Xianjun wants me to be his Taoist partner

The force of the long sword attack directly hit Han Feng to the stone wall. He spat out blood and sprayed the ground with a wow sound. It took several seconds to realize what happened just now.

Yan Shen Qinghuan in Lei Taizhong was still the same as the first time I saw him, the hair in red was not in any mess, but most of the sleeve of his right hand was torn, his posture was changed to Wei Buming's arms around his neck, Shen Qinghuan hugged someone in one hand and held a sword in the other.If it weren't for the flying sand, rocks and ruins around them, everyone would almost suspect that the attack just now was just an illusion.

The people who were fierce and fierce, fell silent for a while.

Is it because the other party is unscathed, is it because he was dazzled by desire, is it because Shen Qinghuan is stronger than he imagined?All in all, a sword master who likes to cut without damage has a great deterrent effect on them.

"Amitabha, why did Sword Master do this?"

When the two sides were silent, an old monk with an unknown appearance slowly walked out of the crowd.He glanced at Shen Qinghuan and sighed: "Jianzun is deeply affectionate, but he has to recognize the reality. Jianzun has always been No.1 in eliminating demons and defending Taoism, why is he so confused now."

"No." Shen Qinghuan looked at the monk, and said with a cold expression: "It's not the sword master or No.1. After that, it has nothing to do with me. In this world, there is only Shen Qinghuan."

The monk was taken aback when he heard the words, he looked at Shen Qinghuan at a loss for words.Because considering Shen Qinghuan's status, just now he didn't attack casually like a junior, but thought about what Jian Zun usually did, and tried to persuade him with kind words.He knew that the other party would not be easily persuaded by him, but he didn't want him to be so stubborn.

This is, even the name and identity are given up, are you going to give up everything together?This is really...

"Even so, you still have to leave the devil behind." The middle-aged man stroked the beard on his chin, put the whisk on his arm and said solemnly: "Regardless of whether Shi Fanglei has made a mistake or not, this person in front of me is the devil." I didn’t run away. If you have any objections, you can stay and discuss with us.”

Shen Qinghuan shook her head when she heard the words, looked at this old Taoist and said firmly: "No."

Without any hesitation, the tone was resolute and decisive. This word completely separated Shen Qinghuan from the crowd.The olive branch he threw was so ruthlessly rejected, the old Taoist was so angry that he snorted and held the whisk in his hand speechlessly.

"Then if this is the case, then Shen Qinghuan, you can stay with the devil!" Xia Qingshan shouted after taking the long sword handed over by his subordinate.

There is really no better opportunity than this. If he succeeds, not only will he be able to catch the devil, but he can also catch Shen Qinghuan, who is out of his mind. He hasn't encountered such a good deal for a long time.

He turned his head and looked at the two people with different expressions in the stands, and said, "Master, senior, Shen Qinghuan is now in a state of confusion, unable to get in, robbing and rescuing the devil, and then attacking and hurting him. The new Demon Lord. No matter what, we cannot let him go today!"

Han Feng, who was patted on the stone wall, was also struggling to get down at this time, and he didn't know how much Shen Qinghuan had a grudge against him. At that time, so many people were attacking, and he was the only one who was stabbed. It took half an arm.He glanced at the indifferent Xianjun and smiled wryly in his heart. He probably guessed where he had become enemies with him.

Clenching his right hand, the long steel-bone whip made a crisp sound in his hand. There were densely packed barbs protruding from the long whip's body. You don't need to attack. Just look at the cold light reflected from it, and you can guess whether it was hit on your body. How painful.

The two looked at each other, and shot again in a breath.The long sword illusoryly turned into hundreds of handles in the air, forming a circle that surrounded Shen Qinghuan without any dead ends. The steel whip cut through the air, and attacked Shen Qinghuan's hand holding Wei Buming with one hand.Seeing this, the elder Hu and Taoist, with a wave of Fuchen, it was Shen Qinghuan's other hand holding the sword that aimed at him.

Seeing this, the monk hurriedly said loudly: "Ling Yunzi!"

Ling Yunzi didn't stop when he heard the movements of his hands, he didn't look at the worried monk beside him and said, "Why! If we don't make a move now, we'll wait for them to escape and look for people all over the world."

With such a merciless mouth but behind everyone's back, he secretly explained to the monk's secret room via sound transmission: "I know you have doubts about Shi Fanglei's actions just now, and you also feel that Xia Qingshan's wanton killing just now is against the law. Morality. But right now, the old demon cultivator has made it clear that he wants to make friends with us and eliminate the estrangement between the two parties. Such a good thing of turning hostility into friendship cannot be in vain. If there are so many righteous powerhouses here, let Shen Qing After running away happily, what do you think the newly appointed Mozun will think of us."

