In the space of will, Wudao and Li Jingang stopped fighting.
"As expected of a saint's disciple, I underestimated you."
"You are too arrogant."
Wu Dao snorted coldly and exited the will space. The two people's wills returned to their physical bodies. They did not make a move, but their mounts were fighting fiercely.
"Give me a punch from the old donkey god." The god donkey Tianzun punched the fire-winged tiger on the head and knocked it away. The fire-winged tiger had the strange blood of a ferocious beast and burst out with ferocity, opening its mouth and spitting out
A flame burned towards it.
The divine donkey Tianzun was extremely fast and avoided the flames. His figure appeared on the back of the fire-winged tiger and rode on it. He raised his donkey's hooves and kept hitting its head. The fire-winged tiger roared wildly and suddenly
It flew into the air and tried to throw it off, but the Divine Donkey Tianzun was like a dog-skin plaster, clinging to its body and beating it constantly.
Two donkey hooves kicked it suddenly, knocking it down from the air.
boom!
It hit the ground hard.
"How dare you be so arrogant in front of your ancestor even if you are of a poor bloodline?" Divine Donkey Tianzun walked up to Li Jingang proudly.
The Fire Winged Tiger was not dead, but was frightened by the beating of the Divine Donkey Tianzun. Wu Dao walked up to it with a cold face and punched it on the head, blowing its head off.
"Disgraceful." He kicked the Fire Wing Tiger's body away and fell towards the top of Mount Tai.
This scene shocked everyone, even his own mount was so ruthless.
"Why is he so cruel? This is his mount." This was the first time Yun Xiangling saw such a cruel scene, and she felt sorry for the tragic death of the Fire Winged Tiger.
"This person cares about face very much. As his mount, if he loses to someone else's mount, he loses his face. Only by killing it can he save his face." Zhao Shengnan said.
She glanced at Yun Xiangling and snorted coldly, "Why am I telling you so much?"
Turn around and leave.
"I don't want to talk to you yet?" Yun Xiangling also snorted and turned away.
"Xiang Ling."
When Yun Xiangling heard someone calling her, she turned around, a look of joy suddenly appeared on her face, "Brother."
The person who came was none other than Yun Kuang. Yun Xiangling had not seen him for many years, so she rushed towards him and hugged him tightly.
"Brother stinky, you haven't come back to see my sister after all these years. Have you forgotten me?"
Yun Kuang pulled her off his body, stretched out his hand to rub her head, and said with a smile: "Brother, if you forget, no one will forget my most beloved sister! I went back once, and I found out that you ran away.
I knew you would come here to join in the fun."
"Brother Yun." Li Jingang came over.
"You are... Li Jingang." Yun Kuang looked at him. He didn't recognize him at first, but his bald head reminded him of someone, the only one he could truly convince.
Monk.
"It's the little monk." Li Jingang nodded.
"It's really you. When I learned that you were expelled from the Shenwu Academy, I went out to practice in anger. When I was training outside, I heard that there was a Vajra Buddha born in Buddhism. I guessed that it was you at that time. Well, I haven't seen you in six years.
This time we must fight again." Yun Kuang's eyes showed fighting spirit. Being able to fight Li Jingang again was what he had been looking forward to for many years. He didn't expect this day to come so quickly.
"I wonder if Brother Yun can control your crazy blood."
"I have gone out and practiced for many years, and I have been able to control the violent blood."
Yun Kuang has experienced many life and death catastrophes. Not only has his cultivation skyrocketed, but he has also learned to control the crazy blood through the ordeal, and will not lose his mind due to the crazy nature of the crazy blood.
"Brother, you just like to fight with others. The young monk is my future husband. If you dare to hurt him, I will ignore you." Yun Xiangling said something shocking, which shocked Yun Kuang.
He looked at Li Jingang with wide eyes.
Li Jinjiang quickly explained, "Brother Yun, don't get me wrong. I have nothing to do with Miss Yun. You know it. I am a disciple of Buddhism. How can I get married? You'd better advise her and don't let her fall deeper into this."
"King Kong, I wanted to marry my sister to you at the beginning. I didn't expect that you two would have such a fate and such a good relationship. Being my uncle of the Yun family is much better than being a monk who is pure and celibate." Yun
Said with great joy.
Li Jingang had a dark look on his face, and he earnestly hoped that he would speak for him, but he didn't expect that he would intervene and make matters worse.
"Brother, please help me persuade him. He is stubborn and he doesn't want to be my uncle of the Yun family." Yun Xiangling took Yun Kuang's arm and acted coquettishly.
