He was walking quickly when suddenly there was a wave behind him, but Mo Zhengyi suddenly appeared.
He stopped and turned to look.
Mo Zhengyi stepped in front of him in one step. The armor on his body had been removed, and he was wearing a green shirt with a majestic look.
"Mr. Chu, let me give you a ride." Mo Zhengyi said: "I will send you directly to the vicinity of Taishang Peak to avoid delaying your time."
"...Thank you." Chu Li pondered for a while but did not refuse.
He didn't want to bother Mo Zhengyi, but he would not refuse Mo Zhengyi's offer of help.
Mo Zhengyi smiled.
This was Chu Li accepting this favor from him, and accepting this favor showed that he was close to him and had no hostility.
Mo Zhengyi put his hand on Chu Li's shoulder, and Chu Li let him have his way. The two of them disappeared, and the next moment they appeared on a majestic giant peak, surrounded by lush greenery, like midsummer, but it happened to be severe winter at this time.
"A hundred miles away is Taishang Peak, I will send you here." Mo Zhengyi said solemnly: "Be careful, don't underestimate your enemies, and Taishang Peak is now also a dragon's pond and a tiger's den, there may be someone waiting for you
Let the Taishang Peak disciples go up and die."
Chu Li nodded slowly: "I don't have to."
Seeing that he had made up his mind, Mo Zhengyi sighed.
He really couldn't bear the thought that such a master would die in vain, but precisely because Chu Li did this, it further showed his character and was worth winning over.
If you are afraid of difficulties and retreat, ignore the kindness of your master and abandon your heart, and abandon your great hatred, then no matter how powerful your martial arts is, you should not win over them, lest it backfires on you.
This was indeed a contradictory matter, and he was quite entangled. Fortunately, he had given him the teleportation card to save his life. If he still lost his life, it could only be said that this was how fate should be.
Chu Li clasped his fists, turned around and headed north.
He had already seen where Taishang Peak was, and saw the three huge characters on Taishang Peak, which were on top of a cliff. The sword energy was vertical and horizontal, looking down at all living beings.
From these three characters, Chu Li could understand the spirit of the founder of the sect. He really regarded the heroes as nothing and only respected himself.
In the changing seas, we were arrogant at first, but now our sect has been destroyed. Nothing in this world is eternal, and rise and fall are inevitable.
His Da Yuan Jingzhi had already stared at the top and bottom of Taishang Peak. Taishang Peak no longer had the formation to protect it, and everything was in a mess, dilapidated, and filled with evil spirits.
Chu Li's heart kept sinking. Just by the lingering evil spirit, he knew that it was a fight to the death, and Xiao Qi was already on the peak, so a fight to the death was inevitable.
Now that her presence cannot be sensed, it is obvious what the outcome will be.
Although he is lucky, he cannot be the luckiest in everything in this world. All disasters have nothing to do with him, and he cannot avoid any three disasters or seven disasters.
Is he about to lose his beloved now?
He also saw some masters at Taishang Peak, hiding in the dark, in caves, under deep cliffs, or in the woods. All of them had profound cultivation, no less than the masters worshiped by Xing Wuxing.
, obviously planning to kill the remaining disciples of Taishang Peak and wait for them to surrender themselves.
Chu Li frowned. With his advanced cultivation, he was not afraid of these masters, but once he got entangled with these guys, he would be in endless trouble.
What's more important is Xiao Qi, he just wants to find Xiao Qi.
He suddenly frowned and saw a middle-aged man floating up, heading straight for the top of Taishang Peak. He reached the top in a short time.
This middle-aged man's cultivation level is profound, not inferior to that of Xing Wuxing, and he is considered a rare master, but compared to the masters lurking in Taishang Peak, he is only half as good.
Looking at the middle-aged man's temperament and aura, he felt that they were not from the same group, so he was probably a master of the Taishang Peak.
He was a little unbelievable. Could there really be such a stupid person who, as a disciple of Taishang Peak, would return to Taishang Peak at this time?
Seeing that this middle-aged man had a thin figure and a gloomy face, he looked very deep in the city. He really did not look like a man with burning blood, so Chu Li was not sure about his guess.
"Drink!" With a continuous shout, two middle-aged men emerged from the cave and landed next to the sullen-faced middle-aged man one after another.
The gloomy middle-aged man looked at him with a frown, then turned to look at the person behind him, and said coldly: "Who are you? You dare to invade my Taishang Peak!"
"I admire the evildoer at Taishang Peak who still has the guts to come back!"
"Let's see where you thugs come from!" The gloomy middle-aged man sneered: "Taishang Peak is not something you can destroy just because you want to."
"Haha..., we have been destroyed!"
"As long as one disciple of Taishang Peak survives, Taishang Peak will be there."
"Okay then, let's kill all Taishang Peak disciples!"
"Hey, what a loud tone!"
"There are not many Taishang Peak disciples left now. We got the list of Taishang Peak disciples and hunt them down one by one."
"It's impossible, you can't get it."
"Who told us to have an internal agent? I forgot to tell you that Song Ji is one of ours."
"Who are you?"
"It doesn't matter if I tell you. You're going to die anyway, so it's a bit of mercy on our part to be a sensible person."
"Huh, thank you very much."
"Listen up, we are the Jixiang Sect."
"Jixiang Sect?!" The gloomy middle-aged man's face changed slightly: "Are you disciples of the Jixiang Sect?"
"Haha..., why, are you scared now?"
"Your Jixiang Sect is not our Dali Sect, so how dare you come here?" The gloomy middle-aged man gritted his teeth and said, "Aren't you afraid that our Dali martial arts group will attack them?"
"You're laughing so hard. How can a martial arts sect be in another country?"
"If you are so rampant, your Jixiang Sect will not end well!"
"Then I don't have to worry about it anymore. Now that you know what you want to know, it's time to get on your way and take action!"
The two of them immediately slapped each other lightly.
Their movements were gentle, with a bit of elegance and ease, as if they were dancing, without any fighting spirit, soft and slow.
The gloomy middle-aged man's face suddenly became cheerful, and he even smiled. He didn't care about the lightly floating palms and did not resist them.
Chu Li frowned and hummed, knowing that the palm techniques of the two contained spiritual power and exuded powerful illusions.
His soft hum immediately woke up the gloomy middle-aged man.
Seeing that his palms were approaching, the gloomy middle-aged man tried his best to avoid them, but the invisible sword energy above his head split into two and shot towards the two of them respectively.
Chu Li shook his head. This gloomy middle-aged man was indeed scheming. He looked so scary, but his mind was very straightforward. This was obviously an excellent opportunity.
If he waits until his palms are about to reach his body and suddenly dodges, just to avoid the vital point, he will shoot out the two swords at the same time. When the two Jixiang Sect disciples are happy and relieved, they will hit the target without fail.
And he moved out of the way in advance, which gave the two of them psychological preparation and alertness, but the Supreme Divine Sword could not hit them, which was a pity.
He shook his head and looked at the gloomy middle-aged man smiling again under the siege of the two men. He shook his head helplessly and snorted again.
His voice directly crossed the void and reached the ears of the gloomy middle-aged man. After all, he is also a disciple of Taishang Peak. He loves the house and the bird and cannot ignore death. 8)