The short and fat old man swung his sword like lightning and blocked the flying knives, but his body suddenly retreated.
The power on the flying knife was unparalleled, and power was the short, fat old man's weakness. He couldn't stop it, so he had to retreat to relieve the force.
In this slow movement, Li Ruolan had already landed on the ground, took a staggering step, and then shot at the short and fat old man.
Chu Li said: "Sister Li, don't fight with him, I will do it!"
As he spoke, he kept waving his right hand.
"Chichichichichi..." The whistling sound was endless, and the sword energy shot at the short and fat old man, like a thousand arrows fired at once.
The short and fat old man swung his sword like lightning, blocking it like a light shield in front of him. He could barely block the sword energy, but he kept retreating. He retreated thirty meters away in one breath, breaking out in a cold sweat. If the retreat distance was not enough, he wanted to block it.
The sword energy is too strenuous.
Ji Xin looked at Chu Li helplessly, his inner strength was almost drained by Chu Li.
Chu Li shouted loudly: "If you don't want to die, get out!"
The short and fat old man was dressed in brown clothes, with mud still stained on his body, but his eyes were extremely cold: "You killed Brother Liu and Brother Zheng, we in Haicang Mountain will never let it go like this!"
Chu Li shouted: "My name is Zhao Dahe, I'm waiting for you in Haicang Mountain!"
"Okay!" The short, fat old man's gaze was like cold lightning as he glanced at the three of them, finally landing on Chu Li: "Zhao Dahe, I, Haicangshan, swear to kill you!"
"Get out!" Chu Li snorted coldly.
The short and fat old man gritted his teeth, turned around and walked into the woods like floating catkins. His short and fat body seemed to turn into a piece of feathers, which was indescribably weird.
Ji Xin let out a long sigh of relief: "Good guys, they haven't given up yet!"
"How can I be willing to die after two elders!" Li Ruolan sighed with a serious look on her charming face: "Haicangshan's swordsmanship is very weird, and the sword strength is especially weird. Once you touch it, your whole body will go numb..."
Chu Li said: "Does our holy religion have their mentality?"
He felt that the intersection of their swords was like being electrocuted. It was so weird that he even fell into the trap. If it had been someone else, this sword might have ended his life, and there would be no chance of a comeback.
"No." Li Ruolan shook his head gently: "We have a sword manual from Haicang Mountain in our Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. Unfortunately, it doesn't match the sword-handling skills. It is said that the mental skills are the secret of Haicang Mountain and cannot be passed down."
Chu Li frowned and said: "To confront the enemy in Haicang Mountain, you can only attack from a distance, not close combat."
"You happen to be able to restrain Haicangshan's swordsmanship." Li Ruolan looked at Chu Li and said seriously: "Junior brother Zhao, you must be careful, they are not joking, they will definitely try their best to kill you."
Not only because Zhao Dahe killed their elder, but also because his bright sword could restrain Haicangshan's swordsmanship. For the sake of Haicangshan's disciples, he had to be killed to avoid future troubles.
They will be worried that if Zhao Dahe continues to practice, his cultivation will be deeper and the threat will be greater. In the end, Haicang Mountain will be invincible, which will be too scary for Haicang Mountain, so they must eradicate him in advance.
He is different from the masters of the gods. The gods are bound by the rules of heaven and cannot take action at will, but he is different.
Chu Li smiled and said: "Let's see if they have this ability!"
"Junior Brother Zhao is so arrogant, I admire him!" Ji Xin said with a smile: "But what is this internal strength?"
"Ksitigarbha Wheel Sutra..." Chu Li clasped his fists apologetically: "With the help of Senior Brother Ji's internal strength, Senior Brother Ji is not to blame."
"I can help you to solve Junior Sister Li's danger, that's the best thing." Ji Xin said with a smile: "Finally, I don't have to watch helplessly!"
He was palpitating inexplicably. In the situation just now, he had no time to save Junior Sister Li. If Zhao Dahe hadn't taken action, Junior Sister Li's life would have been hard to save. Zhao Dahe's Bright Sword was indeed well-deserved.
