Hidden Blade Chapter 86: I want to lower the demon

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"Guanglin ghost? Demon?" The little monk whispered Song Yueming's words, and an imperceptible ripple appeared on his calm eyes like a pool of spring water.

That is a very strange thing.

Sometimes it may be just a flash of waves, which disappear after a slight ripple.

But sometimes, that wave swells, or it can set off a huge wave and change the world.

For the little monk, this thing is not an imperceptible ripple, nor is it a huge wave that can change the world.

The thing was more like a thorn, stuck in his heart, unclear, but like a thorn in his throat.

"Why bother with this demon, wait for me to take his head!" Qing Ruxi by the side burst out, and he was already unable to restrain him, so he stepped out at that time, with a strong sword intent like a tide. The power of the sword rushed out of the body.

Qingruxi is Dayan Realm. In this era when immortals are rarely born, Dayan Realm almost represents the highest combat power a monk can achieve. What he is repairing is the sword way, open and close, brave and fierce.

He is confident that he can remove the demon's head within three moves.

Any ghost, sprite, and sprite, I cut it off by myself. This is the path of Qingruxi's swords, and it is also the highest state of the world's swordsmen.

Therefore, the moment he finished speaking, he no longer hesitated, and his body shot out like a stream of light.

That one is fast to the extreme, but also to the extreme.

The piercing light of the knife almost obscured all the colors of the sky and the earth at that moment like a shining sun, as if there were only one knife and that person left in this world.

Wait...

There seems to be something else.

It was a golden light, from imperceptible to dazzling, and it completed such a rapid transition just in a flash.

Everyone is still stunned, the light is already so bright that people can't look directly at it, even covering the light of the sword spurred by Qing Ruxi. In other words, the golden light has already wrapped Qingruxi in it.

The blade light that dazzled everyone by him turned out to be as ridiculous as the splendor of rotten grass under the golden light.

Puff!

After a few breaths, the golden light dissipated, and the scene in front of everyone became clear again after a trance.

The sight of entering the goal made everyone breathe a sigh of relief at that time...

Qing Ruxi's body fell to the side, the look on his face wilted, and the red blood on his gray beard.

Looking at the little monk, his eyes were surging with anger, one hand stretched out, still keeping the same appearance when he made the move.

"Why? I'm here to cast down the demon, why are you stopping me?" He shouted loudly in his immature voice, his tone full of perplexity and confusion. It's just that this kind of confusion is whether it is against the people or is it from himself, maybe even he himself is not true.

Unfortunately, no one responded to him. Everyone was shocked by the fact that Qing Ruxi was defeated by him with a single blow, and even Ning Zhumang had an incredible face at that time.

Qing Ruxi's combat power is enough to rank in the top ten on the entire Zhongju Peak, and such a character may not be able to find much in the entire Great Zhou Jianghu Chaotang. And those who can defeat it so cleanly, except for those hidden immortals, are unheard of.

Is it possible that the little monk in front of me, who seems to be only eleven or twelve years old, is really some kind of immortal?

Such speculation inevitably surfaced in Ning Zhumang's mind, and his face became increasingly gloomy as a result. This is what he has always worried about. Although Linglong Pavilion is still the first sect of the Great Zhou Dynasty, there are no immortals in charge. Such a first is not only unstable, but may also cause various harms.

"I'm here to descend the demon, I am not a demon, why are you afraid of me?" The little monk looked at everyone's incomprehension, and he asked indignantly, his clear eyes filled with puzzlement. .

Only at this moment, who can believe his words?

There was not much left in everyone's eyes except fear, and even Ning Zhumang began to plan how to solve the trouble in front of him at that time.

His brow furrowed, and the true essence in his body began to revolve.

The immortal’s strength is naturally very clear. If he tries his best, he may not have no chance of winning, but once he does, then his future plan will change back to unpredictable changes, and it may even lead to the death of the entire Linglong Pavilion. territory.

For this, he hesitated very much.

Of course, there is one exception.

That is Xu Han.

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p;There is indeed a great demon hidden in Linglong Pavilion.

His right arm is the big demon. Since the little monk appeared, his right arm has moved abnormally. Adding to the little monk's words, he is almost certain that it is for the convenience of himself.

He wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to escape, but the backlash of his right arm has made him tired. Now even if he takes two steps, it is extremely difficult, how can he have the ability to escape in the hands of such a monster?

He thought about this secretly, the sweat on his forehead became thicker, and his face was particularly livid. He hid in the crowd intentionally, and dealt with his right arm again and again, while staring at the little monk firmly. Every move.

He already has some consciousness, if he is really aware of the flaws by this little monk.

He used his last trace of Qingming to stay away from Linglong Pavilion, and then unblocked his right arm, fighting to the death.

......

The little monk's questioning finally received no response.

He was very upset.

Or rather angry.

Angry at the ignorance of these mortals.

Angry at the cunning of the great demon he had never met.

He remembered the holy monk that the old monk had talked about.

Because of the ignorance of the world, the world suffers.

Because the naked eye is mortal, it is impossible to distinguish Buddhas and demons.

If he wants to survive the common people, he has to let the world see clearly what is a demon and what is a Buddha!

The little monk thought of this way and his eyebrows surged with anger.

His steps were taken, and the golden light shining all over his body was extremely bright.

Everyone took a step back after seeing this, obviously they were already extremely afraid of him.

When the little monk saw this, he felt a little more determined in his heart to find out the monster.

His footsteps are taken again.

Shoo!

But at that moment, a rushing sound of breaking through the air sounded.

A flying sword slew like lightning, and landed impartially on the ground where the little monk lifted his footsteps.

He paused, his feet floating in the air.

He looked up, but saw an old man in a red gown really standing in the air at the moment, frowning and looking at him coldly.

"If Linglong Pavilion really contains monsters, Linglong Pavilion will solve it by itself, so I won’t bother you."

"This sword is the world. If your Excellency leaves at this time, everything will be gone."

"If you dare to go further..."

"Zhong must add another soul under the sword!"

The old man said like this, his voice was as cold as winter snow, covering all fields.

His appearance undoubtedly shocked the hearts of everyone. Why Zhong Changhen killed his master in the past is still an unsolved mystery in the eyes of most people, but he has the strength to rival the immortals. But there is no doubt.

"Brother has worked hard." Ning Zhumang bowed to the old man Yingying in the sky at that time, and said respectfully.

Others don't know the old accounts of Linglong Pavilion, how can he not know.

In the final analysis, although the mangji sword immortal entered the devil, although he took the blame, Zhong Changhen had been cherished for many years about the killing of his master, and he sealed the sword early. When it comes, everyone can't handle it.

In other words, even if Ning Zhumang can cope, it will cost a great deal.

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Zhong Changhat's shot, in a sense, not only helped Linglongge, but also helped him Ning Zhumang.

......

The little monk frowned.

An emotion called anger is written all over the pink face.

The old monk always said that the world is dull.

He didn't understand, but now he finally understands.

Because of this dullness, it is more necessary for him to reduce it.

With such a thought in his arms, he looked up at the old man in red clothes, his eyes sank, and then he said very solemnly.

"I want to cast down the demon."

And the foot that was hanging in the air for a long time also fell down at that time.