Give the world of mixed martial arts a little bit of the shock of the Thunderbolt Monk

On the east side of the city, people affected by the Mida Killing Curse were placed here. In addition to the unknown energy-blocking barrier that was originally designed to protect ordinary people, this time everyone also arranged personnel to protect them.

"Why can't I go there?"

Uh...it's just that the personnel arrangement is rather special. Most of the people performing protection tasks here are non-Buddhists. For example, Shu Twelve, Ding Junheng, Zhixin, Yan Wushang, etc., so the atmosphere here seems to be more... active.

"After all, this is a Buddhist formation method. Except for a few necessary people, we don't need to go."

Ding Junheng looked at Yan Wushang who was walking around irritably. Is this guy really ignorant or pretending to be ignorant? No matter how the Buddha's Heavenly Refining Technique is modified, it is still a means of special attack against demons. If you, a demon king, are mixed in, this formation will most likely be able to track the enemy and target you.

Moreover, in the eyes of the Desire Realm, it is believed that demons and demons should join him in opposing Buddhism. Zhi Xin and Yan Wushang are one demon king and one demon king. After all, their identities are too sensitive.

"If you don't want to be here, you can go back to Baiyao Road."

Zhixin didn't give the noisy Yan Wushang any good looks at all. Ever since he heard that he couldn't join the formation, this guy had been walking around anxiously, with his dazzling red and yellow clothes dangling in front of his eyes.

"Hmph, then why don't you go back to your Tianyan Demon City?"

As the ruler of the same arrogant clan, Yan Wushang will also not give in to Qi Xin's words. These two kings get along with each other every day. They recognize each other's fighting power, but at the same time they look down on each other's thinking mode.

Zhixin: I can't even hold on to a single Shang Yingluo, and I can't think calmly when I'm in a state of turmoil all day long. I was fooled by San Yu Wu Meng Sheng's few words and I didn't even realize it. I'm such an unruly, stubborn child.

Yan Wushang: He keeps silent day by day, looking like he is invincible in the world. When his parents come, he becomes normal inexplicably, and even his own son cannot control his secondary disease.

"I'll add it again."

Seeing the sparks popping up in the eye contact between Zhixin and Yan Wushang, Duan Junheng stepped in between them with an arrow, turning his back to Zhixin and facing Yan Wushang, successfully blocking the two from looking at each other again.

"Hehua is the one who manages Tianyan Demonic City now. Zhixin stopped living there a long time ago."

Therefore, Yan Wushang's argument is not valid. If Zhixin wants to go back, he has to go back to the bardo realm with him. Dang Junheng remembered that the reason why he came out to swim in this muddy water was because the unfilial son Zhixin suddenly ran out!

"What does that have to do with me, and you, the spirit hunter of the Bardo Realm. If you hadn't held the emperor hostage to order the princes, I'm afraid the Bardo Realm would have been in chaos at this time."

However, Yan Wushang himself didn't care much about these details, he just wanted to make the other party choke.

"……in the end……"

Hearing Yan Wushang's obviously annoying question to him, Duan Junheng finally couldn't help it. He calmed down and took a deep breath.

"Who is spreading rumors that I am holding the emperor hostage to order the princes?!"

Enough, really enough! Who started this outrageous saying of “holding the emperor hostage to command the princes”? He, Junheng, was such an amiable, handsome, and suave father. Ordinary people would not be able to find him with a lantern.

You can't just spread rumors about the Bardo just because it's far away and it's hard to find the entrance!

"Although King Zhou's death was indeed a bit tragic at that time, the other party deserved it. Although Ling'er was indeed supported by me, this child was originally the next ruler. I just played a role in stabilizing the situation. .”

"Also, Ling'er was raised by me to be fat and white!"

So who was responsible for coercing the emperor to order the princes? Let him come out and let him demonstrate to this person what the "Spirit Hunter's sense of oppression" is.

"So, it's like the early regency?"

"That's not true. The regent in the early stage was Ling'er's mother, the Zeng family... Why did you even come here to ask?"

Ding Junheng responded to the other party's questions based on conditioned reflex, but halfway through he felt something was wrong. This was not Yan Wushang's voice.

Then he turned around and saw a light-blond head. It turned out that this question was asked by Shu Twelve. But why did this kid come to join in the fun?

You know, among this group of noisy children, Shu Twelve is simply a well-behaved child, the second best-behaved child that Junheng has ever seen.

"I'm just a little curious, because Ling Shou's evaluation from the outside world is actually not very good."

"what!"

Hearing this, Duan Junheng covered his heart and took a few steps back in shock. If Zhixin hadn't stopped him behind him, he might have been able to take a step back.

"Who is ruining my reputation?"

"Second words are often absurd."

Feeling that Dang Junheng was still trying to fall back, Zhixin used his arms to push him back.

"Have you not seen the filth in this world before?"

Zhixin's tone was deep, as if he meant something.

"Zhixin, although I understand what you mean, it's better to use the word 'dirty' sparingly, as it can easily attract bad things."

"The harm of rumors is indeed an extremely terrible thing."

After listening to Zhixin's words, Shu Twelve seemed to have remembered something, and sighed along with him.

"Even in today's Killing Island, there are still voices of dissatisfaction."

"Hmph, whoever dares to spread rumors should just go and teach him a lesson."

"Ha, the Holy Infant Lord is really kind."

"Being reckless is of no use."

"What did you say?!"

Yan Wushang finally understood that it was impossible for him and the Demon King to get along. How could the Buddha of Heaven give birth to a son with such a personality!

"...Why did you turn back again!"

Dang Junheng finally extinguished the sparks between the two naughty children. Seeing that the topic had changed, why did it come back again?

"I can't control it any more, Master Buddhist Sword, please take a look over here!"

In fact, everyone knows that if they are all non-Buddhists, there will be too much uncertainty, and there will be no one who can take over with the army stationed in the east. Therefore, several Buddhists are still arranged here, including Buddhist Sword Fenshuo, Yehu Zen, Mu Lingshan and Quechen Si.

Yehu Chan and Mu Lingshan went to pick up Ying Chu Maitreya together. Because they were not sure whether Chu Maitreya would still be alive when they went there, they had to bring a doctor with them. They have not returned yet.

Que Chensi was talking to the general in charge of the army at the side. The only one who was idle and had the strength to manage people was Fo Jianfen.

"Amitabha, what is the matter with the spirit hunter?"

When he heard someone calling him, Fo Jianfen said that he really came over.

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Seeing Duan Junheng wielding the Buddhist sword separately, the doubts on Yan Wushang's face almost overflowed. He wouldn't really think that Dang Junheng was stupid just because he looked unattractive. This old fox was so mean to have been in a high position for so long.

"What are you going to do, old boy?"

"Have you ever heard of some strange rumors about me, Buddhist Sword Master? Needless to say, I used the emperor to control the princes."

"...Do you care that much?"