A hundred times the return of empowerment: you call this a beast master

"We didn't see anything!"

The five Taoist geniuses spoke one after another, their voices trembling.

Facing Jiang Chen who could easily kill the two brothers of the Bai family, they felt fear from the bottom of their hearts.

Jiang Chen glanced over the five of them, with his hands behind his back, his expression calm.

"Since you didn't see anything, you can go away."

As soon as Jiang Chen's words fell, the coercion that had descended on the five Taoist geniuses dissipated instantly.

Without the slightest hesitation, Zhu Sanxing took the lead in rushing in one direction, wanting to quickly escape from this place of right and wrong.

Seeing this, the rest of them followed suit and left quickly.

Looking at the five Tianjiao who fled in all directions.

Jiang Chen shook his head slightly, and slowly said: "Let you go."

"I'm not telling you to run away."

"Since you don't listen to me."

"Go to hell then."

Jiang Chen's tone was cold, and the next moment, he punched in the direction where the few people were fleeing.

With one punch, the five Taoist geniuses turned into ashes one after another before they even had time to say a word.

Before Zhu Sanxing saw the indifferent look on Jiang Chen's face before he died, he knew that the five of them were nothing in the eyes of the other party.

With one punch, five people died.

Jiang Chen calmly looked at the desert that was razed to the ground by his punch, and said lightly: "Cut the grass without removing the roots, and the spring breeze will regenerate."

"You have come to the present state step by step, why do you still believe what others say to let you go?"

"How naive."

Jiang Chen shook his head slightly, then took out the round bead he brought from Bai Zhanji, looked it over carefully and then smiled.

"It looks like this is indeed a baby."

"Since there is such a thing to help, then the Seven Ghosts Secret Realm"

Jiang Chen didn't continue to speak, but his figure flashed, and he disappeared in place in an instant.

Seven Ghosts Mystery Realm.

jungle.

"Amitabha, the poor monk did not provoke the benefactor, why did the benefactor block the way of the poor monk?"

A young monk in a cassock and holding a Zen stick clasped his hands together, looking puzzled at the man in a Confucian shirt standing in front of him.

"There's no reason, it's just that you're unhappy."

Kong Yunyun opened his mouth lightly, waving the folding fan lightly in his hand, exuding a Confucian aura from his body.

"Sir, what does this mean?"

"Could it be that you really think the poor monk is easy to bully?"

The young monk's face changed, and he stood still with the Zen stick in his hand, his voice was cold.

"If I remember correctly, you are the direct disciple of the old bald donkey who cherishes his life."

"You little bald donkey was the most active when we evacuated from Hangzhou."

"Now that I heard that the beast tide in the East China Sea is over, I came to the Seven Ghosts Secret Realm to join in the fun."

"I'm really curious, are you Buddhists so shameless?"

Kong Yun spoke lightly, his words were full of contempt.

As soon as this remark came out, the young monk immediately became dissatisfied.

The latter was enveloped in a Buddhist aura, clasped his hands together and said in a deep voice: "The benefactor needs to talk nonsense, the benefactor knows that there are gods three feet above his head."

"Our Buddhist sect withdrew from Hangzhou that day to go to the Western Regions to find support, and it was definitely not defecting to Hangzhou as the benefactor said!"

As soon as these words came out, Kong Yunyun laughed out loud for a moment.

"Little bald donkey, do you believe what you say?"

"It really echoes that old saying."

"Buddhist sect closes mountains in troubled times, and collects wealth in prosperous times!"

"Taoism retreats in prosperous times, and goes down the mountain in troubled times."

While the two were arguing endlessly, the rest of the Buddhists and the rest of the Confucian masters also gathered here.

It's just that there is nothing they can do about the two who criticize them verbally and in writing.

You must know that the young monk is a direct disciple of Master Xi Ming, and he is the most respected person among the few Buddhist disciples present.

And Kong Yun is a member of the Confucian family, and he is also the eldest son of a Confucian student of the Confucian family, and his status is definitely above that of the young monk.

For a moment, everyone was at a loss.

"Although the poor monk has a good temper, he can't allow the benefactor to slander my Buddhist reputation!"

In the fierce battle of swords and swords, the young monk was the first to lose, with an extremely ugly face.

"Little bald donkey, don't let people talk about it?"

"Aren't the things you Buddhists did dirty enough?"

"If you went to the East China Sea together with the Taoist Association to wipe out the beast tide in the East China Sea, I wouldn't say anything against Buddhism."

"Unfortunately, what you have done is too disappointing."

The victorious Kong Yunyun was not willing to let it go, he continued to narrate.

"Too deceiving!"

The young monk yelled angrily, and smashed his Zen staff on the ground heavily, and a powerful Buddhist aura erupted.

This person has actually stepped into the three-star mage realm of Buddhism!

"Too deceiving?"

"That has to be a talent!"

Kong Yun didn't show any signs of backing down. He folded a fan in his hand, and his whole body was enveloped by the atmosphere of Confucianism.

The three-star self-cultivation realm is fully revealed!
When the two people who were at war with each other showed their cultivation, the rest of the Buddhist and Confucian disciples also burst out their vitality one after another.

For a while, the two sides were almost the same, and confronted each other.

At this moment, in the bushes on the side, Liu Jiajia and Jiang Xuening were watching the two opposing forces with bated breath.

The two of them had come here a long time ago, but they didn't show up because they saw Kong Yun start a scolding fight with the young monk.

Now seeing the confrontation between Buddhist disciples and Confucian disciples, they feel more and more that it was the right choice for them not to go out.

"I didn't expect that little bald donkey from Buddhism to be so breathless."

Liu Jiajia looked at the angry young monk, and whispered to Jiang Xuening who was beside her.

"The strength of the young monk is almost the same as that of Kong Yunyun, and he should not be able to fight for a while."

Jiang Xuening kept her eyes on the battlefield, and said softly at this moment.

"If you want me to say it's better to fight."

"The harder they fight, the more the strength of Buddhism and Confucianism will be wiped out."

"When they finish fighting, we can reap the benefits of the fisherman!"

Liu Jiajia looked at Jiang Xuening with a smile on her face, and said her plan.

"Relying on the cultivation of the two of us, I'm afraid Xuan."

Jiang Xuening spoke calmly.

The strength of the two of them has just stepped into the Foundation Establishment Realm, and Liu Jiajia's cultivation has been improved by relying on the Liu family's secret technique.

The breath is vain and uncertain, and its strength is far from being comparable to that of a real foundation-building master.

Even if the Buddhist disciples and the Confucian disciples in front of them were both wounded in the fight, it would be absolutely impossible for the two of them to reap the benefits of fishing.

On the battlefield at this time, Kong Yun confronted the young monk.

One person is holding a Zen stick, and the whole body is filled with the charm of Buddhism.

One person gently shakes the folding fan, exuding a Confucian aura.

"Little bald donkey!"