His mind was like lightning, and he deduced in an instant that there was no vital point, so he dared to hold the sword with his body and take advantage of Zhu Ning's mental turmoil to strike.

This palm is the power of the rainbow palm, which is as strong as the sun. One palm strike is enough to burn Zhu Ning's internal organs, and he will never die again.

He kept practicing hard, but the progress was not fast enough, so he thought of other ideas to improve his strength and integrate the martial arts from the original world with this world.

This Rainbow Palm is the result of his experiment. The Rainbow Sutra and the Shenlong Sutra are fused. Both of them are extremely masculine mental methods, so it is not difficult to fuse them.

When the two are combined, there is something special about it. The power is far greater than before, and it can be used as his trump card.

Song Shuhua looked around. Three old men were squatting next to Zhu Ning, looking at him. It seemed that Zhu Ning was dead, and they were studying how to die.

Song Shuhua nodded helplessly: "Then I will pull it out!"

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She slowly touched the hilt of the sword with both hands, not daring to move it lightly. The sword was inserted into Li Muchan's chest, and the pain would be excruciating if she moved it. In a short while, her fair forehead was covered with sweat.

Li Muchan smiled: "It doesn't matter, just pull it out quickly!"

"Okay!" Song Shuhua gritted her teeth. As soon as she retracted her hands, the sword immediately left Li Muchan's body, and a blood arrow spurted out.

Song Shuhua was about to step forward to stop the bleeding, but it had already stopped.

Li Muchan's technique to stop bleeding is exquisite, and he can control his body to directly heal the wound and prevent blood from flowing again. This precise control comes from his strong spirit.

Song Shuhua breathed a sigh of relief. She looked at Li Muchan's face and saw that he was a little pale, but he was in good spirits and had no serious problems. She sighed: "Don't do this next time!"

Li Muchan smiled bitterly and said, "I still underestimate the heroes of the world!"

If he doesn't take risks this time, not only will he not be able to deal with Zhu Ning, but he may be hunted down by Zhu Ning. He has the great teleportation technique (the first high-quality text, all in %). He can be safe, but they can't.

He has the indestructible power of the Vajra, and has practiced the Dragon Sutra, making his body a little more powerful. He exchanges a sword for a palm. It can be regarded as a sure profit.

Song Shuhua nodded and said, "I didn't expect Zhu Ning to be so powerful!"

"Didn't Lin Ziyan say that?" Li Muchan asked with a smile.

Song Shuhua shook her head and said: "She said that Zhu Ning is very powerful, but he is also very low-key in the sect. He never takes action, so others can't tell."

Li Muchan said: "He worked hard to become a great master, but unfortunately he failed to do so. It is a pity that such a person died like this, so let's bury him."

Song Shuhua nodded: "Well, such a person should indeed be buried with dignity. How about finding someone to send it to Baiyun Sect?"

"What a good idea." Li Muchan nodded and said with a smile: "Find someone to get a coffin and send him back to the Baiyun Sect. It can be regarded as a return to his roots."

Song Shuhua said: "Okay, just leave it to me. You can quickly exercise and heal your injuries."

Li Muchan smiled, said no more, closed his eyes, and performed exercises to heal his injuries.

Song Shuhua flashed to the other side and gave a few instructions in a low voice. The three old men looked at each other, and one old man whispered: "I'd better go, and they should stay with Wuji to protect the Dharma!"

They saw Zhu Ning's power, and also saw Li Muchan's power, and vaguely guessed his thoughts. Zhu Ning really went crazy, and they couldn't stop him. Fortunately, Li Muchan was able to kill Zhu Ning with a single blow.

They were both surprised by Li Muchan's craziness, but also grateful and admired.

Song Shuhua nodded and said no more. She looked down at Zhu Ning's injuries and saw that his face was charred. It didn't look like he was poisoned, but rather like he had been intoxicated by charcoal fire.

She shook her head and looked no further, confirming that she was completely dead, but it felt a bit unreal. Such a powerful person could really be killed so easily. Was it a dream, or was he pretending to be dead?

She pinched herself secretly and bit herself again to make sure it was true.

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Even with the secret medicine like the soul-reviving pill, Li Muchan's injuries were still extremely serious. Although he was chatting and laughing happily and not paying attention, he could not hide the fact that he was seriously injured.

The people from Taihuatang returned immediately after coming and reported the news of Li Muchan's injury to Lu Chengjiang. Lu Chengjiang and the others were even more convinced that the deaths of Su Keli and Wei Chaoyang were related to him.

How could he be injured for no reason? He must have fought with someone, and it must have been a fight with someone with extremely strong martial arts skills, probably Su Keli and Wei Chaoyang (first high-quality text, all in %).

They later thought that the two of them together could not deal with Li Muchan, so how could he be injured? Then they thought that the Baiyun Sect was a famous sect, and its disciples might have secret skills. The last time they were defeated so miserably, this time they said

Maybe he wanted to take revenge and used a strange secret technique to hurt him.

It was evening at this time, the sun was setting in the west, and the slanting light shone on the windows of the hall, making the hall soft and warm. Lu Chengjiang and the three of them were sitting in the hall, but they did not feel warm.

"Hall Master Li is so courageous!" Hu Weinong shook his head.

Lu Chengjiang hummed: "Well done, these two boys are a scourge, kill them all!"

Lu Yuxuan pursed her red lips and lowered her head in silence.

Lu Chengjiang waved his hands and said: "Okay, Old Hu, let's not talk about this anymore and think about how to deal with Xiyang Hall. Without Hall Master Li, it will be too difficult for us!"

Hu Weinong sighed: "If Hall Master Li is here, we can still be evenly matched. Now, we can only delay and slow down."

"In my opinion, we can't retreat until we fight!" Lu Chengjiang said bitterly: "If we don't fight, they will push even further, knowing that we can't defeat them!"

"If a fight breaks out, we will suffer big losses!" Hu Weinong disagreed.

Lu Chengjiang said: "The person named Fan is not that bold, don't worry!"

Hu Weinong smiled bitterly and said: "I'm just afraid that they will find out our truth. Hall Master Fan can tolerate it and is not afraid of trouble."

While the two were talking, another young man in black clothes came in. He lowered his head and said a few words in Lu Chengjiang's ear. Lu Chengjiang's face changed drastically: "What? Really?"

The young man in black nodded vigorously, and Lu Chengjiang waved his hand: "Okay, I understand, you can go down!"

When the young man in black went down, Lu Chengjiang's face looked uncertain, and Hu Weinong said hurriedly: "Master, what happened?"

"Damn it, grandma, things have gone bad, Zhu Ning is dead!" Lu Chengjiang snorted.

Hu Weinong thought for a moment: "Zhu Ning? Storm Swordsman Zhu Ning?"

Lu Yuxuan was surprised: "Is it Uncle Zhu?...How could it be?"

"I heard that he was ambushed by people from the An family and the body was sent back to the Baiyun Sect." Lu Chengjiang looked strange.

Hu Weinong's eyes widened: "Is An Jia crazy?" (To be continued)

A Monk in Another World Chapter 56, A Monk in Another World has been updated!
Chapter completed!