Lord Priest, your Daoist Gu is acting like a demon again

Chapter 152 Salvation ([-])

"Fuyi, do you know that what you are helping is the evil spirit that killed your daughter! This time helping the female murderer, is it worthy of the tragic death?"

"My lord priest is old and dizzy. The person in front of me is my family, Qingqing. It's just a girl's [-]th transformation. No matter how stupid this king is, he will never fail to recognize his own daughter."

Those who knew Lord Feng at the scene finally knew what it meant to open their eyes and tell lies.He actually shamelessly told them that she was his daughter, and that she could be his grandmother at the actual age of a fallen demon priest.

Feng Ruoshui said dangerously: "So you insist on going against me?"

Lord Feng dismissed it with disdain: "I don't care what you are doing to get rid of evil spirits, but if you want to bully the princess of the king, you have to ask the sword in the king's hand if you agree!"

"kill him!"

At this time, Feng Ruoshui no longer cared about the blood relationship, and directly issued the killing order.

And Lord Feng is not inferior in the face of the siege of many monks.

Under the flying smoke and dust, the seal was broken, his white hair turned blue, and his spiritual power soared to the sky.

Only then did the world know that this old prince who has no grace and likes to bully others is actually a nine-foot tall, handsome and masculine handsome man with extremely aggressive eyes.

These are not important, what is important is that he is actually a monk at the beginning of the god rank!That is a realm that many people may not reach for hundreds of years!

The prince who was hiding in the dark was also shocked.Lord Feng's appearance is exactly the same as Qingqing's father in the dream!Once again, he couldn't tell the difference between dream and reality.

But the point that is not entangled is that such a strong old man can hold back and not kill him, it is really because of Qing Qing's face.He survived being punched by a god-level monk, and he can probably boast for a long time in the monk world when he goes out.

A 500-year-old peak of the heavenly rank, with a strange yin and yang, said: "Heh, a monk at the beginning of the god rank? Indeed, he has the capital of arrogance. But we have some monks of the god rank here. Boy, why are you crazy!"

"Oh, really?"

Even the voice of Feng Wangye, who reversed his youth, changed a little at this time, his voice was low and wild, his long hair was flying, he was dragging his knife, and his eyebrows were full of disdain, "I haven't exercised my muscles and bones for a long time, come if you have the guts. Kill one, kill a group , the same concept. I don’t mind the trouble.”

"Bastard!"

The more than 500-year-old peak of the heavenly rank was furious instantly, quickly formed a seal, and a terrifying thunderbolt gathered in the palm of his hand, and it was getting bigger and bigger at the same speed as a snowball.

"Oh, thunder method? This king can do it too. Old man, look at it, this move is called five thunder strikes!"

Lord Feng smiled wildly, and raised his hand, the sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and in an instant, five divine thunders fell from the sky, smashing the 500-year-old heavenly monk who was doing the practice with the thunder in his palm, and the flags and drums were stopped, and the drums stopped on the spot. cross robbery.

"Old man, be careful in your next life. Don't make the prelude too long. You will be very risky when you encounter a quick-tempered enemy like this king."

The heavenly cultivator, who was still breathing, vomited blood directly from the anger, suppressed by thunder and anger, and did not know whether he was alive or dead.

Another monk attacked from behind with a sword, but was blocked by Lord Feng with a backhand with a knife. He cut off his head instantly, and blood sprayed three feet high from his neck.

"Back then, I worshiped the old Taoist priest as my teacher because he wanted his lightning skills to be strong. In fact, practical knives are my specialty."

Someone among the monks immediately recognized Lord Feng.

"Swordsman! Be careful everyone! He is the mysterious swordsman back then!"

"The mysterious swordsman who destroyed the Demon Sword Sect and became famous for a while! Didn't he disappear and search for traces! He didn't die!"

Lord Feng's saber flashed across, and many people were cut in half again.

"I said don't talk nonsense in a fight. It's easy to die."

"Bastard!"

Seeing his confidant disciple being brutally murdered, the master of a sect directly erupted with spiritual power and slashed with his sword, but was chopped into pieces by Lord Feng, and his own head was also decapitated.

"Killing people requires strength. Have you seen it clearly?"

The suzerain who was hacked to death said not to ask him, all he knew was that his mouth numb, his neck felt cold, and then his head fell off.There is no fancy casting style, just one knife, and he is dead.

All the monks: "Too much bullying!"

Prince: "..."

He felt that his father-in-law would feel more if he had a cigarette in his mouth at this moment.It would be great if he had a mobile phone live broadcast, his name would be, Domineering President Kills People Online, if you have the guts, come here!But it's not good to think about it, if Qingqing knows that her father is so violent, it's not good to leave a shadow.

And Yuexi also flew to the execution platform smoothly because of Lord Feng's magical soldiers, holding back those monks who prevented her from saving people.And under the suppression of huge spiritual power, the blazing real fire of the sun was instantly extinguished.

The sword light flew over, and the chains binding Yue Wuxia and the others were cut off one after another, and the stone pillars collapsed.

Although Yue Wuxia had already read about Yuexi's life a thousand times in books.And she herself, he had also been together for a while.But now that all the camouflage was torn away, and he saw the real Priest Huiyue, he was at a loss for a while.

"Master Priest!"

Huiyue's disciples were very moved.

"Sorry, I'm late."

Yuexi looked at the familiar pale cheeks in front of her, feeling guilty.Because of her, they suffered so much and almost died, but they still wanted to call her "Master Priest".She really didn't face them.

The priest actually apologized to them.But it was obvious that they failed the priest, they failed her promise, they failed to keep their home, and left her to suffer humiliation and die alone, but when they needed her most, she knew it was a trap, and she still refused to turn back to the rescue.What qualifications do they have to deserve it, Mr. Priest's apology.

Soft spiritual power enveloped the seriously injured bodies of Yue Wuxia and Nan Zhiyi, as if the moonlight was shining on the earth.

Spiritual power is like this, it can kill people, but it can also save people.

Priest Huiyue came here to save her believers. From the moment she appeared, no one was allowed to hurt them!
"Oh, it's really touching!"

Holding the scepter, Feng Ruoshui gracefully stepped down from the high platform.

"My lord priest, you've been fighting all the way here. I'm afraid your spiritual power will be exhausted. You can still use your power to heal their wounds. You are ready to die here together. ?"

(End of this chapter)