Fairy, I really am a villain!

At the moment when the horse's hoof stepped on the edge of the open space, the surroundings suddenly lit up with golden Buddha light, and the sounds that should have been loud and clear now sounded like melodious chants -

"Enemy attack! Quickly retreat and protect Lord Hu!!"

As the reins were pulled, the formation of the crowd suddenly changed, forming a circle to surround the carriage, and arrows flew in all directions.

However, the Buddha's light on the open ground paused, and all the arrows were deflected, and then laughter rang out in the air, saying: "Donor Wenxuan, why do you have to act like this?

Almost everyone knows that you risked your life to deliver a blood letter on behalf of Governor Hu. What is there to hide?

If you want to catch us off guard, then you are looking down on me and others."

As he spoke, the Buddha's light twisted into a tall human figure.

He has delicate and feminine features, a hairless head, and a gentle smile on his lips, which makes him approachable and even makes you feel light and airy when you listen to him speak.

Maitreya teaches Buddhist disciples Xuanxi.

"Oh, I am really unhappy to be praised by a bunch of rats like you!"

boom!

Before he finished his words, the carriage that was surrounded in the middle exploded with a loud bang, emitting a stream of sword-like energy.

The invisible force between heaven and earth gathered towards it, and in an instant it dispersed the Buddha's light and turned into a several-meter-long blade that slashed down.

The righteous spirit has a natural advantage over the evil spirits and monsters!

"Good sword skills!"

The Buddhist disciple threw the rosary in his hand, which grew dozens of times in size against the wind and immediately covered the tip of the knife. Then, three halos lit up behind his head, and he formed a seal with his left palm and chanted.

Then the Buddha's light around him was drawn over and became stronger for a moment. With just a strong squeeze, the sword energy was crushed into pieces!

"Six-in-one Demon Sealing Formation? What kind of deal did you make with Shaolin?!"

Such a simple move was broken. Wang Wenxuan narrowed his eyes, looked around, and found that the surroundings were full of Buddha's light.

They have been covered by the formation.

At this time, he realized that the open space was deliberately left for them to see, to make them alert and not move forward, so that they could "actively" stay within the range of the formation!

"Buddhism and Taoism are of the same origin, so we got it normally..." "Bullshit, how can Shaolin tolerate a bunch of lewd monks like you?!"

Although he was very powerful, Wang Wenxuan knew that the situation was very dangerous.

Looking down, I could vaguely see about a dozen people standing in the diffused Buddha light below. They were all chanting sutras, and the power of will was released from these people, existing in a unique form, blocking the power of heaven and earth around them.

The effect is that only the Maitreya sect members can connect heaven and earth in the formation.

Now that the formation has been completed, let alone Wang Wenxuan, who is at the first level of the outer realm, as long as he has not crossed the first level of the ladder, the degree to which his Dharma image is intertwined with the heaven and earth is not enough, and the possibility of breaking through the formation from within is almost zero.

"Amitabha, Buddha is merciful. As long as Mr. Wang surrenders, I really don't want to kill him." The Buddhist disciple really looked like a high-level monk, but he quickly changed the subject, "If I capture you alive, I will definitely be able to sell you for a high price in the Hehuan Sect."

"Fuck off!"

Gradually unable to control the power of heaven and earth, Wang Wenxuan's figure slowly descended from the air, but his momentum became stronger and stronger -

"The person who can capture me alive hasn't been born yet!!"

Using a heavy weight, he landed suddenly on the ground, took a step forward and rushed into the Buddha's light, causing a large ball of blood to explode!

Wang Wenxuan had memorized the positions of the people who had set up the formation in the air. If he could kill them all, the formation would break itself!

"Amitabha, please put down your butcher knife."

As the Buddhist chanted, the blood mist enveloped Wang Wenxuan as if it had life, carrying the breath of the dead. In an instant, countless lustful thoughts emerged in his mind.

It was a naked and beautiful Ming Fei, with a graceful figure and charming looks. She sat on the lotus, and her every move explained the mystery of the origin of life...

"Go away!"

Wang Wenxuan roared, and suddenly a blood mist rolled up from his body and hit the Buddhist disciple hard, causing him to suffer the backlash and his face turned pale.

"What a mighty man who can't yield! I want to see how many times you can resist."

"Come again!"

As he spoke, Wang Wenxuan began to kill the monks below; these miscellaneous soldiers in the formation were not strong, but the death of each one could trap him for a while, causing him to consume his mind and energy to struggle.

And every time at this time, the Buddhist disciples above would use their skills and slap down with their palms -

"sixth!"

A knife cut open the monks' chests and abdomens, pulling out blood and flesh. Then Wang Wenxuan paused and was hit hard on the back.

Now he was bleeding from all seven orifices, his body was filled with murderous aura, and his hair was disheveled like a madman.

At this time, the Buddhist disciple in the sky suffered several powerful backlashes and his face looked a little worse.

He gritted his teeth, his eyes turned cold and said, "The Six-Combination Demon Sealing Formation can be barely maintained with only six people, and how many more people can you kill in your current state?

Even if you kill them all, it will be easy for me to kill you when you are at the end of your strength!"

"so what?"

"Hand over the blood letter and I won't kill you!"

“Ha, are you scared?” Wang Wenxuan smiled grimly, pointing his sword diagonally, “You have the best timing, location and people, but you want to kill me and let your men die too. Are you afraid of me to this extent?!”

"It's no use to provoke me. I will never go down. Everyone knows that your Wang family has a secret method of fighting." The Buddhist raised the corner of his lips and sneered, "Since you have made up your mind, you can die here!"

