.

There was a look of shock on his face.

"Senior Brother Yi Nian is actually full of Buddhist charm in every gesture, and he is worthy of being the personal disciple of the Master of Saving Life!"

"Who said it wasn't, you must know that Senior Brother Yi Nian was born in the Western Regions, and he just came here to follow the Master of Saving Lives. "

I heard that Senior Brother Yi Nian is only twenty years old now, and a twenty-year-old three-star mage realm powerhouse will definitely be able to enter the Great Leiyin Temple in the Western Regions in the future!"

Seeing the young monk constantly making moves, the Buddhist disciples present all looked horrified.

"It's just a little bald donkey, it's impossible to compare with Senior Brother Kong!" "That's it, Senior Brother Kong is a member of the Confucian family, and he was once known as a supreme power whose Confucian talent can be compared to the Confucian gentleman's realm!" "Don't

look at that little bald donkey, who can still resist Senior Brother Kong's attack, once Senior Brother Kong is really serious, this little bald donkey will definitely die!" Compared

with

the horror of the Buddhist disciples, the faces of the Confucian disciples were full of calm.

They have no reason to believe in Kong Yun.

How could a little bald donkey from Buddhism stop

Kong Yun's footsteps! At this moment, the Zen staff in Monk Yi Nian's hand was suddenly handed out, heading straight for Kong Yun's chest.

A unique Buddhist aura emanated at this moment, lingering on the Zen staff handed out in his hand.

Kong Yun, who felt the murderous aura of the other party, snorted coldly.

"Get out!"

shouted angrily, and the word "pardon" on the folding fan in his hand suddenly bloomed with golden light.

Under the golden light, a golden figure appeared on his body, and it directly resisted the Zen staff containing the breath of Buddhism.

With a wave of the golden figure's big hand, Monk Yi Nian and the Zen staff in his hands flew out upside down.

It slammed to the ground.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of scarlet blood spurted out of the mouth of the monk Yi Nian.

"You actually have such a treasure!" Monk

Yi Nian stabilized the chaotic aura in his body, and reluctantly spoke, glaring angrily.

At this moment, the golden figure in front of Kong Yun slowly dissipated, turning into golden light again and submerging into the folding fan in his hand.

It's just that the originally golden word "pardon" on the folding fan is dim at the moment.

Kong Yun hurriedly put away the folding fan, looked around, and only breathed a sigh of relief after making sure that no one had noticed the strangeness of the folding fan in his hand.

"Little bald donkey, have you seen how good I am?"

Kong Yun put his hands behind his shoulders and looked at the pale monk Yi Nian with a smug face.

The latter snorted coldly and did not say anything.

The faces of the rest of the Buddhist disciples beside him changed drastically, and they all stepped forward to block in front of Kong Yun.

Don't let him get close to Monk Yi Nian.

In this regard, Kong Yun smiled indifferently and said to himself: "I thought you were really as powerful as the rumors, what is the so-called reincarnation of the Buddha King Kong."

"Now it seems that those are just rumors.

"You're just an ordinary little bald donkey.

When Kong Yun's words fell, the faces of the surrounding Buddhist disciples all showed solemn expressions.

They originally thought that Monk Yi Nian would be able to defeat Kong Yun, and the worst thing could be that the two sides would be able to equalize.

Who would have thought that just for a moment of fighting, Monk Yi Nian would be beaten so embarrassed.

"Kong Yun!" Monk

Yi Nian gritted his teeth, and anger rose in his eyes.

If it weren't for the unstable breath in his body now, he would have to fight Kong Yun again.

"What do you tell your grandfather to do.

Kong Yun sneered, slowly turned around and found a shady place to sit down.

The Confucian disciples beside him stood at his side, holding their hands on their chests and looking at the Buddhist disciples with disdain.

At this moment, Liu Jiajia and Jiang Xuening, who were hiding in the dark, both gasped.

They originally thought that the battle between Monk Yi Nian and Kong Yun would be very anxious.

After all, both of them are the leaders of the younger generation of Buddhism and Confucianism here.

The battle between the two means the strongest battle between Buddhism and the younger generation of Confucianism, and it should be shocking to cry ghosts and gods.

But who would have thought that Monk Yi Nian would be directly defeated in the face of Kong Yun's golden figure that came from nowhere.

This was really unexpected by their two daughters.

"The two beauties hiding in the shadows can show up now. Suddenly

, Kong Yun, who was sitting on the ground, looked at the bushes where Liu Jiajia and Jiang Xue were hiding, and a smile appeared on his face.

"How did he find out about us!" Liu

Jiajia's face changed, you must know that she and Jiang Xuening have hidden their aura, and generally speaking, if they don't investigate carefully, they won't be able to find the two of them at all.

Jiang Xuening's face was solemn, and there was a three-foot long sword in her hand at some point, and the vitality in her body was running.

"The two beauties haven't come out yet, do you have to ask me to invite you personally?"

Seeing that Liu Jiajia and Jiang Xuening were still reluctant to show up, Kong Yun's voice sounded again, and I saw her slowly stand up, walking towards the second daughter with her hands behind her back.

"Gongzi Kong, don't come to harm!" Liu

Jiajia's figure flashed and appeared in front of Kong Yun.

Jiang Xue Ning followed closely, but the three-foot long sword in the latter's hand had been slightly unsheathed, and a Taoist aura lingered around her body.

"Miss Liu, you two must be tired after watching it for so long.

"What do you mean by that, Gongzi Kong?"

Liu Jiajia frowned, realizing that things were not simple.

Kong Yun smiled slightly, and said slowly: "I don't mean anything else.

"I just want to know, doesn't Miss Liu want to teach that little bald donkey a lesson?"