Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

"Kill well, kill well, kill quack."

"I didn't expect you, boy, to have killed one of the eight superior demon families, the lineage of the Vatican family... Darling, monk, I really didn't walk away."

At the moment when Fen Ao decided to kill and kill the white tiger into the holy land of the human race, the fat monk in mid air had got rid of the entanglement between the feather race and the Shui race and appeared in front of fan Ao out of thin air.

"Smelly monk, you got the holy soldier. Do you still have to take care of the affairs between Ben Sheng and them? You... Don't deceive people too much."

Fan Ao looked at the monk angrily and drank angrily.

The monk's strength is obviously far above the strong ones of the three ethnic groups. He can get away from the entanglement of more than ten people of the three ethnic groups by himself. If he really cuts in, he can't help each other.

"What do you mean I got a holy soldier... This thing is very evil. The monk is trying to prevent you from being fascinated by monsters. It seems that the monk is greedy for treasures."

"Why... Don't you believe it?"

"Hey, hey, the monster has confused your mind. No matter who has the holy soldier, he will only die. If you don't believe it, the monk will give you the holy soldier and see if you can hold it?"

The fat monk took out the holy soldier flying sword and shook it in front of fan Ao. At the moment of his heart, fan Ao hesitated again and didn't come forward to pick it up.

Indeed

Although the holy soldier is good, it is a hot potato. No matter who gets it, the experts of the three families will not give up. Once the siege is caused by many people, who can be as safe as a monk?

Regardless of the human race, the demon race and the feather race, each ethnic group has different factions. Although they are consistent with the outside world, van Ao can't guarantee that the other strong demons will sit and watch the holy soldiers of the peacock holy sacrifice fall into his own hands.

"Hum... Even if you're right, you can't take revenge for killing my beloved son," Van Ao said coldly.

"Sorry, you really can't repay this revenge."

"Why?"

"Because... The monk is predestined with this boy and plans to shave him and be a little monk." the fat monk smiled at Ye Feng with an ambiguous look on his face.

“……”

As soon as this remark came out, let alone Fen Ao, Ye Feng and Bai Hucheng were shocked.

Originally, Ye Feng was very unhappy with the monk, but he had strong cultivation and was willing to save himself, which still made Ye Feng feel a little good.

But... Shaving is a little monk

I'm not ready to be a monk.

"Bald... Master, I have a good intention, but I'm not on the edge of the world. I'm afraid..." thinking of this, Ye Feng scratched his head and said.

"Ha ha, it seems that you are wishful thinking. Since this boy doesn't want to be a little monk, then... Don't worry about my golden winged Sanskrit." fan Ao laughed wildly.

Originally rejected by Ye Feng, the fat monk was not angry, but listening to fan Ao's happy smile made his face sink: "hum, if the Buddha wants to take care of it."

"You..."

Van Ao flew into a rage.

But the monk showed such a powerful ability that he was afraid.

"Forget it, the bald donkey is determined to pick things up. Brother fan can't fall for his trick. It's better to... Wait until the one arrives and find them trouble." seeing fan Ao's angry look, the other demon family experts looked at each other.

Someone came forward to dissuade.

When listening to them say "that", even if they are as powerful as Van Gogh, they can't help showing fear in their eyes.

He has some roots with the peacock saint. The demon hall has sent a message to him. I believe he will arrive soon. If he breaks down because of himself, there will be a lot of future trouble.

At the thought of this, fan Ao could only hum coldly and retract the evil spirit all over the sky.

Looking at their unwilling back, Ye Feng, relieved, couldn't help but feel dark and cool.

This is the power of the strong.

What truth and justice are farts.

Big fists are the biggest truth.

The fat monk didn't bird them either. He looked at Ye Feng kindly and played with the flying sword he had just won.

As for other Shui and Yu masters, seeing that the demon clan has stopped, it seems that they can't help it. The strange monk who came out of nowhere can only bitterly acquiesce to the fact that the holy soldier has been taken away.

The monk smiled twice. Seeing that Ye Feng looked at the holy soldier in his hand, he picked his eyebrows and said with a smile: "little benefactor, I have said that you and I are destined for each other. If you are willing to shave, how about giving it to you when the Buddha gets rid of the evil spirit in the flying sword?"

To yourself?

Feeling the holy power revealed by the holy soldiers, Ye Feng couldn't help moving in his heart.

The monk's strength is really beyond imagination. If it's a little normal, it's not a great thing to worship him as a teacher. But... I want to shave myself and be a monk

Forget it, forget it.

"Master, you'd better keep it yourself. It's a hot potato. If you give it to me, it's easy to catch fire."

Ye Feng shook his head.

He doesn't know the details of the fat monk. He said here that his destination is xuanyizong, one of the three major Terrans.

The fat monk was a little upset. He glanced at him and said, "who dares to compete for what the monk gave you? Hum, why do you worry about these ghosts and monsters when the monk escorted you?"

Although the monk's character is strange, it's important to take action at a critical moment, which also makes Ye Feng feel more favorable.

But let Ye Feng be a monk, he will never go.

At the moment, he didn't want to continue his entanglement. He smiled and shook his head and walked towards baihucheng. In front of him, baihucheng and the star city master have appeared.

Seeing that Ye Feng was all right, the Star City Lord and Zhong Li looked at each other. In the tacit understanding, they both breathed a sigh of relief.

But offended fanaona and other demons, still let them raise a sense of foreboding.

"It seems that Ye Feng... Is watched by the demon clan."

Zhong Li sighed helplessly: "at the beginning, brother Ye killed Brahma in public in the endless City, and today he killed another demon king. Naturally, it will be regarded as a great trouble by the demon family. City master, maybe it's not wise for us to get involved this time."

The Star City Master nodded.

Now there is no way. If you return now, you will be chased and killed by the demon clan.

"The cultivation of the demon man has survived at least two natural disasters, and his strength is far higher than himself. At present... Only let Ye Feng follow the master for the time being, and only under his protection, the demon family dare not act rashly." Bai Hucheng also pondered.

Just as his voice fell, suddenly, violent vitality fluctuations came from the horizon.

Five figures came flying in the air.

These five figures, each with wings behind them, fly in the air and look very much like the people of the Yu nationality, but look at their faces, gloomy and evil, which are very different from the charm of the Yu nationality.

Especially the one in the middle, with scales on his back and wings, and a strange waist, was entangled with several boa constrictors of about Zhang length.

At this moment, the five people who came to Feiling seemed to integrate the characteristics of the demon family and the feather family, which made everyone present have a trace of strangeness in their hearts.

"Feather snake clan?"

The fat monk raised his head and spit out three words. On his fat face with a smile all the time, there was a little more prudence.

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