How can a fairy be a villain?

Chapter 245 You’d better die

"stand up"

"stand up.."

The quiet sound was like orchid grass, quietly planted in the hearts of everyone in the city. Everyone's eyes fell on the door outside the door, and fell on the figure illuminated by the exquisite moonlight.

Even though the mask covers the face, the carefree figure and the delicate hands are all fascinating.

Chen Xiangling also froze on the spot. She had seen this mask before.

Ah Yan?

But on second thought, Chen Xiangling immediately rejected the idea. After all, Ayan was not so cold-blooded.

"What kind of evildoer, An Zang is so presumptuous!"

A sharp shout interrupted Chen Xiangling's thoughts. The two tall monks downstairs of the city gate had already reacted. Their angry voices were like a bell, which instantly made the others tremble and regain their consciousness.

"How dare you provoke provocation in front of my Buddhist sect even though you have the power of sound and charm."

As soon as these words came out, the monks in the city looked at each other. Is this the rumored magic of sound and charm? No wonder he suddenly lost his mind just now.

Kara,

There was a sound in the ruins. The monk who had been knocked away by the long knife stood up. As his body swayed slightly, he actually pulled out the silver knife from his chest.

A stream of blood seeped from his chest, but that was all.

The pierced hole seemed to be clamped by its well-developed muscles, and the huge force caused the wound to be closed tightly, as if nothing had happened.

"What a quick knife."

"It can actually break the poor monk's body-protecting Tiangang."

After the mysterious black-robed disciples appeared, the monks in the city who originally thought that the three monks of Ding'an Temple were going to hit the iron plate changed their expressions slightly at this moment.

This bald donkey seemed to have suffered such a heavy blow as if nothing had happened, and its strength was really unpredictable. It seemed that even if the new guy came from an extraordinary background, he might not be able to bite this bone hard.

After all, in the Wenjian Club, no one would engage in meaningless fighting except by chance and seeking revenge.

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Outside the city, Murong Jingyan didn't say a word since she opened her mouth. She just lay on her side on the sedan chair and silently looked at the three people who fell to the ground in the city.

There was no order, and more than ten black-robed congregants behind him stood quietly without taking any action.

"Cough, cough..."

Coughing out a mouthful of blood, Charlotte, who was wearing a wolf-head mask, stood up first. Blood was oozing from the corners of his mouth, and he was holding on to half of the short stick with difficulty while covering his broken chest.

The swordsman and the cat-faced woman also struggled to get up. They were also severely injured by the powerful Kung Fu technique of the eminent monk of Ding'an Temple. In a short period of time, the whole world was in chaos, their energy and blood rushed out, and they had almost no strength to fight anymore.

The cat-faced woman knelt down on one knee. She faced Murong Jingyan and said in a trembling voice: "Young Master, these... bald donkeys."

"Cultivating level is very high"

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly felt a chill. When she looked down, she saw a silver knife already placed on her neck.

She turned her head stiffly, and the tall monk had already walked behind her. Veins appeared on his white forearms, and he was holding the silver knife that injured him.

"I, Ding'an Temple, have been ordered to slay demons and monsters. The ominous feeling in you is disgusting, but tonight my three brothers and sisters can let you wait for a way out."

"Hand over the demon-killing grass, otherwise don't blame the poor monk for being ruthless."

Only then did everyone realize that the magic-conquering grass that Charlotte had taken out earlier had been crushed by him and turned into a puddle of mud.

The retreat of the masked swordsman and Charlotte was also blocked.

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On the sedan chair outside the city, Murong Jingyan finally reacted.

"Kill it."

The fingertips were gentle, the hair was twirled, the narrow purple eyes glanced at the city gate tower, and the tone was light:

"I would like to see if you dare to take action."

As soon as these words came out, the cat-faced girl immediately trembled, and the monk behind her was also obviously stunned.

He frowned and looked behind him, glanced at the other two, and then turned to look outside the city.

"If you don't save your own people, it's really like a cult."

"What the poor monk wants is just a magic weed. Since we have more than one, why bother?"