Seeing that he had killed two more people below, the Buddhist disciple slammed down with two more palms.

There was a sound of breaking, and Wang Wenxuan stood up, revealing the white bones of his waist and abdomen.

He touched it with his hand, and finally smiled up to the sky and said, "Ha, what's there to be afraid of? Wang's mission has been accomplished!"

Turning his head to look at the soldiers who were almost all dead - they didn't have very strong bodies, but they risked being killed by the aftermath of the scene, and managed to kill several people - Wang Wenxuan's eyes showed some pity, and then turned to anger: "If you do too much evil, you will perish by your own evil. You are a bunch of scoundrels, someone will definitely take you away for me!!"

"What mission? What nonsense are you talking about..." The Buddhist did not answer, but realized something, paused, and said in horror: "No, the blood letter is not with you!"

"Hahahahaha!"

Pulling the knife out of the corpse, Wang Wenxuan threw it away and laughed happily, "You finally understand. In fact, I deliberately released the news in order to lure you to kill me, so that Governor Hu could deliver the things into the city safely.

It’s just that simple!”

"You, you're a fucking lunatic!!"

In an instant, the Buddhist disciple was completely enlightened and his whole body began to tremble.

Why is the news of Ba Dao's entry into Beijing known to almost everyone? Because I deliberately released it.

Everyone thought that Wang Wenxuan would ride thousands of miles with the blood-written list, but he did the opposite... This man made the plan with the determination to die, and he was willing to exchange his own life for the governor's admission to the capital.

The Buddha's defense was broken.

Since there was no blood letter on Wang Wenxuan's body, why did he sacrifice so many of his elite subordinates in order to kill him?

Hu Churen came all the way from Sanshou Mountain, but didn't get anything done. Now he is almost at the city gate - and as a result, not only will he not get what he was promised, but he will also lose the Yang family as his partner!

Looking down again, the dozen or so monks who were skilled in combined attack techniques were almost all killed or wounded. There were really only six left struggling to hold on!

"Wang Wenxuan, I will kill you!!"

"Come on! I, Wang, have no shame in front of the heavens and no embarrassment in front of people." Wang Wenxuan held the sword across his chest, "The only regret in my life is that I can't wipe out all of you villains!

Come down here! ! "

This is a life-and-death battle, and there is no return.

A genius who was at one with nature and a future master died for a letter written in blood. Was it worth it? At least Wang Wenxuan thought it was worth it.

This not only concerns the boat people who make a living from the canal transport, but also the hundreds of thousands of people in Jiangzhou, and even involves the behemoth Dajiang Gang. If a civil uprising really happens and the Great Jin is in chaos, how many people will die?

And if Wang Wenxuan died, there would still be Wang Ningzhu who could take up the burden of the family; and when this blood letter was sent to the capital, there would still be people who would fight to the death for it.

"Get off!"

With a fierce grin and a loud challenge, Wang Wenxuan quietly used his secret technique, waiting for him to descend so that he could perish together with him.

"Hu, hu, you f**k..." Gradually, the Buddhist calmed down and said with a cruel smile: "I know you are almost exhausted. Even if I do nothing, you won't be able to hold on for long.

"Wang Wenxuan, just watch yourself die slowly, hahahaha!"

"Okay, just wait and see how I kill your subordinates!"

Wang Wenxuan rushed out with his knife raised. Although his momentum remained strong, he couldn't help feeling anxious.

If he delayed any longer, he would not be able to perform his secret technique in his current state, and he would not be able to drag the villain down with him to hell—

"Who is there?!"

Suddenly, the Buddhist disciple turned around in surprise, and saw a lone rider rushing into the forest, killing several sentries he had posted there with one sword!

boom!

He made a hasty move, but saw that person suddenly threw out the long sword, hitting the weak point with extreme precision; then the array pattern on the sword unfolded, and directly swallowed up the center of the array in reverse, causing the surrounding Buddha light to crack like glass.

This sight made the Buddhist's scalp explode - where did this master of formations come from!

boom!

There was another loud noise, and the lone rider had already rushed into the formation. His body was graceful and his horse's hooves crushed a large area of ​​Buddha's light.

At this moment, all the Maitreya monks who were maintaining the formation raised their heads and vomited blood, then fell down, their life or death unknown; the Mingde Zhishan sword floating in the air shattered the center of the formation with one sword, and then flew back into the hands of the people.

The power of heaven and earth returns.

Before he could feel his body being rapidly repaired and washed away, Wang Wenxuan looked up in disbelief, only to see another young master pulling the reins and dismounting with ease.

"Although I couldn't walk with you on the first part," Fang Xiwen quickly supported him and said with a smile, "But I can't let you walk alone in the second half."

"Who are you?!" "I'm here to kill you!"

Before the Buddhist disciple could react, a sword and a knife came from below, with murderous intent!

Chapter 358 Fang Qingxiao's true intentions and the reason for their contact

Enemy road is narrow.

After a brief exchange with Wang Wenxuan, Fang Xiwen knew who the enemy in the sky was, and this thought came to his mind again.

Last year, people from the Dajiang Gang had hunted him down in Longchuan, but when they came again, they were taken over by Fang Qingxiao; before that, when Xingping was dealing with the matter of destroying Tianmen, the Maitreya Sect had tried to assassinate the eldest senior sister, but failed, and now he is the culprit.

Fate is like a ring after another, a sip and a peck, connecting at this moment.