Facing the question from Xuan Neng Heshang, the monk was silent and simply walked slowly outside.
Xuan Neng Heshang had no choice but to step forward and block the monk's path.
His strength was obviously much inferior to that of this mad monk, he could definitely not stop him, but who asked him since the monk belonged to Buddhism?
He had kidnapped a disciple from Dragon Mountain Sect, and not just any disciple, but the newly accepted disciple of the number one powerhouse of Dragon Mountain Sect, Master Floating Cloud. If something were to go wrong, how could Dragon Mountain Sect let the matter rest?
The mad monk didn't stop his steps, walking straight towards Xuan Neng Heshang.
One step!
Xuan Neng Heshang's face suddenly changed, with beads of sweat instantly rolling down from his forehead.
Another step.
Xuan Neng grunted, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his complexion turned deathly pale in an instant.
"Master, you..."
