1160: C1160 Fighting Master and Disciple

C1160 Fighting Master and Disciple

At this moment, Fan Qinghui, who was originally calm, revealed a panicked expression.

"How is this possible …"

Shen Muqing laughed coldly, "I already said that your buddhist sects think too highly of themselves. You want to end this king with a single Immortal Slaying Sword? Where did you get your confidence from? "

Seeing that he had lost his trump card, Fan Qinghui's face turned pale as he stubbornly said: "Even so, the imperial army can forget about crossing the nine rivers!"

Shen Muqing stepped forward and grabbed her by the neck.

"I don't know if the imperial army can cross the nine rivers. You won't be able to leave this big tent tonight."

Fan Qinghui also became flustered.

"Just what are you doing …"

She had cultivated for so many years, but when had she ever been so close to a man?

She felt a sense of masculinity surround her, making her feel disordered.

Shen Muqing's mouth turned cold.

"This King only intends to imprison you for a lifetime, but since you guys are so presumptuous, don't blame This King for giving you a punishment!"

With a loud ripping sound, Fan Qinghui's white robe was torn apart by Shen Muqing.

It revealed a jade-like arm and a simple lining.

Fan Qinghui was terrified.

"I'm a member of the Buddhist Sangha, I'm a member of the Pure Cultivator Sect. You can't do this!"

However, her actions were unable to defy Shen Muqing.

Shi Feixuan was dumbfounded by the side.

"Servant …" Your servant will take his leave! Your servant will take her leave first! "

Shen Muqing smirked: "No, you can stay here today! Let you Master and disciple serve this king together! "

He laughed.

As he spoke, he pulled Shi Feixuan over.

However, at this moment, Fan Qinghui and Shi Feixuan felt that Shen Muqing was like a demon. Their lustful voices quickly drifted over.

It was like a beautiful piece of music.

At the same time, in one of the pagodas at the entrance of the Cihang Sect sat a white-haired nun.

She opened her eyes, filled with anger and blood, and said fiercely: "Shen Muqing! How dare you insult my Cihang Sect! I will definitely kill you! "

Soon after, a boundless buddhist magic exploded from her body. A Bodhisattva Dharma Idol flew into the air and completely uprooted the back of the mountain.

They flew towards Jiang Huai, the entire mountain peak had been refined into a treasure by her. The Nine Rivers Battlefront was brightly lit, and the buddhist leader of this generation, Fan Qinghui, was lying on the bed without any clothes.

Her body was like condensed jade, making her beauty seem more mysterious. In just a few hours, this lotus like holy buddhist goddess had experienced ups and downs in her life and fallen into hell. Her dignity, faith, innocence, all of this had disappeared.

Shen Muqing put on his clothes and walked to Fan Qinghui's side. When he asked her to leave, Shi Feixuan said gently, "Your highness, I will also spare my master's life!"

Shen Muqing stopped.2

"She doesn't have any skill right now and is a cripple. I won't kill her." For your sake, send her back to the Imperial City. Just like Zhu Yuyan, stay in the prison cell for the rest of your life! "

Shen Muqing was amused by the thought of the buddhist sects having a life and death battle with each other in prison.

Shi Feixuan heaved a sigh of relief.

"Thank you, Your Highness ~"

Shen Muqing ignored him and walked out.

At this moment, a series of earth-shaking battle cries came from the surface of the river, as though they were shouting something.

Yao Yue and the others walked up to Shen Muqing and said:

"The young commander-in-chief suddenly came to attack us in large numbers, threatening us with Fan Qinghui's release."

Shen Muqing sneered: "Seems like they got along pretty well!"

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