"Kill well, kill wonderfully, and kill like a croak."
"I didn't expect that this kid like you actually killed one of the eight high-ranking demon clans, a direct descendant of the Fan family... My dear, monk, I really didn't lose my sight."
Just when Fen Ao decided to go on a killing spree and kill Bai Hu to become the human saint, the fat monk had escaped from the entanglement between the Kaiyu tribe and the Shui tribe in mid-air and appeared in front of Fan Ao out of thin air.
"Smelly monk, after you have obtained the Holy Weapon, is it possible that you still have to interfere with the affairs between this Holy Soldier and them? You...you must not bully others too much."
Fan Ao looked at the monk angrily and shouted angrily.
This monk's strength was clearly far superior to that of the three strong men present. He could actually escape from the entanglement of more than ten people from the three tribes. If he really interfered, he would not be able to do anything to the other party.
"What does it mean that I have obtained the Holy Weapon... This thing has a strong demonic aura. The monk did it to prevent you from being fascinated by the monster. It's like the monk is greedy for treasures."
"Why...don't believe it?"
"Hey, the monster has confused your sanity. No matter whose hands the holy weapon falls into, that person will only die. If you don't believe it, the monk will hand over the holy weapon to you. See if you can hold it?"
The fat monk took out the Holy Weapon Flying Sword and waved it in front of Fan Ao, but Fan Ao hesitated at the moment when his heart moved and did not step forward to catch it.
indeed……
Although the holy weapon is good, it is a hot potato. No matter who gets it, the masters of the three tribes will not give up. Once it is besieged by many people, who is there who can be like the monk and remain safe and sound until now?
Regardless of the human race or the demon race, each tribe in the Yu clan has different factions. Even if they are now unanimously facing the outside world, Fan Ao has no guarantee that the other powerful demon clans will sit back and watch the holy soldiers refined by the Peacock Great Sage fall.
In your own hands.
"Hmph... Even if what you say is reasonable, this human boy must avenge himself for killing my beloved son." Fan Ao said coldly.
"Sorry, you really can't avenge this."
"Why?"
"Because... the monk has a fate with this boy, and plans to ordain him and become a little monk." The fat monk looked at Ye Feng with a smile, with an ambiguous expression on his face.
"..."
As soon as these words came out, not to mention Fen Ao, even Ye Feng, Bai Hucheng and others were stunned.
Originally, Ye Feng was very unhappy with this monk, but this man's strong cultivation and his willingness to save him still made Ye Feng feel good about him.
But... get tonsured and become a little monk...
I am not ready to be a monk.
"Ba... Master's kindness, I accept it with my heart, but my fate is not over yet, I'm afraid..." Thinking of this, Ye Feng scratched his head and spoke.
"Haha, it seems that you are wishful thinking. Since this boy is not willing to become a young monk, then... don't interfere with the affairs of my Golden Winged Brahma Clan." Fan Ao laughed unruly.
Initially, the fat monk was not angry when he was declined by Ye Feng, but when he heard Fan Ao's happy smile, his face darkened: "Humph, what if the Buddha wants to take care of it?"
"you……"
Fan Ao was furious.
It's just that this monk showed such a powerful ability that he was afraid of it.
"Forget it, Bald Donkey is deliberately stirring up trouble. Brother Fan can't fall for his trick. Why don't you... wait for that person to arrive before causing trouble for them again." Seeing Fan Ao looking furious, the other demon clansmen
The masters looked at each other.
Someone came forward to dissuade me.
When he heard them talking about "that one", even though he was as powerful as Fan Ao, he couldn't help but have a look of fear in his eyes.
That person has some connection with the Peacock Monkey King, and the Demon Palace has sent him a message. I believe he will arrive in a short time. If something goes wrong because of him, there will indeed be many troubles.
Thinking of this, Fan Ao could only snort coldly and put back all the demonic energy in the sky.
Seeing their unwilling backs, Ye Feng heaved a sigh of relief and couldn't help feeling secretly happy.
This is the power of the strong.
All principles and righteousness are nonsense.
Big fist is the biggest truth.
The fat monk didn't look down on them either. He looked at Ye Feng with a kind face and played with the flying sword he had just captured.
As for the other water tribe and feather tribe masters, seeing that the demon tribe has ceased its activities, it seems that they can't help this strange monk who appeared out of nowhere, so they can only angrily acquiesce to the fact that the holy weapon has been taken away.
The monk laughed twice, saw Ye Feng looking at the holy weapon in his hand, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Little donor, I have long said that you and I are destined, you think about it, if you are willing to ordain, wait until the Buddha removes the hair from this flying sword.
You Qi, how about I give it to you?"
Give it to yourself?
Feeling a little bit of the holy power revealed in the holy soldiers, Ye Feng couldn't help but feel a move in his heart.
The strength of this monk is indeed beyond imagination. If it were a little normal, it would not be a big deal to worship him as a disciple. But... I want to ordain myself and become a monk...
Forget it, forget it.
"Master, you should keep it for yourself. This thing is a hot potato. If you give it to me, it will easily lead to anger."
Ye Feng shook his head.
He didn't know the details of the fat monk, so he said here that his destination was Xuan Yizong, one of the three major sects of the human race.
The fat monk felt a little unhappy. He glanced at him and said, "Who dares to fight for the things that the monk gave you? Hum, the monk will protect you, the little guy, so why do you have to worry about these ghosts and monsters?"
Although this monk had an eccentric character, his actions at the critical moment also made Ye Feng a little more favorable to him.
But if Ye Feng is asked to become a monk, he will never go.
At the moment, he didn’t want to continue to get entangled. He smiled and shook his head and walked towards Bai Hucheng. In front of him, Bai Hucheng and the Lord of Star City had already appeared.
Seeing that Ye Feng was fine, Star City Lord and Zhong Li looked at each other, and in a tacit understanding, they both breathed a sigh of relief.
But offending monsters like Fan Ao still gave them a sense of foreboding.
"It seems that Ye Feng...has been targeted by the demon clan."
Zhongli sighed helplessly: "Brother Ye killed Brahma in public in Endless City, and today he killed another demon king. Naturally, he will be regarded as a serious problem by the demon clan. City Lord, maybe we are involved this time, isn't it?
A smart move."
Star City Lord nodded.
There is nothing we can do about it now. If we go back now, we will definitely be chased and killed by the demon clan.
"The demon's cultivation has survived at least two heavenly tribulations, and his strength is far superior to mine. Right now... we can only let Ye Feng follow this master for the time being. Only under his protection can the demon clan not dare to act rashly." Bai Hu
Cheng also pondered and said.
Just as he finished speaking, suddenly, violent fluctuations of energy came from the horizon.
Five figures flew through the sky.
These five figures all have wings on their backs and are flying in the air. They look very much like the Yu tribe, but their faces are gloomy and evil, and they are very different from the graceful and elegant appearance of the Yu tribe.
Especially the one in the middle, the wings on his back are covered with scales, and his waist is even weirder, with several large pythons that are about ten feet long wrapped around him.
The five people flying over at this moment seemed to combine the characteristics of the demon clan and the feather clan, which made everyone present feel a little weird in their hearts.
"The Quetzalcoatl?"
The fat monk raised his head and uttered three words. A rare hint of caution appeared on his fat face that was always smiling.