Chapter 928 Appearing (Four More)

Mo Qianjun smiled and said: "After Zhao Dahe's martial arts were abolished by the disciples of Haicang Mountain, he is practicing again, and he will recover soon. By then, he will be able to deal with the supreme monk!"

Jing Guinian said: "Brother Mo, don't interrupt, we have to ask about the business, let me ask you Zhao Dahe, how did you escape from the pursuit of the supreme monk and come back safely with such low martial arts?"

Hearing what Mo Qianjun said, he was finally completely relieved.

All the previous temptations, using stupid and ignorant actions to cover up one's purpose, even if you can't find a chance, you won't be reassured, just laugh it off.

The Zongnei used a beauty trick to deal with Zhao Dahe, which seemed to stabilize him, but the entire Zongnei was still full of murderous intent towards Zhao Dahe, but they just held back.

He finally concluded now that Zhao Dahe didn't use secret techniques to hide his cultivation, but really abolished his martial arts.

This is a rare opportunity, if he can take advantage of this opportunity to kill Zhao Dahe, everyone in the White Tiger Sect will praise him and gain supreme prestige!

Chu Li said coldly: "Do you think I have taken refuge in Zhuanlun Temple, so I can survive?"

"Not bad!" Jing Guinian snorted.

Chu Li suddenly disappeared from the same place in a flash, and appeared behind Jing Guinian at the same time, patted the back of his head, and when Jing Guinian turned around and punched, he appeared in the original place again, looking at him coldly: "This time Do you know why I was able to escape?"

Jing Guinian's face was gloomy, and his whole body was cold.

Chu Li sneered: "A fool like you still wants to kill me to make meritorious deeds, your idea is too beautiful!"

Jing Guinian's face turned even darker, and he said in a deep voice, "Your qinggong may not be better than Zhishan!"

"Can Zhishan take off your head so easily?" Chu Li snorted, "If it was so easy, he would have taken it off a long time ago, and you wouldn't be talking nonsense here!"

"You—!" Jing Guinian stared at him.

"Junior Brother Jing, forget it!" Another middle-aged man from the White Tiger Sect stopped him, and snorted, "Stop messing around!"

"Senior Brother Zhu..." Jing Guinian gritted his teeth and let out a bad breath.

Zhu Wenhan clasped his fists at Chu Li: "Mr. Zhao, don't be surprised, Junior Brother Jing is open-minded. He is just such a person. Don't be as knowledgeable as him!"

Chu Li squinted at him: "It's a good way to fight one by one!"

Zhu Wenhan was secretly angry, but smiled and waved his hands and said, "Young Master Zhao has indeed misunderstood."

Mo Qianjun smiled and said: "Okay, Dahe, don't be relentless, there will be bumps and bumps when there are too many people, just let it go, but he said that you took refuge in the Zhuanlun Temple and became an internal response, it is really speechless." Block!"

Chu Li said: "Master Mo Tan will not be so suspicious?"

"Absolutely not!" Mo Qianjun waved his hand and said, "I have never doubted the loyalty of our Holy Cult disciples!"

Chu Li clasped his fists together.

This Mo Qianjun looked heroic and majestic, but he was actually a vicious guy. He said every word to the point, fanned the flames, and finally came out to put out the fire, manipulating everyone in his hands.

"Namo Amitabha Buddha..." Suddenly, the sound of the Buddha's trumpet of a bronze bell Dalu resounded through the heaven and earth, filling the entire hall.

Everyone's face changed drastically.

The red monk's robe fluttered, and Zhishan stood in the center in a blink of an eye. The wide monk's robe moved automatically without wind, and He Shi saluted everyone: "The poor monk is here again!"

Chu Li frowned at him.

The Zhishan monk also looked over, and He Shi smiled: "It is said that the monk can't escape the temple if you run away. This is true. The poor monk really found you, benefactor Zhao!"

Chu Li said, "Are you here to find me?"

"By the way, I will also send these benefactors away, and send you all back to the west together." The monk Zhishan glanced at the crowd, and said in harmony: "I will chant sutras for you, and help all benefactors to go to the Western Paradise of Ultimate Bliss!"

Bai Feng's bright eyes were like fire, but he didn't move quietly. His murderous intent was like a sealed volcano, which would erupt at any time, and winked at the young woman beside him. The young woman shook her head, she didn't want to escape alone.

