I'm Pretending To Be The Xiandaomen Sect Head Teacher

Chapter 52 I Want This Person

“Old bald donkey, don’t want to take this person away! He belongs to my Demon Sect!”

The leader of the Demon Sect stood up, carrying a big black knife in his hand, with blood still flowing on it.

He is the leader of this mission. He calls himself Demon Sun, is the law enforcement Elder of Demon Sect, and his strength is Gold Core late stage.

The people from Jiulong Temple dispatched a hundred and eight monks, three old monks, and two law enforcement monks.

Both of them are fighting for the boy in the middle.

The reason for the fight is simple. The Demon Sect wants to take the young man back and make him a demon. The Jiulong Temple wants to take the man back and turn him into a Buddha.

The Buddha’s heart grows demons, one thought becomes demons, and one thought becomes Buddha.

For this reason, the two Sects are fighting, and even the boy’s hometown has been slaughtered.

Jiang Beichen stood in the distance watching the battle, not daring to pass.

At this time, you have to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight and sit firmly on the Diaoyutai.

When they are almost done, when the time comes, they will be suppressed with powerful pressure, and then they will pretend to say something, and finally take Lin Xuan and run away. Isn’t it wonderful?

Jiang Beichen had already made up his mind, and waited for them to lose out, and went to pick up the bargain by himself.

“A Demon Sect, a Jiulong Temple, it’s not uncommon to fight, but it’s really rare for so many people to fight.” Xu Changsheng quipped.

“Wait a moment again!” Jiang Beichen said lightly.

In the world of cultivating immortals, everyone knows that Buddha and demons are not compatible. Buddhism fights against the demon sect under the banner of being the world, and the demon sect does what it wants and can’t understand the Buddhism naturally.

Strike up as soon as they meet, but will not fight for life, unless there is interest involved.

“Let’s take a moment, wait for them to end the battle.” Jiang Beichen said casually, looking for a better position to wait and see.

When I look back, there is no one missing.

Wang Luoli, Zhao Hong, Xu Changsheng, Chen…

Damn it, where’s Chen Heitan?

Jiang Beichen discovered that Chen Heitan seemed to be lost.

“Master, where is Brother Heitan!” Wang Luoli pointed forward.

Jiang Beichen watched Chen Heitan walk by and instantly petrified in place.

“Hey, you are blocking my master’s path!” Chen Heitan yelled, pointing to their Demon Sect and the monks in Jiulong Temple.

Mozong and the people from Jiulong Temple were fighting on the trunk road in the dense forest, while Jiang Beichen and the others were on the side road. Chen Heitan didn’t know, so he went out and shouted.

The two sides who were fighting suddenly stopped, turning their heads to look at the brazen boy.

“Where’s the brat, get out if you don’t want to die!” a Demon Sect disciple said coldly.

If this were changed to normal, the Demon Sect disciple would have already taken action.

The monk in Jiulong Temple was taken aback, and then continued to chant sutras against the disciples of the Demon Sect.

Jiang Beichen wanted to rush out and slap Chen Heitan in the air. At this time, he could just sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight. What trouble is he going to make!

This pulls hatred, you also have to look at the occasion!

Jiang Beichen feels a little tired, neither Jiulong Temple nor Mozong can deal with it.

Moreover, every Cultivation Base is so powerful that you can slap them into scum with a slap.

Chen Heitan is almost ready, come back quickly and let them fight!

Jiang Beichen shouted in his heart, not daring to speak.

Now they are standing in the path, which can just block the line of sight. As long as people outside don’t release Divine Sense, they can’t be spotted.

Perhaps Chen Heitan moved after hearing Jiang Beichen’s cry.

I saw Chen Heitan pointing at the people on both sides and shouting: “Boldly, before my master loses his temper, give way quickly, otherwise, my master is here, you all have to kneel!”

“You are not uninterested, leave early!”

Chen Heitan stepped on the stone and said loudly.

The fighting between the two sides stopped again, they fought to death, and a person from the seventh level of Qi training whispered in his ear, feeling very annoying.

Zhao Hong stepped out and stood at a higher position, with his back facing the Jiulong Temple monk and the demons below.

“My master passed by here, you can leave!” Zhao Hong said indifferently, turning his back to them.

“Why did you run out?”

Jiang Beichen said heartily, and after a glance behind him, it turned out that only Wang Luoli and Xu Changsheng were left.

Chen Heitan is not reliable, so why Zhao Hong followed him to make trouble?

At this time, the best way is to wait for work with ease. The two of them will go over and attract the attention of both parties. Why bother?

Attracting artillery fire, it is always self who hurts!

Jiang Beichen held his forehead with one hand and really didn’t know what to do.

He only has a ‘one hit kill’ experience card, and it’s gone when it runs out.

There are hundreds of people over there, and he can only solve one!

Forget it, fight it!

If you don’t go out again at this time, both apprentices will be finished, and neither of them will have the ability to explode.

Jiang Beichen walked out, secretly urging the coercion of the god.

Huang Huang pressured, and walked away, covering everything around him in an instant.

The monks who were chanting opened their eyes instantly.

“Someone is coming!”

The people of the Demon Sect also put down their weapons one after another, they felt a strong sense of oppression, and they were approaching.

“Master!” Chen Heitan and Zhao Hong shouted at the same time.

When Chen Ming walked over, the strong pressure caused many people to kneel down, even Moyang half-kneeled on the ground.

The disciples of Jiulong Temple, united in one spirit, barely withstood the coercion of the strong.

“He, I want it!” Jiang Beichen stretched out his hand and pointed at the young man lying on the ground covered in blood.

Chen Heitan understood Jiang Beichen’s meaning and went to carry him on his back.

“Senior, it’s not okay to bully the small with big things!” Mo Yang said coldly.