"Chichi!" With two soft whistles, the sword light shot through the clothes of the Supreme Monk, but was blocked by his inner armor.
"Bang!" The Supreme Monk was hit by the knife and spurted out a mouthful of blood in the air. He suddenly disappeared and avoided the other two knives.
Chu Li narrowed his eyes slightly and held the star stone in his hand. A cold current came out and entered his mind. Everything returned to its original state. A scene suddenly appeared clearly in his mind. He swung the knife again.
As soon as the Supreme Monk appeared, the flying knife had already reached his throat, but was blocked by his left hand in front of his throat.
His hand was as white as jade, and there was a red blush on the palm, which seemed to be touched by cinnabar. The flying knife hit the red blush, and then shot into the left palm, but failed to penetrate and stopped in front of the throat.
"Bang!" The Supreme Monk flew out again, flying upside down to neutralize the force of the flying knife coming from his palm.
Not only was Chu Li's internal energy pure, but his cultivation was twice as deep, and his strength was also greatly increased. The flying knife contained not only internal energy but also strong external force. The combined power of the two was amazing. Even if he blocked the flying knife, He couldn't resist the force of the knife.
"Monk, you will enter reincarnation today!" Chu Li shook his head and smiled, and shot out another knife.
The Supreme Monk pulled out the flying knife on his left palm in the air and put it into his arms. He clasped his palms together and the blood stained his palms red, but it did not damage the solemnity and sanctity on his face. He loudly proclaimed a Buddha's name: "Namo Amitabha! "
After pronouncing the Buddha's name, his face suddenly looked old, with wrinkles and saggy skin. He suddenly seemed to have changed from youth to old age. Three to four hundred years passed in a flash, and only a pair of eyes were shining, cool and cold, which made people uncomfortable. Dare to look directly.
Chu Li frowned, knowing that he had used the secret technique again, and the flying knife shot out again.
"Tsk!" Faced with the flying knife, the Supreme Monk did not dodge. He flicked his finger lightly, and the wind whistled like a flying knife.
"Ding..." The flying knife suddenly bounced up in the air, and then fell straight to the ground.
Chu Li frowned and saw a finger force as pure as substance hitting the flying knife.
This finger surprised him. It not only required pure finger strength, but also precision. It was not that easy to hit the thin tip of the flying knife.
Chu Li shot another air knife.
"Bang!" The Supreme Monk calmly shot out a finger and collided with the air knife, causing both to dissipate.
Before Chu Li could ejaculate again, Zhishan Monk's finger force had already hit Chu Li's chest.
Chu Li took a step to avoid it and shot an air knife at the same time.
"Bang bang bang bang..." The air knife collided with the finger force continuously, and in the blink of an eye more than a dozen air knifes had been fired.
Chu Li seemed to be competing with him, and the air knife shot out with all his strength, faster and faster.
Monk Zhishan's gray eyebrows were knitted together. He originally thought that the Bright Sword was extremely draining of internal energy and could not be used for a few times, so with his profound cultivation, he would be able to suppress Chu Li and force him to leave.
Unexpectedly, Chu Li's Qi Knife seemed to be endless. After nearly twenty sword strikes, he didn't feel tired or empty at all. Instead, he became more energetic and seemed to be getting smoother and smoother. When he entered a good state, his Qi Knife became faster and faster.
Chu Li really felt that the Bright Sword was improving. He seemed to have found a strange state. His understanding of the Bright Sword was getting deeper and deeper. It was much smoother to use than before and the Qi Sword was a bit more solid. Unknowingly, he When the Bright Sword reaches the final level, it will reach perfection.
He suddenly realized that the fundamental reason was not the Star Stone, but the completeness of the Great Light Sutra, which was more beneficial to the understanding of the Bright Sword. As the Great Light Sword improved, so did the Bright Sword.
He even felt that the Great Light Divine Fist had also improved, and after polishing it, he could move to a higher level and step onto another level.
The Supreme Monk suddenly disappeared from the spot and appeared on the left side of Chu Li. Two finger forces attacked at the same time.
