The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 2829 Feather Fan Scarf

"Of course there is a way. Although the price is a bit high, it is worth everything to kill you!" Lei Konghe's eyes flashed fiercely, as if a large cloud was floating.

Then, Lei Konghe's body suddenly exploded and turned into a cloud of white smoke. Then, the golden tiger statue opened its mouth, and the white smoke turned into countless white thin lines and poured into the mouth of the golden tiger statue.

Fang Yun recalled that the characteristics of the ancient demon Shen Yun clan appeared in Lei Konghe's eyes. This method was very similar to that of the Shen Yun clan, but there were differences.

The golden tiger statue roared and expanded rapidly.

In just a few breaths, it transformed into a giant tiger with a body shape of thousands of feet, exactly the same as the half-saint of the tiger tribe.

Lei Konghe seemed to be integrated with the thousand-foot-long giant tiger. The eyes of this giant tiger were exactly the same as Lei Konghe's eyes, only much larger.

"Fang Yun, I tried every means to resist the Destruction Dragon Spear, and even when I was seriously injured, I didn't use the Holy Body, just for this moment! Unfortunately, you are too cunning. If your Holy Body were placed in the world, If it is in the shell, it will become my puppet and kill you first! What a pity! However, I have now transformed into a half-saint of the tiger clan, and my strength is not inferior to that of the wolf. It will be easy to kill you!"

The giant tiger opened its mouth and smiled, and saw a clearly visible golden halo rapidly expanding. Wherever the halo passed, the holy power was majestic.

The holy power is invisible, but like a strong wind, it creates a huge thrust. Even the boat of sand cannot completely offset this force, forcing Fang Yun to slowly retreat, and Fang Yun has to release the Star Fire Huntian Jian.

The huge Xinghuo Huntianjian slowly rotated, forming a powerful ancestral treasure, slightly weakening the holy power of Lei Konghe.

"Where is your home, country, and world?" The giant golden tiger made a joking voice, his eyes full of mockery.

Fang Yun looked up at the giant golden tiger and said, "If I guess correctly, you shouldn't be able to use the tiger clan's combat skills, and you shouldn't be able to use complete magic, right? You probably just release some holy power or holy power, Then attack me with this body."

Lei Konghe sneered: "Your guess is good, but so what? Even if you have the instinct to reach the sky, you can't defeat a half-saint who doesn't know magic or combat skills!"

As he spoke, Lei Konghe waved his right front palm casually.

This move does not have any demonic inheritance or any demonic combat skills, it is just the mobilization of holy power and holy power.

He saw a green wall of wind rising out of thin air from the ground, tens of thousands of feet high and a thousand feet thick, like a city wall connecting the sky and the earth, blowing in front of Fang Yun in an instant.

Fang Yun quickly took action, using protective war poems, the power of decay, the boat of sand... and finally even used a semi-holy statue on the holy soul platform to barely block the wind wall.

It was just a casual hit.

Lei Konghe glanced at the Holy Soul Observatory behind Fang Yun and said angrily: "Idiot! The statues of the saints in the Human Race's Holy Tomb are rare sacred objects, but you made them into a mere Observatory. What a waste! This sage will tell all realms today that you are wrong, and the saints of the human race are also wrong!”

After Lei Konghe finished speaking, he raised his right front paw high and patted Fang Yun.

In an instant, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and there was no light, and a space with a radius of hundreds of miles was filled with black strange winds, floating here and there, surrounding the golden tiger like ghosts.

A simple palm has the power to change the world and change the world.

Fang Yun felt that the world was spinning, and he even felt that the entire holy way between heaven and earth had changed, and all his perceptions were distorted.

Lei Konghe saw Fang Yun's dizziness and sneered: "Idiot, the power of the holy throne is beyond the imagination of ordinary people. You literary emperors can only touch the power of the holy way at most, while half-saints can borrow the power of the holy way. The power of Tao!"

At this time, Fang Yun's voice came from the strange wind.

