The sudden scene made Summer stunned.

Not only him, but also Ye Qing, who had been standing next to him, was startled.

The two looked at each other subconsciously.

I saw that where the monk was standing, a figure appeared.

This is a woman dressed in a white palace dress, covered by a white veil, her clothes are fluttering, and under the cover of the moonlight, she is as ethereal as a fairy descending from the Guanghan Palace.

Seeing her, Summer's pupils shrank.

The woman who was suspected to be the Empress of China......! How could it be here?

For a while, all kinds of thoughts came to me.

At this moment, the monk had already stood up, but he looked embarrassed, and he was also looking at the woman in white.

Suddenly, his eyelids jumped wildly, and his facial expression twitched involuntarily.

It's no longer the same indifference.

Even the face of hypocrisy cannot be maintained.

"Female donor, I'm slaying demons, you ...... What do you mean?"

The opponent was able to knock himself into the air with one blow, and he didn't even have time to react, and the monk immediately realized that he had met a super master.

And seeing the other party dressed up like this, he naturally remembered some rumors.

On the other hand, the woman in white turned a deaf ear.

Step forward.

Just one step out, the body shattered, and disappeared completely.

Or rather, it's not that it's gone, it's that it's too fast to catch with the eyes.

The monk's pupils shrank, he didn't dare to slack off, and retreated like lightning, and his dangerous instinct made him wave his arms quickly.

The crackling sound was endless.

Bang! He was blown away again, slammed into a tree pole, and his face turned pale.

A woman's figure appears.

Keep walking.

"Donor, why do you want this?

The poor monk ...... before she finished speaking, the woman in white spoke for the first time.

The sound quality is beautiful, but the cold is terrible.

"My sin is also very heavy, you can cross me. ”

Stunned to hear this, the corners of the monk's mouth twitched again.

"Poor Monk...... I didn't see the killing from the female benefactor, poor monk, let's go......" "Shall I let you go?" ”

The monk's body froze, and his face became extremely ugly, "May I ask what else is the matter with the female benefactor?"

"Leave your head behind. ”

"You, you ......" The monk's face became more difficult to look at, but the situation was stronger than people, "Why did the female benefactor kill the poor monk......" "Because I am a demon." ”

The monk was speechless for a moment.

"Female benefactor, the poor monk is from Putuo Mountain, and the poor monk is just passing by......" When it comes to monks, ordinary people will think of Shaolin Temple for the first time.

And in many people's thinking concepts, only Shaolin Temple has monks.

In fact, many ancient temples in China have monks, Shaolin Temple is only one of them, and it is very famous, all of which will give people this illusion.

"Who you are, I know very well. ”

The woman in white still walked forward slowly, "Back then, you thought that Mingren was a demon and wanted to cross him...... The two of you expounded the Buddha's teachings, but you, a true monk, were speechless by the Ming people's arguments on the spot, and secretly plotted against him in anger and shame...... How?

Do you miss his son now?"

I was stunned to hear this.

More than the monk was stunned.

Summer is also a stay.

This bald donkey actually has a grudge against the Ming people?

In the middle of his thoughts, the monk who reacted no longer had the same grief as before, but became hideous, "Hugh is talking nonsense, that Ming man is the ......" When he spoke, the monk's robe on his body suddenly swelled.

"Demon Slayer Seal!"

He didn't hesitate to strike the strongest blow.

The golden light is flourishing all around, and a faint shadow appears behind it.

But this phantom figure was no longer the previous human form, but a huge palm print, pressing down towards the woman in white.

The woman in white didn't dodge.

There is no hard shock.

Let the golden palm print shroud it.

Instantly.

The field of vision was dazzling with golden light, and no one could see what was going on inside.

"Hmph, female benefactor, you are so arrogant, even if you are the most holy and strong, facing the demon extermination seal of the poor monk...... Ugh!"

The monk's face was very solemn, but his eyes could not hide the look of success.

But before he finished speaking, it came to an abrupt end.

Wow.

There are no berserk energy fluctuations.

The golden brilliance suddenly dimmed.

The woman's white dress is fluttering, curling Nana, and her gestures show elegance and refinement.

"You...... You ......" The monk was shocked, pointing at the other party and unable to say a complete sentence.

This...... How could it be!

The woman took a step forward, as if teleporting.

No, this is not teleportation, but the legendary shrinkage of the ground into inches, and in an instant, when the monk approached, the cold voice echoed in the mountains and forests.

"Let you, a bald donkey, live five more years, and you should be content. ”

The sound has not fallen.

Then the man came to the monk's approach.

Raise your seemingly slender arm and slap it on the other's abdomen.

"Wow. ”

The monk spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his figure retreated, his face pale without a trace of blood.

He tried to condense his abilities, but there was an incredible horror on his face.

"You...... Scrapped my ......" whoosh.

An afterimage flashed.

The woman in white appeared in front of the monk, raised her arm, and slapped it in the face.

Smack.

Immediately, the monk's left cheek swelled at a rate visible to the naked eye.

"Aren't you going to cross the devil, your great mercy?

What about your purifying beings? ”

Another slap on his right cheek made the monk's head wider.

He only felt the burning pain on his face, his body couldn't stop retreating, and the expression on his face was shocked and angry.

"I'm the ...... of Bodha Temple," a slap in the back of his head.

"What about Putuo Temple. ”

Da-da-da-da.

The monk seemed to have been wasted in the sea of qi, and his ability could not be used, and his body involuntarily leaned forward.

"My senior brother is a holy monk of Putuo Temple.

"Smack.

Another slap in the face.

"What about sorrow. ”

Slap, slap, slap left and right.

"Do you really think that you don't have to repay the blood debt back then?"

The monk's head was full three times larger, and it did not have the majesty of the previous one.

He grinned, pointed at the woman, and shouted, "You, you enchantress...... You can't die well......" On the other hand, the woman in white was not angry, but her killing intent was like a tide.

"You bald donkeys, dressed in the cloak of hanging foxes to help the world, are not as good as animals, the Buddha does not accept you, and today the deity accepts you. ”

The moment the words fell, a palm slapped on the monk's head.

Seven orifices bleed.

The monk was like a rag puppet with his eyes open, and slowly fell down.

He's dead.

And so he died.

Summer and Ye were soft, but they were stunned.

Especially in the summer.

It can be described as jaw-dropping.

He had seen the woman in white in front of him who was suspected to be the Empress of China more than once.

Every time, the other party gave him a fairy-like coldness and ethereal, as if he did not eat the fireworks of the world.

But the scene just now completely subverted his perception.

It's so fierce.

"I once asked for the Lotus Sect's Demon Slaying Sword from you, and now I don't owe it to you anymore, so I will settle it. ”

Just as he was thinking, a woman's voice came.

She didn't go to see the summer, but like a ladder, step by step into the void.

"The person you killed before is called Yan Feishen, his identity is a guardian, and he has a master named Lin Chuan......" The woman in white was still the same as before, and she didn't want to talk to Xia deeply, and after a few words, she disappeared into the night.

She ...... Is she a god?"

Ye Qingrou was stunned by the previous scene.