Play as Fahai at the beginning of Xiuxian Battlefield

"Good! Good!"

Chen Fengxiao looked at the two of them, and then at Yan Chixia who was beside him, feeling even more certain in his heart.

From this point of view, this world probably has a very deep connection with "A Chinese Ghost Story".

Yan Chixia, Zen Master Baiyun, and Ye Zhiqiu... These are all people in the world, and they all play important roles in "A Chinese Ghost Story".

Now that there is decency, then presumably, the centipede spirit aliased as "Cihang Pudu" and the old black mountain demon should also exist.

"Hey, hey, little monk, you told us to come out and didn't speak. Could it be that you're playing tricks on us!"

Seeing Chen Fengxiao calling out himself and then standing there in a daze, Ye Zhiqiu touched his chin and said with some dissatisfaction.

"Little master, you'd better go quickly. Now that monsters are raging in the world, if one of these big monsters can be eliminated, one is the only one! It's better to return the world to a bright future as soon as possible!"

Yan Chixia, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, held up the wine gourd and took a sip of the wine, then wiped her mouth with her sleeve robe, looked at Chen Feng and said with a smile.

"Niu Dingshan has been dead for many years. What remains now is just his soul. The poor monk came here to send them to reincarnation!"

"Since a person is dead, it is like a candle that goes out, so why should you be so persistent!"

Chen Fengxiao shook his head, then he pointed to Niu Junfeng behind him, and said:

"This person has some fate with the little monk, so the little monk naturally wants to protect his life!"

"Oh, you're so young, you have a big tone!" Ye Zhiqiu laughed strangely: "Then let me see what skills you have to dare to stand up for the monster!"

After all, the mahogany sword behind Ye Zhiqiu flew out in the air, and was held in his hands by one of them.

There is a piece of yellow paper between the middle finger and index finger of the left hand, lightly wiped it on the mahogany sword, and let out a soft drink:

"Heaven and Earth are boundless, Qiankun borrows the law!"

"Tiangang Wulihuo, go!"

Then, a colorful flame exuding an extremely scorching aura spewed out from his palm.

Like a fire dragon, it came straight to Chen Fengxiao!

The fire dragon was coming fiercely, and at the same time, it was rolling in with a monstrous heat wave.

"Ahem...the old lady has caused trouble for Zen Master!"

Behind him, Zhao Qingyun's soul returned to his body, and he spoke with the utmost weakness.

At the same time, the strong twilight energy became even deeper.

This is a sign that the end is approaching, indicating that Niu Dingshan is no longer able to maintain Zhao Qingyun's extremely weak soul!

"Amitabha!"

"It's okay, it's okay!"

"Wait for the poor monk to drive them away, and then send the two to reincarnation!"

After finishing speaking, Chen Fengxiao stood the Zen stick in his hand on the ground with a "concrete", and then a faint golden light emanated from the Zen stick, covering Zhao Qingyun, Niu Junfeng, sister Yun, and the three of them.

"The poor monk is good at persuading you, but you are so stubborn! It's really bad for the poor monk to have a good temper!"

"Little Wulizhihuo dares to show off his power in front of the poor monk, you really don't know the heights of heaven and earth!"

"Scatter it to the poor monk!"

Facing the oncoming fire dragon, Chen Fengxiao did not dodge or dodge, squeezed the Jingshi Seal with his hand, and shouted angrily in a deep voice.

Then, everyone saw the giant fire dragon exuding a billowing heat wave, and suddenly dissipated completely out of thin air!

Only the still hot breath remained, proving that it once existed.

"Hmm! Buddhist mantra! You little monk has some skills! Let me meet you!"

Seeing Chen Fengxiao abandoning the weird golden Zen stick, the fat monk in yellow robe immediately stepped forward, stomping like a dragon and tiger, and charged towards Chen Fengxiao fiercely.

"Exercise the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kungfu in front of the poor monk, what a courage you are!"

Seeing the fat monk coming with great momentum, Chen Fengxiao sneered, and then stomped on the ground with the same right foot, causing vibrations in all directions for a while, and bursts of 'boom'!

"To suffer!"

The fat monk, who was halfway there, saw that Chen Fengxiao's kick was so terrifying, he immediately thought it was not good.

But the sword is out of the sheath, the arrow is out of the string, how can he turn back!

He had no choice but to grit his teeth, and at the same time urged hard qigong to cover his whole body, and watched Chen Fengxiao opposite him, like an ancient beast, slamming towards him violently!

"Fellow Daoist, show mercy!"

Seeing that the fat monk's situation was not right, the white-haired old man with the huge sword on his back immediately drew his sword and shouted at the same time.

"Bang!" A sound!

The three figures collided fiercely, and the earth and rocks collapsed in an instant, billowing smoke and dust filled the air, and even the surrounding ground was cracked inch by inch.

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The three figures collided suddenly, and for a while, smoke and dust rose everywhere, flying sand and rocks!

Immediately afterwards, two figures flew upside down from the smoke and dust, and crashed directly into the distant forest, causing a group of birds to flutter their wings into the air.

There was a sound of "Tat Tat Tat!"

From the billowing smoke and dust, the inaudible sound of footsteps stepping on the ground rang in everyone's ears.

Those around the scene are all masters who have practiced for many years, and their eyes and ears are naturally very strong.

After a while, a young monk wearing a white robe and a red cassock came out from the smoke.

His face is stern, his expression is resolute, and his clothes are spotless, like a fairy descending from the earth.

"How are you fellow Taoists! But there are still people who want to fight the poor monk!"

Chen Fengxiao walked step by step, the sky was drizzled, and there was complete silence in all directions.

"Even if the little master has a predestined relationship with this evildoer, is it too much for such a heavy hand?"

Yan Chixia, who was full of beards, held the wine gourd in her hands, frowned her bushy eyebrows, and said in a dissatisfied tone.

"Oh! Is it heavy?" Chen Fengxiao turned to Yan Chixia and asked.