Mo Qianyu was dumbfounded when he heard Yan Hongye's scolding.

He forgot one important thing. This girl Yan Hongye looked young, but in fact she was the strongest person in the Xuanxin sect and one of the few who was qualified to practice the mysterious secrets of Xuanxin.

With Yan Hongye's cultivation and eyesight, how could he not see that Mo Qianyu was secretly trying to do something wrong?

This is great...

Mo Qianyu really stole the chicken but lost the rice, and he completely offended the two major forces of Yinyue Dynasty and Xuanxin Zhengsong.

"What the hell! What nonsense is this??"

"Who are you provoking? I helped Yan Hongye with good intentions, but this little girl doesn't know what to do!"

"It's over now. The two major forces are offended together! It's really awesome...!"

Mo Qianyu looked at Yan Hongye, who looked unhappy in front of him. He wanted to explain, but he didn't know where to start.

The other party was very good at blaming him for all kinds of crimes. Qianyu was also a little annoyed.

Seeing that the Buddhist master remained silent, Yan Hongye thought that he must be a thief with a guilty conscience and dared not speak. He smiled coldly and continued to sarcastically say:

"President Fahai, don't think you can get away with it by not saying anything and just pretending to be dumbfounded."

"You indulged the evildoers, let go of seven generations of enemies, and committed such a heinous crime. It's too many to describe!"

"Today, I, Yan Hongye, was seriously injured, so I can't fight with you. But you can run away, but the monk can't run away from the temple. Let's see you at Jinshan Temple in the future!"

Faced with Yan Hongye's repeated attacks, Mo Qianyu felt a surge of unknown anger in his heart. His face darkened and he retorted dissatisfied:

"What kind of bullshit seven-generation grudge? Is she the beautiful lady just now? I don't think she is a monster at all?"

"Besides, even if she ran away, she still has a relationship with the poor monk? It's not that your Mysterious Heart Secret Technique is ineffective. It is no match for the Seven Nights Demon Lord's sky-cutting and sword-drawing skills."

"How come? Now you want to put all the shit on the poor monk's head?"

"Fuck you, this poor monk's good intentions are not rewarded. You little girl bites Lu Dongbin and doesn't know a good heart."

"You try to use Xuanxin Zhengzong to suppress me again? Do you believe that this poor monk will attack your Xuanxin Zhengzong alone now and teach you the true Dharma of Buddhism!?"

"Okay, you're really annoying, Gungun! Disappear from the poor monk immediately. I can't help but want to slap you in the mouth!"

In response to Yan Hongye's continuous harassment, Mo Qianyu was filled with unknown anger. He raised his right hand as if to perform a "cracking" palm technique.

Once his stubborn temper started to rise, it didn't matter how powerful the forces behind Yan Hongye were. Anyway, the girl already hated herself from the bottom of her heart, and it was useless to explain any more.

In this case, nice words don't make sense, and Mo Qianyu is too lazy to warm up to the other person's cold ass. You don't like me, and I don't like you.

Anyway, I have already offended the Yin Yue Dynasty, and if I offend another Xuan Xin Zhengzong, one good and one evil will be in perfect balance!

What's the big deal? Anyway, I don't belong to this era. I have to return to the planet Sorensen eventually, so what's the harm in having fun?

Yan Hongye's eyes showed extreme disbelief. She was almost doubting life. Looking at Master Fahai of Jinshan Temple in front of her, she didn't understand why Fahai suddenly became so irritable and even uttered curse words...

"Fahai, you... are simply a scum of Buddhism. As a holy monk, you regard Buddhist precepts as nothing. Aren't you afraid of the Buddha's punishment?!"

Yan Hongye's temper was not as stubborn as Mo Qianyu's. When she saw the Buddhist monk raising his hand to strike, she raised her face high. Although the injuries on her body were not minor, the words in her mouth were not serious at all.

soft!

Yan Hongye acted like a dead pig not afraid of boiling water, and Mo Qianyu was immediately generalized.

After all, Yan Hongye is just a young girl. A good man will not fight with a woman. Even if Qianyu is furious, he cannot hit a woman...

Just when Mo Qianyu didn't know how to end it, several spells suddenly dropped from the air and struck him from behind.

"Ba Ni Mami Hum, wind, fire, thunder and lightning!"

As a spell sounded, several spells in the air suddenly turned into fire swords and lightning, piercing all the vital points of Mo Qianyu's body.

"Huh? This is...Kunlun's Taoist magic? What evil happened today...Why does everyone want to bother me for a while?"

"The power of this spell is too unpopular. I'm afraid it's only the lay disciples from the outermost sect of Kunlun who use this spell."

Mo Qianyu waved his hand impatiently, as if he was driving away mosquitoes.

A golden Buddha's light bloomed from behind Qianyu, and those fire swords and electric lights were contaminated by the golden Buddha's light and immediately turned into ashes.

"What! Is this the magical power of Buddhism? Monster, you dare to steal Buddhist magic weapons, you are so cowardly!"

A surprised voice came from a dark corner not far away, and then the owner of the voice seemed to be afraid of exposing his hiding place, so he kept silent and hid his breath.

The next second the man spoke, Mo Qianyu had already locked his position.

Qianyu flicked out a golden Buddha light, and a big tree in the distance exploded.

A boy in his twenties flew out of the tree and fell heavily to the ground.

The young man had a handsome face, held a sword made of copper coins, and had an extraordinary temperament. However, the Taoist robe he was wearing was really tattered, and was no better than the beggars on the roadside.

That young man is obviously just a slovenly wandering Taoist priest. Judging from his appearance, he must not have practiced the superior magical powers of Kunlun, so it is natural for him to be weak in cultivation.

The Taoist priest's face was pale. He was obviously frightened by Mo Qianyu's methods, but he still mustered up his courage, raised his magic sword and pointed it at Qianyu, loudly asking:

"What kind of evil spirit are you? How dare you steal Buddhist magic weapons?"

"Look at Pindao's methods, I want you, a monster, to show your true colors!"

The Taoist priest held a magic sword in his right hand and made a magic formula with his left hand. A large number of spells flew out from the sleeves of his Taoist robe.

"The magic spirits of heaven and earth are as urgent as laws and regulations, driving away ghosts and exorcising demons!"

As the magic sword in the Taoist priest's hand flew up and down, the Taoist mantras on the talismans all over the sky were suddenly inspired.

The spell transformed into a sea of ​​lightning and fire in mid-air, shrouding Mo Qianyu with a terrifying momentum!

Facing the Taoist priest's attack, Mo Qianyu had no expression on his face and said nonchalantly:

"Little Taoist, your attack has no power at all. It's only superficial, but empty inside."

"It's a good way to scare laymen and scare ordinary little monsters."

"It's not good enough to display one's ugliness in front of a poor monk."

"With your cultivation level, you still dare to go out and wander around without being eaten by monsters. It's a great blessing for your cultivation in your previous life...!"

Mo Qianyu stretched out his right hand and made a stroke in the air. The sea of ​​lightning and fire in the sky instantly dissipated into nothingness, and all the spells spontaneously ignited and turned into ashes!

"Haha...that's it? A little trick from a street gangster??"
Chapter completed!