He fluttered out of Falling Autumn City. Dusk was rising and the light was dim.
He glided through the forest and climbed up a tall mountain. Suddenly, he stopped and turned to look at the forest below. "Come out!"
Mo Qianjun emerged from the forest and stepped on the treetops to approach him. He said, "Zhao Dahe, I wanted to keep you alive for a few more days and find a chance to kill you in the future. Unfortunately, you're courting death. Today will be the day you die!"
Chu Li looked pleased. "I've already told Fang Wang that if I die, it'll be because of you, Mo Qianjun!"
"Hehe." Mo Qianjun laughed disapprovingly. "How naive! Just because you say so, it's because of me? It depends on the wound and the martial art that injured you. Don't worry, they'll only see the sword technique of the Ocean Sword Faction! "
He slowly pulled out the long sword from his waist and suddenly stabbed it.
"Swoosh." The sword moved as fast as lightning.
The sword seemed to have traveled across space. When it was thrust, the tip of the sword was already in front of Chu Li's throat. There was no time to dodge or react.
However, Chu Li had already sensed his killing intent and easily dodged the sword. "You're far from the Ocean Sword Faction's sword technique. Why are you being so secretive about killing someone? How petty. I, Zhao Dahe, don't need to be secretive to kill you. I'm going to kill you!"
He swung his arm and a cold glint flashed.
Mo Qianjun blocked it with his sword and hid behind it like a monkey, using it as a shield.
His body movement technique was strange. When he shrank, it felt like he had completely shrunk into the sword. It was as if he could really be covered by the sword.
"Ding." The flying blade flew into the air and was blocked by the sword.
Before Mo Qianjun could rejoice, another blade shot out.
Once again, he hid behind the sword and blocked it with his sword.
The Ocean Sword Faction's sword technique was exquisite. They had a sword technique that specialized in breaking hidden weapons. In order to kill Chu Li, Mo Qianjun had specially practiced this sword technique to break hidden weapons. Coupled with the treasured armor, it seemed like the effect was quite good.
Chu Li did not believe it. He kept throwing blade after blade at Mo Qianjun's throat and face.
This made things much easier for Mo Qianjun. As long as he protected his throat and face, he could block several flying blades in the blink of an eye. The ones that were aimed at his body could not penetrate his treasured armor.
Chu Li got closer and closer. At first, he used flying blades, but later, he switched to energy blades. Both of them were countered by this sword technique.
Although his swordsmanship was successful, Mo Qianjun groaned in his heart.
He did not expect Chu Li to be so strong. His hand that was holding the sword was already numb, and he could not take more than a few slashes. He pretended to be fine, but unfortunately, he could not fool Chu Li.
Chu Li also knew that Mo Qianjun was preparing an ultimate move to turn the tables.
After throwing the blade, Chu Li suddenly retreated.
"Wu!" Like a ferocious tiger's roar, Mo Qianjun suddenly changed from defense to offense, thrusting out his sword.
This sword was as fast as lightning, and the tip of the sword was so bright that it was impossible to dodge.
Unfortunately, Chu Li knew about it in advance and dodged it easily.
The force on the sword surged like a huge wave. Once it reached its target, it would unreservedly pour into the injured person's body. At this moment, however, the sword pierced through thin air, and the surging force immediately attacked the person wielding the sword.
Mo Qianjun froze.
Chu Li opened his mouth and let out a long howl, activating the Stupefying Howl.
Mo Qianjun had already used up all his strength, but he had yet to generate any new strength. His movements were already sluggish, and he was caught off guard by the Stupefying Roar, so he immediately became sluggish again.
"Tss! Tss! "Two cold glints shot through Mo Qianjun's throat and sent him flying.
Chu Li had used all his strength to launch these two blades. Not only were they extremely fast, but they were also extraordinarily powerful. The force on the blade sent Mo Qianjun flying.
Mo Qianjun loosened his grip, and the long sword fell to the ground.
