White-Robed Chief

Chapter 461 Rescue (Part 2)

"Very good, the two of you just happened to kill each other!" Meng Jian nodded slowly.

The aura on his body gradually climbed up, as if a mountain was rising, getting higher and higher, and the force was getting stronger and stronger.

Chu Li smiled: "The tone is not small, because you still want to kill the two of us, don't you want to think about whether you can escape your life?"

"You dare to kill me?" Meng Jian said indifferently: "If you kill me, all the disciples of Ziyun Mountain will come to kill you!"

"You don't have to worry about this," Chu Li said.

Meng Jian said slowly: "Chu Li, you are the one who has caused Miss Lu! I didn't want to kill her, I wanted to kill Concubine Xiao, but it's a pity, good luck tricks people, I like someone else, so I can only help you two! "

After he finished speaking, his figure flickered, and he turned into a shadow again, blending with his surroundings, as if a drop of water fell into a lake and disappeared.

Chu Li turned to look at Lu Yurong: "You won't kill such a guy?"

"It can only be killed." Lu Yurong sighed.

Chu Li smiled and said, "Thank you this time."

Lu Yurong rolled his eyes at him: "Hmph, it's even!"

She originally wanted to save Xiao Shi's life and make Chu Li owe a favor, but now, the favor was wiped out, and Chu Li saved her life again.

Meng Jian's Thunder Palm is indeed powerful, and he has not been able to get rid of it so far. If he receives two more palms, it will be really bad luck.

"Bang!" Chu Li suddenly punched the void with a dull sound.

Meng Jian appeared, was sent flying, and shot out a bloody arrow in the air.

Meng Jian's movement skills are useless in front of Chu Li. In his eyes, Meng Jian who has performed the secret technique is just exuding an invisible aura, which blends with the void and is still clear.

Chu Li is the most proficient in the magic of the void. Although Meng Jian's technique is exquisite, it would be better if he had a deeper fire. Such a shallow fire is tantamount to playing with an axe in front of Chu Li, which is extremely clumsy.

After landing, Meng Jian clutched his chest, coughed twice, and frowned at him.

Chu Li said: "You haven't mastered this set of secret techniques, so you should change it. Ziyun Mountain's martial arts are exquisite, and there must be more than this one?"

"Okay, Chu Li, you really have some skills." Meng Jian took a breath slowly: "Then try my Thunder Palm!"

There was a faint sound of thunder in the sky, Meng Jian raised his right palm, flashed it, appeared in front of Chu Li like a bolt of lightning, and stamped it with his palm.

"Bang!" Chu Li welcomed Lu Guogong's fist.

A strange breath penetrated into the body, and the body suddenly became numb and stiff, like an electric shock.

With one palm hit, Meng Jian looked up to the sky and laughed.

Seeing that Chu Li was stiff and unable to move, Meng Jian laughed and said, "No matter how powerful you are, you will be unlucky if you get hit by the Thunder Palm. Impossible, arrogant people must be stupid, really happy! Haha, happy!"

Chu Li showed a smile.

The sudden appearance of Heavenly Demon Qi swept over this strange breath and returned to his heart again.

Meng Jian looked at Lu Yurong, looked into her clear eyes, and sighed: "Miss Lu, can you take off the veil and let me see the real face?"

Lu Yurong said lightly, "I can't."

"Why bother!" Meng Jian shook his head and sighed, "If you don't watch it now, if you kill you later, you can still watch it."

Lu Yurong laughed: "Do you really think Yin Lei Zhang can kill him?"

"Killing him is easy!" Meng Jian said triumphantly: "I don't know what miraculous secret technique you have, Miss Lu, but no one can dispel the Yin Thunder Palm. Going to Huangquan together, am I considered the beauty of an adult? Haha!"

Lu Yurong shook her head, showing sympathy.

"Oh..., it's really a good palm technique!" Chu Kai said.

He saw clearly Meng Jian's kung fu route this time, it was really strange.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have created such a miraculous feat. The wisdom of the predecessors is so high that every time he sees the martial arts of the four major sects, he will be amazed and amazed.