Yun Kuang said: "King Kong, please give me a pleasant word and tell me whether you agree or not."
"I'm sorry, little monk, I can't agree." Li Jingang refused.
"Okay, then let's take a gamble."
"How do you want to bet?"
"Let's have a fight. If you win, I will take Xiangling back and won't bother you anymore. If you lose, you can marry my sister. How about that?"
"Okay, little monk, I promise you."
Li Jinjiang happily accepted the bet. This might be the best solution. Although Yun Kuang was higher in cultivation than him and controlled the power of Kuang Xue, he didn't think he would lose to him. Six years ago, he could
Defeat him and you can still defeat him six years later.
"Brother, you must win, or I will ignore you from now on." Yun Xiangling threatened.
"Don't worry, he is determined to be my uncle of the Yun family." Yun Kuang said confidently.
Yun Xiangling was also relieved. She had admired her brother since she was a child, and he was the strongest.
At this moment, a colorful auspicious cloud appeared in the sky, the music of immortals was singing in unison, the giant magic conch was blown, and the saints traveled together. The purple energy spread for three thousand miles, and the vision was exactly the same. Emperor Taishan became a god in the flesh, and made contributions to the heaven and earth.
Thanks to the worship of the Taizhou people, his beliefs and cultivation have already reached the realm of ancient gods, comparable to saints.
Emperor Taishan came in person, and every world martial arts conference was presided over by Emperor Taishan himself.
"Meet Emperor Taishan."
The geniuses all saluted one after another, and even the arrogant Wu Dao also bowed. In front of Emperor Taishan, no one dared to be presumptuous. This was a god who could stand on an equal footing with the saints.
Emperor Taishan wears a flat crown on his head, looks majestic, and sits on the throne.
"Today is the World Martial Arts Conference that takes place every thirty years. The geniuses of martial arts from all over the world gather together. The top ten can be on the Martial God List, enjoy the luck of martial arts, and listen to my sermon."
The geniuses below were overjoyed. Emperor Taishan had become a god in the flesh, and his martial arts skills were comparable to those of a saint. It was a great opportunity to listen to the saint's sermons.
Emperor Taishan waved his hand, and ten purple-gold arenas descended from the sky and landed in the center. This arena was made of purple-gold black iron and could not be destroyed no matter how powerful it was.
Outside, a piece of purple gold black iron is worth thousands of gold. It is impossible to imagine how much gold this would cost if ten arenas with a radius of 100 meters were built from purple gold black iron.
"Who is willing to stand on the stage to defend the ring?" Emperor Taishan said.
"Me." An arrogant voice came, and Yun Kuang's figure appeared on the ring.
"Yun Kuang, he has the blood of a saint, not bad." Emperor Taishan understood his identity at a glance.
"This person actually has the blood of a saint, he has a lot of background!"
"His surname is Yun. The only descendants of saints with the surname Yun in the world are the Yun family in Yunzhou."
There are countless saints in the world, and it is not difficult to guess Yun Kuang's identity. Yun Kuang is as arrogant as ever, and he is not inferior to others. Since he has come to participate in the World Martial Arts Conference, he must come out on top and face the world's geniuses.
"It's him, no matter the saint's blood, he will eventually be defeated by me." Wu Dao crossed his arms with a look of contempt in his eyes. The saint's blood may be very strong in the eyes of others, but compared with his domineering body, it is inferior.
many.
Wu Dao went to another arena to defend the arena. Taizhou's peerless talents, Wang Yue, Liu Yunlu, and Bai Lingxiao each occupied one arena. The remaining five arenas were defended by the peerless talents from other states. Qingzhou Dugu Bubai, Jinzhou Lu Yingchuan,
There is a bright moon in Tuoba in Huangzhou, clear snow in Fengzhou, and peace in Liancheng in Yuzhou.
"Who wants to go on stage and fight?" Yun Kuang's eyes stayed on Li Jinjiang, as if he wanted to fight with him, but Li Jinjiang shook his head. This guy is too crazy and will suffer a big loss.
"I'll fight you." came a proud voice.
A man dressed in white appeared on the ring and looked at Yun Kuang, "Situ Boren, please enlighten me."
Situ Boren, the strongest among the younger generation of the Situ family in Taizhou, represented the Situ family in the battle. He was at the fifth level of the Divine Treasure Realm and had extraordinary talents.
Yun Kuang was a little disappointed. He hoped that the first person to fight him would be Li Jingang. He had been waiting for this fight for six years.