Just when Li Chen was thinking with furrowed brows, Gong Huiyu was already fighting with Jue'an.
As soon as the two fight against each other, the superiority and inferiority will be immediately distinguished.
Although Gong Huiyu could block Jue An, he could only barely block it.
Every time Jue'an made an understatement, Gong Huiyu had to use all his strength to deal with it.
After just a few rounds, Gong Huiyu was already injured.
She was suspended on the ground, her arms spread out, and her body fell backwards and flew several meters away.
Li Chen could see that there were specks of blood on Gong Huiyu's veil.
But just as he stopped, Gong Huiyu rushed forward again.
"Don't go."
This time, it was Li Chen who stopped in front of Gong Huiyu.
"I can hold on for thirty breaths!" Gong Huiyu said stubbornly.
"has no meaning?"
Li Chen asked, "If it's three hours, I can still run. If it's thirty breaths, I can't run. Forget it."
"You go."
Gong Huiyu didn't move.
She just stood there and looked at Li Chen indifferently, her eyes like ice on an iceberg.
"I said I would resist thirty breaths for you." Gong Huiyu was extremely stubborn.
"I also said, no need."
Li Chen no longer cared about Gong Huiyu. He turned to face Jue'an, spread his hands and said, "Are you really willing to fight for the inheritance of Buddhism instead of killing me?"
Jue'an replied calmly: "Buddhism will not destroy the inheritance."
Li Chen sneered: "That's the master behind you. Are you sure you can stabilize the world after killing me?"
"Who is it? King Wen? King Ning? Or Zhao Xuanji?"
Jue'an did not answer, but just said: "In the eyes of the poor monk, there are only sentient beings and no princes."
"You don't need to delay anymore, I have made up my mind."
Jue'an's attitude made Li Chen feel very troubled.
This old monk is really as steady as an old dog.
With the victory in hand, he actually doesn't have any bad qualities as a villain, and he doesn't even say a word of nonsense.
Seeing that Jue'an was about to take action, Gong Huiyu summoned all his strength and wanted to fight to the death.
But at this time, a loud laugh came from the horizon.
"Master Tao, I knew you, an old bald donkey, didn't have enough water in your belly. As expected, you were committing murder and robbery in this dark place."
This sound came and everyone looked into the distance.
A middle-aged Taoist priest, wearing a loose Taoist robe, looking like a charlatan, was coming from afar with a pretty cute little girl on his hands.
Seeing this middle-aged Taoist with an unattractive appearance, Jue'an's expression changed for the first time.
He just frowned slightly, but his eyes were clearly filled with annoyance and impatience.
There is also the slightest fear.
After just glancing at the Taoist, Jue'an raised his hand and grabbed Li Chen.
This time, Juean took action with all his strength.
Obviously, he didn't want to cause trouble and let the Taoist priest interfere with the good things.
Gong Huiyu wanted to stop him, but he didn't stop him for even a second and was directly injured by Qi Jin.
At the critical moment, Li Chen paid no attention to Jue'an, nor did he care about the attack that was about to take his life. He just stared at the slovenly middle-aged Taoist priest.
He knew that his life depended on this Taoist priest.
Sure enough, the Taoist priest lazily stretched out his hand and grasped the inconspicuous peach wood sword at his waist, which would definitely be ignored by everyone.
The moment he grasped the hilt of the sword, the middle-aged Taoist priest's whole temperament changed drastically.
The first second he was so unkempt, he looked like a charlatan.
But the next second, his body was full of vitality, like a divine sword being drawn out of its sheath.
An indescribable Taoist charm spread from his body. The moment he drew his sword, everything disappeared between heaven and earth, leaving only a piece of light.
