Fairy, I really am a villain!

"What are you all standing there for? Why don't you get up and form a formation?"

Xuan Xi activated his rosary to block the combined attack from the two men. He no longer had that leisurely look on his face and shouted loudly.

The sound waves spread out like the humming of a Buddhist chant, vibrating the eardrums of the monks underground.

It can only be said that the people of Maitreya Sect are truly loyal. Even though they suffered extremely strong backlash because their formation was broken, they still struggled to get up, muttering something.

Golden Buddha light emanated from them and began to repair the broken formation pattern.

“Xiwen, stop them quickly!” Wang Wenxuan had recovered some mobility, but he was out of breath for the moment, and said anxiously: “If they are allowed to form the Six Combinations Sealing Demon Formation again, you and I will die here!”

"Don't worry, I have a measure."

Before he finished speaking, Fang Xiwen had already flown out, his figure rising and falling like a roc, the tip of the sword in his hand vibrating regularly at high speed, absorbing the surrounding airflow and bursting out arcs of electricity -

A sword fell.

Crazy thunder shook the sky!

Amid a loud noise, dense arcs of lightning spread out, locking onto six people in a row with an extremely domineering sword intent, penetrating into their bodies, and finally chopping them to death!

Faint forces of heaven and earth gathered towards him. Fang Xiwen shook his hands, and they dissipated at the tip of the sword.

“A beautiful symphony of heaven and man!” Wang Wenxuan praised, raised his knife and pointed it toward the sky, grinning: “Xuan Xi, now that my brothers have arrived, all your men are dead. How do you want me to kill you?!”

The murderous aura was overflowing, and the Buddhist's face was gloomy and uncertain.

At a glance, it seems that Ba Dao, who is on duty outside, still has the strength to fight, except that there is also a person with celestial sympathy and a group of elite constables from the Six Gates.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the current situation is extremely unfavorable.

But does he really want to escape?

Not only did they fail to accomplish their mission, but they also didn't get anything out of it, and almost all the monks they brought with them died; on the other hand, Wang Wenxuan was only seriously injured and would be able to recover after a while of rest.

He was unwilling to accept this! He must, must give something as "compensation"!

Looking at the handsome young man in brocade clothes again, Xuan Xi felt that his face was more and more familiar. After thinking about it, he finally remembered: that was a certain righteous young man who ranked third in the "66th 'Heaven-level Furnace' Ranking List of the Hehuan Sect".

"Feng Liujian! It was you who ruined my plan last time, you damn beast!" Xuan Xi's defense was completely broken, and he cursed angrily, but this also gave rise to an evil idea.

This person is a great tonic that the two major demonic sects, Hehuan Sect and Huanxi Temple, jointly offered a bounty. He has a good appearance and temperament, a high level of cultivation, and the skills he has learned are also first-class.

As long as we can capture him alive, everything today will be worth it!

"...Do you know me?" Fang Xiwen was stunned.

"Stop talking nonsense and surrender!" After chanting a Buddhist name, Xuan Xi suddenly threw out the rosary, covering it from top to bottom, turning it into a dragnet!

To be honest, he was even a little jealous of this person.

There is a reputation as a righteous young hero. Even if he is really caught in the Hehuan Sect, the ones who can enjoy him are the elders, those enchanting beauties who are proficient in all kinds of magic.

If spending a night of love could shorten one's life by ten years, there would be many people who would be happy to do it.

In order to deliberately arouse his own lust, he made a hand gesture and transmitted the image in his mind.

Boom!

The layers of sound echoed ethereally, and Fang Xiwen below suddenly stopped moving, as if his soul had been hooked away, and the hand holding the sword dropped limply.

"good chance!"

Xuan Xi immediately swooped down like an eagle, while Badao seemed to have no reaction and only raised his sword to kill him belatedly.

Taking a step forward, Xuan Xi formed his right hand into a claw and fiercely brushed towards the five major acupoints on his chest; even though the two were face to face, Feng Liujian's eyes were still dull, with some saliva flowing from the corners of his mouth, and he laughed twice.

be utterly shameless.

"What a righteous young man, you are nothing but that—"

At the moment when the claw was about to grab firmly, Fang Xiwen's body suddenly fell backwards, and the long sword swung upwards, piercing Xuan Xi's chest and abdomen with a backhand, and then kicked the hilt of the sword.

puff!

The Buddhist disciple slapped the air with his palm, and a large ball of blood exploded on his chest. The Mingde sword pierced through his body and sank into the mud behind him.

Seeing Fang Xiwen's sleeves fluttering to the ground, Xuan Xi's eyes were full of disbelief, and he murmured, "How could it be? How could my 'Ming Fei He Huan Gong' have no effect?!"

"Brother Fang is a gentleman. He won't fall for a villain like you. Hahaha!"

With a long and heroic laugh, Ba Dao chased after him from behind and slashed Xuan Xi's back with his sword. Blood immediately gushed out like a flood.

With a bang, Xuan Xi seemed to have lost all his strength. His body swayed a few times and finally fell heavily to the ground, staining a large area of ​​the ground beneath him red.

He raised his eyes unwillingly and stared at Feng Liu Jian intently. It seemed as if his decades of practice had become a joke.

"Let me put it this way," Fang Xiwen walked over, squatted in front of him, and patiently explained: "Your method is useless, it's simply that my 'resistance' is too high, which offsets the effect of your method.

That's all. "

"What did you say..."

"My spirit is strong, and I have experienced too many temptations in my daily life. I don't have the slightest worldly desire for the illusion you created."

I don’t think Xuan Xi would understand.

