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Chapter 150 Sanskrit Sudden!

The villa is several miles away.

Above the void, Wei Ziqing and Yan Chixia walked against the sword, without saying goodbye, and left the villa.

Yan Chixia followed Wei Ziqing and had left, but her face was still full of confusion. For some reason, Wei Ziqing actually chose to leave at this time.

"Zuo Qianhu will arrive at the villa soon. If you don't stay and see, are you going to the capital now?"

"It doesn't matter whether you stay or not. Zuo Qianhu is good. Although he is very good at martial arts, if there is Zhiqiu Yiye, even if the two people fight, nothing will happen!"

Wei Ziqing said lightly, and when he said this, his eyes were filled with a hint of solemnity: "But what we should care about is not Zuo Qianhu, but the threat that comes with it!"

"The threat that followed?" Yan Chixia was puzzled. Could it be that there was an unknown danger behind this?

"Well, we don't need to go to the capital this time. If there is no accident, we will find the person we are looking for this time soon!"

"You mean..."

Yan Chixia was shocked all over, with a look of shock on her face. This time they came to the capital to kill the cholera dynasty's father-in-law. Wei Ziqing said this, wouldn't that prove...

"Well, he has left the capital too!"

Wei Ziqing clearly remembers that Fachen National Master, Pudu Cihang, that centipede spirit, Wei Ziqing clearly said that in the original work, he left the capital and met Ning Caichen and others!

This is also the reason why he left without saying goodbye!

Stopping him is not only to prevent Ning Caichen and others from encountering this disaster, but more importantly, it saves oneself from running to the capital, and it just happens to solve all these things here!

"Has he left the capital too? It seems that he wanted to get rid of Lord Fu, Zuo Qianhu and others..." Yan Chixia whispered in a low voice. Logically speaking, Pudu Cihang would not leave the capital. Now that he has left, it is definitely for Lord Fu and others!

Wei Ziqing didn't say anything, but just flew quietly with his sword and stood in the void. He would soon see dozens of soldiers below, guarding a man with several long swords on his back, and heading towards the direction of the villa with a prison car.

Wei Ziqing knew that this man was Zuo Qianhu, and the ones imprisoned in the prison car were Lord Fu, Fu Qingfeng, and Fu Yuechi's father.

However, Wei Ziqing and Yan Chixia did not stop, but flew directly over their heads. At this moment, Wei Ziqing's eyes had already had a faint golden vein.

When he saw Zuo Qianhu, his demon-eyed eyes had never been closed!

Unlike other evil spirits, Master Fachen, Pudu Cihang is a centipede spirit about to turn into a dragon. He is not threatened by the sun. And the ordinary sky eyes are even more difficult to detect the ghost aura on his body!

Only by using this demonic eye can you barely notice it!

After another half a day, Wei Ziqing, who was originally flying with a sword, suddenly stopped. At the same time, he pinched the sword and landed on a wilderness, and his face became very serious.

"He's here?"

Yan Chixia quickly landed, stood beside Wei Ziqing, and asked in a voice. There is only one possibility that Wei Ziqing can be so solemn, that is, Pudu Cihang appeared!

"Be ready!"

Wei Ziqing nodded and said in a low voice. Just as he finished speaking, a faint smoke suddenly appeared in the wilderness, covering the surroundings.

At the same time, not far away, a group of monks walked over, dozens of men and women wearing monk's robes and stomping shoes, either chanting Buddha's talismans, playing magical instruments, or scattering flowers to celebrate.

In the team, there was a monk sitting cross-legged on it, with a curtain hanging down and unable to see clearly.

As this group of monks appeared, there seemed to be a swaying sound in the hearts of the world. It seemed that all the worries and sorrows left their bodies, making people calm.

"Pudu Cihang!"

When he saw this group of people appear, Yan Chixia's face changed suddenly. The demon-slaying sword in her hand was instantly unsheathed and held in her hand, looking at the team with vigilance.

Wei Ziqing's eyes also condensed slightly, but he didn't move, just standing there.

Because the two of them stood in front of the team, the group of monks stopped at a speed.

At the same time, a sharp sound came from the sedan chair.

"In today's world, monsters are everywhere and people are resentful. This time, this time, I went out to calm the public's resentment. Is it because I have a grievance in my heart that the two of you stopped me?"

Hearing this, Wei Ziqing raised his lips slightly and said lightly: "There is indeed a problem in this way that needs help from the Dharma. The current country protection law is transformed by a demon. I don't know if the Dharma can help you, except for this demon?"

brush!

As the words were said, everyone's expressions changed suddenly. At the same time, the Fachen Master who was originally sitting in the sedan chair suddenly flew out of the sedan chair and stood in front of Wei Ziqing and Yan Chixia.

But at this moment, his face was full of evil spirits, and his eyes seemed to be about to kill two people.

"Brother Wei, are you too direct?" Yan Chixia swallowed heavily and said in front of her that she wanted to get rid of her?

Is this really good?

Wei Ziqing smiled and did not answer Yan Chixia's words. Instead, he ignored Pudu Cihang's gaze and smiled: "Fa Zhang, what do you think?"

Pudu Cihang looked at Wei Ziqing deeply, but after a long time, he suddenly laughed.

As a Fachen Master, there are people who want to get rid of Fachen Master himself in front of him?

Doesn’t this mean that you have to destroy it yourself?

Although I don’t know who these two people are, and how can I know that they are centipede monsters, this is not important. What’s important is that these two people deserve to die!

"Two, the law of protecting the country is a great monk. What are the monsters? The poor monk sees that they look like monsters. Why not put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot?"

Wei Ziqing smiled, and was about to speak, but his expression suddenly changed. But Pudu Cihang suddenly started to sing the Sanskrit sound.

The Buddhist sound seemed to arise from the heart, with countless negative emotions, regret, pain, and guilt, which made people feel unbearable and wished they could transcend themselves!

At the same time, Wei Ziqing and Yan Chixia's eyes suddenly became a little dull, and they were about to be lost in this endless regret.

Just as Wei Ziqing was about to lose himself, the power of the spirit-expressing power in his body started to activate itself, and a clear spirit rushed towards his forehead, allowing him to wake up from the Sanskrit sound!

Even the moment he woke up, Wei Ziqing's eyes narrowed, he pinched the sword in his hand, and the Qinghong sword was unsheathed, turning into a cold light and shooting directly towards Pudu Cihang!

Pudu Cihang's face changed drastically, he stopped singing, quickly retreated, avoided this attack, and looked at Wei Ziqing with murderous intent.
Chapter completed!
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