Quick Travel: Please hold on to the villain Black Moonlight script

The young monks and disciples present looked at the young man in red with defensive and obvious eyes.

The only ones who can look at the boy in red calmly should be the disciples of the Tianfo Sect. As disciples of Buddhism, they are taught to treat all living beings equally.

"This young man has a demonic aura about him." Feng Boyan, the third disciple of the Eighteenth Generation of the Wuqing Sect, clenched the trembling sword in his hand, and when he looked at the young man in red, his eyes unconsciously became a little colder.

The boy in red looked at Feng Boyan with a surprised look on his face, as if he was surprised that he could see through his identity at a glance.

"What's wrong with me being a demon? I didn't kill anyone, and I didn't do anything to you. Are you all planning to attack me with this attitude?"

The young man was not arrogant. When he said this, his eyebrows were raised, and his eyes were shining with smile and light. People always felt that his eyes and appearance were incompatible and completely mismatched.

As soon as he said this, many disciples had already touched the hilt of their swords and were about to draw their swords, but they all stopped because of these words.

"Then what are you doing here?" Someone asked the question that everyone was curious about first.

"Didn't I answer this question a long time ago?" The boy in red finished chewing half of the apple and was too lazy to continue eating. He threw it back and said with a smile on his face, "I'm just here to watch the fun."

"Hmph, monster, do you think we will believe what you say?" Wang Daoxuan just lost his face, and now he naturally wants to find his own face from other people.

Especially when this person said that watching the excitement was just to see his... embarrassed appearance, Wang Daoxuan was determined to retaliate, so naturally he could not let go of this young man who suddenly appeared.

The young man in red glanced at Wang Daoxuan with a smile and said shockingly, "Shut up, you idiot. My defeated general has no right to talk to me."

Wang Daoxuan's face turned black with anger, "You!"

Before anyone else could express their stance, Wang Daoxuan swung the sword in his hand and stabbed the boy in red, still shouting, "Monster, look at the sword."

The young man in red raised his eyebrows slightly. Wang Daoxuan's sword was not enough in his eyes. He didn't even need to dodge. He could easily clamp Wang Daoxuan's sword with two fingers, making him unable to move.

"Hey, I told you, my defeated general doesn't deserve to talk to me!" the young man said with a smile.

Wang Daoxuan's face turned blue.

In all his life, he has never lost such a big person in a row.

He lost to Fozi before, but now he lost to this unknown little demon.

Simply a shame.

If it weren't for his limited ability, he would have killed all the insiders present who had witnessed his embarrassing situation.

"What are you still doing here, the demon is standing in front of you, why don't you quickly draw your sword and deal with him." Wang Daoxuan shouted this to the disciples of Zidian Palace.

The disciples of other sects are still waiting and watching. It's not that they don't want to slay demons, but... Wang Daoxuan's attitude in speaking and doing things is too easy to offend people.

The arrogant tone of asking others to take action made many swordsmen who had already touched the hilt of the sword not want to draw the sword.

The disciples of other sects could not take action, but the disciples of Zidian Palace had to obey Wang Daoxuan's orders. Since he was the young master of Zidian Palace, if something happened, they would all suffer.

They all drew their swords and pointed them at the young man in red. All nine of them started to attack, but the young man in red swung his sleeves and robe, and all of them were swept to the ground.

"..."

Everyone was shocked, never expecting that this demon boy who suddenly appeared was so powerful.

"Master Mingxuan Buddha, you claim to be a disciple of Buddha, shouldn't you be able to slay demons? If you allow the demon tribe to deal with our Zidian Palace like this, is this person on good terms with your Heavenly Buddhism Sect?"

"If you don't help me, if I return to my master alive, I will definitely ask the elders of my master's sect to seek an explanation from the Tianfo Sect!"

Wang Daoxuan... is really a troublemaker.

This is the voice of everyone at this time. Everyone present knows the situation clearly. They will not believe Wang Daoxuan's one-sided words, but others don't know!

"Brother Mingxuan, do we need to take action?" Hui Neng frowned in confusion. The world of cultivation and the demon clan have always been in harmony with each other. This young demon clan boy has aroused public anger...

He didn't really want to take action, but Wang Daoxuan was determined to drag them into the water.

"...I really don't want to care about him." Hui Ke didn't forget how the young palace master of Zidian Palace spoke to them before. Even if he is a Buddhist, he has a temper, right?

Mingxuan looked at the boy indifferently. The boy in red and Mingxuan looked inexplicably matched at this time, both of them were dressed in red.

It's just that the young man's wanton publicity is something Mingxuan has never seen in so many years.

The young man in red glanced at the Buddha with an unclear meaning, "This is the legendary Buddha who is a genius who is rare to see in a thousand years. I have heard about the name for a long time, but when I saw him today, I realized that the name of the Buddha belongs to you."

Hui Neng, Hui Ke, "?" The tone of this demon boy's tone was a bit strange, as if he had admired the Buddha for a long time.

In any case, with the young man's interruption, the five disciples of Tianfo Sect were suddenly embarrassed to persuade Buddha to join the battle.

In the eyes of others, Tianfo Sect, which should help most, would not take action, and sects such as Qingqing Sect would even less take action.

They have always had a bad relationship with Zidian Palace. Not only is the young master of Zidian Palace, Wang Daoxuan, not very likable, but his father is also mean and petty, and the worst thing about geniuses.

Wang Daoxuan can be regarded as a descendant, perfectly inheriting all the shortcomings of his father.

Among the major sects, Zidian Palace is undoubtedly the most annoying. Even the young disciples don't deal with them very much. At this critical moment...

Wang Daoxuan himself also realized how failed he was in making friends. Except for the disciples of Zidian Palace who had no choice but to take action, no other monks from the sect were willing to help.

"Monster, if you dare to touch a hair on my head, I will let my father destroy your demon world."

The boy in red obviously didn't expect that Wang Daoxuan was already like this and had such a bad mouth...

He sneered inexplicably, "Really? How do I remember that in the war a hundred years ago, the people who belonged to your Zidian Palace suffered the worst defeat and escaped the fastest."

Wang Daoxuan's face turned blue and he still wanted to speak.

"Donor Wang, please stop saying a few words." Mingxuan said decisively.

This sentence translates into two words - shut up.

Wang Daoxuan's face was very ugly. He was told to shut up in front of so many people.

If he hadn't been unable to move, the sword in his hand would have stabbed Ming Xuan again.

"What's your name?" Mingxuan calmly ignored Wang Daoxuan's expression, and his eyes fell on the face of the boy in red.

For some reason, whenever he saw the boy's eyes, he felt that the face did not match the eyes, and the sense of dissonance was too strong.

The boy in red told him calmly, "Zhao Xuan."

"Like senior brother, he has the word "Xuan" in his name, so it's quite fate." Huineng discussed with Huike in a low voice.