He opened his mouth wide in the air, desperately trying to breathe, but there was a hissing sound coming from his throat. Blood gushed out, and all his strength was draining away. By the time he landed on the ground, he could not muster any strength at all.
Chu Li reached out his hand, and Mo Qianjun's long sword flew back into his hand. With a fierce swing, Mo Qianjun's head flew into the air.
"Spare his life!" A shout came from afar.
Fang Qingyang arrived like a wisp of smoke, but unfortunately, before he could finish speaking, Mo Qianjun's head had already rolled to the ground.
"You …" Fang Qingyang pointed at Chu Li.
He had originally wanted to save Chu Li, but he did not want such a genius disciple to die.
As a Priest, he had already ascended to the highest position, and no matter how hard he worked, he would not be able to rise any higher. Therefore, he was not jealous of a genius disciple like Chu Li. Instead, he took care of him, as he would be a great help if he could become a Priest in the future.
He had never expected to see such a scene. Chu Li had beheaded Mo Qianjun with a single swing of his sword. There was a huge gap between their cultivation levels!
Chu Li tossed the long sword away and gave a fist salute. "Priest, I'll go to the Great Light Peak to receive my punishment!"
"You …" Fang Qingyang pointed at him. "You shouldn't have killed him. He will be punished according to the sect rules!"
"I didn't want to kill him, he wanted to kill me!" Chu Li said gravely. "I was going to return, but he came after me and even pretended to be someone from the Vast Ocean Sword Sect to kill me. I had no choice but to kill him in order to survive!"
"You, sigh …!" Fang Qingyang shook his head and sighed. "Why did you do this? You had a bright future ahead of you, but you ruined it just like that!"
Chu Li said, "As long as I can avenge Senior Sister Li and Senior Sister Lu, I won't hesitate!"
Fang Qingyang looked at him. He admired Chu Li's loyalty, but he also pitied him.
Chu Li had killed to his heart's content, but his fate had taken a turn for the worse. If he had followed his path, he would have become a Branch Leader, a Patrol, an Altar Leader, and a Priest. He would have grown into an influential figure who could stand shoulder to shoulder with Fang Qingyang.
After this sword strike, his fate would be completely different. He would be crippled of his martial arts, and it would be difficult for him to survive.
"I'll plead with the Saint." Fang Qingyang shook his head. "But no matter what, you've killed a fellow disciple. The sect rules are merciless, so you must be prepared!"
"Yes, I'll personally apologize to the Saint!" Chu Li said gravely and gave a fist salute. "Priest, I'll take my leave!"
Fang Qingyang nodded slowly.
Chu Li turned around and stepped onto a treetop before gliding away.
On the morning of the third day, he arrived at the Great Light Peak and the Spirit Medicine Nursery under the bright sun.
When he was about to reach his hut, he bumped into Song Yuya. Song Yuya sized him up. "Junior Brother Zhao, you don't look well. Go and rest."
Chu Li shook his head. "Senior Sister Song, come with me."
Song Yuya looked at him in confusion.
Since Chu Li had already turned around and entered his hut, she could only follow him.
Chu Li took out four jade bottles from the small cupboard on his bed and handed them to Song Yuya. "These are the pills that I've refined a while ago. Senior Sister Song, take them and use them."
"What pills?" Song Yuya asked.
"A bottle of Light Pills, two bottles of Energy Pills, and a bottle of Damage Control Pills," Chu Li said. "Don't tell anyone else."
"Thank you, Junior Brother Zhao." Song Yuya took the bottles and sized him up. "Junior Brother Zhao, I've heard about what happened to Senior Sister Li."
Chu Li smiled.
Song Yuya said, "Although Senior Sister Li has passed away, she did a good deed. It's not a bad thing."
Chu Li nodded.
Song Yuya knew that her words were not very useful. No matter what, he had passed away forever and they could never meet again. She heard that he liked Senior Sister Li, but Senior Sister Li liked Senior Brother Ji Xin.
"You should rest well," Song Yuya said. "You'll feel much better after a while."
Chu Li said, "Thank you, Senior Sister Song. I'm going to see the Saint."
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