In this case, he agreed to stay in Nanyang City, maybe there was a real hope of getting the Sword of Eternal Light.
He is now extremely obsessed with the Sword of Death.
I am not greedy for this sword, I am more ambitious. I am curious about why the Sword of Death is so powerful, and want to explore its origin, so that I can master this power and become invincible in the world. It is not a dream.
"Fan Yi!" Hu Changfa and the others looked gloomy and quickly stepped forward to surround Fan Yi and punch him.
Fan Yi sneered: "You three are not enough!"
"Bang bang bang bang..." Amidst the continuous crashing sounds, Fan Yi took out his palm and fought with the three people evenly.
Chu Li raised his eyebrows.
Fan Yi's cultivation seemed to be about the same as the three of them, but in the fight, he was defeated by one against three, which showed that he had practiced some powerful secret technique. Hu Changfa and the others were so angry that they almost smoked.
Previously, they were teased by a little guy with a low cultivation level, and now they were suppressed and beaten by a young guy with a cultivation level similar to theirs. They were completely humiliated. This made the Qitianmen masters who had always been smooth sailing and invincible hate it extremely, and became murderous.
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Fan Yi shook his head and sighed: "It's ridiculous to come here for revenge with just this little ability!"
"The person named Fan is indeed a rising star!" Hu Changfa said coldly: "But it's a pity that you, a rising star, will definitely die!"
"Then you die first!" Fan Yi snorted.
His moves became more and more fierce, making Hu Changfa and the others breathless, forcing them to use secret techniques that stimulated their potential.
"Woo..." Amidst the roar, the three people's figures suddenly swelled up, and then fell into a violent rage. Their movements were like lightning, and their momentum was heavy and heavy. Fan Yi was immediately overwhelmed, showing that he was invincible.
He raised his voice and said: "Brother Li, you go first into the city!"
Chu Li reached out and pulled his chest, and a jade pendant suddenly appeared in his palm. He tossed it casually: "Brother Fan, go on!"
After Fan Yi took the jade pendant, he bit his index finger without hesitation. The jade pendant suddenly turned into silver light and fell on him. Then he laughed loudly, caught someone's fist, exchanged the injury for injury, and hit an old man.
fly.
"Bang bang bang bang..." He then took Hu Changfa's fist and used a move that would hurt both of them. Hu Changfa did not dare to fight with him, so he equalized again and fought against the two of them.
"You deserve to die!" Hu Changfa suddenly appeared behind Chu Li and punched Chu Li's vest.
Chu Li could barely avoid it and disappeared in a flash.
Hu Changfa gritted his teeth, hating Chu Li far more than Fan Yi who killed Hou Xianji.
Fan Yi laughed and knocked a middle-aged man away: "You can't kill Brother Li!"
He secretly sighed, he was indeed proficient in the art of deduction, he avoided the assassination one step in advance, and then disappeared at the right time.
"Then I'll kill you!" Hu Changfa sneered, then disappeared in a flash.
Fan Yi raised his eyebrows, looked at the two seriously injured old men, shook his head and said: "You are lucky, you can save your life!"
He said and disappeared.
As soon as he disappeared, Hu Changfa reappeared, followed by four old men, all with murderous intent.
"Stop looking for him, he has already run away." An old man on the ground stood up and said feebly: "He is not stupid, how could he still be waiting here."
Hu Changfa hurriedly stepped forward to help him up: "Is it okay?"
"I can't die, I've suffered a big loss." The old man said bitterly: "I really encountered an evil spirit today, one is more powerful than the other!"
Hu Changfa nodded: "We still underestimated them."
"You can't escape the temple if you follow the monk, Fan Yi, hum!" Hu Changfa sneered.
The elder who was supported by him said: "If you miss this time, there will be no chance again, and the sect will not agree to kill Fan Yi."
Hu Changfa was silent.
Qitianmen is not as crazy as outsiders see it. Not everyone dares to offend or kill anyone. Nantianmen cannot be provoked, otherwise there will be endless trouble.
"Let's go." Everyone shook their heads helplessly and left.
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Chu Li did not enter Nanyang City immediately. He first went back to Daci'en Temple and saw that his master, Monk Huiguang, and the others were in retreat. Then he felt relieved and went to find Monk Dingding to hear about any evildoers.
"Did you really kill that Hou Xianji?" the monk was surprised.
His thin figure was wearing a monk's robe, and he looked like an eminent monk. His peaceful expression was broken, and he asked in surprise: "Junior brother, did you really kill Hou Xianji?"
Chu Li told the story again.
Monk Dingding praised: "What a good method! Although you did not do it with your own hands, killing with a borrowed knife is still killing, and the merits are immeasurable!... Nantianmen is indeed a very powerful sect."
Chu Li sighed: "It's a pity that I couldn't enter it to worship."
"It's okay if you don't go in." Monk Xingping said: "There has never been a traitor in Nantianmen. There is a secret method to distinguish between traitors and loyalists, so don't take the risk."
Chu Li nodded.
The determined monk said: "It's a pity that we can't touch it there, there is no news."
Chu Li said: "Once my master and two senior brothers leave seclusion, be sure not to let them leave the temple!"
"Don't worry." Monk Dingding smiled and said, "The abbot has already issued an order and they are not allowed to leave the temple!"
Chu Li sighed with relief: "Are there any other villains?"
"There really is one." Monk Qingping took out a bamboo tube from his sleeve and handed it to him: "Don't force it."
Chu Li reached out to take it, pulled out the plain paper and frowned: "Flower picker! Flower picker!"
The flower picker is the most hated person in the martial arts world. Almost everyone calls for beatings and no one protects him. However, this person is proficient in the art of transformation and has an extremely high level of cultivation. He has gained an extremely profound level of cultivation through picking.
The qualitative monk said: "It is almost impossible to catch this flower picker."
Chu Li looked at him.
Monk Dingding sighed: "The miraculous power he has cultivated can change his appearance, temperament, and cultivation. It is seamless. He also acts cautiously. He only hurts one person at a time and then flies away and escapes. How can he be caught in the world?"
"Where is the Lanxing Sect?" Chu Li said: "It is said that they are proficient in the art of deduction?"
"That guy has treasures in his possession and can avoid inferences." Monk Cheng said.
Chu Li frowned: "You can't even have clairvoyance?"
Monk Dingding sighed: "Uncle Master Wen Miao has never tried it, but since it can conceal the secrets of heaven and avoid the art of deduction, I am afraid that even the clairvoyance will not be able to do anything about it. This time another girl has met with misfortune."
Chu Li said in a deep voice: "I will give it a try."
"If we don't catch this guy, all the beautiful women in the world will not be able to feel at ease." Monk Dingding said.
Chu Li said: "Did he leave anything behind?"
The qualitative monk shook his head slightly: "He acts cautiously, not even leaving any hair on his head."
"What about the girl?" Chu Li said.
The determined monk sighed: "I'm afraid..."
He Heshi proclaimed the Buddha's name and showed compassion.
Chu Li said with a gloomy face: "Take me over and have a look."
The determined monk grabbed his sleeve, and the two of them flashed, and the next moment they appeared outside a small town.
"She is the most beautiful woman in the town." Monk Chengding sighed: "I will persuade her to become a monk."
Chu Li nodded.
The two of them dodged three times and then arrived in front of a large house. They rushed directly to the backyard and appeared in front of a girl.
This is a graceful and beautiful woman, sitting blankly among the flowers. Her face is pale, her eyes are dim, and her body has little vitality. She is obviously determined to die.
The habits of this world are different and the folk customs are open, but any further openness would still be a great shame and humiliation for women and a huge blow.