The monk looked at Situ Haoran with still kind eyes.
"Does the donor want to kill her?"
Situ Haoran said: "Exactly, master, you have to protect her. You know, she is the public enemy of our little Kunlun, a murderous demon. If you want to protect her, you are the enemy of our entire little Kunlun."
He was actually threatening the monk.
The monk laughed and pronounced the Buddha's name again: "Amitabha, donor, are you threatening me? Whether she is a demon or not, it has nothing to do with me. The poor monk is destined to her, and she is destined to my Buddhist sect, so I I want to take her back to the Buddhist world."
"Master, are you not giving me Situ Haoran's face? You can take her back if you want. Let me kill her. You can take her body back. If this person is not eliminated, he will bring us Little Kunlun Supreme in the future." Therefore, I hope that the master will not interfere anymore. I have no intention of being an enemy of the master, but if the master insists on doing this, I have no choice but to ask for some advice."
Situ Haoran is also very tough.
At this moment, the blood demon standing behind the monk suddenly drew his sword and stabbed the monk in the back.
Situ Haoran was overjoyed.
He could see that this monk was not simple.
He was obviously a cultivator, but he could not see the aura of a cultivator. The most important thing was that the other party pointed in the direction above his head. Could it be that he came from the world above?
He doesn't believe it!
But where is the Buddhist world?
He really doesn't know.
Perhaps, it is in another world, like this little Kunlun.
Then the other party must also be strong.
Of course, Situ Haoran is not afraid. Since he is in the same small world as Little Kunlun, no matter how strong the monk is, he is not afraid, because he is also the top strongman in Little Kunlun and can compete with him. Next, and this is Little Kunlun, his home court.
Now that a blood demon is taking the initiative, wouldn't that just anger the monk?
Even if the monk doesn't kill her, he can still help Situ Haoran test her.
Everyone was also shocked.
The sword in the blood demon's hand shines brightly. In her eyes, the sea of blood is rolling. Her long blood-colored hair moves automatically without wind. Her whole figure looks like a female Shura walking out of the sea of blood.
One sword, use it with all your strength.
The power of this sword can be imagined.
However, the sword energy clearly fell on the monk, but the latter seemed to have no feeling at all.
The tip of the sword had already pierced the monk's neck, but at this moment, the monk's body emitted a dazzling golden light that made people dare not look directly at it, just like the golden body of Buddhism.
Buzz!
It was as if Zen sounds were coming from the distant void.
The tip of the sword can hardly advance even an inch.
Instead, the blood demon was shaken and flew dozens of feet away.
Wow!
She spat out another mouthful of blood.
The next second, the monk appeared next to her, a little empty.
The blood demon's body seemed to be imprisoned. She closed her eyes, and there was no movement in her body, as if she was dead.
Of course she wasn't dead.
Because the monk came to save her, at least for now, it seemed that the monk came for her, so he would not take her life.
Behind Situ Haoran, a dozen people gathered at this time, all masters of the Demon Sword Sect. Seeing how powerful the monk was, they were all a little nervous.
Even Situ Haoran didn't dare to take the blood demon's sword forcefully.
But the monk seemed to have nothing going on and was completely indifferent.
This sword was unable to break through his defense or his Buddhist golden body.
Situ Haoran's expression became a little solemn.
This monk is amazing!
But he was eager to try again.
On the one hand, he really wanted to kill the blood demon to avoid future troubles.
On the other hand, it was rare to encounter a master of this level, and he wanted to give it a try.
Perhaps, if you can gain some enlightenment, you can reach a higher level.
Maybe one day in the future, we can really go to a higher level world?
In Little Kunlun, almost everyone believes in the existence of the upper world, and even many ancient antiques have seen people from the upper world.
Situ Haoran also heard the story of the upper realm told by his seniors, saying that every many years, the higher realm would come down to look for suitable successors.
But no one knows what is going on in the upper bound.
"Donor wants to do something to me?"
The monk still looked kind and cheerful.
He also felt Situ Haoran's fighting spirit rising rapidly.
"Yes, I think so."
"Then come on, I won't do anything. If you can break my defense, I won't take this girl away."
The monk smiled slightly.
sweat……
These words made everyone feel deeply dissatisfied.
Situ Haoran is a peerless strongman in Little Kunlun. It can be said that no one in the entire Little Kunlun dares to despise him, and no one dares to say that he is definitely better than him.
But now, the monk in front of him looked down upon him so much.
This is so infuriating.
No matter how strong you are, you won't be able to boast like this, right?
If Situ Haoran can't break his defense, then is he still a human?
"This is a bit exaggerated. Do you look down on me?"
Situ Haoran said angrily.
His fighting spirit has reached its peak.
The monk seemed to never be angry. He was still smiling and said calmly: "Yes, I just look down on you."
puff……
Situ Haoran almost spit out blood.
"you--"
"Come on, I don't have that much time to waste in a place like this, take action."
The monk smiled.
Situ Haoran held the sword in both hands, jumped up high, and then slashed down with a sword.
A ray of sword light descended from the sky, as if it was going to cut the whole world in half, and slashed towards the monk.
Buzz!
The sword light fell on the monk's head.
The monk transformed into a golden Buddha, with his hands clasped together and his smile as before.
This sword really failed to break through his golden body.
On the contrary, Situ Haoran was thrown away and landed more than ten feet away.
Holding the sword with both hands, his whole body trembling, Situ Haoran looked horrified.
He was not injured.
But his heart almost collapsed.
He has never encountered such a powerful master in his life.
He has lived for thousands of years, but has never encountered such an opponent.
It’s so shocking!
As if in an instant, his fighting spirit disappeared without a trace.
Looking at the monk in the sky, Situ Haoran looked respectful and saluted the latter: "Master, I'm offended."
"Can I take her away?"
The monk asked with a smile.
Situ Haoran said quickly: "Of course, but can I ask a question?"
"Ask, you can only ask one question."
"Are you from the upper world?"
Situ Haoran asked without any hesitation.
The monk nodded: "Yes."
"Okay, I'm convinced. I was defeated by the master today. I'm convinced, but I have a question. According to legend, people in the upper world cannot interfere with matters in the lower world."
"Did I interfere? Did I kill you? I didn't."
The monk then smiled and said: "I just came to enlighten this female benefactor. She is destined to my Buddhist sect. I took her back and said goodbye."
As soon as he finished speaking, a sword light appeared under the monk's feet, in the shape of a lotus.
The lotus rose and turned into a ray of light, shooting towards the depths of the endless sea of clouds.
In an instant, the blood demon and the monk had disappeared.
Everyone looked at each other with complicated expressions.
Some people died, but not completely...
