"Roar~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

The white tiger roared a long roar in the Zhuangzi Dao Sea, and everything was broken wherever it went.

Yang Zhu understood that it was not that the Giant Kun, Giant Peng, and Butterflies were unable to defeat the White Tiger of the Great Dao, but that once they rushed, it represented that Wang Xiong's Confucian and Taoist thoughts were impacting each other. No matter what the result was, it would be a huge harm to Wang Xiong.

For a time, the Zhuangzi Daohai was fragmented and was sucked into the cracks of time and space, and it was extremely loose. Yang Zhu's Daohai was sucked into the cracks of time and space, but it was mixed together.

"How? Zhuangzi, whose great way is suppressing whom now, and who is mastering Taoist orthodoxy?" Yang Zhu showed a look of confidence.

The key back-up is of course used at the most critical moment. At this moment, the integration of Confucian Taoism instantly allowed Yang Zhu to gain the upper hand, and he also took the initiative in the cracks in time and space.

Zhuang Yang competes to decide the winner soon.

Yang Zhu looked at Zhuangzi proudly and panicked.

Zhuangzi panicked? But he laughed the next moment.

"So what about the White Tiger of the Great Dao? So what about refuting Confucianism? Yang Zhu, you may not know yet. I solved this problem when I was young and used Confucianism to attack me? You are thinking too much!" Zhuangzi sneered.

While speaking, I saw countless caterpillars suddenly appearing in the sea of ​​Zhuangzi Avenue. The caterpillars instantly spit silk and rushed towards the White Tiger on the Avenue!

"Boom!"

Caterpillars spit silk, but butterflies can spit silk. The giant rolls fanned the wind, and immediately made the overwhelming silk threads linger towards the white tiger.

"Impossible, how dare you!" Yang Zhu screamed in shock.

"roar!"

The white tiger roared, but the overwhelming silk thread wrapped around the white tiger from all directions, wrapping its feet, making it unable to move.

"Zi Si, Zi Yu, Zi Li, Zi Lai and Zi Lai met and said, "Who can take nothing as the leader, life as the spine, and death as the…" Zhuangzi spoke again.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the sound spread to the world.

Countless people in the world heard that Zhuangzi's "The Grand Master" is using the affairs of Confucius as a master and apprentice to refute Yang Zhu's theory.

But Yang Zhu widened his eyes: "Impossible, you, your "Grandmaster" is refuting Confucius' thoughts, are you denying Confucius' thoughts?"

Isn’t Confucius’ thoughts the thoughts of Wang Xiong? Zhuangzi is using stories to belittle Confucius? Let Confucius recognize his mistakes, isn’t this a denial of himself? How is this possible?

"Confucius said, 'Those who travel outside the place are wandering outside the place are wandering inside the place. The inside and outside are not connected, but the hill sends a daughter to hang her, and the hill will become a shabby! The one who travels with the creation is a human being, and travels to the heaven and earth. ………………!’”

In Zhuangzi's words, he still kept telling the mistakes of Confucianism. He criticized Confucianism's concept of benevolence, righteousness and right and wrong, and pointed out that Confucianism's concept is brilliant to human spirit. In the narrative of "The Grand Master", it also pointed out that Confucius recognized this and accepted Zhuangzi's concept in words.

For a moment, the Zhuangzi Avenue Sea expanded again.

The sea of ​​Dao, which had just been torn apart, was once again mixed up, and countless silk threads covered the sky, tying up the white tiger of Yangzhu Avenue and sealing it. In the theory of Dao, it had a great advantage and defeated Yangzhu's Dao with an overwhelming advantage.

"You, why are you okay? Why can you deny your Confucianism?" Yang Zhu said incrediblely.

Shouldn’t this be Zhuangzi’s fatal weakness? Why has it not affected him?

Zhuangzi smiled slightly, and naturally did not explain to him. At this moment, he had sealed his Confucianism, so no matter what, he was not hurt.

Yang Zhu knew that Wang Xiong was once Confucius, but he did not know that he had solved the remaining crisis.

So much so that in the battle for the great way, a mistake has led to failure!

Failed!

Yang Zhu was defeated completely.

Yang Zhu and Zhuangzi's Daohai were completely sucked into the cracks in time and space.

And a purple aura slowly emerged from the cracks in time and space. This purple aura was extremely mellow, which was the purest breath of Lao Tzu. These auras soared into the sky and slowly formed a human form. This human form was not someone else, but Lao Tzu.

Lao Tzu’s great way of Dharma!

Now, the aura of Zhuangzi and Yang Zhu's great way is pouring into it, blending with Laozi's great way. With Zhuangzi's great victory, he will soon gain orthodox and inherit the Taoist tradition.

Yang Zhu's face looked terrible.

At this moment, all the aura of the Great Dao was sucked into the cracks of time and space, and the voices of the two could not spread throughout the world through their respective great Dao.

