"Zhao Hanqiu..." Song Yunge frowned and looked at him.

The handsome young man in front of him seemed like a cloud of fog. Even though he was a sword god and had a qi-seeing technique, he could only see his cultivation level.

This is still a looming cultivation, and it may not be true. The aura on his body is strange and abnormal, as if it can cover up the secrets of heaven.

Song Yunge has a Sky-Crossing Jue, and is very sensitive to this kind of aura. He can tell at a glance that he has a treasure that covers the secrets of heaven.

"Who are you?" Zhao Hanqiu stretched out his hand: "Sit down and talk, and you will be destined to meet."

Song Yunge sat opposite him.

Miao Xinqing also sat down and stared at him, preventing him from attacking.

Zhao Hanqiu said: "The most famous young genius in Tianyue Mountain is Zhuo Xiaowan. You must not be, that is Song Yunge, right?"

Song Yunge frowned at him: "Han Chunxi..., you are not Zhao Hanqiu, you are Han Chunxi, right?"

"Haha..." Zhao Hanqiu shook his head and laughed: "Why do you have to recognize me as Senior Brother Han? You have never met Senior Brother Han!"

"I have never seen it before." Song Yunge said: "But I have experienced his arrogance and ignorance."

Zhao Hanqiu's cold star-like eyes narrowed slightly and smiled softly: "Interesting!"

Song Yunge said: "I want to unify the six paths of the Demon Sect, and then eliminate the six major sects and unify the Central Earth Martial Arts Sects, how arrogant it is!"

"This is not arrogance, right?" Zhao Hanqiu said lightly: "It's just ambition. Senior Brother Han has already obtained the inheritance of the Great Heavenly Demon Palace. He can reestablish the Great Heavenly Demon Palace. It is not a dream to unify the Six Paths."

Song Yunge laughed a few times.

Just at this moment, a loud Buddha's name came from a distance: "Namo Amitabha!"

As the Buddha's chant sounded, four monks with purple robes floated over, as if they were coming with the sound.

They blinked and floated from a distance, passed the crowd on the street, and floated into the window without touching the ground and fell to the three of them.

He was tall and burly, with a purple-gold robe flashing light, but his feet were silent, as if his body had no weight.

Song Yunge raised his eyebrows.

"Namo Amitabha!" The four middle-aged monks yelled the Buddha's name, and their voices trembled in the restaurant. Tables jumped up one by one, and the cups on the table jumped continuously.

A simple monk said slowly when he came to the beginning: "Master Zhao, please follow me and wait for me to go back!"

"Haha..." Zhao Hanqiu laughed loudly: "Stinky monk, it's really a delusion!"

The honest monk shook his head and said, "Master Zhao is guilty, why not put down his butcher's knife and turn around?"

"Haha..." Zhao Hanqiu laughed louder and shook his head, "It's simply ridiculous. If I put down the butcher's knife, can I avoid all my sins?"

"Sincerely repent and make meritorious contributions to sin, you can naturally offset the sin." The honest monk nodded.

"Can they be willing to do that guys I killed?"

"Each person has his own fate, and this kalpa should be achieved. The cause is sown, and the result is sown."

"Hey, this is the compassion of you monks? It's ridiculous!"

"If Donor Zhao is obsessed with it, I can only force him to take it back."

"Okay, if you have this ability, then take me away!"

"Namo Amitabha!" The honest monk chanted the Buddha's name for a long time, and the three left suddenly stepped on the table, surrounding Song Yunge and Miao Xinqing.

Song Yunge said: "The four masters are the monks of Pudu Temple?"

"That's right." The honest monk looked at Song Yunge and frowned and said, "Isn't the donor from Tianyue Mountain?"

"Song Yunge, Tianyue Mountain, I have a relationship with the monk Chengtong of Gui Temple."

"How did Mr. Song be with this demon?" said the honest monk: "I am Chengming."

"He killed one of our senior sisters in Tianyue Mountain and was about to avenge her senior sister."

"Namo Amitabha! Sin!"

"Does Master Chengming want to bring him back to Pudu Temple?"

"That's right, this devil is so sinful that only suppression can be done."

"Just kill directly."

"God has the virtue of being a virtuous person and has the opportunity to change evil and be good, so I cannot give up."

"It is natural to kill someone!" Song Yunge said slowly: "I want to kill him, can Master Chengming still stop him?"

"This..." Monk Chengming hesitated and said, "It is certain that if you kill me, you will be able to turn evil into good, make him atone for his sins and benefit the world, wouldn't it be better?"

Song Yunge said: "What if he does not abandon evil and do good, escapes from your Pudu Temple and continues to kill people?"

"That is our sin, and we should repent." said Monk Chengming.

Miao Xinqing snorted lightly and said coldly: "Monkey Chengming, you are really ruthless!"

"Namo Amitabha!" said Monk Chengming: "It is common to be equal to all beings, and to be reincarnated in life and death, and you don't need to be too attached."

Miao Xinqing frowned: "This is what you Pudu Temple think? Since you are not obsessed with life and death, then how good are you Pudu Temple monks going out of the temple to fight with the demons? Why are you letting them rage the world?"

"Namo Amitabha!" Monk Chengming shook his head and said, "It is natural that he will not be able to sacrifice his life for no reason. Although life and death are common, I am all here according to my wishes. I cannot settle the cause and effect and cannot leave this world at will."

Miao Xinqing sneered in anger.

Song Yunge shook his head and said, "Lord, forget it, don't tell them any reason. They always make sense. Let's do the right thing."

"It's him the murderer?" Miao Xinqing glared at Zhao Hanqiu coldly.

Song Yunge said: "Even if he is protected by treasures, he can still see his resentment, and he must be undoubtedly."

"What are you waiting for?" Miao Xinqing snorted: "It is our incompetence to let him live a little longer!"

Song Yunge nodded: "Since that's the case, let's send him on the way."

The Snow Sword from his waist turned into a cold light and swept away.

"Hey!" Zhao Hanqiu let out a cold snorted, and suddenly a purple light lit up all over his body, and a purple light covers him.

The Shuxue Sword shattered the purple light without any obstacles. After encountering the purple light, the speed suddenly accelerated, which made Zhao Hanqiu not have time to react.

He never expected that Song Yunge's sword was so terrible. When he was about to transport the second treasure, he was already dissatisfied.

"Swish!" Shuxue sword stabbed into his eyebrows, then drew the sword out, with only one hole in the eyebrows, but did not bleed out.

"Namo Amitabha!" Monk Chengming looked at Zhao Hanqiu helplessly, and then looked at Song Yunge: "God has the virtue of being alive..."

"Shut up!" Song Yunge stopped shouting.

Monk Chengming looked at him calmly without fear: "Master Song, you have too much evil spirit and it will damage your merits. You must be careful."

Song Yunge said: "If you kill such a demon, you will do your best to do the heavens. Four masters, please give me!"

"We must pass on him." Monk Chengming said.

Song Yunge waved his hand.

He stared at Zhao Hanqiu and frowned, feeling more and more that it was Han Chunxi, but Han Chunxi was so easy to be killed by himself?

He closed his eyes, and the ten thousand souls refining talisman was circulated, pulling Zhao Hanqiu's soul in. The Wusheng Sutra was circulated at the same time, and one positive and one reversed turned the soul into memory and spiritual power like a millstone.

Through memory, he saw Zhao Hanqiu's true identity and was disappointed that it was not Han Chunxi.

However, he also saw the real Han Chunxi through Zhao Hanqiu and his true face.
Chapter completed!