"I know you cherish your talents, but we are still there. After we catch someone, we will be in charge, even if Xia Qingshan is arrogant, he will not dare to ignore our opinions. Do you understand?"

Jue Ji said Amitabha Buddha in his heart when he heard the words, everyone felt that his old friend was grumpy, but they didn't know that the more grumpy Ling Yunzi was, the more clear-headed he would be.This time, he thought more deeply than himself.

After closing his eyes and opening his eyes, Jue Ji didn't have any hesitation in his eyes anymore, he threw out a golden bowl with a soft chuckle, the bowl became two or three times bigger in the air, and golden lights shot out from the bowl, surrounding the entire venue, shrouded in golden walls.

As soon as the golden bowl is out, no one wants to enter or leave this place now, even if it is an instant body talisman, it cannot pass through this barrier.In this way, it really became a catch in a urn.

When Wei Buming saw that Jue Ji threw the golden bowl, he felt bad, after all, this magic weapon is quite famous in the world of comprehension.With the escape route sealed off, Shen Qinghuan still brought such an oil bottle with his spiritual power sealed up. It was simply wishful thinking to defeat all the monks and escape from this place under such circumstances.

"Shen Qinghuan, kill me." Wei Buming looked up at the beautiful jaw of the man in front of him with a smile and said, "You can't beat them, the old ones are old and there are young ones, they will fight slowly, waiting for you to consume them." With all our physical strength, neither of us can escape alone."

"Listen, I'm very happy no matter what reason you came to save me." Wei Buming grabbed Shen Qinghuan's sleeve and said, "So, that's enough. When you go out, remember to make three small graves to save me It's enough for the undead of three children."

He, Wei Buming, killed his parents and the whole city, and now Shen Qinghuan is the only one left.Whatever it is, he doesn't want to kill Shen Qinghuan too!

"Don't make trouble." Shen Qinghuan quickly took out a candy and stuffed it into Wei Buming's mouth, saying: "If you keep making trouble, there will be no more candy in the future."

He looked at the sword array above his head and said softly: "After we get out, we will kowtow and enter the bridal chamber. From then on, we will never be separated."

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In mid-air, countless long swords shot straight down from different directions at the same time. Shen Qinghuan held up a sword flower in his right hand and turned over the four long swords above his head, and then dodged sideways to avoid the swords at his side, but he didn't want a steel whip to catch him off guard. Hit yourself head-on.Under the reflection of the cold light, Wei Buming saw his own eyes through his face.After turning around, Shen Qinghuan pierced the long whip with a sword and pinned it to death on the ground. At the same time, he did a neat backflip in the air and kicked the long sword flying behind him.The sword turned around in the air, turned around and struck Xia Qingshan's face, streaking across his cheeks with blood beads.

Xia Qingshan's eyes widened: This man!

"cough."

Still unable to avoid all the long swords, Shen Qinghuan pulled out the sword stuck at his waist with one hand, bright red blood gushed out and soaked half of his clothes.The amount of bleeding could not be seen in the red clothes, but the smell of iron on the tip of his nose reminded Wei Buming all the time that this man was injured.

The attack would not stop because of Shen Qinghuan's injury, Ling Yunzi's whisk flew out from nowhere and directly wrapped around Shen Qinghuan's left hand that was holding Wei Buming tightly.As soon as Ling Yunzi exerted his strength, Fuchen supported Shen Qinghuan's body to stagger for two steps, and his left hand gradually lost strength. Seeing that Wei Buming was about to leave his arms, Shen Qinghuan simply picked up the long sword that was thrown on the ground and chopped off Fuchen.

"Snapped!"

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Han Feng took out the second steel whip from the spiritual object bag, and swung it on Shen Qinghuan's back. When the sharp barbs were detached, they scraped off a few strands of flesh. Shen Qinghuan snorted coldly. With a sound, he fell to the ground on one knee.

Under the stands, Qin Shutong tightly closed his eyes, and blood drops fell from his clenched fists to the ground.God knows how much effort it took her to hold back the desire to stop with a yell.

"Shen Qinghuan, let go." Wei Buming looked at the man whose forehead was covered in cold sweat and sighed.Ever since they met, this person had always been an image of a floating fairy in white clothes, but now because of himself, he had ended up in such a miserable state.

"Enough, Wei Huan."

"Not enough, be quiet." Shen Qinghuan gritted his teeth and exerted strength, staggering to stand up, he turned his head and glanced at the side of his waist that was still dripping with blood, and looked at the expressionless faces of everyone.