"If you give it to the poor monk, you can change it. The poor monk can also take the benefactors behind him out of the demon forest. Why not do it."

The eminent monk of Ding'an Temple made a loud noise that could be heard in all directions. The approaching blade made the cat-faced girl dare not act rashly.

".Cult?"

"Hehe, hehe. Hahahaha"

Hahahaha

Murong Jingyan suddenly raised her head, as if she heard some big joke, and slowly sat upright, her sly mask making people laugh under the moonlight.

"You bald ass likes to talk about slaying demons and defending the Tao, but why haven't you ever fought back?"

"Is it possible that you, the demon monk, really have such a kind heart? You are a demon in every mouthful."

"In my opinion, the three of you are nothing short of demons and inhumane, and there is no way to save them."

Hearing this, the leading monk became furious: "How outrageous!"

"You dare to show off by attacking me in a sneak attack!?"

"I will wait for you to be executed today!"

After saying that, he suddenly raised his long knife, intending to slash the pale cat-faced woman in front of him in half.

However, when the sword was about to fall, it suddenly stopped, changed its direction, and shot towards the sedan chair in the distance, pointing directly at Murong Jing's face.

The sword was like thunder, carrying a huge force, and arrived in front of him almost in the blink of an eye.

Ah.

Murong Jingyan's pupils reflected the edge of the blade. She just raised her palms and placed them in front of her. Her slender fingers spread out, and an invisible force imprisoned the blade in front of her, making it impossible to move forward.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, the long knife exploded into pieces, and the scattered broken blades shot back, setting off waves of sound, heading straight in the direction of the three monks.

! !

The three of them immediately raised their palms, and Zhanjin's aura emerged. Even though they had the so-called indestructible body, the power of the blade was terrifying, and blood would be drawn if it hit them.

Almost at the next moment, the monk throwing the knife suddenly felt a huge force coming towards him.

The cat-faced girl felt a fragrant breeze blowing in front of her eyes, and then there was a loud noise behind her, which made her heart skip a beat.

He turned around hastily and saw that the bald donkey who seemed invincible just now fell backwards and his head was directly pressed into the bricks. And a figure wearing a mysterious cloak was slowly getting up, and her hands were stained with blood, which was slowly dripping.

"roll."

Murong Jingyan glanced out of the corner of her eye, and the cat-faced girl immediately felt as if she had received an amnesty. Her feet suddenly became strong, and she grabbed the swordsman and ran out of the city together.

"Senior brother!"

"Red Sound Demonic Robe, subjugate the gods and retreat!"

The other two eminent monks stopped the flying knives and noticed this, and immediately rushed over.

As the sound of the Dharma fell, Murong Jingyan's feet suddenly sank, like an invisible giant bell knocking upside down, cracking the ground.

This move directly caused the previous cat-faced girl to sink into the ground, but Murong Jingyan remained motionless and just turned her head to look.

"The Demonic Sound Technique of Wanlun Kingdom?"

"Haha, I didn't expect that you are not only demon monks, but also spies."

This sentence directly caused the expressions of the other two monks to change. They looked at each other and at the same time burst out with tremendous energy.

This energy and blood were golden and thick, condensing into the shape of a brave animal, but the eyes of this brave animal were dark, with the slightest trace of evil aura that was not easy to detect.

"You can't keep this witch!"

They shot at the same time, one with the left palm and the other with the right palm.

The two palms were densely covered with runes, and the suffocating pressure turned into a huge handprint with clear veins, rushing towards it like a wind and lingering clouds, as if the Buddha himself took action.

"It turns out to be the Magic Wheel Heavenly Technique. It's a bit interesting."

Murong Jingyan shook her head and randomly extended a single palm. With a phoenix cry towards the sky, overwhelming red flames shot through the sky. Red feathers flew into the sky. In the blazing fire, a pair of eyes seemed to slowly open.

puff!puff!

The two monks struck with all their strength, as if the snow had melted, and the golden palm prints were instantly burned away by the red flames. If they had not forcibly cut off the contact and retreated in time, I am afraid that it would not be as simple as internal injuries.

