Chapter 981 The Heroic Monk with Different Eyes Saves the Beauty

As the evil power was in operation, the fat man soon exuded an increasingly strong evil aura.

The smile on his face also became cruel at this moment, and at the same time, he sped up his hands. In the blink of an eye, he had already taken off most of his clothes.

"Devil, it's you! It's actually you!!! You... You will definitely not die well."

The woman screamed in shock, as if she thought of something, and her expression became extremely terrified in an instant.

In her mind, the legends that have been circulating in and outside Sunset City for decades quickly emerged. ??

It is said that on Yuhui Island, outside Sunset City, there are evil cultivators who specialize in killing women outside.

No matter whether they are female cultivators or young girls in the mortal world, they are not spared.

And all the female cultivators who died tragically were all tortured by the evil method as a furnace before they died.

Under the evil method, not only the cultivation and the yin essence are lost, but even the vitality is drained in a short time.

It is a kind of domineering evil power, which is more terrible than the evil cultivators who treat women as simple furnaces!

Thinking of the pain of losing her cultivation just now, and seeing the man in front of her like this.

The woman was startled and immediately realized that the so-called devilish evil cultivator was clearly the person in front of her.

Only this person in front of her could commit crimes for decades without being discovered and killed by the righteous cultivators.

Thinking that her rash behavior might implicate her companions. The woman whimpered softly, grief-stricken, and almost fainted.

"Haha... scream, scream louder. There is no one living in this place for dozens of miles."

"Even if you scream your throat out, no one will pay attention!"

The man laughed wildly, with a sick and crazy look on his face.

The woman's painful reaction, in his eyes, was a kind of enjoyment.

However.

Just when the woman was completely desperate and the man took off almost all his clothes, the voice fell.

"Bold evil cultivator, dare to be presumptuous in front of me, you are simply looking for death!"

An indignant and angry voice suddenly came from behind.

"What? There's someone?" The man frowned and immediately looked in the direction of the sound. His eyes locked onto the cave not far away. "Who is it? How dare you ruin my good deeds!" Along with the sharp rebuke, the aura of a cultivator in the early stage of the Golden Core Stage instantly emanated. As soon as the words fell. In the cave, a handsome young man with double pupils walked out with big strides. The sudden action of the cultivator with different eyes not only made the fat evil cultivator look strange. In the back of the cave, Su Twelve and others who were hiding their bodies and auras also frowned. Especially Su Twelve, anger flashed in his eyes, and his arms stretched in the air, obviously maintaining the posture of pulling people. Unfortunately, the cultivator with different eyes took the lead. Forcing him to stay would only expose everyone. "It's me! You evil cultivator, you dare to bully the weak in front of me and practice such evil and evil skills."

"What a pity... you are unlucky to meet me! Today, I will let you know how to write the word death."

The monk with different eyes held his head high, his eyes shining, and his face was full of righteousness.

As he spoke, the aura around him soared, and a black long sword flew out without any warning.

The sharp murderous intent bloomed in the air with a deadly light, and with a whistle, it swept the dust with the wind and went straight to the fat evil cultivator.

"Not good! It's the late Jindan period!!!"

Seeing the murderous intent coming, feeling the cultivation aura of the monk with different eyes, the fat evil cultivator's pupils shrank, and his face changed drastically in an instant.

Without any hesitation, he opened his mouth and sprayed out a strange blood mist.

The strange blood mist was composed of countless dark red flying insects that exuded strange evil auras. Each flying insect flapped its wings and emitted a buzzing sound.

The moment it appeared, it met the attack of the flying knife in the blink of an eye, wrapping the knife.

Although the attack of the flying knife was fierce, the flying insects were like water, constantly flying in the knife's momentum to find a living space.

At the same time, a constant stream of strange evil spirits came out of its mouth, and the evil spirits penetrated the knife's momentum and reached the flying knife itself.

Infected by the evil spirit, the flying knife lost its spirituality in the blink of an eye, and the attack was broken.

"Huh? What kind of method is this?"

The sudden change brought by the strange method made the monk with different eyes widen his eyes and was extremely surprised.

In his opinion, his cultivation level completely crushed the opponent, and this knife was even more ruthless, urging 70% of his strength. With one knife, the opponent would have no reason to survive. .

Although it was unexpected, the monk with different eyes reacted quickly.

He pinched his fingers and chanted a spell.

Without saying anything nonsense, he opened his mouth and spurted out another mouthful of true energy.

The true energy rolled and turned into two raging flames.

One of them launched a powerful attack and continued to kill the evil cultivator in front of him. Another one flew towards the flying knife in the air and resolved the danger of the flying knife.

However, the monk with heterochromatic pupils reacted quickly.

The fat evil cultivator reacted even faster.

The moment he sprayed blood mist to block the attack, a blood-colored light shield condensed around his body.

The small eyes under the pile of fat on his face were shining with brilliance, and his eyes were always paying attention to the cave where the monk with heterochromatic pupils walked out, and he did not hide his vigilant and alert eyes.

There was only the monk with heterochromatic pupils in front of him, but he

seemed to have noticed something and felt extremely uneasy.

Before he could figure out the situation in front of him, a fire suddenly appeared in his sight. Seeing this, the fat evil cultivator could not care about anything else and immediately stepped heavily on the ground.

"Bang!"

Just a muffled sound was heard, and waves of dust were set off from the ground. The dust was mixed with inexplicable power, stirring up a large area of ​​space in the surrounding area and causing it to fluctuate.

The fat evil cultivator seized the opportunity, used his fat body to use his strength, and soared into the sky at an astonishing speed, just dodging the second wave of attacks from the strange-eyed cultivators.

Before his figure could stabilize in the air, he took the opportunity to turn into a stream of light and fly away into the distance, and escaped.

From the time when the strange-eyed cultivator took action to when he ran away, the obese evil cultivator escaped very simply, without showing any signs of fighting.

"Hmph! If you dare to ruin my good deeds, I will write down this debt and I will ask you to repay it twice as much sooner or later."

In the distance, only the angry and threatening voice of the other party could be heard.

"Damn! This bastard is so fat and looks like a bird. How can he run faster than a rabbit?"

The corner of the monk's mouth twitched and he muttered angrily.

The first time I failed to take down the opponent, it can be said that the opponent's moves were weird.

But the second miss really shocked and surprised him.

I can't help but have self-doubt about my own strength.

The evil cultivator from the East China Sea Islands is so powerful?

As the thought came to his mind, a whisper came to his ears, "Little girl Mu Feiyan, thank you... senior for saving your life!"

Mu Feiyan gently gathered her gauze clothes and knelt down on the ground, with an extremely grateful look in her eyes. She raised her head and looked at the cultivator with different eyes.

That pitiful appearance makes me feel pity for him.

Plus a low, trembling voice.

The monk with different eyes couldn't care less about his surprise. Just hearing the other party's voice made him feel as if his whole body was electrified.