Swordsman Fengyunzhi

Chapter 757
Chapter 280 Six Buddhist lay disciples

The soul niche in Qianyuan's hands is called "Wuji Black Flame", which is different from Taoism's magical weapons, which are mostly all kinds of weapons, and also different from Buddhist sacred weapons, which mostly choose Buddhist magic weapons as their backing.Demon sect warriors are eclectic, and the style of this soul niche is also bizarre.

Take this "Wuji Black Flame" as an example, it is actually a black flame kept in a box of black locust wood.And this box is the so-called "niche".

The "soul" in the soul niche refers to what is stored in the box, which can be a flame, an evil wind, or even an ice lotus.Anything that can absorb the spiritual energy of blood sacrifices and grow spirituality can be made into a "soul niche" by the masters of the Demon Cult.

Qian Yuan looked up at the sky above Dajiaoping, thinking that this operation was a surefire thing, but he didn't expect to attract a Buddhist master halfway.It just so happened that this person also had a powerful Buddhist sacred weapon in his hand.

Yi Xifeng raised his head to look at the golden light, and knew it in his heart.Even though this young man from the Devil's Cult had good strength, he was at most on the same level as Xiao Yuanfeng, definitely not at the Great Demon Realm (Heroic Realm), and was even weaker than Miao Yaoshi.

What is really troublesome is the black flame in his hand!

The weapon in Yi Xifeng's hand has also produced a weapon spirit, but in comparison, Ye Jianhanxing's weapon spirit is still immature, and can only express certain emotions with him, and it cannot have enough emotion like the real Wu Jietian ruler. Lingzhi, let alone assist Yi Xifeng in fighting on his own.

But this Buddhist master who just appeared gave Yi Xifeng a feeling of deja vu.

Faintly, he already had a guess in his heart, but he couldn't be sure.He couldn't help but look at Lin Fenghuo who was at the side, only to find that Heizi was also casting the same look at him.

"Burn the temple? Hehe, just go and burn it, Your Highness Mozi! I am a lay disciple of Buddhism!" There was a sneer, and then a figure fell from the dome surrounded by black flames.

Boom!

Without slowing down at all, the man just hit the ground straight up, and the sand and stone flew up in an instant, and the rock collapsed.

I saw a tall and straight young man appearing in the middle of Dajiaoping.He was wearing a bamboo hat, a green shirt and robes that people in the Jianghu often wear, and two long knives hanging from his waist.

At this time, the young man in green shirt stood in the middle of Dajiaoping, with his back facing Xiao Yuanfeng, Yi Xifeng and the others. Seeing that this attire didn't have the slightest aura of kindness that a Buddhist disciple should have, his gestures were full of chivalry!

If it weren't for the two strings of Buddhist beads wrapped around his arms, it would be hard to imagine that the Buddhist master who smashed the "Black Flame Prisoner" just now was the young man in front of him.

Seeing someone rushing to help, Xiao Yuanfeng was naturally overjoyed, but what the young man said just now made the City Lord Xiao a little unhappy.

"What?! This person, this person is the demon son of the Demon Cult, Qian Yuan?"

"Oh my god, why is he here?"

"I can't complain that there will be such a powerful black flame, this is the handwriting of the devil!"

The first to react were those red-eyed horse thieves and city guards.They are all people struggling at the bottom of the martial arts arena. Their own strength cannot reach the level of those entering the martial arts, and they barely maintain the three realms of aura, momentum, and aura.

For these people, monsters like the Devil's Cult are already invincible. Even if it is an ordinary Devil's Cult disciple who stands on the opposite side of them, if there is no strong man like Xiao Yuanfeng or Ba Chiman sitting in command, they will definitely Will choose to turn around and run away.

Not to mention, a powerhouse of the level of the Devil's Cult.

Compared to Xiao Yuanfeng and the other officers and men who attached great importance to Qian Yuan's identity, Yi Xifeng and Lin Fenghuo's attention was firmly attracted by this "layman disciple" of Buddhism.

Yi Xifeng stared at the pair of knives on the opponent's waist, and said with a wry smile: "I haven't seen you for many years, this guy's strength is still so perverted!"

Lin Fenghuo walked forward with a smile, apparently to say hello to the other party.

"Don't bother to call me perverted, but your deeds are often heard in my ears, which made my hands itchy for a long time." The tall and straight man in green shirt turned his head and muttered to Yi Xifeng who was behind him.

"Haha, Zhao Long! It's really you! Why have you come to the Western Regions?" Lin Fenghuo stepped forward and put his arms around the other's shoulders. Heizi's figure is relatively burly, while Zhao Long's figure is thinner. Some, but both of them have grown a lot in height, already close to 1.8 meters.

Yi Xifeng is the youngest of the three of them, and he is also slightly shorter. After all, he is only 15 years old in theory this year, and his height of 1.7 meters is not short.

"That's a good question. You can ask him why he came?" Zhao Long grinned and looked at Yi Xifeng behind him. I couldn't help the joy from my heart.

Yi Xifeng couldn't help but rolled his eyes, he knew that the other party probably also accepted the task of the master, and this time he came to the Western Regions to coronate the saint of the divine religion.It's just that from the news channel of Daming Temple, it is easy to know that the saint who is about to be crowned is Li Xintian.

As for whether Zhao Long came to the Western Regions this time, whether he was appointed by his master or he wanted to come here on his own initiative, that's another matter.

"I'll come to see Xintian in my family." Yi Xifeng said casually, holding the Hanxing sword in one hand and shouldering it.

When Zhao Long heard this, there was no expression on his face, and he couldn't see any joy or anger.He just turned his head again and looked at Qian Yuan who was opposite.

"Your Majesty, do you still want to fight?" Zhao Long asked coldly.

Qian Yuan was originally a crazy person, seeing this "fake bald donkey" suddenly jumping out to spoil his good deeds, he felt a hundred upset in his heart.Judging by the tone of the other party's speech, it was obvious that he was provoking himself.

With a slight sweep of his soul, he can detect the strength level of his opponent, and he is a knight entering the room.

Zhao Long himself is only three years older than Yi Xifeng, already this year.It can be regarded as a well-known young martial artist in the Jianghu, who can touch the realm of chivalrous men before the age of 20, and will be cultivated in any sect.

But even so, compared with Qian Yuan, there is still some gap between the two.

Qian Yuan's actual age is not very old, only 25 years old, but his appearance remains that of a teenager. This is the aftermath of his obsession in practice.

The road to martial arts is extremely difficult, even if it is a genius of heaven, it is difficult to guarantee smooth sailing.What's more, in the Devil's Cult, there are countless geniuses vying for the position of Devil, how can one beat others, without some special means or tricks of military tactics, it is impossible to stand out from the crowd.

"Don't think that you are great just because you have a string of broken Buddha beads in your hand. With your level of strength, you are not as big a threat to me as my Master of Artifact Spirit!" Qian Yuan said with a strange smile.

The "Master of Artifact Spirits" he mentioned naturally refers to Xiao Yuanfeng who was present, and the meaning in his words was to pinch the other party with his hands.After all, Xiao Yuanfeng is a chivalrous master with a martial arts cultivation level, which is two levels higher than Zhao Long's.

"Stop talking nonsense, to fight or not to fight?" Zhao Long said impatiently.

It seemed that the smile he gave Lin Fenghuo just now had used up all his good mood, and naturally he didn't have a good attitude towards the enemy.

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