Quickly wear! Bind to the scumbag transformation system

The ending sound is elongated, and the lazy tone seems to be smiling, with a hint of unconscious temptation.

At that moment, the faces of many people in the lobby of the inn changed, and their eyes were filled with ambiguous greed and filth.

The second disciple of Qingshan Sect, Wu He, was the most skilled martial artist in the sect besides the eldest disciple Qi Tan. He was the first to come to his senses and his eyes became stern:

"Devil, you actually want to use witchcraft to control our noble and upright sect. You are really dreaming."

Upon hearing this, the red-faced disciples behind him immediately became furious and pointed their swords at Shen Yutang:

"Devil, don't try to deceive us. Today, you will pay for Brother Ding's life."

“Hahahaha… witchcraft?”

Shen Yutang was originally sitting there lazily and casually as if he had no bones, and now he was laughing so hard that he was bent over, his voice full of arrogance and unruliness.

This posture frightened everyone, and no one dared to step forward for a while.

After a moment, Shen Yutang gradually stopped smiling, his eyes were cold and arrogant with a hint of disdain:

"What a prestigious and upright sect, they are just a bunch of useless people who say one thing and mean another"

As soon as these words came out, Wu He and the others immediately felt ashamed and gnashed their teeth and said, "Shen Yutang, you can't leave today. You'd better surrender quickly."

After saying that, he led the Qingshan Sect disciples to form a formation. More than ten people surrounded every corner where Shen Yutang could leave.

"Hmph, a bunch of trash, aren't you afraid of embarrassing your leader Qi Xiu by coming out? That's right, an old trash with a bunch of little trash, what a great Qingshan Sect!"

Wu He was furious when he heard this and stabbed forward with his sword.

The sword energy was so strong that it brought about a sharp wind that blew off the veil on Shen Yutang's face. Everyone saw a flash of light before their eyes, and before they could see clearly, a scarlet figure leaped up and disappeared in the inn after a few jumps.

A provocative voice came from the air: "If you want to die, follow me."

Wu He was a reckless person and couldn't stand being provoked, so he rushed out with a group of disciples.

He was completely unaware that the two disciples who had just blocked Shen Yutang's way had already died. At this moment, he fell to the ground stiffly, raising a cloud of dust.

The people in the hall were horrified and immediately stopped thinking about going out to help Qingshan Sect catch the demon.

The two people on the ground had purple faces, without any external injuries. A brave knight stepped forward to check and was shocked:

"He actually had his heart meridians severed by a palm strike from a distance, and we didn't even see how he did it. Shen Yutang's internal strength is so terrifyingly high."

Everyone was terrified when they heard this, and they broke out in cold sweat. Fortunately, they didn't show off their bravery just now, otherwise...

After looking at the two people on the ground, this group of gangsters hurriedly dispersed, making the excuse that they had something to do.

Yu Fan also wanted to leave. As soon as he stepped out of the door, he heard a buzz in his head:

"Host, the system has triggered a new mission. The target of the mission is the Demon Cult leader Shen Yutang. The goal is to stop him from killing, and it would be best if you could persuade him to take the right path."

Yu Fan: “…”

Say goodbye and continue to lift your legs and walk in the opposite direction.

003: "Host, this is just a weak current. Strong and repeated currents will cause loss of health. Please do not resist the mission."

Yu Fan's face was cold. After struggling for a moment, he turned around and walked back sullenly, complaining:

"You also saw the skills of that beautiful leader just now. I think you don't want to reform me, but to kill me."

003 ignored the strange feeling of the word "beauty" and said in surprise:

"Host killed so many people in his previous life. Isn't he a skilled martial artist? In this life, he has inherited all the skills from your master. Don't worry."

Yu Fan remained silent, he suspected that the ball was mocking him. Who told you that Flower Monk was so skilled in martial arts? He was just playing dirty tricks and playing tricks.

Because he did not abide by the rules and regulations, he was expelled from the temple by the abbot very early in his previous life, and his martial arts skills were only mediocre, otherwise how could he have been killed by someone seeking revenge?

The old man Yu Cheng did give him a lot of internal energy, but he didn't know how to use it at all.

While thinking, Yu Fan walked to the top of a mountain, where disciples of Qingshan Sect were fighting fiercely with Shen Yutang.

However, Yu Fan saw clearly that the leader of the evil cult was just playing tricks on them.

Wu He fell to the ground with his butt sticking out, and a mouthful of mud. A disciple nearby was dizzy from Shen Yutang's shadowy figure, and he turned around in circles and then fainted.

"Oh, I'm a little tired of playing."

Shen Yutang suddenly swung his long sleeves, hitting the two people behind him in the face. The two people's eyeballs popped out on the spot, and they fell to the ground vomiting blood and died.

Fan was not given any chance to stop it. In just a moment, all the disciples of Qingshan Sect died at the hands of Shen Yutang, leaving only Wu He.

Wu He was in a dishevel, his hair crown had fallen off, and he sat on the ground with disheveled hair. He stared at Shen Yutang who was walking towards him with horror and kept backing away.

He was really afraid of death. He looked at his fellow apprentices who were already dead on the ground, and quickly stood up, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed and begged for mercy:

"I, I won't dare to do it again, never again, please spare my life, Master."

There was a flash of murderous intent in Shen Yutang's eyes, and he was about to kill him with his palm. Suddenly, he felt a pain in his tendons, and his blood and energy reversed, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Wu He knelt on the ground trembling with fear. He felt something was wrong for a long time. He looked up cautiously and saw that veins on the demon's forehead were bulging and blood was coming out of the corners of his eyes. It was obviously a sign of being possessed by a demon. He was immediately overjoyed and slapped his palm towards the man's heart.

Fortunately, Shen Yutang tried his best to dodge, and the fatal palm hit the shoulder.

Shen Yutang staggered backwards and suddenly bumped into someone. At this moment, he could no longer lift his arms, so he just turned around and looked up.

Wu He no longer looked like a jerk begging for mercy, and shouted coldly, "Who are you?"

After saying that, he picked up the sword on the ground, raised his hand and used the sword energy to cut off the hat.

The face under the bamboo hat shocked Wu He and even Shen Yutang.

A monk, and a very handsome monk.

His face is deep, his eyes are as bright as lotus flowers, and he looks elegant and graceful. The ordinary white robe he wears looks so holy and solemn, with a hint of nobility, which makes people want to worship him.

Wu He originally thought that he was Shen Yutang's helper, but Yu Fan's appearance was too deceptive, so Wu He put his hands together and walked over:

"Master, I'm sorry for offending you just now. This is the leader of the Demon Cult, Shen Yutang. He has gone astray and cannot use force at this moment. We can just capture him..."

Before he could finish his words, Yu Fan took out a wooden stick from behind him and hit him on the head. Blood dripped down the bridge of his nose, which showed that he was ruthless.

Wu He's eyes were full of disbelief before he fainted.

Shen Yutang also found it incredible. He bit his tongue and tried his best to stay conscious:

"Why are you helping me? What's your purpose?"

Yu Fan put one hand around his waist and raised the other hand: "Amitabha, one thought can make you a Buddha, one thought can make you a devil"

Until Shen Yutang lost consciousness, all he could see was Yu Fan's compassionate eyes.