Fashan raised his head and glared at Chu Li, shouted coldly, and slapped the long sword with his palm.
Chu Li raised his long sword and pointed the tip of the sword towards his palm.
The posture of Fa Shan's palm did not change and he faced the tip of the sword.
"Ding..." In the clear sound, Chu Li's long sword trembled, and the pure and powerful internal energy surged along the sword, but was blocked by an invisible force and could not enter the Fashan meridian.
Chu Li was astonished. The Vajra Duhe magic skill was indeed amazingly powerful and could withstand the invasion of internal forces!
He took a step back and stabbed again.
"Ding..." Fashan put his palm up to block his chest, and the tip of his sword pierced his palm.
Fa Shan was secretly shocked. The position of this sword was the same as before, stabbing at the same point. Such sword technique was truly astonishing.
Chu Li's feet fluttered, and the internal force in his palm was dissolved, and he stabbed again, as fast as lightning.
"Ding..." Fashan involuntarily raised his palm again and was stabbed in the same position.
His palms were numb, and there was a sign that the Vajra Du'e Divine Art was being broken. His face changed slightly, and he did not dare to let Chu Li strike again, so he took the initiative to attack.
"Drink!" He roared like thunder and struck the palace with his palm, forcing Chu Li to retreat.
But Chu Li didn't want to retreat but instead advanced, and stabbed him with another sword, at a tricky angle and as fast as lightning.
"Ding..." Stab the same location again.
Fashan's face was gloomy, and he was even more frightened. This Chu Li's swordsmanship was too amazing, and he would never be able to get better if he continued like this.
His blood energy was fluctuating, and his Vajra Due skill was unstable. He quickly transformed his palms into fists and punched out with wind, which was hard and heavy.
"Ding..." Chu Li's long sword stabbed the tip of his fist accurately.
Afterwards, Chu Li's swords and swords rushed to attack, like lightning flashing, with incredible speed.
When Dharma's heart was crossed, he simply did not dodge or dodge. When he saw the sword coming, he struck with his fists, palms, or sleeves of his monk's robe to avoid being stabbed by the sword tip consecutively to the same person.
It is like a sword and a spear when swung, and its power is astonishing.
The two of them kept fighting and reached a stalemate. He couldn't dodge Chu Li's sword, and Chu Li couldn't break his Vajra Du'e magic skill. In the blink of an eye, more than a hundred moves passed.
Zhao Ying watched with wide eyes, admiring Chu Li's swordsmanship. At the same time, she secretly sighed that the old monk Fashan was very powerful. He had lived a long life in vain and was very good at practicing kung fu.
"Bang!" Suddenly there was a muffled sound, and Chu Li suddenly changed his sword into his palm, and his palms intersected with those of Fa Shan. Amid the muffled sound, the two of them each took a step back.
Chu Li took a step back, returned the sword to its sheath, waved his palms to fight with Fa Shan, and in the blink of an eye, more than a hundred moves were passed.
Fashan's face was as gloomy as water. He didn't expect that Chu Li's internal energy was so deep, and the waves of internal energy seemed to be endless.
The God of Vajradou'e can block swords and palm invasions. It is infinitely powerful. It has only one drawback: it consumes a lot of money and requires deep and huge internal energy to maintain its operation.
Even though he had deep internal strength, he couldn't hold on for long, especially because Chu Li's palms were so fierce and his moves carried surging internal energy, forcing him to use the Vajra Due Magic Art to the fullest, which consumed even more energy.
After two hundred moves, Fashan actually felt like his internal energy was exhausted. After reaching the innate realm, he rarely felt this way. He would often use the Vajra Du'e magic skill to defeat his opponent in just a few moves.
"Bang!" There was another muffled sound, the two palms met, and Fashan suddenly turned around and walked away.
Chu Li hummed: "Why should the monk leave in such a hurry?"
Of course, Chu Li would not let someone who had murderous intentions towards him leave him, as the consequences would be endless. He focused his inner energy on his feet and rushed behind Fashan in three steps. Fashan suddenly turned his head and pushed him with a palm.
