Quick Wear: The paranoid beauty grabs the waist and spoils her

Su Chen hugged Nan Xiang tightly, feeling her real body temperature and heartbeat. The tremendous anger and panic caused by the evil lies of the phantom demon just subsided a little.

He was about to check on Nan Xiang's condition, but his gaze was as cold as ice as it shot towards the dying phantom monster on the edge of the quagmire - this monster feeds on sweet dreams, seduces people to sink to death, and even attempts to devour Anan. His crime is unforgivable!

The Buddha's light condensed on his fingertips, and he was filled with murderous intent, and was about to purify it completely!

"Wait a minute!"

A clear and cold sword sound broke through the air!

I saw a sword light as blue as autumn water, with an overwhelming and sharp sword energy, nailed to the mud between Su Chen and the phantom demon with incredible precision. The sword energy was surging, and it instantly pushed away the dirty mud and water, forming an invisible barrier, which forcibly blocked Su Chen's killing move!

Three figures walked out of the dark green mist.

The leader was a young man wearing a moon-white Taoist robe and carrying an ancient long sword on his back.

He has a handsome face, a cold and aloof temperament, eyes as sharp as a sword, and a powerful sword intent emanating from his body. He is none other than the famous "Forgetful Sword Immortal" of Luoshui Sect - Lu Mingxuan.

Next to him was a young man dressed in the attire of a core disciple of the Luoshui Sect. He had a gentle face and a modest smile on his lips. He was Luo Lin, the second disciple of the sect leader, Shui Yao Zhenren.

The last person was Cui Yan, the eldest disciple of Yanji Sect, who was dressed in a fiery red outfit and had an undisguised arrogance and impatience between his brows.

Lu Mingxuan sheathed his sword with smooth movements. He nodded slightly to Su Chen and said in a cold voice:

"Suchen, the Buddhist son, keep the monster under your sword."

Su Chen held Nan Xiang in his arms and glanced at the three people with cold eyes. He did not relax his vigilance because of Lu Mingxuan's obstruction. The Buddha's light around him was still flickering, protecting Nan Xiang firmly.

Nan Xiang had also slowly woken up at this time. Although her face was still a little pale, her eyes had regained their lively look, albeit with a hint of trance after traveling through the sea of ​​stars.

She leaned in Su Chen's arms, looking vigilantly at the three people who suddenly appeared.

Luo Lin took a step forward, lowered his posture very low, bowed deeply to Su Chen, and said earnestly:

"Buddha, calm down! I am Luo Lin from Luoshui Sect. I have no choice but to stop you!

It's because my junior sister Linghui has been poisoned by the strange poison 'Nightmare'. She needs three drops of blood from the heart of a thousand-year-old phantom monster and 'Phantom Monster Silk' (i.e. its hair) as a guide to make a life-saving elixir! This monster is related to my junior sister's life. I beg the Buddha to have mercy and let us get the medicine to save her!"

His words were sincere and heartfelt, perfectly portraying the image of a good senior brother who cares about his junior sister.

Cui Yan crossed his arms, snorted coldly, and glanced at Su Chen and Nan Xiang in his arms, his tone full of disdain and doubt:

"Humph, saving people is more important? I saw that you were murderous just now, not compassionate! Besides, who knows if you want to protect this monster..."

Before he finished speaking, his words suddenly stopped when his eyes met Nan Xiang's golden eyes and the clear and pure aura of plants and trees around her. Then his face showed even deeper contempt.

"Oh! So that's how it is! A disciple of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect is actually hanging out with monsters? This is really ridiculous!"

Nan Xiang was already unhappy about these people interrupting Su Chen, and Cui Yan's expression made her even more angry.

Hearing this, she immediately poked her head out from Su Chen's arms, staring at Cui Yan with her amber eyes, her voice clear but piercing:

"Where is this mad dog barking? I'm with my little monk, how does that bother you?

Your junior sister from Luoshui Sect was poisoned. Is it because you don’t have the ability to find the medicine, or does this phantom monster owe you something?

"They keep calling me monsters. I think some people are more vicious than monsters even though they are wearing human skins!"

She was eloquent and her words were both offensive and defensive, making Cui Yan's face turn pale.

"you!"

Cui Yan was speechless for a moment after being scolded. In anger and humiliation, the fire spirit energy around him burst out. Regardless of the occasion, he raised his hand to condense a blazing fireball and was about to throw it at Nan Xiang!

"How dare you, witch!"

"Donor Cui, I'm sorry."

Su Chen's voice flowed like an icy spring, carrying with it unquestionable majesty.

He didn't even glance at Cui Yan, but just moved his arm around Nan Xiang slightly, and his wide robe sleeves flicked seemingly casually.

A gentle yet extremely tough Buddhist barrier instantly blocked Nan Xiang.

"boom!"

Cui Yan's fireball hit the Buddha's light barrier and disappeared without a trace, like a mud cow entering the sea, without even a ripple.

Cui Yan was knocked back by the recoil force and his face became even uglier.

Su Chen then turned his gaze away from Nan Xiang and looked at Luo Lin and Lu Mingxuan indifferently, as if Cui Yan's attack just now was just a trivial episode.

He ignored Luo Lin's plea, but lowered his head and asked Nan Xiang in his arms in a gentle voice:

"Anan, how do we deal with this monster?"

His tone was calm, but it carried a kind of trust and indulgence that completely handed over the decision-making power to her.

Nan Xiang felt warm in her heart when she felt Su Chen's protection and concern.

She glanced at the dying phantom on the ground, with resentment still flashing in its eyes, then looked at Luo Lin and Cui Yan, who looked "compassionate" but actually calculating, and pouted her lips, and said in a deliberately sweet voice:

"Master Buddha, you can do whatever you want with it. This kind of thing that harms people will only cause trouble if you keep it. Do you want to keep it for someone to worship as a treasure?"

She glanced at Luo Lin meaningfully.

Su Chen understood what she meant instantly.

The corners of his lips curled up in an almost imperceptible arc, and he looked at the phantom demon without any hesitation.

"The evildoer shall be punished."

As the words fell, the "Golden Lotus of Buddha's Wrath" that had previously condensed at his fingertips and was temporarily dormant due to Lu Mingxuan's obstruction suddenly lit up.

The golden lotus that was originally floating in his palm and contained the power of holy purification instantly turned into a dazzling golden light, as fast as lightning, without giving Lu Mingxuan and Luo Lin any chance to react, and bombarded the phantom monster with incredible precision!

"what--!!!"

A scream a hundred times more shrill than before resounded throughout the swamp! The phantom demon's tiny body twisted and burned violently in the pure and overbearing Buddha's light, and its emerald green blood and scales turned into green smoke.

The purifying force did not kill her outright, but rather, like a raging fire boiling oil, it forcibly stripped away and purified all the filth and resentment in her body, as well as the original demonic power that constituted her existence, bit by bit and inch by inch!

The pain was a hundred times worse than being cut into pieces, and even dying became a luxury for her.

In the face of absolute power, even the struggle of the phantom demon seemed futile.

In just a few breaths, the shrill screams stopped abruptly.

The body of the phantom demon was like ice and snow exposed to the sun. It completely melted in the Buddha's light, without even a trace of dust left. It was physically purified by Su Chen with thunder, and its body and soul were destroyed!

"you!"

The gentleness and humility on Luo Lin's face froze in an instant. A trace of unbelievable astonishment and a hint of being disobeyed flashed across the depths of his eyes. The perfect mask finally showed a crack.

He never expected that Su Chen would be so decisive and ruthless, completely disregarding the reputation of Luoshui Sect and the life of Junior Sister Linghui!