What a group of arrogant monster monks!

Mu Feng was shocked and angry, and his blood and energy were rolling in his body. When he was about to give the other party a fierce counterattack, he suddenly remembered his father's words.

If you want to take revenge, you have to overcome your fear, arrogance, and impulse first!

Although these demon monks in front of you are hateful, they may have a fierce battle and a strong enemy will be formed after a moment of impulse.

Calm down, be sure to be calm!

Mu Feng repeatedly advised himself in his heart, snorting coldly, and taking the initiative to take the initiative to take a half-step and give way in a low-key manner when the other party's finger was about to press up.

“Huh…”

The woman wearing a monk's robe and a big hat on her head screamed unexpectedly and looked at Mu Feng up and down.

This is the first time she failed to make a move since she stepped into the downtown Jiangling Prefecture. Along the way, although she met many practitioners, Mu Feng was the first to come back to her senses in the Deadly Sacred Shrine and take the initiative to dodge!

Buzz, Buzz...

After a brief accident, the woman in charge led everyone to continue walking forward.

When he passed by, Mu Feng heard a low buzzing sound again, but there was no longer the feeling of sudden aggravation just now, like a muffled thunder blew in his mind. It sounded faintly, as if it were just an ordinary Buddhist Buddhist sacred sound. If it weren't for the moment of experiencing the shock, he would never have thought that this faint sacred sing would be so terrible.

Who are these women?

Where to come from and where to go?

What exactly is inside the sedan chair and why is it so tightly covered?

Looking at the many women passing by, Mu Feng frowned and secretly guessed their identities. After getting closer, he vaguely heard a few coughs coming from the sedan chair.

Just as I was about to stop the well from overflowing the river, suddenly, I saw a haggard and staggering woman walking out of the crowd, holding a few months old baby in my arms. Maybe I was tired of walking, maybe I was exhausted from taking care of the children, and I didn't realize the weirdness of these women, and I hit them straight.

An adult suddenly suffered from the terrible Sanskrit sound and became an idiot. How could a newborn baby bear it?

"careful!"

Mu Feng shouted loudly, and the ignorant woman was about to be in danger, her pupils were tightened, and she was shocked.

In an instant, it was too late to rush over and pull the woman holding the baby away. Without time to think too much, he suddenly swelled the essence and blood of the ancestor witch in his body and clapped three palms in a row.

Bang, bang, bang...

Three palms in succession looked dull, as if Mu Feng was just alone applauding and welcoming. But in the ears of many strange women, it felt extremely uncomfortable.

The sound of these three palms was not very loud, and there was no invisible soul attack, but the rhythm was just right, interrupting their Sanskrit singing. The buzzing sound like a mosquito suddenly came to an abrupt end! In an instant, the world seemed to be purified suddenly.

The woman in front of the woman stretched out her slender fingers as usual and pressed on the eyebrows of the woman holding the baby, but her mouth, which had been constantly opening and closing, suddenly stopped. The woman who was pressed by her finger obviously shook her figure, but unlike other passers-by, she did not fall to the ground and did not lose consciousness in an instant. On the contrary, she subconsciously screamed, as if she had been in a daze, and only then woke up.

Sound attack!

When I miss Jing Wushuang, Mu Feng would read the ancient book "Previous Life and Present Life" and touch the breath she left on this ancient book. In order to one day, one day, he would also read some music books, while practicing. Although he was not proficient in music, he finally understood a little. At the critical moment, it happened to come in handy.

Before he could rush over to rescue, he simply took a detour and interrupted the terrifying Sanskrit singing of these women!

"Who are you... and why do you stop our Saint Lord Baixiang Mountain?"

The woman in the lead suddenly turned around and stared coldly at the tall Mu Feng.

Without her orders, the many women accompanying each other raised the Buddha dust in their hands and looked at each other coldly. In an instant, the murderous aura in the air was awe-inspiring, and yellow leaves fell from the big trees beside the road. The people around them shrank their necks and shivered. It seemed that the temperature suddenly dropped, and from late autumn to the cold winter.

"Absurdly, this is the downtown of Jiangling Prefecture. It's not your own Baixiang Mountain. Who is blocking your way?"

Mu Feng was calm and composed. He didn't want to do anything, but since the matter had happened, he would never avoid it and let these demon monks continue to do evil. Looking at the woman in the murderous intent, he continued to say lightly: "There are many people on the road, so just squeeze it in order to hurry up. However, as a practitioner, he secretly attacks ordinary people who are incapable, which is wrong. I can ignore your Baixiang Mountain so domineering. But as a student in the academy, I must not let you do so in the foot of Xiangshan Mountain in our academy in broad daylight!"

"Yes, I'm wondering why these people look weird, not like ordinary Buddhists."

"That's right, you see, some people fell to the ground, but they still couldn't come back to their senses. I don't know what kind of damage they had been! Fortunately, they happened to meet a college student in the academy, otherwise more people would be in trouble!"

"Demon Monk, this must be a group of demon monks from the barbaric land!"

...

Under Mu Feng's reminder, the onlookers quickly reacted and surrounded these strange women and pointed at them.

"Xiangshan Academy?"

The woman in the lead had cold eyes. She had just passed by her. Now she realized that Mu Feng was wearing a standard robe from Xiangshan Academy. The cuffs were embroidered with the logo of the Four Books and Three Swords. She was obviously not an ordinary student. In an instant, her eyes became colder and colder, and her momentum was imposing. "Four Books and Three Swords, what an outstanding college student, no wonder she has such ability. However, our Baixiang Mountain and your Xiangshan Academy have never been in conflict with the well water. Even your palace master Ye Beigong dared to collide with our Saint Lord. Young man, are you looking for death?"

The woman in the lead took a sudden step while talking. Suddenly, the sound of the Buddha dust in her hands stood up high, and a huge wave of power burst out from her body. With a clatter, the passers-by watching around her, all the robes on her body were all windless, and her hair was raised backwards.

In an instant, from the practitioners with great cultivation to ordinary passers-by, they all felt a strong danger and quickly retreated. Some smart people even acted at the opportunity, hid far aside and watched from a distance in the shop next to the road.

"What a big tone. Although I am just an ordinary student who has just joined the academy for a short time, I have a humble strength, but I also understand what justice and shame are. Since you don't repent and are aggressive, let me experience it. You Baixiangshan is powerful!"
Chapter completed!