"Yang Zhu, you lost!" Zhuangzi said coldly.

Yang Zhu's face looked extremely ugly. He studied Taoism all his life and was praised by me as the most talented disciple, but he was defeated by an outsider?

"Lost? Hum!" Yang Zhu snorted coldly.

"brush!"

With a swing of sleeves, sand and stones suddenly flew around, and countless smoke and dust enveloped the two of them.

"What? Do you still want to use force? The Taoist throne is in me. Although your voice is restricted and you cannot reach the world for a while, everyone outside is watching!" Zhuangzi said coldly.

Zhuangzi is not as strong as Yang Zhu, but Zhuangzi has a great road and a giant roll. Zhuangzi is not sure how to chase after him. Zhuangzi is not afraid of Yang Zhu, as if he is waiting for Yang Zhu to be angry.

Yang Zhu was very angry at this moment, angry that he actually lost to Zhuangzi, but he was not as tempted as he was desperate.

"Lost? Not necessarily. I have two scenes here. Zhuangzi wants to see it?" Yang Zhu sneered.

"Oh?" Zhuangzi frowned.

But he saw that Yang Zhu waved his hand and condensed two light curtains with the remaining two rays of the Great Dao aura. Among the light curtains are two places in the Pangu world.

"Is this, Xiaoyao Palace?" Zhuangzi's pupils suddenly shrank.

"Yes, the one on the left is Xiaoyao Palace, and the one on the right is the residence of Chu State and Deng Lingzi. Have you seen it? Deng Lingzi is there!" Yang Zhu said with a smile.

Zhuangzi suddenly looked dark: "Are you monitoring my relatives?"

"No, it's not surveillance, it's eating, look!" Yang Zhu sneered.

I saw that in the two scenes, two Yang Zhu appeared. The two Yang Zhu suddenly changed and turned into two huge ancient food families.

"Roar~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

The two ancient food tribes opened their mouths, as if they were swallowing the sky and the earth, swallowing them towards the two parts in the picture.

"Ah~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

Deng Lingzi exclaimed and was swallowed into his stomach by an ancient food clan.

On the other side, there seemed to be a roar from Xiaoyao Palace, and the entire Xiaoyao Palace was swallowed by the ancient food clan in one bite.

On Nanhua Mountain, countless disciples from Xiaoyao Academy were suddenly exclaimed.

"No, my master's wife is inside!"

"My teacher's wife was eaten!"

"The ancient food clan is the ancient food clan. It ate the master's wife!"

………………………………………

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...

There is a mess in the picture.

Yang Zhu waved his hand and the image in the picture disappeared.

"Yang Zhu, you dare to hurt my relatives!" Zhuangzi said in shock.

"What are I afraid of? I can tell you that the soul of being swallowed into the mouth of the ancient food clan will not be able to escape, and I can't even travel through time. Deng Lingzi, the golden mother Yuanjun, whether he can come out of the mouth of the ancient food clan depends on your decision, Zhuangzi!" Yang Zhu sneered.

"It depends on my decision?" Zhuangzi looked at Yang Zhu coldly.

"Yes, as long as you give up the battle for the Great Dao, take the initiative to admit defeat, and let my Great Dao will take the lead, I will let them go, how about?" Yang Zhu looked at Zhuangzi with a sneer.

"You are really despicable. Those two ancient food tribes are your clones!" Zhuangzi said coldly.

"Don't mess with me, now, the world can no longer hear your and my voice. I want you to give up the dispute over Taoism. I will give it back to your relatives. Do you want to give up?" Yang Zhu looked at Zhuangzi coldly.

Zhuangzi, with a cold face, suddenly showed a hint of sneer: "Do you think I was accidentally careful after experiencing the last incident of Pang Juan targeting Deng Lingzi?"

"What do you mean?" Yang Zhu's face changed.

"What does it mean? Just look at them again and you will know!" Zhuangzi sneered.

"No!" Yang Zhu's face suddenly changed.

Expand the screen again.

But when I saw that the ancient food tribe in Xiaoyao Palace suddenly screamed.

"boom!"

A sword aura burst open his mouth, and countless screams accompanied by the rolling sword energy spread throughout the entire Nanhua Mountain. Among the rolling sword energy, a black shadow stepped out of the mouth of the ancient food clan.

"No, who is it? The Victory Sword? This is impossible. Why is Mozi's sword in the hands of that person? Who is that person?" Yang Zhu exclaimed.

At the same time, countless disciples of Xiaoyao Palace in Nanhua Mountain also looked at the man who stepped out in shock and stepped on the ancient food clan.

"It's not going to be done yet!" The man held the Victory Evil Sword in his hand and slashed it down with a sword.

"boom!"

The ancient food clan suddenly got the sword and slowly changed back to Yang Zhu's appearance.

"Yang Zhu!" The disciples of Xiaoyao Palace exclaimed.
To be continued...