"Greeting to Senior Brother Dingjian!" Monk Dingshi's voice rang in Dingming's ears.
Dingming turned around and ran, rushing into the inner temple like a gust of wind. He entered an old monastery and shouted to a short, plump, middle-aged monk in the monastery: "Brother Dingjian!"
The middle-aged monk was short and fat, with a round figure and a round face that looked like a hotel manager. He smiled and retracted his fist: "Let me make it clear."
"A guy from Xingyun Island came to challenge you, Senior Brother Dingshi and Senior Brother Dingjian. He couldn't beat Senior Brother Dingshi, but ended up snatching Junior Brother Dingru away when he was leaving!" Dingming said hurriedly.
Monk Dingjian smiled and said: "This is weird, just leave if you can't beat him. This is the usual style of Xingyun Island. Why did you just grab someone this time?"
"That's right, Junior Brother Dingru probably doesn't recognize him," Dingming nodded hurriedly, "let alone have any grudges."
He then hurriedly said: "Senior brother Dingjian, hurry up, you won't be able to catch up with them if it's too late. Senior brother Dingshi is already chasing them. I don't know if I can catch up with the guy named Mo!"
Monk Dingjian waved his fat hand and said with a smile: "Don't be in a hurry, he can't escape. Brother Dingshi is trying his best, how can he not catch him?"
Dingming was so anxious that he stamped his feet, but there was nothing he could do.
Monk Dingjian is a senior brother and has strong martial arts skills. As a novice who has not yet started, I can only listen.
"Since there is no grudge, that kid must not dare to kill my junior brother." Dingjian said with a smile, "What exactly we are going to do, it takes a lot of thinking."
"Senior brother Dingjian!" Dingming was furious.
Dingjian shook his head and said with a smile: "Dingming, you are really warm-hearted."
After he finished speaking, he flashed away and the next moment he was gone.
The next moment, he had appeared next to Chu Li.
Chu Li's chest was sunken and he was slapped. He hung on a tree and vomited blood, becoming increasingly weak.
Mo Yidou and two young men in blue shirts were besieging Monk Dingshi.
The three of them all emitted blue light, vaguely connected to the starlight in the sky. The three folding fans emitted blue light, like a spatula light, as if three stars were fighting against Monk Dingshi. The surging power of the stars was like substance, constantly cutting.
A monk with a fixed stone.
Monk Dingshi emitted golden light and enveloped his whole body. No matter how fiercely the three men attacked him, he remained motionless, truly as solid as a rock.
Dingshi suddenly slapped Chu Li with a palm, and the golden palm force fell on Chu Li. He shouted loudly: "Junior brother Dingru, is it okay?"
Chu Li coughed a few times, blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth, and he shook his head helplessly: "I can't die yet."
He had already realized that Mo Yidou actually had murderous intentions, not for the purpose of sparring, but to kill Monk Dingshi, and he didn't know why he had such a big hatred against Monk Dingshi.
At that time, he saw that Monk Huiguang had already left, and that Mo Yidou was extremely dangerous, so he wanted to leave as well. Just as he turned around and took two steps, his hair suddenly stood up and he pushed Dingming Dingming away.
Dingming novice was pushed away by him and avoided Mo Yidou's palm.
Mo Yidou's martial arts were so mysterious and strange that he caught him and disappeared in an instant.
All his cultivation was dispersed, and the strange power transformed into the Marrow Cleansing Technique strengthened his body. However, no matter how strong his body was, there was still no internal power in him. At that moment, he had no time to use the Withering Sutra, and was caught by Mo Yidou.
The power of Mo Yidou's palm surged, sealing the acupuncture points all over his body in an instant, and the next moment he jumped ten miles away at an extremely fast speed.
Under the wisdom observation of the big round mirror, Monk Dingshi was like a stream of light, and he had caught up with him in the blink of an eye.
Two young men in blue shirts were hiding in the woods. When they saw Mo Yidou coming, they rushed out to greet them. The three of them blocked Monk Dingshi together. Mo Yidou gave Chu Li a slap in the face and threw him into the woods.
