At the beginning of the blind date, my master forced me to harm the stunning female CEO

Inside a ruined temple.

An old monk sat cross-legged on the futon.

He wears a bamboo hat, simple clothes, and a slightly stooped figure. He puts his hands together, closes his eyes, and recites Buddhist scriptures silently.

There is incense all around.

suddenly!

The old monk opened his eyes, his pupils were dark and gloomy, like an endless night!

Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps outside the door.

Crunch!

The wooden door was pushed open, Qin Fan walked in from the door, and his indifferent eyes fell on the old monk.

"Haha, you are finally here. I have been waiting for you for a long time."

The old monk chuckled and stood up, slowly taking off the bamboo hat on his head!

A skinny old face came into view, extremely shriveled and ugly, as if it had been burned by fire, which was creepy.

Qin Fan raised his eyebrows.

He could feel that the old monk's aura was as strong as the abyss, unfathomable!

"Are you the monk who manipulated the corpse?"

Qin Fan stared at the old monk and said sarcastically: "Haha, you kill innocent people indiscriminately, desecrate corpses, eat fasting and chant Buddha's name, and you also pretend to be a monk? What a bullshit monk, I think you are a demon monk!"

The old monk smiled kindly: "Whether it's a Buddha or a demon, all living beings suffer. As long as you can achieve what you want in your heart, it doesn't matter so much."

Qin Fan raised the corner of his mouth and mocked coldly: "Why are you pretending to be compassionate? You killed those women, are you not afraid of retribution?"

"retribution?"

The old monk was startled and said seriously: "It was Lao Monk who gave them new life and allowed them to live again. They should be grateful to Lao Monk. As for you..."

After a pause, he snorted: "If you kill them, who is the devil?"

Qin Fan narrowed his eyes and sneered: "Sure enough, if you can't explain the truth to an old bald ass like you, stop talking nonsense. Let me ask you, are you a divinely inspired person?"

"Yes or no, is it that important?"

The old monk clasped his hands together and said calmly: "Anyway, since you are here, then stay, the old monk is extremely interested in your body!"

hum!

Before he finished speaking, Qin Fan noticed that the air around him suddenly solidified, as if he was frozen!

An eerie and strange aura emerged from the old monk's body, shrouding Qin Fan!

"This...what is this?" Qin Fan was shocked!

This eerie aura made him feel very dangerous!

Moreover, this aura is not only eerie, but also has Buddhist charm!

How weird!

"Since you don't want to say it, well, I'll force you to say it!"

Qin Fan's figure flickered, and in the blink of an eye, he was already within three feet of the old monk.

Rumble!

The violent momentum suddenly broke out, and Qin Fan punched Huanglong directly, hitting the old monk in the chest!

boom!

A punch fell on the old monk!

However, the old monk was not shaken back even half a step, he still had a kind smile on his face, and even his clothes were not damaged at all.

On the other hand, Qin Fan felt the pain from the tiger's mouth and couldn't help but take two steps back.

How could this be?

The punch I just punched was definitely powerful enough to break mountains and crack rocks!

However, even the old monk's clothes were not shaken at all!

How tyrannical is this old bald ass!

The eminent monk clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name: "Donor, why are you so stubborn? Wouldn't it be better to put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately and take refuge in my Buddha?"

"Convert your grandmother's legs!"

Qin Fan cursed angrily and rushed forward again!

boom! boom! boom!

Qin Fan's attack speed was extremely fast, and his fists rained down like raindrops!

Every punch contained tremendous power, but the old monk resisted them all!

Moreover, this guy was like a turtle shell. No matter how Qin Fan beat him, he would never move!

Qin Fan became more and more angry and smashed his fist like a cannonball!

Bang!Bang!bang...

There is an endless stream of dull crashing sounds!

However, the moment the fist force came into contact with the old monk, it collapsed invisible...

Qin Fan retreated to the door with a solemn look on his face: "Indestructible and impervious to all forces, is this the indestructible magical power of the Buddhist supreme martial art?"

The old monk smiled and said: "The donor has a sharp eye. Yes, I practice the indestructible power of the Vajra, but..."

"But what?"

"The magical power of Vajra Indestructibility has been improved by me. It is better than the original version. It has integrated the Buddha and the devil. Donor, if you want to harm me, you are far from qualified..."

"haha, really?"

Qin Fan immediately took out the Heavenly Thunder Sword and said calmly: "This sword is the inherited sword of the Yin Sect. It is called the Heavenly Thunder Sword. Every sword contains the power of thunder and calamity, and it is as sharp as cutting iron." Ni, do you think your Vajra Indestructible Demon Power can withstand it?"

The old monk said proudly: "Donor, when I was traveling in the secular world in my early years, I once studied with an eminent monk and received his personal teaching of magical powers, and integrated them into the Vajra Indestructible Magic Art."

"Although I dare not say that I am invincible today, I can still be regarded as one of the best in the world!"

