"Swoosh swoosh!" Two soft whistles could be heard as the blade flashes pierced through Monk Zhi Shan's clothes but were blocked by his inner armor.
"Bam!" Monk Zhi Shan was sent flying by the blade and spat out a mouthful of blood in mid-air. He suddenly disappeared and evaded the other two blades.
Chu Li narrowed his eyes and held the Star Stone in his hand. A cold current flowed into his mind as he activated the Nature Restoration Manifestation. Instantly, a scene appeared clearly in his mind and he threw the blade again.
The moment Monk Zhi Shan appeared, the flying blade was already at his throat but was blocked by his left hand.
His hand was as white as jade and there was a red spot on his palm as if it was stained with cinnabar. The flying blade hit the red spot and then shot into his left palm. However, it did not penetrate his throat and stopped in front of it.
"Bam!" Monk Zhi Shan was sent flying again. He flew backward to neutralize the force of the flying blade.
Not only was Chu Li's inner energy pure, but his cultivation level was also twice as high. His strength had also increased tremendously. The flying blade did not only contain inner energy but also a strong external force. The combination of the two forces was shocking. Although he managed to block the flying blade, he could not block the force of the blade.
"Monk, you shall enter reincarnation today!" Chu Li shook his head and smiled as he threw the blade again.
Monk Zhi Shan pulled the flying blade out of his left palm and put it in his pocket. He put his palms together and although his palms were stained with blood, it did not affect the solemn and holy look on his face. He chanted the name of Buddha. "Namo Amitabha!"
After he chanted the name of Buddha, his face suddenly aged. Wrinkles appeared and his skin loosened. It was as if he had suddenly turned from a young man to an old man. Three to four hundred years had passed in an instant. Only his eyes were clear and bright. They were so cold that no one dared to look at him directly.
Chu Li frowned as he knew that Zhi Shan had performed another secret skill. He threw the flying blade again.
"Swoosh!" Monk Zhi Shan did not dodge the flying blade. He flicked his finger and the wind from his finger whistled like a flying blade.
"Ding …" The flying blade suddenly bounced in the air and fell straight to the ground.
Chu Li furrowed his brows as he saw an extremely refined and substantial finger force hit the flying dagger.
This finger force surprised him. Not only did it require pure finger force, but it also required precision. It was not easy to hit the thin tip of the flying blade.
Chu Li shot out another energy blade.
"Bam!" Monk Zhi Shan calmly shot out a finger and collided with the energy blade. Both of them dissipated.
Before Chu Li could launch another attack, Monk Zhi Shan's finger force had already reached Chu Li's chest.
Chu Li took a step to the side to avoid it and shot out an energy blade at the same time.
"Bang, bang, bang, bang …" The energy blades collided with the finger force, and in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen energy blades had been shot out.
Chu Li seemed to be competing with him. He kept shooting out energy blades faster and faster.
Monk Zhi Shan's white eyebrows knitted together tightly. He had initially thought that the Light Blade would consume a lot of inner energy and that he would not be able to use it more than a few times. With his profound cultivation level, he would be able to suppress Chu Li and force him to leave.
Unexpectedly, Chu Li's energy blades seemed to be endless. After almost twenty strikes, he did not show any signs of fatigue or emptiness. Instead, he became more energetic and seemed to be getting smoother and smoother. He was in a good state and his energy blades were getting faster and faster.
Indeed, Chu Li could feel that his Light Blade was improving. It was as if he had found a strange state where his understanding of the Light Blade was deepening. His execution of the Light Blade was much smoother and faster than before. Moreover, the energy blade was much more condensed. Unknowingly, his Light Blade had reached the final level and was about to achieve perfect mastery.
He suddenly realized that the main reason was not the Star Stone, but the completion of the Great Light Scripture, which was more beneficial to his understanding of the Light Blade. As his Divine Light Technique improved, so did his Light Blade.
He even felt that his Divine Light Fist had also improved. If he continued to polish it, he would be able to reach another level and step onto another level.
Monk Zhi Shan suddenly disappeared and appeared on Chu Li's left side. Two finger forces attacked at the same time.
