Chapter 89 Ji is here, who dares to bully my Qingyun disciple?
"Whoosh!"
The bright sword light fell.
The next moment, the mythical beast Kui Niu let out a painful roar:
"Moo——"
The roar was accompanied by thunder.
In an instant, there were lightning, thunder, and strong winds near Liubo Mountain, and the whole world seemed to be in panic.
Such a scene.
Everyone was stunned immediately.
They were not only surprised by Ji Changfeng's strength, but also surprised by another thing...
"Brahma Prajna! What he just used is my supreme Buddhist teaching, Brahma Prajna's unique skill!!"
Some Buddhist disciples recognized the spell Zhang Xiaofan had just cast.
That dazzling Buddha light.
Isn’t it the Supreme Heart Dharma Brahma Prajna of Tianyin Temple? !
As soon as this statement came out.
Everyone around him looked over in unison, and even many people from the Demonic Path looked surprised.
What's going on?
Why do the disciples of Qingyun Sect understand the supreme mental method of Tianyin Temple?
Could it be...
A disciple of the Ghost King Sect smiled "hehe", he hid behind and said calmly:
"Oops! Why do the disciples of Qingyun Sect know the core skills of Tianyin Temple? Could it be that... this person is an undercover agent sent by Tianyin Temple?"
“Hiss—it’s really possible!”
"It makes sense! It makes sense!"
Many people in the demonic path laughed.
They don't take it too seriously.
Everyone is there to support the fire.
Sure enough.
Following the fire from this group of demonic people.
The disciples of Qingyun Sect and the disciples of Tianyin Temple immediately confronted each other...
Some people even looked at Zhang Xiaofan with strange eyes.
"Amitabha!" Dharma Xiang clasped his hands together, lowered his head and said nothing, silently reciting Buddhist sutras in his heart.
"Shua——"
This moment.
Everyone on both sides of good and evil stopped fighting.
Qinglong and others looked at the scene in front of them with great interest.
Venerable Dali of Buddhism frowned slightly. Although he was not from Tianyin Temple, he had worshiped Brahma Prajna for a long time...
Considering that Zhang Xiaofan is from Qingyun Sect.
Venerable Dali didn't say anything in the end. He silently clasped his hands together and recited a Buddha's name in a low voice.
I want to see how Qingyun Sect will handle this matter.
Tian Buyi frowned slightly.
He looked at Zhang Xiaofan with a gloomy expression, his eyes full of anger, after all...
Secretly learn the core skills of other schools.
This is a grave sin!
Suru frowned slightly, looking at Zhang Xiaofan with a little worry.
"Hoo——"
Tian Buyi took a deep breath.
Just when he was about to stand up and speak.
Cangsong Taoist on the side suddenly pulled him and said in a slightly calm tone: "Leave it to Junior Nephew Changfeng to handle it."
"???"
Tian Buyi glanced at Cangsong Taoist with some annoyance.
I thought to myself, this is none of your business!
But before he could get angry, Taoist Cangsong whispered again: "Brother, the head master already knows about this matter, just leave it to nephew Changfeng to handle."
Hearing this, Tian Buyi was shocked.
His eyes flickered slightly, and finally he fell silent.
"Boom——"
now.
Thousands of people quickly mobilized and the dragon cauldron suppressed Kui Niu. Then he joined the four holy envoys and stood aside and ate the melon with interest...
His eyes glanced around Zhang Xiaofan, and finally settled on the fire stick in his hand.
The eyes of thousands of people narrowed slightly.
He turned his head and whispered a few words to Qinglong beside him.
Hearing this, Qinglong raised his eyebrows slightly.
He followed the gaze of thousands of people and looked over, and couldn't help but feel shocked in the end.
"Shua——"
Qinglong stood up and lit the fire. He pointed towards Zhang Xiaofan and said, "The magic weapon in this little brother's hand seems to be a bit special? That stick is like the legendary soul-stirring stick, and the magic weapon wrapped on it is A bead..."
"It seems like the blood-devouring bead, my magic treasure?"
As soon as this statement came out.
All the disciples around, whether they were from the righteous path or the demonic path, were shocked.
They all looked towards Zhang Xiaofan.
His eyes were full of surprise.
It’s like——
Are you actually a spy of the Demon Cult?
yes.
If he wasn't a spy from the Demon Cult, how could he have obtained the Blood-devouring Bead?
A demon sect disciple laughed and said: "Is this little brother a disciple of my holy sect? He was sent to be an undercover agent in Tianyin Temple and then sent to be an undercover agent in Qingyun Sect?!"