Li Ruolan looked at Chu Li: "There might be another assassination, let's go back as soon as possible?"
Chu Li nodded.
Ji Xin smiled and said, "Let's go."
Li Ruolan said with concern: "Senior Brother Ji, you are spending too much money, so I should take care of him."
She could see that Ji Xin's face was a little pale. It was obvious that Junior Brother Zhao had drawn too much internal energy, which had made it difficult for Senior Brother Ji, and now he was in a bit of trouble.
"No, no, no." Ji Xin hurriedly stretched out her hand to ward her off, and said resolutely: "It doesn't matter to me!"
Chu Li said: "Then let Senior Brother Ji come."
He could tell what Ji Xin was thinking, he didn't want Li Ruolan to touch him because he was jealous.
Chu Li shook his head.
It was impossible for him to move Li Ruolan's heart. Ji Xinwei was really worried.
A good appearance is really important, and he also understands that if there is an ugly woman by his side, even if he is full of tenderness, it will be difficult to move his heart.
The three of them hurried on, extremely vigilant, for fear of being assassinated.
In the evening, as the sun set, they stopped on the top of a mountain and bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun.
"Junior sister Li, let's rest here for the night." Ji Xin said with a smile: "We are already in the territory of Dali, they don't dare to come again!"
"Let's drive a little longer." Li Ruolan said, "Go back as soon as possible."
"We can make it back to Great Guangming Peak tomorrow evening." Ji Xin said, "What do you think, Junior Brother Zhao?"
"It's good to take a rest." Chu Li said: "Senior Brother Ji should adjust his breathing."
Only then did Li Ruolan understand and nodded helplessly: "Okay, let's rest here."
They walked down for more than twenty meters and stopped at a pile of rocks.
Ji Xin made a bonfire, hunted some game and roasted it on the bonfire.
The three of them sat around the campfire, Ji Xin kept turning a few game meats, and the sizzling oil dripped into the flames, giving off a strong fragrance.
The firelight reflected Li Ruolan's charming face red, and she added a piece of firewood from time to time.
Chu Li sat on one side, and opposite them, two people sat side by side.
He sat with the curtain hanging, motionless, like an old monk in meditation, not looking at the two people's movements.
The crackling sound of firewood could be heard from time to time.
Chu Li sat still, Ji Xin turned over game meat, and Li Ruolan stared at the bonfire, quiet and peaceful.
"Haha..." A loud laugh suddenly sounded, breaking the silence. Chu Li closed his eyes and didn't move, as if he didn't hear it.
Ji Xin turned to look at a young man who came floating in the air, her face suddenly darkened: "Wen Tingdao!"
Wen Tingdao was a handsome and thin young man with a smile on his face: "Ji Xin, it's so hard for me to chase you!"
"What are you going to do!" Ji Xin said coldly.
He put down the game, clapped his hands, tensed up and stood in front of Li Ruolan, and said in a deep voice: "This is Dali, you are so brave, you dare to enter my territory of Dali, you are not afraid of being chased by the Holy Cult!"
"You can enter our Dafu, why can't I enter Dali!" Wen Tingdao said with a smile: "This is your prime minister, right? What about that one?"
He first pointed at Li Ruolan and then at Chu Li.
Li Ruolan hung up her white gauze to cover her pretty face, and frowned at him.
Her bright eyes were charming, and this glare was not intimidating at all, but rather sultry.
"Oh, what a beauty. It's a pity that you have to marry Ji Xin. You'd better follow me!" Wen Tingdao said with a smile: "I will go back to Dafu with my brother. Dafu is not Dali. The prosperity there is better than Dali."
Ten times, Dali is just like a mountainous countryside, a beauty like you shouldn’t stay in Dali!”
Li Ruolan stared at him coldly and said nothing.
"Okay, I like it even more!" Wen Tingdao clapped his hands and laughed and said, "Ji Xin, I'll accept this beauty, get out of here!"
Ji Xin gritted her teeth: "Wen, you are looking for death!" (To be continued.)