Ling Yunzi stroked his beard and said, "Hey... why bother?"

Shen Qinghuan and Xia Qingshan covered their bleeding cheeks with both hands, repeating three words in their hearts.

Really, how could he forget.Was it the Mo Yao Sect who took away their sect status?Of course it is, but the root cause, isn't it the bastard in front of me!Xia Qingshan looked at the man in front of him with red eyes, suddenly turned around and drew out his long sword, and flew towards Shen Qinghuan's neck.

If there is no Shen Qinghuan!Xia Qingshan gritted his teeth and said - it was impossible for Mo Yao to step on their heads.Without him!

The sword was merciless, shaking the ground in this place, attacking Shen Qinghuan with a cold killing intent.Ling Yunzi, who originally planned to persuade him with good words, was frightened by Xia Qingshan's sudden killing intent, grabbed the stone pillar beside him and barely stabilized his body, roaring:

"Xia Qingshan, what are you doing!"

Just before approaching Shen Qinghuan's body, the long sword exploded suddenly.In an instant, a heat wave swept the entire venue.The ground shakes, the stone steps move.

There were quite a few disciples who were lying on the ground without any resistance to Shen Qinghuan's spiritual pressure, but now the ground was rising and falling with flying sand and rocks, and many disciples could only watch helplessly as the rocks fell on them, helpless.Ling Yunzi groaned strangely, and could only distract himself with Jueji to save those unlucky monks.

Xia Qingshan stood still at the same spot, even though there was a gap the size of a bowl at his feet, he didn't respond, and he couldn't hear Ling Yunzi's roar and couldn't see the commotion in the venue.He stared fixedly at the center, waiting for the smoke to clear away.

Then...Shen Qinghuan disappeared into the venue out of thin air.

Thousands of miles away, in the deep mountains and old forests, a white light suddenly illuminated the entire plain.The animals that had been resting around were all frightened and ran around.The white light flickered twice and disappeared in this world, and two figures in a state of distress suddenly appeared on the flat ground.Fortunately, being held tightly in Shen Qinghuan's arms, Wei Buming escaped the fate of zero-distance contact with the ground.

However, he didn't have time to lament his luck. Looking at the bloody young man under him, he gritted his teeth and rolled over to the ground. While wiping the sweat from his forehead, he placed his head on his knees.

"Shen Qinghuan, Shen Qinghuan!"

Shen Qinghuan moved her eyelids twice upon hearing this, but she couldn't open her eyes.It's still too much to fight against the elite of the cultivation world with one person's power, not to mention that he cares about the integrity of a famous family, so it's not easy to kill him.Not only the siege just now, but in fact, he suffered some internal injuries during the chaos led by Han Feng at the beginning, but he didn't show it because of the situation.

In fact, if it wasn't for Xia Qingshan's attack that disrupted the venue at the end, causing Jueji another momentary opening, allowing Shen Qinghuan to find a gap and use the instant amulet to escape from the venue, he wouldn't even know how to escape.

However, he escaped at last.Shen Qinghuan was speechless, finally she could have a good rest and sleep.

"Shen Qinghuan!"

Wei Buming patted his cheek, but he couldn't wake this person up.In a panic, he lowered his head to see the spiritual object bag on his waist, and impatiently urged the spiritual vein to force out the spiritual power left in the corner.He swallowed his blood and opened the spiritual bag.But what was placed inside was full of sour fructose, longan and lotus seeds.

Wei Buming's heart ached and he couldn't say anything.

On the border of the Demon Realm, at the Hanfeng Palace, countless servants in black robes are scrambling to put out the fireworks.For some reason, flames erupted from the corridor wall for no reason, sweeping the entire garden along the corridor, and there was a tendency to spread outward.

No one knows where this strange fire came from, but from that day on, a rumor began to spread on the border—four ink-colored giant dragons, dragged a girl out of Hanfeng Palace, and disappeared into the sky.

There are even strange rumors that the girl's appearance is [-]% similar to the long-disappeared Mo Xue!

The author has something to say:

I wonder if you still remember Mo Xue who was locked in the secret room.

The hint of her escape has been written in the previous chapters.

Mo Xue is a very smart woman, if she wants to, she can turn the evil world upside down

Especially after she didn't die until the demon king

But Wei Buming originally just wanted Mo Xue to live well.

He never thought he'd make it out alive.

The two meet, maybe life is hard, but with the one I love

No matter how bitter the days are, they are sweet

It would be good for them to find a mountain forest to live in seclusion.

If the villains are just these few people...