Chu Li was well prepared for his return of the carbine. He knew that this palm was extremely powerful. It was the mountain-pushing palm of the Great Thunder Sound Temple. The internal force was superimposed like the infinite power of the blue sea, and the power was astonishing.
He took a light and sideways step, avoided it to the extreme, and stepped forward to take out his palm.
"Bang!" Fashan responded hastily, his palms intersecting.
He couldn't help but staggered back a step. Chu Li was unreasonable and raised his hand again. Fashan's body was not stable and he couldn't swing the palm in time. He received a palm from Chu Li on the chest and took another step back.
King Kong Due's magical power blocked Chu Li's palm power, but could not eliminate the impact, so he could only retreat.
Chu Li followed up with another palm, hitting the same position. Fashan snorted angrily and waved his palms, but he couldn't change his situation. He couldn't control his body shape and couldn't avoid Chu Li's lightning-fast palms.
As he retreated, Chu Li slapped him three times in succession.
"Poof!" Fashan could no longer suppress the blood spurting up, opened his mouth, and shot out a blood arrow.
Chu Li was as calm as water, unaffected by him, and struck out with another palm.
"Bang!" With a muffled sound, Fashan and Chu Li took two steps back at the same time.
There was a sneer at the corner of Fashan's mouth. This slap was enough for this kid. Let him be as evil as a ghost, but he still wants to drink his own foot-washing water!
The previous blood spurting was a sign of weakness because this palm was unexpected. The power of the mountain-pushing palm that was completed was unstoppable by any flesh and blood body.
Chu Li took two steps back. Under his feet were three and a half feet deep footprints, and his internal energy was completely discharged to the ground.
He had a thorough understanding of Fashan's thoughts, and Fashan was ready to strike with force. His palm force was weak but not real, and he could hold back but not accept it. He skillfully dropped it to his feet.
"You..." Fashan's face was gloomy. Looking at Chu Li's footprints, he knew something was wrong.
"Haha..." Chu Li laughed, the laughter was clear and showed no signs of injury: "Is the monk's Vajra Due magic skill almost ready?"
"Amitabha..." Fashan's face became solemn, he put his palms together and pronounced the Buddha's name, and took a deep breath: "Almsgiver Xiao, the poor monk has been defeated, and the grievances of the Tiger Village have been wiped out!"
"Thank you so much, monk!" Chu Li smiled.
The good deeds combined with the tithing, he turned around and left.
Chu Li appeared in front of him in a flash, blocking the way: "Why should the monk leave in a hurry?"
"Almsgiver Chu, what do you want to do?" Fashan lowered his face.
Chu Li smiled and said: "Whatever the monk wanted to do just now, I want to do."
"Almsgiver Chu, it's just a discussion, why should we hurt the harmony?" Fashan shook his head and said: "Our temple and your mansion have always been in harmony with each other, and you must not start a war because of us."
Chu Li shook his head and said with a smile: "What you said, monk, is wrong. You can't represent the Great Leiyin Temple, and I can't represent the Yiguo Palace. It's just a personal grudge. Monk, please come!"
"The poor monk is no match." Fashan shook his head and sighed: "Donor Chu is a genius, and the poor monk admires him. If the benefactor Chu really wants to kill the poor monk, the poor monk will just sit back and wait for death, and will not resist!"
Zhao Ying said softly: "Senior brother..."
Chu Li glanced at Zhao Ying, looked at the women who looked unbearable, then looked at Fa Shan, and said with a smile: "Monk is really good at it!"
Fashan smiled and Heshi said: "In this case, the poor monk will retire first!"
He turned and walked in another direction. Just as Chu Li was about to stop him, Zhao Ying hurriedly said: "Brother, forget it, let the great monk go!"
"Alas..." Chu Li shook his head and sighed.
"If you have to be merciful, let's be merciful." Zhao Ying said hurriedly: "Besides, after all, he is a monk from Daleiyin Temple."
