Chapter 118 I Want To Subdue Demons

"Guang Lingui? Demon?" The little monk muttered to himself what Song Yueming had said, and his calm eyes, which were like a pool of spring water, caused a faint ripple to appear at that time.

It's a wonderful thing.

Sometimes, it might just be a flash of waves that would dissipate after a slight ripple.

But sometimes, that wave could cause a monstrous wave that could change the world.

To the little monk, this thing was not an imperceptible ripple, nor was it a monstrous wave that could change the heavens and earth.

That thing was more like a thorn that stabbed into his heart. He couldn't explain it clearly, but it felt like it was stuck in his throat.

"Why bother with this demon? Wait until I take his head!" The nearby Qing Ru Xi shouted loudly. At that moment, he had already been unable to restrain himself from taking a step forward. A dense saber intent surged out from the body of this Saber Dao expert like a tidal wave.

Qing Ruxi was at the Great Evolution Realm. In an era when immortals were rarely born, the Great Evolution Realm almost represented the highest combat strength a cultivator could attain. He cultivated the Dao of the Saber, opening and closing, and was extremely valiant and fierce.

He was very confident that he would be able to remove the demon's head within three moves.

No matter what, I will cut you off with my saber. This is Qing Ru Xi's saber path, and it is also the highest realm that the saber artist in the world seeks the most.

Therefore, the moment he finished speaking, he didn't hesitate at all, and his body shot out like a streak of light.

That one was extremely fast, and it was also extremely beneficial.

The cold saber light was like a shining sun, covering almost all the colors in the world, as if there was only one saber and one person left in this world.

Wait…

There seems to be something else.

It was a ray of golden light, from inconspicuous to incomparably dazzling. In just an instant, it had completed such a rapid transformation.

Everyone was still dumbfounded, but the light was already so bright that they couldn't even look directly at it, and it even concealed the saber light that Qing Ru Xi had activated. In other words, the golden light had already wrapped around Qing Ru Xi.

Under the golden light, the dazzling saber light that he had stimulated was as ridiculous as the brilliance of rotting grass.

Pu!

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

However, when they entered the destination, everyone couldn't help but gasp.

Qing Ru Xi's body fell to the side. His expression was dispirited, and his white beard was covered in bright red blood.

On the other hand, the little monk's eyes were filled with rage. He stretched out one hand and maintained the appearance he had when he made the move.

"Why? I'm here to subdue demons. Why are you stopping me?" He shouted loudly with his tender voice, his tone filled with confusion and confusion. However, was this puzzlement aimed at obstructing the crowd, or was it because of him? Perhaps, even he himself could not say it was true.

Unfortunately, no one responded to him. Everyone was shocked by the fact that Qing Ruxi had been defeated by him with a single blow. Even Ning Zhumang's face was filled with disbelief at that time.

Qing Ruxi's combat strength was enough to be ranked in the top ten in the entire Chongju Peak, and such a figure was not likely to be found in the entire Jianghu Imperial Court of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Apart from the secluded immortals, the people who could defeat him so cleanly were even more unheard of.

Could it be that this young monk in front of him, who looked to be only eleven or twelve years old, really was an unborn Earthly Immortal?

This speculation inevitably appeared in Ning Zhumang's mind, and his expression became even gloomier. This was what he had always been worried about. Although the Exquisite Pavilion was still the number one sect in the Great Zhou Empire, there was no immortal guarding it. Not only was the foundation of such a number one sect unstable, there was also the possibility that it would attract all sorts of disasters.

"I'm here to subdue demons. I'm not a demon. Why are you afraid of me?" The little monk looked at the puzzlement in the eyes of the crowd. He questioned indignantly, his clear eyes filled with puzzlement.

However, at this moment, who could believe his words?

Apart from fear, there was not much left in everyone's eyes. Even Ning Zhumang began to plan how to solve the problem before them.

His eyebrows furrowed as the true essence in his body began to circulate.

He was naturally incomparably clear about the immortal's strength. If he were to fight with all his might, he might not have a chance of winning. However, once he did so, there would be unforeseen changes to his future plans, and it might even lead the entire Exquisite Pavilion into the Death Realm.

For this reason, he hesitated.

Of course, there was one exception.

That was Xu Han.

There was indeed a great demon hidden in the Exquisite Pavilion.

His right arm was the big demon. Ever since the little monk appeared, his right arm had changed. In addition to the little monk's words, he was almost certain that it was for his own convenience.

He really wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to escape, but the backlash from his right arm had already exhausted him. Now, even if he took two steps forward, it would be extremely difficult for him. How could he have the ability to escape in the hands of such a monster?

As he thought about this, the sweat on his forehead became denser and his face became exceptionally pale. He hid in the crowd and dealt with his right arm while staring fixedly at the little monk's every move.

He already had some consciousness, if this little monk really recognized his weakness.

He used his last trace of clarity to leave the Exquisite Pavilion, then unsealed his right arm, risking his life.

…

The little monk's questioning could not be answered at all.

He was very unhappy.

Or angry.

Angry at the ignorance of these mortals.

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

He thought of the holy monk that the old monk had mentioned.

It is because of the ignorance of the world that all men suffer.

It was precisely because of his naked eyes that he was unable to distinguish between Buddha and demons.

If he wanted to cross the Heavens, he had to let the world see clearly what a devil was and what a Buddha was!

The little monk's eyebrows were filled with killing intent.

As he walked forward, the golden light around him was incomparably resplendent.

Seeing this, everyone took a step back, apparently fearful of him to the extreme.

Seeing this, the little monk's determination to find the monster grew even stronger in his heart.

He took another step forward.

Whoosh!

However, it was at that moment that a hurried sound of breaking through the sky rang out.

A flying sword rushed over like lightning and landed on the ground where the little monk lifted his foot.

He paused for a moment, his feet floating in the air.

He looked up and saw an old man dressed in a red robe standing in the air, frowning as he looked at him coldly.

"If Linglong Pavilion really has a monster, Linglong Pavilion will take care of it. I don't need to trouble you."

"This sword is the world. If Your Excellency leaves now, everything will be fine."

"If you dare to go any further…"

"Under the sword of Zhong, I have to add another undead soul!"

As the old man spoke, his voice was as cold as snow in the middle of winter, covering the entire field.

His appearance undoubtedly shook everyone's hearts. Zhong Changhen's hatred for why he killed his master back then was still an unsolved mystery in the eyes of most people, but there was no doubt that he possessed enough strength to rival an immortal.

"Senior Brother, you've worked hard." Ning Zhumang bowed respectfully to the old man in the sky.

Others didn't know about the old debts of the Exquisite Pavilion, so how could he not know?

Although he was ultimately responsible for the matter of the Radiant Extreme Sword Immortal entering the Devil Realm, Zhong Changhen still held a grudge against him for killing his master for many years. He had sealed the sword long ago. This time, he had clearly expected that everyone would be unable to deal with it.

Or perhaps it could be said that even if Ning Zhumang could cope with it, he would still have to pay a huge price.

For Ning Zhumang, such a price was probably too expensive for him to afford.

In a sense, Zhong Changhen had not only helped Linglong Pavilion, but also helped Ning Zhumang.

…

The little monk frowned.

His pink face was full of anger.

The old monk always said that the world was dumb.

He used to not understand, but now he finally understood.

It was precisely because of this stupidity that he needed to be refined.

He raised his head to look at the old man dressed in red, his eyes sinking, and then said solemnly, word by word.

"I want to subdue the demons."

At that moment, the foot that had been floating in the air for a long time also landed.

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