Chu Li felt like he was being manipulated at will like a puppet, without a trace of autonomy. With a seemingly light palm, his chest and ribs were broken, and his heart was broken. It was meant to kill him.
The soul lotus body was indeed powerful. Even though his heart was broken, he could still hold his breath. With a flash of inspiration, he suddenly started running the Marrow Cleansing Technique to see if he could hold his own life.
After a while, the breath of the Marrow Cleansing Technique circulated and slowly fell on the heart.
This breath wrapped around the heart and began to slowly recover.
Chu Li was overjoyed. He didn't expect the Marrow Cleansing Technique to be really effective. Once the soul lotus body is injured, it is extremely difficult to recover without red blood. He didn't expect the Marrow Cleansing Technique to be able to recover quickly.
"Junior brother Dingru, you take the first step." Monk Dingshi said in a loud voice.
Mo Yidou and the others waved their fans like knives, the blue light flashing getting stronger and stronger, and they were already fighting for their lives.
They knew they didn't have much time, and Da Ci'en Temple was not just a decoration. Experts would come over soon. If they couldn't kill Monk Dingshi in a short time, they would have no chance to kill him again.
"Death——!" Mo Yidou roared angrily.
Suddenly three stars flickered in the sky, and then they fell straight down and fell into the bodies of Mo Yidou and the others. Then blue lights bloomed all over the three people, and their bodies could not be seen clearly. Only three groups of blue lights were beating like flames.
"Bang, bang, bang!" Monk Dingshi blocked the palms of the three of them and stepped back more than ten steps. A deep ditch stretched out in front of him, and the surrounding soil rolled like a deep ditch plowed by an iron plow.
There was a little blood on the corner of his mouth.
The palms of these three people were like thunder and lightning, and they directly penetrated the protective Gang Qi. The power was amazing and they injured him.
Chu Li frowned. The martial arts of these three people looked familiar to him. They were similar to the Flying Star Jue. Could it be that the Xingyao Feiyun Jue had something to do with the Feixing Jue?
He kept urging the Marrow Cleansing Technique to repair the heart and body. The ribs returned to their original positions bit by bit, and the muscles corrected their positions on their own. Chu Li, who was observing with the wisdom of the big round mirror, felt it was amazing.
"Death——!" the three of them roared, turning into blue light again and surrounding Monk Dingshi.
Monk Dingshi has a profound cultivation. Even when he was at a disadvantage, he still persisted. His body skills were extremely fast and his strength was infinite. He also used seemingly clumsy moves to firmly defend himself and not be broken. No matter what the three of them did.
Violent, he teetered but did not fall.
Chu Li shook his head. Monk Dingshi obviously had a trump card, but if things continued like this, he might not have the chance to use his trump card.
He raised his head and looked in the direction of Daci'en Temple, feeling strange in his heart.
Could it be that the senior generation of Da Ci En Temple just watched these three guys act recklessly and kill Da Ci En Temple disciples?
Suddenly there was a fluctuation in the void, and Chu Li found a chubby monk appearing next to Monk Dingjian, and raised his voice: "Second Junior Brother."
"Senior brother, go and see the third junior brother first." Monk Dingjian said solemnly.
Monk Dingjian glanced at Chu Li, his chubby face darkened. Just as he was about to step in front of Chu Li, a middle-aged man suddenly appeared and stood in front of him, with a joking smile on his face.
Monk Dingjian frowned, stopped, and said coldly: "It's you, Bai Zhuguang!"
The middle-aged man is thin and slender, with an awl face and long, narrow eyes that are burning and threatening, like two scimitars.
"Dingjian, today is the day you die!" Bai Zhuguang smiled.
"It's so funny." Monk Dingjian's fat face burst into laughter, and he shook his head and said, "This is the territory of our Great Ci'en Temple!"
He ducked in front of Chu Li and stretched out his fat hand to help Chu Li.
"So you, the eminent monks of Daci'en Temple, rely on your status and will not interfere in our fights." Bai Zhuguang came to the other side of Chu Li and slapped Chu Li with his palm. The force of his palm turned into blue light and hit him instantly.