“…”

Jiao Hua gritted his teeth and said, "You are saying the most cowardly words and fighting the most brutally!"

Cao Tianyuan continued to attack with undiminished strength, and the ferocity in his eyes grew more and more intense.

Buddhism.

A monk stared at Cao Tianyuan and said calmly, "The Buddha stick has become a demon. It seems that Master Shidu has really become a demon."

"I can save others, but I can't save myself. In the end, I fell into the devil's way. Sigh..."

A monk sighed, with a look of sadness and regret on his face.

"We can't save Uncle Shidu, but we can restore the Buddha's staff and eliminate the evil spirit!"

Another monk said solemnly, "The Shidu Buddha Staff must be taken back from the temple. It must not be allowed to flow into the battlefield and stain the blood of countless people!"

"Good, good..."

Wang Jing, however, was aware of the movements of Buddhism because he had been paying attention to the every move of this group of monks.

After all, the black gold stick is related to Monk Shidu, so he is very likely an emperor-level figure, so we must pay attention to him.

Although the few of them have blocked the space now, Wang Jing's insightful eyes can still see their mouth shapes and read their lips to identify the information.

Wang Jing laughed and said, "Senior monks, Buddhism shouldn't get involved in this kind of discussion of Dao over martial arts. Why are you here?"

"Donor Hong Han invited us, so we have no choice but to come. Moreover, we have left Buddhism and just want to make the land of South Continent and North Region have less killing and more kindness. Amitabha..." The monk raised his palm and replied expressionlessly.

“Bullshit.”

Wang Jing sneered, "If you want to leverage your power to advance, then leverage your power to advance. Why are you spouting all this bullshit? It's hypocritical!"

A woman from the Shuiyue Sect laughed and said, "Principal Wang is right. The Buddhist sect is just a bunch of hypocritical monks. They wave the banner of morality, but do some despicable things."

The monk's face changed and he shouted, "King Qiong, Buddhism does not tolerate insults!"

Prince Qiong of the Shuiyue Sect, however, was unconcerned and sneered, "Could it be that I am wrong? You bald men, you say you won't fight or take anything, but your actions are absolutely resolute. You will kill those who dare to kill, and you will destroy those who dare to destroy!"

Shi Xing sighed, "King Qiong, this matter is over now. Why keep dwelling on it?"

Wang Jing was stunned for a moment. Is there a grudge between Buddhism and Shuiyue Sect?

That's not right!

The Shuiyue Sect is a sect with more women, so how could it have anything to do with Buddhism?

After thinking about it, Wang Jing looked at Shi Xing with a strange look...

"That's easy to say!"

Killing intent flashed in King Qiong's eyes, and he said coldly, "This matter will only be settled if I kill you!"

"well……"

Shi Xing sighed deeply, a look of pity on his face, and said, "If King Qiong is holding onto old grudges, then I can only spar with him to help him resolve his inner demons."

“…”

Wang Jing couldn't help but ask, "How do you want to spar?"

This monk's words are becoming more and more suggestive. Why doesn't he explain it clearly?

King Qiong's beautiful eyes turned cold and she suddenly looked at Wang Jing.

Wang Jing touched his nose. He was just asking out of curiosity and had no other intentions.

"King Qiong, I don't mean anything else. I'm just a little curious." Wang Jing said with a smile.

"Human demon, you are called a demon. It is very likely that you will be saved by this group of bald men soon!" King Qiong also sneered.

Wang Jing stretched lazily and said, "That would require them to have the ability to do that!"

As he spoke, Wang Jing glanced at Shi Xing.

"Donor Wang, you're worrying too much." Shi Xing said softly, neither humble nor arrogant.

"boom!"

At this time, Cao Tianyuan hit Jiao Hua's head with a stick. The power of the black gold stick exploded, and the space cracks were directly broken into three pieces!

The cracks spread, Cao Tianyuan's power became extremely violent, his blood and demonic energy exploded at the same time!

"boom!"

Another loud bang!

Jiao Hua's spiritual clone fled in panic.

Hong Han made a move, grabbing the spiritual clone while also taking back the physical body. He smiled faintly and said, "Cao Tianyuan, this is a martial arts competition, not a life-and-death fight. Let's stop here."

"Fuck you!"

Cao Tianyuan cursed loudly, "I'm so weak, he can't even beat me? I told you I don't have much strength, and I haven't even had breakfast yet! Hurry up, get him out, I'll give him three moves!"

Jiao Hua: “…”

He felt very aggrieved.

This guy clearly won and was able to kill him, but now he is still saying such cowardly words?

Hong Han just smiled and didn't bother to pay attention to Cao Tianyuan.

In his opinion, Cao Tianyuan's status and position were not as high as his, so he would rather engage in verbal exchanges with the demon than waste time talking to Cao Tianyuan.

He will talk to whoever has the say.

"Tianyuan, pick someone." Wang Jing said with a smile: "Thunder God Cult's Sikou Tu is already eager to make a move, why not let him take the field and give it a try."

"OK."

Sikou Tu grinned, stood up, and said, "Since the human demon has said so, today I will let you see how your people die in my hands."