Chapter 402: Buddha's Fate (9)

Everyone was amazed at Fu Yue's soaring strength at first, how did this witch suddenly become so powerful, obviously she was still a good-for-nothing with no strength before.

Fu Yue sneered.

This guy Jun Heng is really able to challenge her bottom line more and more.

She clutched her aching chest, and there was still a stuffy feeling in her heart, and she couldn't hold her breath. The girl's complexion completely sank, and she said coldly: "You monk, what's your business?"

Fanxiu clasped his hands together.

Still that cold coffin face.

Light-colored thin lips opened and closed, "Benefactor, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, turn around and be on the shore."

Fu Yue didn't want to talk nonsense with him.

He raised his eyes and gave Fanxiu a hard look, then turned around and left.

Seeing Fu Yue dodge away.

Someone was in a hurry, and quickly said: "Holy Monk, that demon girl is going to escape, you should catch her quickly, she must not be allowed to cause harm to the world."

"Yes, yes, holy monk, this witch is very powerful. If you let the tiger go back to the mountain this time, she will definitely come back and kill us in the future."

The snow-clothed monk did not answer.

He looked indifferently at the man who had just drawn his sword to stab Fu Yue, and shook his head slightly, "How can you cultivate well with such a violent heart?"

Fan Xiu waved his snow-white sleeves.

Everyone felt that their feet sank, and then their spiritual power dissipated.

Without spiritual power, this means that you can be slaughtered by others, which made everyone complain: "Holy monk, what do you mean?"

"Holy Monk, why did you seal our spiritual power?"

Fanxiu said lightly.

"You guys are not good-natured. I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to achieve anything on the road of cultivation. Just now, I wanted to take a shot at a little girl, so I punished you a little bit. Seal your spiritual power for half an hour, and you can climb down this mountain by yourself."

The voice just fell.

The figure in that snow suit had disappeared.

Leave a lot of people complaining.

"What does this monk mean? You actually want us to climb down such a high mountain on foot, aren't you joking!"

"Yeah, that dead monk doesn't know what to do, it's really annoying..."

One ugly face.

Show ingratitude to the fullest.

They didn't even think about it, if it wasn't for Fanxiu's rescue, they would have all died by Fu Yue's sword.

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In the huge and quiet forest.

The ancient trees cover the sky, and there are green vines spiraling up everywhere,

It was already late at night, and from time to time there would be birds chirping, or the sound of insects, and occasionally a black shadow passing behind, I don't know what kind of animal it was.

Fu Yue stood beside a towering ancient tree, reached out to hold the branches of the tree, bent down, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

damn it……

The monk just showed no mercy at all, and she can only use a small part of her power in the small world, so she couldn't beat him...

This made Fu Yue feel frustrated and aggrieved.

There was the sound of a branch being trampled off behind her, and Fu Yue was startled. She subconsciously turned her head and saw the snow-clothed monk standing behind her.

"..."

The man's beautiful and clean eyes looked straight over, there was no exploration in his line of sight, it was empty, there was nothing.

The scepter in his hand rests on the ground.

The snow-white robe was obviously dragged on the dirt, which was strange, but it was still spotless.

Fanxiu raised his finger.

Handed over a clean handkerchief.

Fu Yue looked back expressionlessly, and glanced at the handkerchief. Of course she didn't pick it up, and sneered, "What? Do you, monk, still want to help them deal with me?"