Mo Qianjun shouted coldly: "Zhi Shan, don't think we are afraid of you!"

Two moon wheels flew out from the wide sleeves of the Zhishan monk. Amid the whistling sound of "woo woo", the moon wheels turned one to the right and the other to the left.

Mo Qianjun hurriedly said: "The Ksitigarbha Wheel Sutra can use strength to fight, and he will use everyone's strength to deal with others, so try to dodge as much as possible, don't force it!"

Everyone retreated immediately after hearing the words.

One moon wheel whizzes and spins towards Jing Guinian, and the other moon wheel spins towards Baifeng.

Zhi Shan could sense the murderous aura on Bai Feng, so it was better to get rid of it first, and besides, she was so beautiful, so she had to get rid of it too.

Jing Guinian hurriedly backed away, Yuelun seemed to be able to sense the wind brought by him, and caught up with the trend, and a white silk flew out of Baifeng's sleeve to wrap around Yuelun.

This white silk looks weak, but it is made of a special material, extremely tough, hard to hurt by a knife or spear, like cotton wool under the moon.

The moon wheel twisted the white silk silently, and the speed suddenly increased, spinning towards the white phoenix.

"Chi!" Amidst the whistling sound, a flying knife hit the moon wheel.

The moon wheel immediately swung into the air, still spinning at a high speed, and fell slowly, losing its fierce murderous aura.

Chu Li ignored the other moon and let it entangle Jing Guinian.

Jing Guinian was struggling more and more, the moon disc was getting closer and closer, like a maggot attached to the bone, unable to get rid of it.

"Ding..." Zhu Wenhan next to him couldn't be seen, he punched out, and the force of the punch hit the moon wheel far away.

The moon wheel suddenly accelerated, turning into a black shadow and spinning past Jing Guinian.

"Pfft!" Jing Guinian's head flew up, and the blood column was more than ten feet high.

The moon wheel spun around Jing Guinian's neck and turned towards Zhu Wenhan without hindrance.

Chu Li raised his voice and said, "Deal with Zhishan!"

After he finished speaking, a saber qi shot at the Zhishan monk.

Monk Zhishan shook his head, a silver-white round wheel appeared in front of his throat, blocking the saber energy.

"Ding..." Qing Ming sounded endlessly, the material of this round wheel was strange, like jade and stone, people couldn't help but fell silent when they heard the sound, the murderous aura suddenly subsided a little, and the anger dissipated.

All Mo Qianjun shot at the Zhishan monk together.

Facing the crowd, the Zhishan monk suddenly waved the silver-white round wheel, and suddenly a ball of white light shot from the round wheel towards the crowd.

He kept waving the silver-white round wheel, and streaks of white light shot out like rounds of suns. Some of the crowd met hard, some avoided, but all of them were blocked.

Facing the white light, Chu Li did not dodge and punched out.

The white light collided with the strength of the fist, and penetrated into his body without any hindrance. He was extremely strong and domineering. He hurriedly performed the Ksitigarbha Runner Sutra, turning the strength out, and the green bricks under his feet cracked like spider webs.

His body is tyrannical, and he only suffered a little injury when transforming his internal energy, which is not serious, and he recovered quickly.

He diverted half of his internal energy, and turned the other half into his own internal energy, and once again met a ball of white light with a punch.

"Bang!" The two forces collided, he took two steps back, and turned to his feet at the same time, the three footprints seemed to be branded in the green bricks.

The Zhishan monk stepped in front of Baifeng, and the silver wheel disappeared in his hand, and appeared on Baifeng's chest at the same time.

"Ding!" Yinlun was suddenly deflected by a flying knife, and flew out as it brushed Baifeng's ear.

Bai Feng broke into a cold sweat and almost ended up like Jing Guinian.

With a move from the Zhishan monk, the silver wheel flew back to his hand, waved several balls of white light at the crowd, and then stepped in front of Chu Li.

"Ding..." Yinlun blocked his throat, the air knife was knocked away, and the other hand moved towards Chuli.

"Bang!" After intersecting his right palm, Chu Li flew straight upside down, sprayed a stream of blood in the air, then turned suddenly in the air, and sprayed out another stream of blood. This palm force contained several changes.