"Ahhh..." People around screamed and ran away.
Some hid in nearby shops, and some ran to the restaurant to watch the battle between the two. This was a good time for everyone to watch the excitement. The adventurous character of Tianmojing kept them from running away.
The Lengyue Divine Sword turned into a light shield and trapped the middle-aged man in coarse cloth, making him unable to escape.
The middle-aged man in coarse cloth sneered, and disappeared in place with a slight sway. He escaped from the range of the sword light without a sound, and appeared on Chu Li's back. He slapped it with a light palm, without any trace of anger or murderous intent.
Chu Li remained motionless, and the Lengyue Divine Sword turned into a ray of light and blocked it in front of his palm.
"Bang bang bang bang..." Amidst the muffled sounds, the Lengyue Divine Sword chased the middle-aged man in coarse cloth, but the middle-aged man kept retreating and was unable to transform.
His body shape is both real and imaginary. Reality and emptiness are only in a single thought. This is the most fundamental method of mind-making in Xuanxin Sect. Everything is created by the heart. When the mind moves, it becomes real, and when the mind disperses, it becomes emptiness.
Chu Li suddenly frowned and said, "You are not Mo Zhixuan!"
The middle-aged man sneered, without saying a word, his figure flashed away from the light of the Lengyue Divine Sword again, and appeared behind Chu Li again. He slapped it with a palm, still light and without a trace of anger.
Chu Li's figure shook and several afterimages appeared. As soon as he turned behind the middle-aged man, the sword light of the Leng Yue Divine Sword shot towards a figure in the crowd.
The figure was striking Chu Li from a distance, but Chu Li avoided it and hurriedly extended his palm to meet the sword light.
"Chichi!" The sword light pierced the palm of the figure, and he quickly retreated into the crowd and disappeared.
As soon as he retreated into the crowd, his face changed. It was ordinary and unnoticeable.
Chu Li ignored it and continued to chase the Xuanxin Sect disciple Lu Xikong in front of him.
The middle-aged man in coarse cloth was named Lu Xikong, and Chu Li knew his true identity as soon as he heard this name.
He has already inquired about the information of Xuanxin Sect. Although Lu Xikong is not as good as Mo Zhixuan, he is also a young master of Xuanxin Sect. His relationship with Mo Zhixuan is just like the relationship between Huang Heming and himself.
"Bang bang bang..." Amidst the muffled sound, Lu Xikong kept moving his palms, his body movements were like phantoms, and he was not affected by the sword light.
His palm power does not collide with the sword light, but hits the air, like a booster. By releasing the palm, it increases the speed and change of the movement, making the movement extremely fast and sudden, making it difficult to guard against.
Chu Li frowned. Lu Xikong's movement skills were wonderful, and Mo Zhixuan was even better than him. It seemed that he was really a powerful opponent and had to be on guard against him.
A beam of milky white light fell down between his palms, and the sword light suddenly flourished, as if it were real. The sword light chased Lu Xikong so fast that he had no time to change his body shape.
"Tsk!" The sword light penetrated his right palm.
Lu Xikong's expression changed slightly, he turned around and walked into the crowd.
People immediately screamed and fled, fearing that Chu Li's sword light would come over them.
I was so anxious that this kind of thing was very likely to happen. Regardless of whether there were innocent passers-by, I only saw my opponent.
"Haha..." Chu Li put away the Lengyue Divine Sword and looked up to the sky and laughed: "Mo Zhixuan is nothing more than this, Xuanxin Sect is nothing more than this!"
He sensed several auras that were about to move, but did not move.
Chu Li frowned.
He could now conclude that this was a trap, using Mo Zhixuan as bait to destroy the disciples of the Feitian Sect. However, he disguised himself as Qiu Mingliang and fell into the trap by mistake.
In order to deal with the Feitian Sect masters, they decided to spare Qiu Mingliang themselves.
Chu Li couldn't reveal his flaws now, otherwise he would face their encirclement and attack. All of them were masters and should not be underestimated.
