At this time, Murong Bingyan was also looking up at Fahai, and the two looked at each other, and they were immediately embarrassed, and hurriedly avoided each other.

Fortunately, Fahai had a big face, but he was embarrassed for a while, so he reluctantly let go of the rich warm jade in his hand, and instead wrapped it around Murong Bingyan's slender waist, and at the same time used the method of transmitting sound into the secret and said awe-inspiringly, "It's a matter of urgency, don't blame the junior sister, shhh~they're coming~"

Seeing that Fahai loosened her chest like no one else, and hugged her waist again, Murong Bingyan couldn't help but blush-red again, full of shame and indignation, and when she heard Fahai's righteous and awe-inspiring explanation, her heart was barely more comfortable, and she was about to quietly remove his claws of Lushan, but when she heard Fahai's warning, she suddenly didn't dare to move again, reluctantly leaned on Fahai's broad chest, and followed Fahai's line of sight to peek out.

At this time, the five Demon Sect disciples with the big banner had already drifted out of the forest, but they did not leave, but lined up, and the ten eyes shot out a glittering demonic light to patrol around like a searchlight, and finally froze far away on the tree where Fahai and Murong Bingyan were hiding.

"How can a mere nine-rank sword cultivator escape the eyes of this throne? Come out, little girl! For a demon disciple who had rubbed half a pound of fat powder on his face, he waved the big flag in his hand and shouted proudly towards the hiding place of Fahai and the two.

Now that he was seen through the form, Murong Bingyan, who had a strong personality, no longer hidden, forcefully pushed away Fahai's hands, jumped forward, and stood on the top of the tree again, with a graceful posture, a jade face with frost, and beautiful eyes like a sword, and the five Demon Sect disciples confronted each other from afar.

Seeing this, Fahai shook his head helplessly, and also jumped forward, stood on Murong Bingyan's side, opened the Law Eye, and probed the cultivation of these Demon Sect disciples.

This exploration, Fahai couldn't help but be secretly frightened, four of these five Demon Sect disciples cultivated to the middle and upper grades of the ninth grade, and for that one, they were even more full of demonic energy, and they couldn't see through the reality at all, and it was estimated that they had to have at least eight grades of cultivation.

Originally, according to Fahai's habit, since these Demon Sect disciples didn't see through his traces, there was no need to talk nonsense at all, and they just ran away secretly, but at this time, the beauty was on the side, even if they knew that pretending to B was struck by lightning, they had to put it on, and they ran away again.

"Little monk, you didn't even run, haha, great!" When the Demon Sect disciple saw Fahai's figure, he was stunned for a moment, and then he was overjoyed and laughed loudly.

"Hmph, why did the poor monk run?" Fahai snorted coolly, put his palms together, and said awe-inspiringly, "The evil demon is outside, and everyone will be punished!" The poor monk is just doing the right thing for heaven! ”

"Demons? You little monk really has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, my Moon God Sect is the number one sect in the Western Regions, and our Holy King is the number one master in the world! This seat is one of the seventy-two orders under the command of the Southern Banner Envoy of the Divine Sect, and it is a great honor for you to come to capture you and others in person this time!! ”

When the Demon Sect disciple heard this, his eyes immediately flashed with a demonic light, and he said proudly, waved his hand, and said in a dark voice, "Brothers, tell them about our rules!" ”

As soon as the words of this Demon Sect Commander fell, the four Demon Sect disciples behind him suddenly moved, the rabbit rose and fell, suddenly the harrier turned over, and suddenly the meteor caught the moon, and with the red flag in his hand flying in the wind, there was a sound of thunderstorm in the sound of hunting wind.

"For the Heavenly Walker, kill!"

"Those who keep the right and ward off evil spirits, kill!

"Dignified, kill!"

"Those who oppose the cult of our gods, kill, kill, kill!"

After the shouting, the Demon Sect Commander once again said loudly with pride, "Do you know our canons this time?" ”

After glancing at Murong Bingyan in the same bad cold, he shook his head helplessly and asked, "What else do you not kill?" ”

The Demon Sect Commander suddenly smiled mysteriously, and said to Fahai Rou, "Those who return to the Divine Sect, don't kill!" ”

"Amitabha, the poor monk is a disciple of Dalin Zhengzong, this female Tanyue is also a descendant of the Jiangnan Gusu Sword Sect, the Tao is not the same, do you think we may submit to you?" Fahai whispered a Buddha horn, and said lightly while secretly accumulating mana.

"Of course it's possible, I'll tell you that the rules of the Divine Cult are to let you understand the benefits of joining my Divine Cult, and you can kill whatever you want, whatever you want!"

The Demon Sect Commander said hesitantly, "I don't care if you are a bullshit Dalin Temple or some Gusu Sword Sect, if it weren't for Her Royal Highness the Princess who wanted to take you as a slave, this seat would have killed you with one palm, how could I talk nonsense with you here?" ”

"Take me as a slave?"

