Hearing that Xu Que had actually asked the Eastern Martial Arts Academy to stand up and help, Long Aotian revealed an indignant expression and subconsciously wanted to step forward and recommend himself.
Murong Yunhai's expression changed, and he quickly pulled Long Aotian back.
"Why are you pulling me back?" Long Aotian was unhappy. "In terms of looks, I'm the most handsome one here!"
For the first time in Murong Yunhai's life, he wondered if he had made the right decision to join the Heavenly Gates.
Could this idiot not tell that Tang Xuanzang was setting a trap for Eastern Martial School?
How did he become the disciple of an Immortal Emperor with such an intelligence?
"Listen to me, don't get involved," Murong Yunhai lowered his voice and said solemnly.
If not for the fact that they had gone through a lot together in the Primordial Mystic Dimension, Murong Yunhai would not even bother with this guy.
"Why?" Long Aotian was confused. "Am I not more handsome than him?"
Murong Yunhai sighed, "Do you still remember Chen Mo?"
"Ah … the eldest disciple of the Demon Desire Sect? I heard that after he came out of the Primordial Mystic Dimension, he was depressed and looked like he was on the verge of death. I don't know what happened in there. "
"That guy was the same in the Primordial Mystic Dimension. He said he needed someone to help him." Murong Yunhai pointed at Tang Xuanzang. "So Chen Mo went, and what happened next …"
Before he could finish, Dong Wuqi was already standing in front of Xu Que, so he stopped talking and gestured for him to continue watching.
"Can you do it?" Dong Wuqi looked at Xu Que in disdain and said coldly.
"Amitabha, almsgiver Dong, are you ready?" Xu Que put his palms together, and his expression became more compassionate as he asked with concern.
"Don't talk so much nonsense, hurry up!" Dong Wuqi said impatiently.
Xu Que nodded and bowed to Dong Wuqi. Suddenly, a strong Buddhist light surged from his body. Then, he opened his arms and shouted, "Buddhist Light Illumination! Demon Possession! "
In an instant, a dense Buddhist light spread out in all directions. Everyone felt a warm feeling.
"Next, the evil spirit will be lured out by me and enter the host's body!" Xu Que said righteously. "Then, I will cast the exorcism spell!"
Dong Wu Qi sneered and said disdainfully, "Where are the fiends? Where is it? Why didn't I see it? "
However, everyone looked at Dongwu Qi in surprise because they could see wisps of black gas swimming around his body.
"What is this?" Dong Wu Qi furrowed his brows and looked at Xu Que, wondering if there were really some demons in this place.
However, before he could open his mouth, a slap grew larger and larger in front of his eyes.
Pa!
Accompanied by a crisp sound, Xu Que slapped Dong Wuqi's face hard.
Dong Wuqi's eyes were wide open and his hair was standing on end. He roared, "Hey, the evil spirit has appeared. Today, I will subdue the evil spirit. I will not live under the same sky as the evil spirit!"
As he spoke, Xu Que raised his hand again and used the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms on Dong Wuqi!
Pa! Pa! Pa!
Crisp sounds rang out one after another, forming a beautiful piece of music.
Dong Wuqi was hit so hard that he could not even open his mouth.
The surrounding disciples were also stunned. They wondered if the Buddhist exorcism spells were so simple and violent now.
Many cultivators even took out video jades to record this scene. After all, it was rare to see an Immortal Emperor's follower being slapped.
As he was slapped, Dong Wuqi suddenly came to his senses.
He was not possessed by any evil spirit at all. This damn bald donkey was obviously messing with him on purpose!
"Bastard, you're messing with me!"
Dong Wuqi roared and raised his hand to attack Xu Que.
Bang!
There was a huge roar, and Xu Que suddenly flew backward, spitting out mouthfuls of blood. He flew through the air in a parabola and fell under Nishang Fairy's seat. His face was pale, and he was dying.
"Master Tang!"
Nishang Fairy screamed and quickly got down from her seat. She reached out and helped Xu Que up.
Master Tang Xuanzang was already seriously injured, and now he was hit by Dong Wuqi, a follower of the Immortal Emperor. If something happened to him, what would the Temple of the Sacred Moon do?
At that time, the entire Temple of the Sacred Moon would have to find a way to move away, which would undoubtedly cause a lot of losses.
After this slap, Dong Wuqi was also stunned.
He had already regretted it when he hit just now. In the end, he frantically withdrew his strength before the palm fell. In fact, the strength that fell on Xu Que was less than one-tenth.
According to Dong Wuqi's thinking, this slap would at most cause a minor injury. It was impossible for him to look like he was going to die in the next second.
Dong Wuqi tested the strength on his body again and became more and more convinced that this damn bald donkey must be pretending.
"Bald donkey, stop pretending. I didn't use any strength in that slap just now. "Dong Wuqi's face was gloomy and he spoke coldly.
But Xu Que didn't pay attention to him at all. He just lay in Nishang Fairy's arms, breathing rapidly.
"What a joke, I am now in the arms of a beauty, and there are so many sisters of the Temple of the Sacred Moon around me, all of whom are concerned about me.
"If I act rashly, won't I let their concern go to waste?"
"I am kind, enthusiastic, and generous. I can't bear to let these lovely and beautiful girls be sad."
"Ahem … I'm afraid I can't make it." Xu Que lay in Nishang Fairy's arms and moaned weakly.
Dong Wuqi was furious. "Bald donkey, don't pretend here."
As he spoke, he raised his hand to grab Xu Que, wanting to prove to everyone that he was okay.
Before Dong Wuqi could touch him, Xu Que suddenly wailed and shrank into Nishang Fairy's arms. "I am already in such a state. Why did you still hurt me?"
Hearing Xu Que's words, everyone suddenly looked at Dong Wuqi angrily.
"Master Tang is already seriously injured, and you still want to hurt him?"
"Dong Wuqi, don't think that just because you are the first disciple of Celestial Emperor Huan Yun, you can do whatever you want in the Temple of the Sacred Moon."
"Yes, our Celestial Emperor Yong Zhen is not a pushover."
Although the relationship between the four Immortal Emperors wasn't bad, the disciples of the Immortal Region had always been in conflict with each other. Many of them had long been displeased by Eastern Martial Qi's arrogant behavior. Now, they were using this as an excuse to criticize Eastern Martial Qi.
"D * mn it!"
Dong Wuqi felt that he couldn't explain himself at all. This bastard was now like a hedgehog, stabbing him fiercely.
"Okay, okay, I won't talk anymore." Dong Wuqi took two steps back and stood where he was. "Have you finished expelling the evil spirit?"
Xu Que stood up shakily, put his palms together, and said seriously, "Amitabha, there is still one last blow. I will completely dispel the evil spirit."
After that, before Dong Wuqi could react, he directly punched him in the chest.
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(End of Chapter)
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