He laughed and shook his head: "Mo Zhixuan, you shy little turtle, come out if you have the courage to see if I can chop off his head!"
He held his head high and looked around, looking very satisfied.
At this time, he could not show any cowardice or anxiety. He could only make them believe in his identity with absolute confidence and domineering. As for Mo Zhixuan, he needed to find another way to kill him.
There was no sound around, as if it had disappeared.
Chu Li hummed: "You cowardly fellow, hum!"
He sneered and floated up to the roof, then flew away.
After leaving the city, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. There was no one following him. It seemed that he really gave up himself for the masters of Feitian Sect. Leng Yuezong didn't seem to be in their eyes yet.
He changed his body again and turned into a mediocre-looking young man. He walked slowly towards the city, wanting to see if there was any flaw between them and whether he could pretend to be a master of Xuanxin Sect and plot against Mo Zhixuan.
He knew that Mo Zhixuan was in the city, but he didn't know which one it was. The minds of these Xuanxin Sect masters were unpredictable, and their minds were covered by a thin layer of mist regarding their cultivation of mental skills.
It was just a fluke that he caught a glimpse of the scene in a flash and discovered Lu Xikong's identity.
Otherwise, if the fight continues, he really won't be able to discover that Lu Xikong is not Mo Zhixuan.
His face suddenly changed slightly, and he saw a figure, but it was Huang Heming.
He was a little strange, how could Huang Heming appear here? Isn't he a disciple of the Holy Temple? After the last time I competed with myself, I should have been practicing hard. How could I get here? Is it the mission of the Holy Church
He was curious and wanted to feel aggrieved, but suddenly stopped.
This Huang Heming is a little different from the Huang Heming he has seen.
Although it was almost invisible in detail, his big round mirror wisdom was different from human eyes. It could directly observe the whole body in detail. Coupled with his keen sense, he suddenly realized that this Huang Heming was not real.
Chu Li shook his head and smiled, concluding that Huang Heming was disguised as a disciple of Xuanxin Sect.
It seems that the heroes have the same idea. He transformed into Qiu Mingliang to provoke Mo Zhixuan, while Xuanxinzong dressed up as Huang Heming to provoke him. If he was really Wu Yuansi, he really didn't see anything wrong with Huang Heming, and it was probably unintentional. Being deliberately plotted, he is very evasive.
He thought for a moment, then transformed into Qiu Mingliang, floated towards Huang Heming, and shouted in the air: "Huang, stop!"
Huang Heming stopped and turned to look at him with a frown.
Chu Li sneered and said: "Huang, you seriously injured our disciples of the Lengyue Sect. We need to settle the account carefully!"
Huang Heming said coldly: "Who are you?"
"Leng Yuezong Qiu Mingliang!" Chu Li said in a deep voice: "You severely injured my Junior Brother Jiang and he has not been able to recover yet. Such vicious methods are really hateful. Today I will avenge Junior Brother Jiang!"
"You are quite courageous!" Huang Heming said solemnly: "Aren't you afraid of causing trouble to your Lengyue Sect?"
"It's no big deal for you Feitian Sect!" Huang Heming snorted: "Look at the sword!"
After he finished speaking, he pulled his palms together, and the invisible Leng Yue Divine Sword shot out.
Huang Heming swayed like a dead leaf in the water, avoiding the sword light lightly, and then the sword light filled the sky, making him unable to avoid it.
Chu Li kept attacking wildly while looking around.
This Huang Heming used Feitian Sect martial arts. Chu Li's face changed slightly, and he already knew his identity, Mo Zhixuan!
"Hmph, you are quite capable, as expected of Huang Heming!" Chu Li sneered, "But it's a pity that you met me!"
The light from his sword suddenly surged and shot through Mo Zhixuan several times.
Mo Zhixuan suddenly appeared behind him, shooting only his shadow.
"You are not Qiu Mingliang!" Mo Zhixuan said solemnly.