"Illusion of Immortal and Demon!??"

"It's actually the appearance of a fairy or a demon"

The two monks had shock in their eyes, but deep in their eyes there was not much panic, but a stronger murderous intent.

Today, they must kill this man.

The real killer move is still on the way.

In the center of the firelight, Murong Jingyan's brows furrowed slightly and she narrowed her eyes.

The two bald donkeys were both in the Great Perfection of the Three Levels of Heavenly Sealing. Their combined attack was full of variables. I thought it would be a shocking move, but unexpectedly, they just used their magical phantom bodies to repel them.

too weak.

"Ok?"

At this moment, Murong Jingyan suddenly noticed something was wrong and turned around suddenly to look sideways.

I saw that the monk whose head he had pushed into the ground actually stood up again at this moment, and he was already close behind him at some point.

He also raised his palm, and the golden palm was like copper poured into iron. The moment Murong Jingyan looked back, he slapped Murong Jingyan's chest directly.

This palm was not fast, but Murong Jingyan's eyes changed slightly.

The feeling in the square inch is particularly strong. The energy and blood of this demon monk is almost different from before. It can only be said that this palm is at least the energy and blood of the fourth level of Tianfeng.

what! ! !

The flames raged like a whirlpool, and then a scream shot through the night sky.

"what!!!!!!!"

All the members of the Duotian Tower broke into the city, and the other two monks wiped the blood from the corners of their mouths with smiles on their faces.

The three brothers and sisters are the floating roots that the abbot of the Molun Temple personally came to the world to find. They started practicing together since childhood, practiced together, and grew up together. They have already been in tune with each other and can communicate with each other.

Coupled with the blood sacrifice method of boys and girls every year, the three of them actually mastered the most difficult Ten Thousand Demons Technique in the Magic Wheel Technique. With this technique, they can borrow each other's cultivation and make one person's energy and blood burst in a short time. .

And there is no need to think about this kind of borrowing and cultivation, just like water from a well or a canal, there are no worries.

To a certain extent, this is much more powerful than the formation engraved by the Star Shifting Ring.

All three of them have cultivated to the Great Perfection of the Three Levels of Heavenly Sealing. They are already the top monks in the Sword Asking World, not to mention that the function of Ten Thousand Demons allows one of them to break through the limit and reach the fourth level of Heavenly Sealing.

Even against the immortals and demons who have sealed the three levels in heaven, there is still a chance of winning.

"This woman is not in our information. She is neither Shen Fengchen nor Yuan Chuang. She is probably a saint from a certain cult."

"Third Junior Brother's palm has exerted twenty-five years of effort. Even the phantom body of immortals and demons cannot withstand it."

Just as they finished speaking, a figure was violently thrown out of the whirlpool of flames, rolled heavily to the ground, flipped several times, and landed at their feet.

This person is none other than the third junior brother.

It’s just that the demon monk, who used to have fair skin, now has a charcoal complexion, and only half of the gorgeous cassock on his body is left.

"Third Junior Brother!!?"

Their pupils shrank, and they hurriedly bent over to help him, but were shocked to find that one of his palms was missing.

"she, she"

The demon monk with a charred face had red eyes. At this moment, he grabbed the sleeve of the other person and shouted in a trembling voice:

"she"

"It's the four levels of Tian Feng!"

what! ?

The two people next to them were stunned. Their hands were hanging in the air at a loss, and their pupils were flashing.

The appearance of immortals and demons in the four levels of Tian Feng?

In the world of sword-asking for two thousand years, it is simply unheard of!

What is this fight for? ?

At this moment, a burst of footsteps sounded.

The flames in the ruins were slowly extinguishing, and a figure stepped down the steps from the fire.

A cold voice spread throughout Yuanshi City.

"I just allowed you to take action, but I wanted to see if you, the evil monk, are always evil. If you really take action, you may be able to enter my building."

"You don't have the guts to do evil, and you have no hope of doing righteousness. From my perspective."

"You guys, it's better to die."

(End of this chapter)