However, Chu Li had already expected it. When he appeared, he took a step diagonally, getting closer to the Supreme Monk. At the same time, he avoided the force of his fingers. As he stepped forward, he struck out a big bright divine fist, which was silent in his sleeves. He shot out a sky-condensing finger, followed by another flying knife.
As soon as Monk Zhishan felt something was wrong, his body froze and he couldn't move. Chu Li shot him in the throat with a knife.
"Tsk!" The Supreme Monk flew backwards, and the flying knife shot through his throat and flew out with blood, and shot into the wall next to him.
Chu Li was overjoyed and shot out his sword again.
For others, a shot in the throat can kill him directly, but this is not the case for the Supreme Monk.
"Namo - Amitabha!" A Buddha's trumpet like a copper bell suddenly resounded through the night sky, making everyone's ears numb and blood boiling. An old monk in gray robes appeared silently next to the Supreme Monk and mentioned He disappeared suddenly.
Chu Li's expression changed slightly, he suddenly disappeared, and the next moment he appeared at the top of Luoqiu City.
The gray-robed old monk, with his beard and eyebrows all white, looked like a crane flying across the night sky, passing over the city wall in autumn.
"Tsk!" Chu Li shot out a flying knife.
The gray-robed old monk stretched out his broad sleeves to block himself from the Supreme Good Monk.
The flying knife shot into the monk's sleeve and fell silently. When Chu Li's second shot hit, the old monk had already floated a hundred meters away.
Chu Li disappeared in a flash and appeared in front of the old monk the next moment, punching out.
"Bang!" The old monk had an ordinary appearance, with white beard and eyebrows and a white face. He looked a little weird, but he was calm and elegant, as elegant as a crane, but extremely fast. He stretched out his palm to catch Chu Li's punch.
The two of them each took a step back, and it was difficult to tell them apart.
Chu Li frowned and punched again, but the old monk dodged and passed by, not wanting to fight Chu Li.
However, Chu Li disappeared in a flash and stood in front of him again with another great bright divine fist.
This punch was too fast, and Chu Li appeared suddenly. The old monk wanted to dodge but couldn't, so he had to take it hard.
"Bang!" The old monk's robes fluttered and he finally took a step back.
Chu Li swung his hands fiercely, shooting one sword at the old monk and the other at the Supreme Monk.
The Supreme Monk had passed out for a while, but Chu Li could feel that he was full of vitality and no longer worried about his life. He had obviously taken the elixir. Chu Li suddenly felt hesitant.
He was holding the Star Stone in his hand, feeling extraordinarily keen, and suddenly felt that if he wanted to break through the Ksitigarbha Chakravartin, he had to rely on the Supreme Monk. If he killed him now, he would cut off some of his opportunities.
"Who are you? Report your name!" Chu Li punched the Great Light Divine Fist and hummed in a deep voice.
The old monk fluttered away from the two swords, shook his head and said: "The poor monk is enlightened."
Chu Li frowned: "Yuanwu, you should be over a hundred years old, right?"
The old monk shook his head and smiled: "I am eighty years old this year."
"Eighty so old?" Chu Li punched as he spoke.
The old monk dodged and replied: "The old monk has enlightenment to the Dharma, so he has the appearance of suffering and tranquility. Only through Nirvana can one regain his youth."
Chu Li snorted: "If you Zhuanlun Temple wants to start a war with our Guangming Holy Sect, then let's stop fighting."
"King Zhao has misunderstood." The old monk said warmly: "All of these are good deeds. Our temple has no intention of starting a war with the Guangming Holy Sect. It is a personal grudge and does not need to involve two sects."
Chu Li sneered: "If it goes well, it's a trip to Zhuanlun Temple. If it doesn't go well, it's a personal decision. You really made it as planned!"
"Alas..." The old monk Yuanwu shook his head and said, "I don't want to lie. Let us go to the Great Guangming Peak to explain this matter in person."
"That couldn't be better!" Chu Li said.
He has murderous intentions in his heart and has decided to go to Daqiu.
complete. (To be continued.) 8