"Even if you are armed with the Heavenly Thunder Sword and want to shake me, you are still a little short of it!"

After finishing speaking, the old monk raised his right arm.

Click, click, click, click...

The skin of his arm suddenly turned purple-gold, and then the surface cracked inch by inch, revealing the metallic luster of the muscles inside!

"Amitabha."

The old monk clenched his fists with both hands and shouted: "The Vajra Immortal Fist!"

Swish!

Dozens of fist shadows suddenly burst out, like stars flying in the sky, dazzling!

This fist shadow carries destructive fluctuations and comes with overwhelming oppression!

Qin Fan's expression suddenly changed, he felt a strong threat, and he hurriedly held his sword to resist!

Dangdang Dangdang!

The sword energy roared, thunder suddenly appeared, and the sound of metal chiming echoed throughout the room!

After smashing the shadow of the fist, Qin Fan rushed over with the Sky Thunder Sword and fought fiercely with the old monk.

The figures of the two are erratic, making it difficult to distinguish reality from reality, which makes people dazzled!

A few seconds later, a loud noise was heard, and Qin Fan was shaken out of the temple.

The old monk flew out across the sky, stepped on the void, and landed slowly.

At this moment, the old monk is wearing cassock, with his hands clasped together, and his expression is calm and calm: "Amitabha, donor, please remember that the name of Lao Monk is Dushan!"

"As long as you follow me obediently, I can still spare your life, otherwise..."

Qin Fan wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, grinned ferociously and said: "Old bald donkey, do you think I'm afraid of you?"

After saying that, he swayed and turned into an afterimage and rushed over!

"Amitabha, donor, is stubborn!"

Du Shan shook his head and sighed: "That's all, I will send you back to the west today."

After saying that, Du Shan stretched out his dry and golden palms and pushed forward.

In an instant, the air within a hundred meters radius seemed to be boiling!

rumbling...

The fist power in the sky suddenly appeared, sweeping towards Qin Fan like an overwhelming force.

Qin Fan was horrified, and the hair on his body stood on end!

Each of these punches has the power to destroy a city!

"Thousand Shadows Sword Technique!"

Qin Fan roared, waving the Heavenly Thunder Sword, slashing out sword rays one after another, defeating the oncoming punches.

Puff puff!

The fist force all over the sky exploded immediately, turning into pieces of light, floating here and there.

Qin Fan gasped, sweat dripping from his forehead.

Dushan seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "What? Are you almost exhausted? The Sky Thunder Sword is certainly a magical weapon, but holding it consumes a lot of money!"

"Also, your strength is only at the level of the Divine Wheel. How can you shake me?"

"The so-called genius often means loneliness and loneliness. If the donor is willing to go back to the temple with me, I can accept you as a disciple, teach you the supreme skills, and help you reach the top!"

Dushan continued to comfort him and seemed to appreciate Qin Fan.

Qin Fan sneered: "Do you think you are worthy of being my master? Also, do you think you are more powerful than the half-immortal Chu Qianchou?"

Hearing this, Dushan's face suddenly stiffened, and he snorted coldly: "Okay, I don't want to talk too much nonsense with you. Since you are so stubborn, I have no choice but to capture you back..."

"Hehe, as long as I can capture you, it will be a great achievement!"

After saying this, Du Shan suddenly exploded!

In an instant, Dushan's golden light shone everywhere, and a powerful momentum suddenly surged!

Rumble!

Above the temple, the situation changes suddenly!

Black clouds rolled in, as if they were going to swallow up the entire world, causing the surrounding temperature to drop sharply!

Click!

A bolt of lightning pierced the sky, lighting up the dark night.

A majestic heavy rain poured down, accompanied by heavy rain and bursts of thunder!

Whoa, whoa!

The torrential rain poured down on Dushan, instantly soaking his clothes and clinging to his golden skin, making him look like a god and a Buddha!

"Buddha's light shines!"

Dushan growled.

hum!

In an instant, a dazzling Buddha's light erupted from his body, making Qin Fan unable to see clearly for a short time and going blind...

Whoosh!

With a strong wind coming, Dushan had appeared in front of Qin Fan, and his fist glowing with golden Buddha light hit Qin Fan's chest hard.

Qin Fan squinted his eyes, listened in all directions, and subconsciously held the Sky Thunder Sword in front of him.

Bang!

This punch landed heavily on the blade of the Sky Thunder Sword. The terrifying force directly knocked Qin Fan away...

Puff!

A mouthful of blood spurted out. Qin Fan was covered in blood and in a state of embarrassment. He got up again and raised his eyes to look forward.

only……

There was nothing there!

Du Shan disappeared again!

not good!

Suddenly, Qin Fan felt a sense of danger coming from behind him!

He suddenly turned around and saw Du Shan appearing strangely behind him, grinning sinisterly at him.

At the same time, his golden palm reached out, and his five fingers were like knives, and he grabbed Qin Fan's neck with extremely sharp edges.

This blow, if it hits, is enough to cut off Qin Fan's head!