Bold Evildoer, Poor Monk Fahai

Chapter 65 The Killer of the Immortal Panlong

Daxian Panlong stared at Fahai closely, and suddenly clapped his hands, "Yes, that's not bad. You little monk made this seat shine. In the past, no one would bow down respectfully wherever this seat went. "

Fahai smiled indifferently, "How can this seat be like others?"

"Proud?"

Daxian Panlong said contemptuously, "Your so-called arrogance is not worth mentioning in front of this seat."

Fahai stared at Daxian Panlong and said word by word: "I want to ask Daxian how he is willing to sit down and talk, and resolve the misunderstanding with Yan Chixia."

"You are not qualified."

Daxian Panlong turned and returned to the sedan chair. The curtain of the sedan chair was lowered. "The requirements of this seat are very simple. Give the two masters and disciples Yan Chixia to this seat."

"What if you say no?"

Fahai answered meticulously.

Daxian Benlong sighed helplessly, "This seat gives you a chance, but you don't cherish it."

The immortal Panlong is aggressive, and the solemn atmosphere of swordsmanship fills up.

Zhiqiu Yiye gritted his teeth and looked up at Daxian Panlong, "One person does things, one person, I provoked all this, and I am willing to bear it alone."

"shut up!"

Yan Chixia was furious, kicked Zhiqiu Yiye to the ground, pointed to his nose and cursed, "Do you still think things are not troublesome enough?"

"I……"

Zhiqiu Yiye lowered his head.

"How long will you five kneel outside the gate of Jinshan Temple?"

Daxian Benlong shouted.

The bodies of the five people who were kneeling outside the mountain gate suddenly stiffened, and there was a look of fright in their eyes. The five struggled with all their strength, however, the oppressed Buddha did not move, no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't stand up, they could only give up.

Daxian Panlong waited at the Jinshan Temple square. He did not see his five guardians coming for a long time. He hummed, the curtain of the sedan chair fluttered, and his breath rushed towards Fahai.

Suddenly, like a violent wind passing by.

The two masters and apprentices Yan Chixia couldn't bear this huge aura at all, and immediately fell to her knees, the suffocating aura swept across.

Fahai's eyes burst into light, "Daxian, so presumptuously disturbing the Jinshan Temple disciples to clean up."

As he spoke, he stepped out one step at a time, directly dispelling the aura released by Daxian Panlong. Daxian Benlong flipped his hand and punched a golden seal. Fahai leaned out his palm and grabbed the gold seal directly, crushing it under the shocked eyes of the four maids of Daxian Benlong.

"Come and not be indecent."

Fa Hai stared at the immortal Beaulieu, "The immortal also takes this one to try."

As he spoke, Fahai took a palm. The golden light of the Buddha's palm hit the sedan chair, and the four maidservants of the big immortal Panlong turned pale, as if they were approaching an enemy.

Daxian Benlong snorted coldly, exhaling immortal energy into a long sword and roaring out. Domineering sword energy swept across all directions.

The long sword blocked the Buddha's palm, and there was a stalemate for about half a minute before the Buddha's palm burst. The strength of the long sword is unstoppable, such as Changhong going straight to the sea of ​​Fahai.

Fahai's arm shook, Qingtian Zen stick shook, and the vast Buddha power poured out like the water of the Yellow River, instantly submerging the long sword.

In less than half a minute, the long sword shattered and annihilated.

The four maidservants of Daxian Panlong screamed, lifted their palms, and turned their mana into a match to beat Fahai away.

Fa Hai rose into the air, his body changed and he avoided the attack of the four. The four men have a fierce offensive, and the training contains overbearing power, and the destructive power is terrible.

Fahai's figure flickered, and he appeared in front of the four in an instant, and shot the four with his palm, his domineering aura was like a tiger descending the mountain, and he shot them away.

The four of them fell to the ground, their faces instantly pale.

"What a little monk, this seat is merciful to you, you are so cruel and cruel to your servant."

Daxian Panlong sprang out of the sedan chair and headed straight for Fahai.

