After hearing Xiao Xiao's words, everyone had different reactions.
The demonic energy in Feng Ning's hand disappeared, and Yuan Xuan also put away the flying knife in his hand.
Only Zhen Wen frowned, and when he spoke again, his tone was not very approving, "My Lord, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If you miss this opportunity, you will never have it again.
Fortunes are sought in danger! That person... may not be next to you. "
Hearing Wen 놌 say this, the Demon Lord hesitated again.
There are three possibilities before him now.
First, he was beaten up by Mingri and seriously injured.
On the first day, he was ambushed by the evil fairy while on his way to a fight and was seriously injured.
Third, he beat Mingri violently to avenge his previous humiliation, severely injuring Mingri, then killed the poisoned Wuchen, and finally took the relic and left.
But according to his own judgment, the third possibility is extremely low.
Unless...someone can help him catch tomorrow.
"I'm going to kill Wuchen first. You help me delay until tomorrow." Feng Ning turned and instructed Wen.
Wen: Let him go to fight against Mingri Layman? Is he worthy?
Wen was still very self-aware and said hesitantly, "My Lord, this subordinate cannot do it."
He estimated that he would not last even one round before being chopped down by the sword.
Feng Ning frowned, "It was you who suggested that you take action, but you couldn't even delay tomorrow for a moment. What's the point of me raising you? You might as well be fed to the demon snakes in the Ten Thousand Demons Cave."
Zhen Wen felt wronged and asked him to help him, but Ming Ri Jushi...
It is obvious that you, Demon Lord, cannot defeat Mr. Mingri, but you insist on making things difficult for him.
As expected, the greatest ugliness of human nature is not selfishness, greed, hypocrisy, or arrogance, but making things difficult for others.
Is it easy for him to make a living?
"I really can't do it. I will die. If I die, there will be no one to give you advice."
That's true, it's a pity that Wen died like this.
That’s it!
Demon Lord Feng Ning suddenly made a move and attacked Wuchen who was healing Wuxu below.
"You have no moral principles and are actually trying to launch a sneak attack!" Xiao Xiao's mind moved, and he directly summoned the invisible force to transform into a transparent round shield to cover himself and Wuchen.
Feng Ning secretly thought it was a pity, and then what greeted him was Yuan Xuan's flying knife.
The Demon Lord summoned the magic sword from the opponent, which met the opponent's flying knife, and the two collided with a ding-dong-dong sound.
"Tomorrow, is your knife rusty? Or are your injuries too severe?"
Feng Ning actually had an illusion that he could beat Mingri.
Just as he finished speaking, a flying knife broke through his defense and stabbed him directly in the chest.
Feng Ning: !!
This was like a signal. Other flying knives broke through Feng Ning's defense one after another, piercing Feng Ning into a sieve from different angles.
Blood dripped down the opponent's clothes and onto the ground.
"Is this what you wanted? Are you satisfied?" Yuan Xuan asked indifferently.
He had simply used the flying knife to stop the opponent before, intending to cause a big commotion and attract other people from Wuxiang Temple, and he did not use the way of destiny.
However, Feng Ning seemed to want to test out the power of his flying knife, so he had to let him beg for it.
Feng Ning: "Tomorrow, you will still be so annoying."
He is just a sorcerer, but his fighting ability is so high.
Feng Ning moved, and the flying knives that were stabbing at him were all knocked out.
The wounds on his body also healed quickly.
Just now, when so many flying knives attacked, Feng Ning subconsciously protected his vital parts, so although the injuries seemed serious, they were actually not serious.
The 괗 people were just making a small fuss and didn't do anything serious.
"Tomorrow, you must stop me, right?"
"At another time, in another place, I would not take action. But not now. Feng Ning, do you really want to force me to kill?" Yuan Xuan said, and with a wave of his feather fan, the long river of destiny appeared again.
Many stars appeared before the crowd, like a dream.
Feng Ning clenched his hands tightly, his face looking very grim. "Tomorrow, how many life points do you have left to waste? Are you willing to waste the few life points you have left on me?"
Shouldn't this longevity be used on that evil immortal?
Then the two of them fought each other and both died.
Why did Asuka want to kill him?
"That depends on how much of my life force you can waste, Demon Lord." Yuan Xuan smiled faintly.
Demon Lord: Thank you for the invitation, he doesn't want to try.
Damn it, how can we get him off the stage now?
He is so frank, doesn't he have any dignity?
Hiding behind the Demon Lord, Wen curled his lips. He knew that you couldn't beat Mr. Mingri, and he wanted him to go up before.
For some reason, Wen felt as if he had lost to Xiao Xiao by more than one margin.
You also have to think about how to get out of this situation safely.
He is so difficult~
The scene became stiff for a moment.
"Yuanxuan, don't be impulsive. An immortal has warned you not to use the way of destiny to kill people again." Xiao Xiao quickly sent a message to Yuanxuan.
Yuan Xuan tilted his head slightly, blinked his right eye at Xiao Xiao, and replied, "I scared him."
Feng Ning still knows something, he is most aware of current affairs.
Xiao Xiao breathed a sigh of relief. That’s good.
The demonic energy here quickly attracted the attention of other Buddhist practitioners in Wuxiang Temple. Not long after, an elder came over with a group of people.
"Why did the Demon Lord dare to break into my Wuxiang Temple and injure my disciples? This is a place for Buddhists to practice Buddhism. How can you, evil demons, run wild here?"
Seeing the people from Wuxiang Temple coming, Yuanxuan finished his practice and handed the person over to them.
Seeing Yuan Xuan stop, Feng Ning breathed a sigh of relief.
"Humph, is Wuxiang Temple a great place? I can break in whenever I want, but do I need you to inform me in advance?"
Yes, Feng Ning was angry again. He was not afraid of the bald donkey in Wuxiang Temple at all.
"Form a formation!"
At the elder's command, a group of monks surrounded the Demon Lord with sticks in their hands. All of them were stacked up like Arhats, chanting Buddhist scriptures. Suddenly, a huge golden Buddha statue appeared behind them.
At the elder's shout, a group of monks, armed with sticks, surrounded the Demon Lord.
They looked solemn, muttering to themselves, and the sound of Buddhist scriptures could be heard all the time.
A moment later, they flashed and performed the method of stacking Arhats, with the shadows of their sticks intertwined, like an indestructible fortress.
At the same time, a bright light appeared behind them, and a huge golden Buddha statue slowly emerged.
The Buddha statue is tens of feet tall, solemn and dignified, and exudes a majestic aura.
"The Formless Arhat Formation?" Feng Ning uttered the name of the formation.
The Wuxiang Temple's Arhat Array is also famous in the cultivation world for its strength, and is specialized in defeating evil cultivators and demon cultivators.
Hearing the name, Wen began to worry. He approached cautiously and said, "Demon Lord, how about we first..." Retreat.
The Demon Lord sneered, "Stand back, I'm going to start a killing spree~"
Wen swallowed the rest of his words silently and left.
The Demon Lord is good at everything, but why can't he recognize his own strength?
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
