Dragon blood bodyguard of the beauty president

Chapter 3271 Asura Killer

In the dark night, the water of the windswept holy river kept slapping against the shore, and there was a constant smell of cow dung and corpses.

Song Yuchan stared at the Lingshan Mountain in the distance and pondered for a while, secretly thinking that she must quickly find a way to go up.

It is said that only disciples who have the fate of Buddha can go up. What exactly is the fate of Buddha, Song Yuchan was confused for a while.

From her point of view, this is ultimately a matter of strength.

The person who seems to be her master can go wherever he wants.

The so-called Buddha's fate should be something that coincides with the prohibition of Lingshan, so that the restriction will not exclude you.

"Could it be that I have to devote myself to the Buddha and be a laughing monk to go to Lingshan?"

Song Yuchan drank the wine and sighed, the wind around her tightened, and she suddenly felt a powerful pressure approaching.

She looked around and shouted softly, "It's already here, why don't you show up?"

A group of people in black robes showed their faces, each holding a half-moon scimitar in their hands.

The leader was the monk who escorted Karina back.

With the sutra bucket in his hand, he first glanced at Karina, then turned to Song Yuchan and said, "Who are you? Why did you want to kidnap our princess?"

"You guys came pretty fast!"

Song Yuchan praised the monk. It is difficult for ordinary people to find traces of the people she took away with her breath.

She and the monk asked curiously, "How did you find this place?"

The monk didn't answer, but just put his hands together and said, "The little monk is ordered to take Her Majesty the Princess back to the palace, and I ask this little friend not to block our way."

Song Yuchan chuckled, "I didn't block your way! If you want to take away the princess, I won't stop you. But if you want to take away my apprentice, I won't agree."

"apprentice?"

The monk raised his eyebrows and said, "I don't know who the disciple of the donor is?"

"Princess!"

Song Yuchan gestured to Karina.

The monk was speechless, "So, you are going to stop us?"

Song Yuchan stared at the monk and smiled lightly, "It's up to you to understand it, if you want to snatch someone from me, it depends on your ability."

"Amitabha!"

The monk gestured to the men in black around him.

These Sudras holding scimitars seemed to sprang out in black shadows, and in the night, they quickly formed a web of swords in front of Song Yuchan.

In the knife net, a cold light hits people.

Song Yuchan's left and right retreats were completely blocked by the knife net.

If it was an ordinary person, no matter how he moved, he would be cut in half by the sword energy.

With a muffled pop, the saber net pressed towards Song Yuchan, but was bounced around by a burst of blue light.

More than a dozen of these men in black were blown to pieces in the air, turning into a cloud of blood and dispersing in the air.

The monk shouted in surprise, "You!"

Song Yuchan stared at him and smiled softly, "I'm sorry, I suspect that you are not here to pick up the princess back to the palace, but have other intentions."

The monk's face changed instantly and he said coldly, "How do you know?"

Song Yuchan said, "It's very simple, this place is so close to the palace. Since you found our trail, why don't you tell the king to bring someone over to bring the princess back, why do you still act privately?"

The monk said, "This is our task, and we will naturally complete it. How can we let the king send someone here with great fanfare, and shame the face of the royal family?"

Song Yuchan smiled and said, "This is their mission, not yours. You don't have any Buddha light on your body, and you are full of hostility. You should not be that monk."

"you wanna die!"

Suddenly, a murderous look erupted from the monk's body, and the prayer wheel in his hand shook backwards.

The surrounding void instantly distorted and deformed, as if to freeze the void around Song Yuchan.

All wind, water, including sound, all became quiet.

The monk pulled out a scimitar, and a black ghost-like body suddenly burst out from the bald head, tearing off the outer camouflage, revealing a ferocious, ghost-like face.

This is his real body, the monk is really just a skin, let him wear it on his body to pretend.

With his mouth full of sharp fangs, he stared at Song Yuchan and sneered coldly, "A mere oriental monk dares to meddle in our Xiniu Hezhou's affairs. Today I will show you how powerful our Shura tribe is, so that you can understand."

He carried the scimitar and was about to slash Song Yuchan's neck.

The wine glass in Song Yuchan's hand suddenly poured out a glass of wine, and the wine spilled out, splashing on his machete, and blasting his machete to pieces with a bang.

Shura backed away in fright, and yelled out loudly, "You, how can you still move?"

Song Yuchan smiled with him, "It's not funny, I thought you had some skills. It's just that you can distort some space-time laws, what's so great about it."

As soon as she moved, the time and space around her returned to normal at the same time.

"I fought with you!"

Killer Shura was furious, his body suddenly grew bigger and bigger, and finally turned into a giant three to four meters tall, with four arms growing out of his body, and waved at Song Yuchan violently at the same time.

His fingers became as sharp as knives, and his body was as swift as a leopard. When he stepped on the ground with both feet, the cobblestones on the ground turned into powder.

With four arms waving, the void trembled, and in a blink of an eye, it landed in front of Song Yuchan and smashed towards her.

With such a huge punch, even a rock can be smashed into powder.

But Song Yuchan sat still, just stretched out his sword finger, and his fist exploded into blood mist in front of her.

With a scream, Shura only had three fists left, holding his severed arm and howling in pain.

Song Yuchan couldn't help sighing, "In a remote place, but relying on some filthy blood, you want to stand shoulder to shoulder with our Eastern Taoism. You really don't know how much you have?"

"How, how is this possible?"

Asura Killer arched his body, turned around and was about to run away.

A ray of blue light enveloped him, pulling him and falling heavily on the river bank.

His huge body slammed, knocking out a five or six meter deep pit on the river bank below.

Song Yuchan chuckled with him, "Want to leave?"

Asura Killer was in the pit, howling and struggling, "Forgive me, I don't want to die!"

Song Yuchan said, "If you explain your behind-the-scenes instructions clearly, I will spare your life."

"I can't say it, I can't say it!"

Asura Killer kept shaking his head, as if remembering something terrifying, his frightened body twitched.

A flame emerged from Song Yuchan's finger and said, "Okay! You don't have to say it if you don't want to, I have learned a new oil refining technique. It is to use this flame to continuously refine the body of the demon into oil. Then use these oils to point It is said that the ever-burning lamp will not be extinguished for hundreds of years. Your physical body is so strong, the quality of lamp oil should be quite good."

"You, you are the devil!"

Asura Killer stared at the flame in her hand, his nervous eyes nearly popped out.

It's a pity that now, he can't even ask for death.

(End of this chapter)