Chapter 2137
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"Ah!" Zhao Lingfeng roared and glared at Chu Li, then at Huang Tianyi who was not far away.
Huang Tianyi shook her head.
She did not intervene. She did not stop her subordinates or Zhao Lingfeng. In her opinion, she was already being extremely benevolent. If she were to personally stop her own sect's elders, she would be a traitor and would not be able to face the dead elders.
These elders were the sect's elites and pillars. It would be unjust for them to die in the hands of Wu Yuansi. It would be best if she could kill Wu Yuansi and beat him at his own game.
If she were to kill Zhao Lingfeng, she would stop him. However, she would not kill Wu Yuansi. She could not wait for Wu Yuansi to die.
"Ding!" A clear sound was heard.
The short sword was deflected. It did not go any further.
A young man in purple suddenly appeared beside Chu Li. It was Murong Chou. He used his sword to deflect the sword.
The elder did not believe it. He concentrated his energy on his sword again. The long sword shone brightly and slowly moved towards Chu Li's neck.
"Ding …" With a clear sound, Murong Chou stabbed the short sword again and deflected it.
Murong Chou scoffed and stabbed the long sword forward. It was so fast that the elder could only take a step back.
The next moment, Zhao Lingfeng suddenly appeared beside Chu Li. He picked him up and disappeared. Murong Chou was there too. The three of them were nowhere to be seen.
"Sect Leader!" The four elders looked gloomy. Their originally drowsy eyes were now cold. It was as if they had become completely different people. Their skinny faces slowly became plump and smooth. It was as if they had become ten years younger.
Huang Tianyi stepped to their side and said, "Forget it. He escaped. Even if his body was made of steel, he would not be able to take it after taking eight palms from you. Is he dead?"
"He's dead. There's no doubt that he's dead." One of the elders nodded slowly and sighed. "I didn't expect there to be more problems. We were too anxious. We should have waited for him to move further away."
"Who knows if he's bait or if there's an ambush from the Flying Heaven Sect." Another old man shook his head and said, "It's very likely to be bait. It's a pity that they were too slow and didn't expect us to make a move here. Otherwise, we might not have been able to succeed."
They had a deep understanding of Chu Li's body movement technique. If they had not performed a secret skill and sealed the void with their palm energy, they might not have been able to hit him. If they were anywhere else and Chu Li's martial arts masters appeared, who knew who would ambush who?
This was already the best opportunity to kill Wu Yuansi. What they regretted was that they couldn't cut off his head and offer it to the souls of their fellow disciples in heaven to vent their anger.
Huang Tianyi said, "Let's go. Zhao Lingfeng has gone berserk. He might come to kill us!"
"Yes." The four old men nodded.
One of the old men smiled and shook his head. "This time, Zhao Lingfeng is truly furious. He even used a secret technique. Unfortunately, he was still unable to save his prized disciple. We have succeeded."
Huang Tianyi calmly said, "Let's go!"
Dozens of green-robed elders appeared in the void and surrounded him.
The five of them had disappeared just then, just a little bit more.
When the five of them returned to Mystery Sect, they still had lingering fears. They were one step away from being surrounded. Their cultivation levels were extremely high, but it was difficult to escape unscathed when faced with dozens of elders from the Flying Heaven Sect. Even if they could escape, they would definitely be injured and pay a huge price.
Huang Tianyi said, "This matter will end for now. Let the disciples return to prevent the Flying Heaven Sect from going crazy and taking revenge."
"Yes." The four old men nodded.
Zhao Lingfeng brought Chu Li and Murong Chou to the basilica.
He did not care about Murong Chou and placed Chu Li on the table. He took out a small box that was about the size of a palm. He opened it and found a pill sealed in wax. After crushing the wax, a golden pill the size of a longan was revealed. He stuffed it into Chu Li's mouth.
However, Chu Li's mouth was already stiff. In just a short while, it had become stiff.
Murong Chou checked Chu Li's wrist. There was no longer any signs of life. He frowned and said, "It's useless. Brother Wu is dead!"
"He can be saved," Zhao Lingfeng said.
Murong Chou looked at him. "Faction Leader Zhao, how could you ambush in front of the sect? This is too …"
Zhao Lingfeng shook his head. "It's a long story. Let's talk about it when he wakes up."
"… He can still wake up?" Murong Chou sighed. His face was full of regret as he stared at Chu Li.
"It's all thanks to you." Zhao Lingfeng did not force Chu Li's mouth open.
If Murong Chou had not appeared in time, Yuan Si's head would have been separated from his body. Even with the secret technique of faking his death, it would be useless. He would have died completely.
When he thought of the sword, he felt a chill down his spine. God's plans were always better than his own. Chu Li's luck was really good. Murong Chou arrived too late.
He picked up Chu Li and appeared in Chu Li's courtyard in a flash. Murong Chou followed him.
Zhao Lingfeng placed Chu Li on the bed in the bedroom and looked down at him. He sighed. "He will definitely wake up."
"He is indeed dead," Murong Chou said.
Zhao Lingfeng said, "Master Murong, you should go back first. When he wakes up, let him find you."
"I will accompany him for the last part of his life." Murong Chou shook his head.
Zhao Lingfeng shook his head. "We will think of a way to save him. It will not be convenient for outsiders to watch."
"Can he really be saved?" Murong Chou did not believe it.
Zhao Lingfeng smiled. "We have to try. If we really want to bury him, we will naturally inform Master Murong. … Thank you, Yuan Si did not make friends with you in vain!"
"Alright." Murong Chou looked at his confident expression and began to doubt him. Maybe there was a miracle. Maybe the Flying Heaven Faction had some secret technique or spirit medicine that could bring the dead back to life.
He closed fist saluted and suddenly disappeared.
Zhao Lingfeng let out a long sigh of relief. He sat on the bed and looked at Chu Li quietly. He wanted to see how he would wake up.
Hu Tianlai floated to the courtyard and came to Zhao Lingfeng's side. "Faction Leader, can he really wake up?"
"He definitely can!" Zhao Lingfeng said in a low voice.
Hu Tianlai said slowly, "It was hard on him to take such a big risk. He almost lost his head!"
"It's all my fault!" Zhao Lingfeng shook his head.
He should have attacked first. He should have fully expected the strength of the people from the Mystic Heart Faction to be able to block his attack.
He had hidden his abilities well and his cultivation level was beyond imagination. Even if he could not become the world's number one, he was still one of the top masters in the world. He did not expect the masters from the Flying Heaven Faction to be able to stop him.
He did not expect to almost cost Wu Yuansi's life. If that was really the case, he would not be able to forgive himself.
He looked at Chu Li, who was lying motionless on the bed, and felt guilty. He put the golden pill back into the small box.
"Three Divine Pill?!" Hu Tianlai's eyes widened.
The Three Divine Pill was a spirit pill that only the faction leader could possess. It was extremely precious and had miraculous medicinal effects. As long as one still had one breath left, one could immediately recover to normal. Not only could it save him, but it was also miraculous. No matter how serious the injury was, it could be healed instantly.
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