She knows how powerful the Great Leiyin Temple is. It is the number one sect in the world. It is as powerful as a towering tree and is everywhere. The Duke's Palace is also slightly inferior. Don't offend if you can. If you really want to be hunted down by the Great Leiyin Temple,
, no matter how powerful Senior Brother Chu is, he will never be unjust!
Since the founding of Daleiyin Temple, no traitor has escaped, without exception.
Chu Li looked at Fashan's back, shook his head and said: "This old monk is not someone who has to be merciful and merciful. He will not give up."
"It doesn't matter if you don't give up. I can't beat you, senior brother, no matter how hard I fight!" Zhao Ying said with a smile.
She didn't expect that Chu Li's martial arts was so powerful. He was a newly promoted Xiantian master. The old monk from Da Leiyin Temple must have been a Xiantian for many years. He had profound cultivation and could walk outside the temple. He would never lose Da Leiyin.
Temple's face, I didn't expect that I couldn't beat my senior brother!
Chu Li sighed: "He will still be entangled, so it's better to get rid of him once and for all!"
"Senior brother, if you can't help but kill, don't kill. Besides, if you really kill him, Da Leiyin Temple will never give up. If he must kill you, can you escape? Unless you stay in the house all the time, then you still can't.
Aren’t you bored to death?”
"Sometimes you have to kill." Chu Li shook his head.
He had a thorough understanding of Fa Shan's heart and felt no gratitude at all, only resentment. He tried every means to kill himself. Sparing him would be causing trouble for him, so he had no choice but to kill him.
"Anyway, if you can't help but kill the disciples of Great Leiyin Temple, don't kill them!" Zhao Ying said.
Chu Li knew that she was working hard and said with a smile: "For the sake of junior sister, let's spare him for now!"
"That's right!" Zhao Ying pursed her lips and chuckled.
The girls were divided into two groups. The older ones did not want to leave the valley. They wanted to stay here forever, isolated from the world, quiet and leisurely, and would not suffer too much cold eyes and pain.
The young one wants to go back with Chu Li. After all, he is still a young man. He likes prosperity and does not want to stay in this suffocating valley for the rest of his life.
In the end, fifty people came out of the valley, and more than a hundred people stayed behind.
There were horses in the village, enough for each of them to ride two. Those who could not ride and those who could ride shared one. In the evening, they left the valley.
Zhao Ying originally wanted to stay one night and leave tomorrow, but Chu Li insisted on leaving at night.
The group of people took advantage of the darkness and set out on the road, holding torches and walking very slowly.
At midnight, everyone was resting in a forest. Chu Li asked them to surround a tree and arrange them layer by layer in a circle.
Zhao Ying sat on the outermost edge, while Chu Li jumped onto the tree.
"Brother, the Tiger Village is gone, there won't be any robberies, right?" Zhao Ying jumped up on the tree and stood beside him, a faint fragrance drifted into Chu Li's nose: "Besides, there will be no robberies at this time, right?"
?”
Chu Li shook his head.
"Is Senior Brother worried about the old monk?"
"Um."
"Is he really that bad?"
"If you think that people who study Buddhism can become good people, you are totally wrong."
"Disciples of the Great Leiyin Temple, aren't they too bad?"
"Good and bad are relative."
"Good is good, bad is bad."
"From the standpoint of the goodness of the law, I killed the disciples of the Great Leiyin Temple, so he must kill me. In order to uphold the majesty of the Great Leiyin Temple, he felt that his actions were just and good, but in our eyes, they were bad."
"Of course it's bad."
Chu Li shook his head: "...Do you have any brothers?"
"Well, I have two brothers."
"Suppose you have an unfilial brother who beats your father and runs away from home. You want to take him back to be punished, but before you can catch him, someone kills him. What would you do?"
"..." Zhao Ying rolled her eyes at him.
Chu Li smiled and said: "Of course it's just a metaphor, will you avenge your elder brother?"
"Humph, of course!" Zhao Ying said angrily.
Chu Li spread his hands: "From our standpoint, he wants to kill us, and he is a cunning and dangerous guy. He may even pose a threat to the people around us, so of course we must kill him!"
Zhao Yingdai frowned, feeling that the world was so complicated.