However, Chu Li seemed to have predicted this. He took a diagonal step forward the moment Zhi Shan appeared, closing the distance between him and Monk Zhi Shan. At the same time, he evaded the finger force and threw out a Divine Light Fist. Then, a Petrifying Finger silently shot out from his sleeve, followed by a flying blade.
Monk Zhi Shan felt that something was wrong and his body stopped moving. Chu Li's blade was aimed at his throat.
"Swoosh!" Monk Zhi Shan was sent flying. The flying blade pierced through his throat and shot into the wall next to him.
Chu Li was overjoyed and shot out another blade.
To others, a shot to the throat would be enough to kill them, but not to Monk Zhi Shan.
"Namo — Amitabha —!" A Buddhist chant that sounded like a bronze bell rang through the night sky, causing everyone's ears to go numb and their blood to surge. An old monk dressed in a gray frock appeared silently beside Monk Zhi Shan, picked him up and disappeared in an instant.
Chu Li's expression changed slightly. He disappeared and appeared at the top of Falling Autumn City in the next moment.
The gray-robed old monk's eyebrows were all white. He flew across the night sky like a crane and flew over the top of Falling Autumn City.
"Swoosh!" Chu Li shot out a flying blade.
The gray-robed old monk spread his wide robe sleeves and shielded himself and Monk Zhi Shan.
The flying blade shot into the monk's sleeves and fell down without a sound. When Chu Li shot out a second blade, the old monk was already a hundred meters away.
Chu Li disappeared in a flash and appeared in front of the old monk in the next moment. He threw out a punch.
"Bang!" The old monk had an ordinary appearance. His eyebrows were all white, and his face was white as snow. He looked a little strange, but he was calm and elegant like a spirit crane. He reached out his palm and caught Chu Li's punch.
Both of them took a step back and were evenly matched.
Chu Li frowned and threw out another punch. However, the old monk dodged and skimmed to the side. He did not want to fight Chu Li.
Chu Li disappeared in a flash and appeared in front of him again. He threw out another Divine Light Fist.
This punch was too fast and Chu Li appeared out of nowhere. The old monk wanted to dodge but could not, so he could only take it head-on.
"Bang!" The old monk's robe fluttered and he finally took a step back.
Chu Li waved his hands and shot one blade at the old monk and the other at Monk Zhi Shan.
Monk Zhi Shan had already passed out, but Chu Li could feel that he was full of vitality and was no longer in danger. It was obvious that he had taken the spirit pill. Chu Li suddenly hesitated.
With the Star Stone in his hand, his senses were exceptionally sharp. He suddenly felt that he needed to rely on Monk Zhi Shan to break through the Earth Matrix and Reincarnation Scripture. If he killed him now, he would be cutting off a part of his opportunity.
"Who are you? Tell me your Dharma name!" Chu Li threw out a Divine Light Fist and scoffed.
The old monk dodged the two blades and shook his head. "I'm Yuan Wu."
Chu Li frowned. "Yuan Wu, you're over a hundred years old, right?"
The old monk shook his head and smiled. "I'm eighty this year."
"You're so old at eighty?" Chu Li said as he threw out a punch.
The old monk answered while dodging, "I have an understanding of Buddhism, so I'm in a state of suffering. I can only regain my youth after I leave. "
Chu Li scoffed. "If the Reincarnation Temple wants to go to war with the Holy Church of Light, then let's fight."
"Priest Zhao, you've misunderstood." The old monk said gently, "All of this is an act of kindness. Our temple has no intention of going to war with the Holy Church of Light. This is a personal grudge, there's no need to involve both sects."
Chu Li sneered. "If it goes smoothly, it's the Reincarnation Temple's trip. If it doesn't, it's a personal matter. You guys are really wishful thinking!"
"Sigh …" The old monk Yuan Wu shook his head. "I don't lie. Let's go to the Great Light Peak and explain this personally."
"That's great!" Chu Li said.
He was filled with killing intent and had decided to go to the Qiu Dynasty.
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