"You seem to have forgotten that you are just a literary giant. Besides, the reason why I am like this is just to feel your power more clearly."

After Fang Yun finished speaking, the holy energy surged into the sky behind him, and a bamboo box appeared on his back.

Lei Konghe sneered and said: "I have known for a long time that you have the semi-saint clothes and crown of Tao Yuanming, Tao Sage, but it is useless to me!"

"Take a closer look..."

While Fang Yun was speaking, the lid of the book box opened, and a mighty golden light shot up into the sky, like a rushing river, and the endless holy power swept across like a tsunami.

The holy power emitted by the giant golden tiger was completely emptied, and the strange wind completely dissipated.

Even the body of the giant golden tiger swayed slightly, just like an ordinary person in a strong wind.

The power condensed in Lei Konghe's right front paw was unexpectedly dispersed by this mighty holy throne.

You can see where Fang Yun is, covered with light golden clouds. The clouds gather and disperse, sometimes rolling, sometimes flowing, pushing away all external forces.

Fang Yun is like a sage in the clouds, emerging from the mundane world.

"This semi-saint robe..."

Lei Konghe stared at Fang Yun's robe in surprise.

Tao Yuanming's semi-saint clothes are typical of the Wei and Jin Dynasties, but Fang Yun's clothes now are in the style of the late Han Dynasty, with a silk scarf on his head, white cloud pattern clothes, and pointed square shoes on his feet.

Behind Fang Yun, there was a huge light man whose face was unclear but wearing similar clothes.

The light man held a feather fan in his hand.

"This... you... have entered the former residence of Zhuge Semi-Saint! This set of semi-saint clothes is actually the legendary uniform of the holy residence. No one has ever worn it!"

Lei Konghe looked at Fang Yun in horror, in disbelief.

If a Semi-Saint Clothes Crown is stored in the Holy Residence for a long time, continues to absorb power, and has not been used, the power will be dozens of times that of ordinary Semi-Saint Clothing Crowns when used for the first time.

Fang Yun moved his right hand, and a feather fan appeared in his hand. He imitated the light figure behind him and fanned it in a realistic manner. Then he looked at Lei Konghe and smiled, "What can you do to me, you disloyal old man?"

"How dare you!"

Lei Konghe was so angry that he trembled all over. He didn't expect Fang Yun to insult him like this, so he roared and pounced on Fang Yun with his thousand-foot tiger body.

The holy energy cloud around Fang Yun dissipated as the golden tiger passed by, and he was completely unable to stop Lei Konghe.

Fang Yun was not in a hurry, with a smile on his face. While fanning the feather fan, he sent the power of the semi-saint robe into the sand boat.

At this time, Fang Yun was no longer an ordinary literary giant, but an incarnation of a semi-saint.

The holy power in the semi-saint robe poured into the sand boat, which immediately caused a qualitative change in the power of the sand boat and stimulated the powerful power contained in this semi-saint treasure.

Time flies.

The golden tiger transformed by Lei Konghe pounced forward, but his eyes blurred and he pounced into nothing.

Lei Konghe hurriedly turned his head to look around and found that Fang Yun appeared behind him.

"Nothing more!" Lei Konghe roared and continued to chase.

Although Lei Konghe's golden tiger was strong, the Sand Boat was not weak either. No matter how Lei Konghe used his means, he could not catch up with Fang Yun now.

Lei Konghe gradually became impatient.

Because the price of integrating the body of a literary giant into the Holy Body of Transformation was too fake and too huge, he could not hold on for too long.

After a few breaths, Lei Konghe's eyes flashed with murderous light, and then he didn't know what he swallowed. He saw the holy power around him surge, and the nature of the space nearby changed slightly. All the forces that could stop him turned into his thrust and assistance.

"You can't escape!"

Lei Konghe opened his mouth and spewed a large mouthful of holy power at Fang Yun.

The golden holy power instantly turned into overwhelming black smoke, like a dark cloud, covering Fang Yun and the Sand Boat.

The speed of the Sand Boat dropped suddenly.