The other demon sect disciples around laughed. Many righteous disciples looked at Zhang Xiaofan suspiciously.
Of course, most of them are Buddhists.
"Amitabha!" Dharma Xiang lowered his head silently and did not say a word from beginning to end.
"Bang——"
Faced with the doubts from his fellow righteous disciples and the ridicule from the demon sect, Zhang Xiaofan trembled all over. He let go of the fire stick in his hand, lowered his head and did not dare to look at the people around him...
He even dared not go to see the senior brothers at Dazhu Peak.
"Whoosh!"
Just then.
A bright sword light rose into the sky.
The indomitable momentum suddenly broke out.
Ji Changfeng gently raised his sword and swung it. A huge sword energy directly killed all the disciples of the Demon Sect who opened their mouths and opened fire...
In an instant, the whole place was silent.
Ji Changfeng ignored the astonishment of everyone around him.
He just turned his head slowly, looked at Zhang Xiaofan calmly, pointed to the fire stick on the ground, and said:
"What are you doing?"
Hearing the inquiry, Zhang Xiaofan trembled slightly.
He thought Ji Changfeng was asking about the blood-devouring beads, so he just lowered his head tremblingly and said nothing.
Ji Changfeng frowned slightly and said coldly: "This thing is a magic weapon given to you by my Patriarch Qingyun, and you just threw it on the ground?"
"Pick it up for me!"
Hearing this, Zhang Xiaofan raised his head blankly.
He looked at Ji Changfeng with tears streaming down his face, his lips moved slightly, and his body trembled: "Senior Brother Seventh..."
"Xiaofan." Ji Changfeng sighed softly. He came forward, patted Zhang Xiaofan's shoulder gently and said:
"You have to remember that Dazhu Peak and Qingyun Gate will always be your strongest backing, and I am here..."
"Who dares to bully my disciple Qingyun?!"
"Boom——"
The words just fell.
The huge sword intent soared into the sky and went straight into the sky.
Everyone around him felt tingling all over his body, as if there was a sharp sword hanging on his neck.
The young man in white holds the sword with one hand. His figure is tall and straight, his eyes are like torches, his thick black hair is flying, and the strong sword intention surrounds him.
Zhang Xiaofan trembled slightly.
He looked back with some feeling.
He saw Song Daren, Du Bishu, Tian Linger, all the disciples of Dazhu Peak, as well as Lu Xueqi, Wen Min, Lin Jingyu and other Qingyun disciples all standing there silently looking at him.
The last one.
The master and his wife looked at him, and even Master Cangsong stood there quietly.
This moment.
Zhang Xiaofan felt touched.
"Yes, Seventh Senior Brother!!"
He wiped his tears and said loudly.
Then, regardless of everyone's attention, he firmly picked up the fire stick.
Because he knows it in his heart.
There is no need to be afraid, Qingyun Sect, Dazhu Peak, and Seventh Brotherhood will be his strongest backers!
"Shua——"
Ji Changfeng's sharp eyes looked at the Dharma in the crowd. His tone was calm, but it was full of obvious murderous intent:
"Junior Brother Faxiang."
The sound of "Junior Brother" immediately made Dharma Xiang tremble slightly.
He clasped his hands together, chanted the Buddha's name, stood up slowly, and said, "Senior Brother Ji."
Ji Changfeng said calmly: "Not long ago, the master's uncle had compiled a letter and sent it to the head of Puhong of Tianyin Temple, about the matters in Caomiao Village..."
"You Tianyin Temple still owe me Qingyun Sect an explanation."
"Amitabha."
Dharma Lian hurriedly lowered his head and said nothing.
"Cao Miao Village? What do you mean?"
The people around were slightly stunned.
Zhang Xiaofan looked stunned.
Lin Jingyu in the crowd suddenly raised his head, his eyes fixed on the Dharma image: "You did it..."
"Did you do it?!!"
Incredible questioning sounded.
The faxiang's lips wriggled slightly.
In the end, he chose to remain silent.
"What's going on? What's going on? Who is the murderer who destroyed our Caomiao Village?!"
Lin Jingyu roared.
He held his sword and wanted to rush out.
But he was stopped by the fellow disciple beside him.
"Let me go! Let me go! Who is it? Is it you? Is it you!!"
Lin Jingyu's eyes were red.
"Impossible..." Zhang Xiaofan stood there blankly.
Ji Changfeng stood in front of people.
He pointed at himself, then at Zhang Xiaofan, and finally at Lin Jingyu, and said slowly:
"I, him, him, and everyone in Caomiao Village will be waiting for you at Qingyunmen, and you will wait for Tianyin Temple to come over and give us an explanation."
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