The Strongest Virtuous Saint in the Great Antiquity

Seeing the excited look on Sun Wukong's face, Song Yun pinned down the sympathy that had just risen at the beginning.

Obviously, this monkey is a trembling M, Song Yun thinks he is pitiful, but he doesn't feel it himself, but still enjoys it. .

Chapter [-] Teacher, I'm here to learn from Wukong

】 Chapter [-] Teacher, I'm here to discuss with Wukong the strongest meritorious saint in the world Chapter [-] Teacher, I'm here to discuss with Wukong. Song Yun has always been aware of the gene of peace and violence, and so is Sun Wukong Once said, Pingxin will naturally not let him go.

But at this time, Song Yun said, "Be calm, wait a moment."

Hearing Song Yun's words, Ping Xin naturally calmed down and asked a little strangely, "What's wrong, Song Yunzi?"

Sun Wukong thought that Song Yun was afraid of his injury, so he quickly said: "Master, you don't have to worry about me, I know my own body, and the teacher's actions are also important, and nothing will happen."

Song Yun rolled his eyes and said, "You masochist, it's no wonder that I care about your injury. I just want to personally try to see how much progress you have made."

Sun Wukong ignored Song Yun's words that he was a masochist. Hearing that Song Yun was going to end in person, he immediately said: "Oh! Master is going to fight me personally?"

Kong Xuan frowned slightly and said, "Teacher, you don't have to go out in person, right? I'll try Wukong's skills."

Kong Xuan didn't have any prejudice against Sun Wukong, but felt that Song Yun, as an elder, made a big fuss when he ended up in person.

"Oh? Brother Kong, would you like to teach me? That's fine too."

Sun Wukong nodded happily when he saw that Kong Xuan was also willing to fight with him.

These days, he was not only beaten under Pingxin's seat, but Pingxin also gave Sun Wukong a brief introduction to the situation of the prehistoric world, and the power of the world, and how many existences he could not afford to provoke.

Among them, Kong Xuan, who was closest to him, had been introduced to him flatly. The first person under the saint, Sun Wukong would not be stupid enough to think that Kong Xuan was insulting himself by playing against him.

"Xuan'er?"

Song Yun looked at Kong Xuan a little surprised, and then probably realized Kong Xuan's intentions, and said with a chuckle, "Since you are willing to share my worries, then you can end the game and teach your junior brother some tricks."

Although Kong Xuan did not specialize in martial arts, he was not weak in one-handed swordsmanship, and he would not be like Feng Xi. He was afraid of hurting Sun Wukong when he made a move, and he was afraid of hurting his self-esteem if he didn't make a move.

Seeing that Song Yun agreed, Kong Xuan nodded lightly, then looked at Sun Wukong and said, "Wukong, let me test how strong you are now."

When Sun Wukong saw this, he immediately said with joy: "Okay, it would be great if Senior Brother Kong would come to teach me."

After saying that, Sun Wukong took out his bare copper stick, danced twice, and looked at Kong Xuan excitedly.

Kong Xuan glanced at the bare copper stick and said, "Wukong, I won't deceive you, my Guangyang sword is an innate spiritual treasure bestowed by the goddess Nuwa. I'm convinced. I'll use a sword I made myself to fight you."

After saying that, Kong Xuan raised his hand and a sword of pure gold appeared in Kong Xuan's hand.

Ever since Kong Xuan started to practice the Five Elements Zhuan Gong, he has been able to control other attributes as he pleases.

He was impressed by his teacher's Five Elements Divine Sword Formation, and wanted to imitate a sword formation, so in his spare days, he refined several swords of the Five Elements.

Among them, the sword of pure gold was the one with the highest attack power among the five swords.

It's just that Kong Xuan's refining skills are a little worse than Songyun's, so the five-element swords he refines are ordinary spiritual treasures, but they are similar to Sun Wukong's bare copper rods.

"Hey, Senior Brother Kong is upright and aboveboard, the younger brother admires, admires!"

Hearing that Kong Xuan was unwilling to rely on the benefits of weapons, Sun Wukong was also delighted, but he knew that Kong Xuan's Guangyang sword was so powerful that his bare copper rod might not be able to withstand it.

It is very likely that as soon as he blocks a move, he will be split in half by the Guangyang Sword.

Then how does he fight?

Now that Kong Xuan is willing to use a spirit treasure of the same rank to fight, that is the best.

As for Kong Xuan's choice, Song Yun also nodded his head. This is not to underestimate Sun Wukong, but to respect Sun Wukong. As his disciple, Kong Xuan is also a very famous senior brother in Confucianism. Kong Xuan's bearing is not fictitious.

Sun Wukong tightly held the bare copper stick in his hand, the fighting intent in his eyes was burning like a raging fire, and he was already excited.

"Senior Brother Kong, are you ready? I'm here!"

As soon as Sun Wukong finished speaking, he rushed towards Kong Xuan like a cannonball.

"boom!!"

The speed of Sun Wukong's impact was so fast that he made a sound similar to a sonic boom.

The energy caused by the sonic boom blew the blue silk of everyone present, but no one showed surprise.

The cultivation of everyone present is higher than that of Sun Wukong. Even the exaggerated impact speed of Sun Wukong can be responded to by anyone in the field, let alone Kong Xuan, who has the highest cultivation level among the brothers and sisters.

Kong Xuan's hair was also blown wildly by Sun Wukong's impact, but he was always very calm.

"Eat my grandson!"

Sun Wukong rushed in front of Kong Xuan in an instant, and the bare copper stick in his hand also smashed heavily on Kong Xuan's head.

Sun Wukong didn't show any mercy at all, it wasn't that Kong Xuan had any grudge against him, but he knew very well that he was not Kong Xuan's opponent, and even if he did his best, he wouldn't be able to hurt Kong Xuan.

This was good news for him at the time, it meant he didn't have to hold back and could do his best.

In the face of Sun Wukong's blow in the head, Kong Xuan's eyes flashed with a gleam of light, and he raised his fine gold sword to block it.

The sword of pure gold, which looked far from being as strong as the bare copper rod, was the bare copper rod that blocked Sun Wukong firmly.

"when!!"

There was a crisp 123, followed by a storm that spread from the place where the two touched.

Where the bare copper rod and the fine gold sword came into contact, there was even a little spark.