But he has been struck by lightning several times, and his body is no stranger to thunder and lightning. Meng Jian's dark thunder palm is not deep enough, and there is nothing he can do about it.

"You..." Meng Jian laughed and stopped abruptly.

Chu Li said: "One more palm? Come on!"

"Bang!" Meng Jian turned into a bolt of lightning, which was faster than ordinary people imagined, and hit Chu Li instantly.

Chu Li didn't take a step back, his shoulders shook slightly, and Meng Jian immediately flew backwards.

Chu Li appeared behind Meng Jian and stamped his palm on his vest.

"Pfft!" Meng Jian flew straight out like a stone thrown by a trebuchet.

Chu Li appeared in the air again, waiting in the direction where Meng Jian flew, and wanted to finish him with a palm.

"Amitabha..." A Buddha's cry sounded far away in the night sky.

Fayuan and Faxiang came rushing from a distance, their robes fluttered like they were walking against the wind. In the previous breath, they were still far away, and in the next breath, the two of them were already close, blocking between Chu Li and Meng Jian .

Fa Xiang took over Meng Jian and dispelled Chu Li's palm, but Meng Jian spit out another bloody arrow.

Fayuan titheed and said: "Benefactor Chu, you are being polite, little monk!"

Chu Li glanced at Meng Jian, shook his head and laughed, "Fayuan, when did your Daleiyin Temple and Ziyun Mountain become so harmonious?"

"Benefactor Meng and my junior brother have some kind of friendship. Junior brother entrusted me to come and save them." Fayuan smiled and said, "Benefactor Chu, I hope you will be merciful!"

Chu Li said: "Fayuan, you can save him for a while, but if you can't save him forever, he will still come to die!"

Fayuan looked at Meng Jian calmly.

Meng Jian gritted his teeth and said slowly: "Thank you Master Fayuan, he killed my brother, I must avenge him!"

"Amitabha..." Fayuan uttered the Buddha's name and sighed, "Benefactor Meng, you are no match for Master Chu."

"I will never let him go!" Meng Jian snorted.

Chu Li smiled and said: "Look, this guy is very arrogant and proficient in assassination techniques, I am not afraid, but the lady is a rich man, how can I take such a risk... He almost succeeded tonight! "

"Since the little monk has promised to my junior brother, I will naturally do it." Fa Yuanhe said: "Benefactor Chu, let's stop for tonight, how about repaying the grudge in the future?"

Chu Li said with a smile: "Fayuan, he will run back to Ziyun Mountain after tonight, so am I going to go to Ziyun Mountain to kill him? In the future, when he becomes successful in martial arts, he will come to assassinate Miss. Miss really has something wrong, can you take responsibility for it?" "

Fayuan sighed: "Looks like this little monk can only learn from Master Chu's clever moves!"

"How happy to say that!" Chu Li said with a smile: "But you two alone, I'm afraid we can't stop us from killing, and Miss Lu!"

There was a smile in Lu Yurong's bright eyes: "I'll let it go, since Master Fayuan and Master Faxiang are here, they have to show their face, so I'll go first!"

She floated away in the moonlight, and disappeared into the night in a blink of an eye.

Chu Li shook his head and laughed. Although Da Yuan Jingzhi couldn't see through Lu Yurong's mind, he could guess it and knew it was the result.

He glanced at Meng Jian: "Forget it, it seems that you can't be killed. The disciples of Ziyun Mountain rely on the disciples of Daleiyin Temple to rescue them. If the news spreads, you will lose all face of Ziyun Mountain!"

Meng Jian's face turned red, his eyes were blazing, and he wished he could go forward and kill Chu Li.

Chu Li said: "Fayuan, it's really a good method. It abolished the prince's Asura magic skills, and passed on the secret skills of Buddhism. I admire it!"

Fa Yuanhe said: "Benefactor Chu, forgive me."

Chu Li waved his hand and said, "I hope you can achieve what you want, so farewell!"

He smiled at Meng Jian, and the white robe fluttered away.

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