Fahai leaped, the majestic Buddha's power shook, turned over and faced the big immortal Panlong suppressed and fell.

The Great Immortal Beaulieu raised his hand, his mana condensed into a green light, and rolled towards Fahai. Fa Hai threw a punch, and the powerful mana exploded with Qing Mang.

Boom!

The ground shattered, terrifying cracks spread everywhere, and Jinshan Temple violently shook. The turbulent air wave spread, Fahai and Panlong Daxian each retreated more than ten meters.

Master Yan Chixia and the four servant girls of Panlong Daxian were all vomiting blood.

All monks in the Jinshan Temple were shocked by what happened here.

However, the movement is too strong, they dare not come and check it easily. Moreover, there is Fahai in Jinshan Temple, and they are not worried at all.

They believe in Fahai.

The demon comes to punish the demon, the demon comes to destroy the demon!

Any demon who wants to come to the Jinshan Temple to be presumptuous will have to pay an extremely painful price.

Panlong Daxian's beautiful eyes narrowed, and his heart was slightly shocked. She is a disciple of Lingbao Tianzun, and the Heavenly Court canonized a righteous god. Not to mention that the world is invincible, but it is hard to meet an opponent in the earth.

What she didn't expect was that Fahai was very young and had a lot of mana, and she was evenly divided. This result made her a little unacceptable, she was a disciple of Lingbao Tianzun, and Fahai was no more than a little monk from Jinshan Temple...

Fa Hai looked at Daxian Panlong earnestly, "Daxian is worthy of being a disciple of Lingbao Tianzun, and the mana is so profound, and the little monk admires him."

Daxian Beaulieu snorted coldly, her face was frosty, how could she not hear the sarcasm in Fahai dialect.

"Little monk, this seat is awkward. I didn't expect that a real dragon like you was hidden in the Little Golden Mountain Temple."

"The great immortal has been awarded."

Fahai took it unceremoniously.

"you……"

The immortal Panlong showed sullen expression on his face, "Little monk, you're pretty good at going downhill."

"What does Daxian say?"

Fa Hai pretended to be confused, "Could Daxian not praise me?"

"Little monk, watch and fight!"

Daxian Beaulieu didn't know how to answer for a while, the mana condensed the growth sword, and the long sword swung down like a white rainbow.

Fahai suddenly closed his hands together, pressed Jian Guang between his palms, and shouted, "Break this seat."

The majestic mana burst out, the light of the Buddha hit the sword light, the sword light instantly shattered and turned into nothingness.

"Dawei Tianlong, Blessed Earth-Zang, Prajna Buddhas, Prajna Bamakong!"

Fa Hai flashed away, his body flickered, and attacked the Immortal Panlong from all directions. Panlong Daxian is inevitable and can only choose hard block.

"Prajna!"

Fahai whistling away with his **** carrying the aura of fierceness, and directly poked at Daxian Panlong, blood on her shoulder suddenly.

Daxian Panlong stared at Fahai coldly, and the wound on his shoulder quickly recovered, "Little monk, I look down upon you. There is even a presence comparable to an immortal like you in the earth, and the magic power is so unpredictable."

"I never thought of being an enemy of Daxian, I just wanted to resolve the misunderstanding between Daxian and Yan Chixia."

Fahai answered Daxian Panlong's side.

Daxian Panlong took a deep breath, a bright smile appeared on his face, and the mana sword dispersed. She flipped the palm of her hand, and a cyan long sword flashed out. Suddenly, the fierce sword spirit swept across and pressed across all directions.

Talisman!

Fahai's eyes narrowed slightly, and the cyan long sword sacrificed by the immortal Benlong was a very powerful magic weapon, and the power it radiated was definitely not comparable to that of the magic sword. She is a disciple of Lingbao Tianzun, this artifact may have been given by Lingbao Tianzun, and should not be underestimated.

She has a killer.

She stared straight at Fahai, smiling like a flower, "This sword is called the Green Flood Sword, transformed by the blue flood dragon, and is a magic weapon given to me by Master."

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