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, appeared on Chu Li's back, and slapped it with a light palm, without any trace of anger or murderous intent.
Chu Li remained motionless, and the Leng Yue 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 clothed 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 creation 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 Leng Yue Divine Sword again, and appeared behind Chu Li again. He slapped it with his palm, still looking 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 at 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 normal 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 force does not collide with the sword light, but hits the air, like a booster, increasing the speed and change of the movement by releasing the palm, 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'm so anxious, this kind of thing is very likely to happen. Regardless of whether there are innocent passers-by, I only have eyes for my opponent.
"Haha..." Chu Li put away the Lengyue Divine Sword, 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. They were all 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 and 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 power. 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 cowardless 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 young man with mediocre appearance. He walked slowly towards the city, hoping 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 the cultivation of mental skills.
It was just luck 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 competition with him, he should have been practicing hard. How could he get here? Is it the mission of the Holy Temple?
He was curious and wanted to feel aggrieved, but suddenly stopped.
This Huang Heming is a little different from the Huang Heming I have 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 the 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 he probably didn't mean it.
Being deliberately plotted, he is very evasive.
He thought for a while, then his body shape changed and he turned into Qiu Mingliang. He 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 Yue Zong Qiu Mingliang!" Chu Li said in a deep voice: "You severely injured my Junior Brother Jiang and he has not been able to recover to this day. 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 said this, 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 the Feitian Sect martial arts. Chu Li's face changed slightly, and he already knew his identity, Mo Zhixuan!
"Humph, you are quite capable. You are indeed Huang Heming!" Chu Li sneered, "But it's a pity that you met me!"
The light from his sword suddenly surged, and several shots penetrated Mo Zhixuan.
Mo Zhixuan suddenly appeared behind him, and all he shot through was his shadow.
"You are not Qiu Mingliang!" Mo Zhixuan said solemnly.