Fahai was inexplicably strange for a while, and when he saw Murong Bingyan's beautiful eyes looking at him playfully, he suddenly became a nameless fire, and shouted, "Ami, you are a Buddha, the poor monk will accept a few of you demon cubs first!" ”

"The light of the Buddha is shining, the light of eternity, the pure dharma of nirvana, the emptiness of the horn!!"

With the Sanskrit chanting, the Fahai monk's robe was windless and automatic, and the whole body was full of light, and the mana that had been accumulated for a long time surged out, turning into a rain of crystal swords along the mandala seal, and shooting at the people of the Lunatic Worship Sect, which was bound to wear them into a sieve.

As soon as he pointed out, it was a scene of sword rain, which was exactly what Fahai was best at, and the flick of his fingers was stunned!

"Unsheathed!"

With a cold and delicate sound, Murong Bingyan also made a move, and a green light shot out from the scabbard, turning into a straight rainbow, stabbing straight at the Moon Worship Sect's order with a bone-chilling frost.

Although Murong Bingyan's attack is not as powerful as Fahai's, the sword cultivation's swordsmanship is known for having a reputation for breaking ten thousand laws with a sword, coupled with the Qingshuang Ancient Sword, in terms of attack power alone, Murong Bingyan's sword is still above Fahai's scattered Doro sword fingers.

"The light of rice grains also dares to compete with Haoyue? Red Phosphorus Ghost Flame!! ”

The Moon Worship Sect Commander grinned disdainfully, and the red flag in his hand suddenly waved forward, dancing a phosphorus and fire red cloud, mixed with a faint thunderous sound, and suddenly the sky was dark, and the ghost cried.

This phosphorus fire red cloud encountered the countless sword rain shot out by Fahai, and in just a moment, it wrapped the sword rain, and the red cloud shrank and expanded, and the sword rain in the sky suddenly disappeared without a trace.

"Eight Divine Powers?!"

As soon as the connoisseur makes a move, he will know if there is one. As soon as the power of the Red Phosphorus Ghost Flame appeared in the Demon Sect Palm Order, Fahai had already determined that this Demon Sect Palm Order with a fat face was a dignified and honest eight-rank master.

Seeing that the red phosphorus ghost flame engulfed the sword rain and wrapped the flying sword towards Murong Bingyan again, Fahai hurriedly shouted at Murong Bingyan, "This is the eight-rank divine power, quickly collect the sword!" ”

"Good devil, take the poor monk and punish the evil with a snap!!"

Taking advantage of the moment when Murong Bingyan pinched the sword and closed the sword, Fahai condensed the mana of his whole body and threw out a huge sword of telekinesis, which shot towards the red phosphorus ghost flame that was chasing the flying sword like a cruise missile, and then, without waiting for Murong Bingyan's flying sword to return to the sheath, he forcibly stopped her by the waist and picked her up, and cast a flying heavenly trick, and her body soared into the sky, and fled to the south like a lightning bolt.

If you can't beat it, you can run, which has always been Fahai's code of conduct. Although he has two hundred years of mana and eighteen sandalwood prayer beads in his hand, which is enough to fight to the end with this eight-rank demon sect commander, but this kind of stupid thing that only pays and has no gain and will stab the hornet's nest, he will not do it if he is killed.

"Want to run?" Seeing Fahai and the others fleeing, the four Demon Sect disciples wanted to wave the banner and chase after them.

"No need to chase!"

The Moon Worship Sect Commander Yin Yin stopped with a smile, and looked at the sword of mental power that was struggling to get rid of the phosphorus and red clouds, "The sword of mere nine-rank mental power can last so long under the eight-rank divine power of my two Jiazi cultivation, this little monk is really not simple, no wonder the princess values him so much......"

"Order, let's let them go so lightly, if the princess blames it, we can't afford to ...... guilt"

"It's okay, our seventy-two orders under the Southern Command have already laid a net in the Black Wind Mountains, where can they go?" The palm commander was extremely calm, and he said hesitantly, "Our task this time is to show the signboard, as for how to accept him, Her Royal Highness the princess has already considered it all, and this is not what we need to know." ”

……

Fahai's escape was amazing, and when he flew with a person in his arms, he was even three points faster than the flying sword behind him.

Forcibly held in Fahai's arms twice a day, Murong Bingyan didn't know what it was like in her heart, she complained that her cultivation was too low, and she complained that Fahai was too arrogant, she looked up at Fahai with a resolute face, and felt that she shouldn't think so, but ...... Why did his big hand on his hips always grip so tightly......

In short, Murong Bingyan was very conflicted in her heart, the only thing worth comforting herself was that Fahai was a monk, since he was a monk, he was naturally empty, and he would not deliberately be light if he obeyed the precepts, right?

"Senior Brother Cang, let me down, I can fly with a sword myself."

After flying fifty miles away, Murong Bingyan finally spoke cowardly, but her tone was less cold and hard, and more resentful.

"Shh~"

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