In Fang's house, there was a woman who would go to his room to sleep every time after taking a bath. Her bathrobe was loose on her body, her thighs were exposed from the hem, and her bare feet were hooked on the edge of the bed, and sometimes she would put them in his arms.

And for some reason, I've recently started to like wearing his clothes.

The green shirt, which originally fitted her well, seemed too heavy for Miss Mu You; the buttons broke when she exerted a little force.

With these two examples before him, he naturally would not have any desire for the fake Mingfei celestial beings in Xuanxi's environment.

"Well, I don't feel anything." Fang Xiwen shook his head.

“Why bother talking to him?” Wang Wenxuan quickly caught up with Xuan Xi and chopped his head with a knife. “Die!”

Suddenly, at the moment when the human head was separated, the cassock on Xuan Xi's body suddenly swelled up, shaking the two people flying backwards. A golden light flashed at the neck, and it flew away quickly towards the horizon.

Seeing this, Wang Wenxuan hurriedly chased after him with a knife, but failed to hit him, and instead caused himself to fall to the ground.

"He escaped?" Fang Xiwen was stunned as he stepped forward to help him up. "Is he so lucky?"

"No, Xuan Xi is definitely dead. As for that little bit of spiritual light, it might be something left on him by the Maitreya Sect..." As he spoke, Wang Wenxuan suddenly vomited several mouthfuls of blood and lost all his strength.

However, despite his miserable appearance, the look in his eyes was extremely bright, "Xiwen, you saved me again!"

"Isn't it just this once?"

"Before in Dingjun, you saved half of the Wang family!" He grabbed Fang Xiwen's arm tightly, "I really don't know how to repay you now... cough cough cough!"

"Don't talk for now, I'll heal your wound."

With a casual move of his hand, the Mingde sword that was buried in the ground flew into his palm. Then Fang Xiwen used the Eight-Nine Profound Art to transform all the true energy in his body into righteous energy, and transferred it over bit by bit.

“This is…” Wang Wenxuan couldn’t help but widen his eyes, “Brother Fang, you even learned this?!”

The Wang family's fundamental Dharma is notoriously difficult to get started with. It not only requires a high level of comprehension from the practitioner, but also even has mysterious requirements on the mind and character.

To achieve this in such a short time, what a genius this person is!

"It's just a special internal strength. Brother Wang, you should calm down before being surprised." Fang Xiwen smiled, then waved his hand vigorously to call all the detectives over, "The rest of you, listen to my orders!"

"exist!"

"Collect the tokens of the brothers who died in the battle, send someone to take them back to the capital, and ask Cui Jing, the Minister of the Imperial Household, to present them to the Ministry of War. Leave a few people here to guard the bodies and bury them properly.

The rest of you, follow me into the city and see how Governor Hu plans to deploy his troops—quickly! "

"Yes, son!"

After Fang Xiwen gave the order, everyone started to get busy.

He helped Wang Wenxuan to a tree, took off his coat and spread it on the ground for him to sit on, then took out a few bottles of pills and handed them to him, "Brother Wang, take a rest first."

"Okay, thank you."

Nodding, Wang Wenxuan swallowed the pill, looked at the busy crowd and said, "Are these people all brought out from the Divine Capital?"

"Well, I borrowed two Nine Apertures from the Six Gates, and also brought some guards from home."

"More than a hundred people came out of Tianjie in a mighty procession... Xiwen, do you know the consequences of doing this?"

"I know. This means that we are blatantly showing our alliance with the Wang family. Don't worry. I am sensible and I will take care of any consequences."

"No, I don't doubt you," Wang Wenxuan hurriedly struggled to sit up, looked at him for a while, and said with some emotion, "I just feel very ashamed, very embarrassed.

After the battle at Guihua Mountain, our Wang family suffered heavy losses. Many people who had received favors from us no longer had any contact with us.

You are the only one who is different. Even though your elders treated you like that before, you still work so hard... I really can't think of how the Wang family can repay you."

Wang Wenxuan sighed and fell silent. He actually knew that he couldn't repay this favor.

It was ridiculous that he had been worried about his sister's marriage, not knowing how she would be treated by the notorious Third Young Master. He even thought about assassinating the latter to buy time.

It turned out to be such a person. Not only was he loyal and righteous, he also helped the Wang family a lot.

The most important thing is that Wang Ningzhu likes him very much. This is something that cannot be bought with money.

Up to now, Wang Wenxuan could only feel grateful for his original choice.

"Then, how about considering it as my betrothal gift to Ning Zhu?" Fang Xiwen smiled. "Of course it's not formal, but it's also a token of my love for her."

"Can it still be like this?"

"What's wrong with that..."

Suddenly, they both turned their heads to look at the same time.

I saw a bright sword light appearing in the sky, piercing through the clouds, and the light could be seen clearly from a hundred miles away.

~~

The sword light gradually faded, Fang Qingxiao raised his hand and made a stroke, and sword energy appeared out of thin air in the distance.

puff!

In an instant, a bloody hole exploded on Liu Xiwang's chest, and then with this hole as the center, countless tiny cracks appeared on his body like porcelain, and blood spurted out of them.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

The severe pain was so severe that even this nine-foot tall Tibetan man could not bear it. He fell to his knees while howling, and the Dharma image behind him had completely dissipated.

The man in white robes gracefully fell from the sky and walked towards him step by step. Liu Xiwang was completely desperate and no longer had any thoughts of resistance in his heart.

He watched this woman break through in the battle, stepping into the first level of the exterior scene as easily as drinking water, and then casually drawing her sword.