Chapter 1982

The fierce light in those hideous eyes made all the monks feel chills all over.

If Confucius just now made them fear and still showed respect, then now they only have fear in their eyes, and the natural respect for the Confucian monks has disappeared without a trace at this moment.

Kong Wu didn't pay attention to what happened to Ye Tianze, but put away his sword, took out his comb, and tidied up his clothes.

The monks who watched this scene were stunned. Although you are powerful, shouldn't you kill them all in this situation?

How big are you when you comb your hair on the battlefield?

Kong Wu tidied up the bun and regained his face like a spring breeze, but there was a killing intent in his eyes. He glanced at it and said, "You dare to destroy my bun, you are dead!"

The cultivators were speechless. They thought that the top blow just now was the reason that angered Kong Wu.

But now it seems that this is not the case. Kong Wu was not provoked by the blow, but only because his bun was destroyed.

"This... is this the Confucian monk?"

They don't understand at all, at least in their opinion, it is normal to be naked in battle, who cares about this bun.

"You don't know, the Confucian monks are the most important etiquette, and neat clothes are the standards for every Confucian monk to practice!"

An informed cultivator said, "The body is hairy, and it is not easily damaged by his parents. Destroying his bun is tantamount to slapping his face!"

"I see, but... this kind of standard has become a weakness in the battle. If he didn't fix his hair just now, it is estimated that Ye Tianze would be dead by now!"

"Even if he straightens his hair, Ye Tianze can't escape. This is an absolute force crushing him. Ye Tianze has no chance to resist at all. Just now, Kong Wu didn't want to kill Ye Tianze, but now it's completely different."

The monks from the outside world started to discuss.

The blow just now, if Kong Wu didn't care too much, and directly pointed at his lower abdomen instead of between his eyebrows, would not have triggered the purple blood mark.

When the ten thousand horses were galloping, Ye Tianze finally got out of trouble, rescued Yuan Mo, and escaped directly into the great formation he had arranged in advance.

Yuan Mo's body recovered quickly, but he was full of fear at the moment, and the fighting intent in his eyes almost disappeared without a trace.

"Just now, thank you." Ye Tianze said while recovering.

"Don't thank me, I'm not trying to save you, I just want to try, how powerful are the Confucian monks in the heavens and the world!"

Yuan Mo's face was full of decadence, "Now I know, I'm leaving, don't stop me."

Ye Tianze didn't stop him, opened the back door of the formation, and sent him out. No matter what Yuan Mo was thinking, he could see that Yuan Mo's fighting intent had been dispelled by the finger just now.

He didn't go to comfort Yuan Mo, because he didn't have time at all at this moment, and Yuan Mo had to pass this level by himself.

If he can't get rid of today's inner demon, Yuan Mo will probably never have the fighting spirit of the past in the future.

Seeing Kong Wu coming, Ye Tianze did not urge the formation, he was waiting for Kong Wu to enter his formation, only in this way would he have a chance.

However, Kong Wu suddenly stopped in front of the formation, his eyes seemed to penetrate the formations and fell on Ye Tianze.

Ye Tianze groaned in his heart, feeling extremely desperate, obviously Kong Wu had discovered the existence of the formation.

"Is it a god-level formation?" Kong Wu's face revealed a sarcastic look, "Then let me see how powerful your god-level formation is!"

The unbelievable thing happened to Ye Tianze, Kong Wu actually walked in, instead of breaking the formation directly outside.

If he breaks the formation outside, Ye Tianze has nothing to do with him, and his formation may even be broken by Kong Wu in an instant.

Not to mention him, the monks inside and outside the chaotic homeland were all taken aback by Kong Wu's choice. They clearly saw through the other party's formation, and it was a god-level formation, so they dared to break in?

After Kong Wu entered the formation, Ye Tianze immediately opened the entire divine formation. When the light of the formation pattern lit up, the cultivators present discovered that there was indeed an formation, but they didn't even notice it before.

At this moment, they can't see the situation inside the formation, so they can only wait, but they know that with Kong Wu's strength, breaking this god-level formation is probably not a problem.

Just as they expected, when Kong Wu stepped into the formation, wherever he passed, the connected formations, fragile like paper, shattered in an instant.

This is not the real Hunyuan Thunderbolt Array, but an improved version of the Hunyuan Thunderbolt array composed of nearly 10 billion array patterns, which incorporates Ye Tianze's previous insights in the array pattern tower.

When Kong Wu stepped in, the formation was activated, but wherever he passed, the formations collapsed piece by piece, like a landslide.

"The Primordial Thunderbolt of Daomen?"

Kong Wu took a look and saw through the reality of the battle, "Unfortunately, it's just a primary divine formation, if it were a top-level Primordial Thunderbolt formation, I would really be afraid of three points, I didn't expect you to get the inheritance of the Taoist sect, but it's a pity that you are not good at learning skills. !"

In the formation, he glanced and locked Ye Tianze's position, ignoring the power of the formation pattern, and forcibly shuttled through the formation directly.

Wherever he passed, the pattern quickly collapsed, like a forcibly opened up avenue to the sky, and the mighty aura on his body was twisted.

But at this moment, a thunderbolt suddenly fell. Kong Wu didn't care at first, because he knew that the formation in front of him would not hurt him at all.

Until the lightning "boom", it landed on him precisely, splitting the bun that he had just pulled up.

The mighty aura on his body was also shattered by the thunder, and he realized that this was not a real Primordial Thunderbolt formation.

And when he raised his head, countless black thunders, as if alive, gathered together and slashed towards him.

"World Destruction Thunder!"

Kong Wu, whose hair was messed up and his clothes were charred black, didn't have time to get angry. Seeing these countless black lightnings, his scalp tingled.

He dodged left and right, avoiding most of the thunder, but there were still thunder that fell on him, not many, just thousands.

The clothes on his body have become coke, and his hair has not been destroyed, but it has long lost its previous elegance.

"This time...you angered me!" Kong Wu's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

The long sword was unsheathed, and it was slashed towards Ye Tianze with one strike. With this sword, his formation was torn out of a huge hole, and nearly hundreds of millions of formations collapsed in an instant.

But Ye Tianze didn't compromise. After all, this was in his formation. He avoided the sword and immediately activated his Yuan Li, repaired the formation, and filled the hole.

Countless black thunders struck Kong Wu, and Kong Wu swung his long sword to avoid most of the thunders, but a small number of them still fell on him.

Although this could not cause much harm to him, it made his clothes unbearable, and his hair bun unbearable.

"Death!"

The long sword in his hand separated countless sword lights, and when the sword slashed, hundreds of millions of formation patterns were destroyed. Even if Ye Tianze repaired quickly, he could not match the speed of his slashing.

In less than a moment, Ye Tianze spent more than a month laying down the divine formation, and before it caused much damage to Kong Wu, it was already torn apart.

As the mighty aura of Kong Wu rolled over, the formation collapsed instantly, and the figures of the two appeared in front of the monks again.

Kong Wu locked Ye Tianze, and was ready to cut down with his sword, but Ye Tianze pointed to the monks in the distance.

Only then did he realize that his clothes were riddled with holes and his hair was messed up, like a beggar.

Under that fiery gaze, Kong Wu slashed down with his sword and blocked the chaotic home. The hundreds of thousands of flying shuttles instantly turned into ashes under this sword.

Among them, the monks naturally became the dead souls under the sword.