Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 1398 Zhunti's Three Attacks on Kunpeng
Kunpeng was still despising Qin Yuan and Chi Tie when he heard a loud shout in his ear.

"Kunpeng! You killed my Lingshan disciples, and you dare to come to Zixiao Palace? Watch out!"

Deng Chanyu, who had just been sitting on the Nuwa cushion, turned around in shock and saw Zhunti jumping high up like an arhat descending from the sky, kicking Kunpeng in the face with great force.

He used tremendous force, and Kunpeng was completely defenseless. This time he was really unprepared.

It can be done once or twice, but not three times. Three represents the extreme. The immortals in the ancient times rarely do something three times in a row.

The first time you preached, you kicked me because of the cushion, and I accepted it. The second time you preached, you kicked me again because of the cushion, and I accepted it. Now, the third time, will you kick me again? There's no reason! I didn't argue with the cushion!
I didn’t do anything, I just walked in!

No one listened to the grievances in Kunpeng's heart. Many powerful people watched him being kicked away, his skinny body hitting the wall of Zixiao Palace, and then slowly sliding down, a trace of bright red blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

Kunpeng's eyes turned red with anger. He was extremely annoyed. In the past, he was the only one who bullied others, and he had never been bullied again and again like this. He simply could not swallow this humiliation.

"You thief from the West, I will tear you apart alive!"

After two sermons, his realm was much higher than before, and he also killed the evil corpse. With his higher realm, he could be slightly exempted from the heavy pressure of Zixiao Palace. To the outside world, it meant that he had some ability to fight back.

He was very determined and had a strong murderous intent. This time he was determined to kill this Western Taoist priest no matter what, and then he would seize his position!

Unfortunately, he was facing Zhunti who had a hidden saint template.

He appeared behind Zhunti like a ghost, stretched out his arms, and formed his five fingers into claws, grabbing Zhunti's back fiercely.

"Hmph, the light of a firefly wants to compete with the sun and the moon for brilliance?" Zhunti originally thought that a kick would be enough to settle the matter. He had kicked Kunpeng twice before, but if he didn't kick him this time, it would easily arouse others' suspicion. So he found a random excuse and decided to just kick him and be done with it. Who would have thought that the little Kunpeng would actually dare to resist?!
Kunpeng's background is not very hidden. What cannot be seen cannot be seen, and what can be seen can be seen at a glance. This guy has reached his current level by chance and some conspiracy. To be honest, his qualifications and fortune are all obtained through unorthodox means. His real qualifications are relatively poor among the many listeners in Zixiao Palace.

Zhunti looks down on this kind of guy. If you bow down to me, that's one thing, he will accept any qualifications. But if you want to fight me to the death, the nature of the matter is different.

Simply comparing their realms, Kunpeng had already killed a corpse, while Zhunti hadn't done so yet. It seemed that Kunpeng had an absolute advantage, but in reality, this was not the case.

The Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, and the Two Paths of the West were all able to kill a quasi-saint at the Daluo realm. He now had a large number of hidden attributes unique to saints, which made him even stronger.

Zhunti grabbed Kunpeng's wrist, and with a "crack", the hand bones broke. Kunpeng swung his fist back, but was slapped in the face by Zhunti. Then Zhunti grabbed his hair and punched him twice in the face with his sandbag-sized fist, which made his distinctive hooked nose crooked.

"Fellow Daoist, please stop immediately, otherwise don't blame me for being disrespectful!" Di Jun couldn't bear to see Kunpeng get beaten. This was different from the last time he preached. At that time, Kunpeng had nothing to do with them brothers, but now Kunpeng was the demon master of the demon clan. As the Emperor of Heaven, he couldn't stand by and watch him die.

Zhunti punched Kunpeng again, wiped the blood off his fist, and calmly saluted Dijun with folded hands as if nothing had happened, then returned to the cushion.

If you didn't see the bloodstains on his sleeves, it would be hard to connect him to a fight. At least some powerful people who had just arrived at Zixiao Palace, such as Zhen Yuanzi, were confused. What happened to Kunpeng? His face was covered in blood. What was going on?
After Zhunti sat down, he explained to the people on the cushion in a very serious manner that in his eyes, these people were the only ones who could be considered human beings, and the rest were not human beings at all.

"That fellow Kunpeng attacked me five hundred years ago and sent his disciples into Lingshan to poison two of my disciples and my senior brother's. This is really intolerable." Regardless of whether this happened or not, at least it is an explanation that proves that he is not a psychopath.

Taiqing said nothing, this matter has nothing to do with me.

Yuanshi Tianzun said softly: "Those with fur and horns will be beaten."

Tongtian Patriarch frowned, he had a different opinion, but Yuanshi had already spoken, and if he said anything more at this time, it would be like sabotaging him in person. The sermon was about to begin, and it was meaningless to engage in a verbal argument. He also learned from Taiqing and closed his eyes without saying a word.

Zhunti looked at "Nuwa", hoping that she would also make an evaluation.

Deng Chanyu thought for a moment and said, "What Daoist Fellow Yuqing said is a little inappropriate."

Yuanshi Tianzun has the character of "if you respect me one foot, I will respect you ten feet". He still remembered the favor "Nuwa" had given up the Yuxu Palace before, so he looked at "Nuwa" and waited for her words.

Deng Chanyu said, "Just now, I saw that Kunpeng seemed to be trying to sneak attack Fellow Zhunti. Fortunately, Fellow Zhunti fought back. Fellow Yuqing's statement of 'fighting is enough' is not appropriate. This could be considered a mutual fight."

Quotation: "."

The shameless style of this Taoist fellow Nuwa seems familiar. Where have I seen him before?

Zhunti laughed, this "mutual fight" was really insightful. He would have a new "theoretical basis" when he went out to grab opportunities in the future. We both "fought each other", so it is reasonable for me to take away your opportunity as compensation to me, right?
When Kunpeng heard such outrageous remarks, he was so angry that he spat out another stream of blood and his face turned pale.

His experience did not win much sympathy, but instead caused ridicule from many powerful people.

These days it’s a typical “hate those who have, laugh at those who don’t” situation. The more unlucky you are, the happier passersby will be at watching the show.

Some mocking voices fell into Kunpeng's ears. He looked over coldly. Some people avoided his gaze, while others came forward. What? You still want to practice with me?

This time, Di Jun ignored Kunpeng. "Your character cultivation is insufficient, and you were so angry that you vomited blood. And I was still there to comfort you? Am I your father?"

Powerful people came to Zixiao Palace one after another. The more people came, the quieter the palace became. Everyone knew that Daozu Hongjun was about to come.

The six people sitting on the cushions did not move, silently waiting for the lecture to begin.

"Ding ding--" Haotian rang the small bell beside him nine times in a row. The bell sound echoed in the prehistoric world. When the sound completely disappeared, the thin figure of Daozu Hongjun appeared out of thin air on the high platform. No one could see how he appeared. It seemed that he had always been here and had never left.

(End of this chapter)