She took a step back lightly. A ray of light fell from the sky and landed on her.
Her face was like white jade and her body emitted a warm glow. The smell of smoke and fire immediately faded and her white robe fluttered like a fairy.
Meng Jian caught up with her, his palm glowing with a purple glow.
Lu Yurong's limpid eyes became emotionless, calm and cold. She looked at him as if she was looking at an inanimate object. Her hand that looked like it was carved out of white jade gently moved forward.
"Rumble!" A muffled sound rang out, like a spring thunder.
Everyone was stunned.
Lu Yurong calmly stood on the spot. Her white robe fluttered as if she was standing in the wind.
Meng Jian, however, slammed into the wall with a 'bang'. There was blood at the corner of his mouth.
He looked at Lu Yurong in disbelief. His eyes were wide open and there was blood at the corner of his mouth.
He never thought that Lu Yurong would be able to block this attack of his.
This was the Shadow Thunder Palm. Using the human body as heaven and earth, it contained the thunder of heaven and earth within the body.
Thunder and Yang were strong and powerful, able to destroy everything. If this palm of his landed, there was no chance of survival for the human body.
Lu Yurong calmly glanced at him and immediately appeared in front of him. Her white jade-like hand pressed forward again.
Meng Jian suddenly flashed and disappeared from the wall again. Lu Yurong's palm hit thin air.
She glanced at him and scoffed, "You're asking for it!"
"Tss!" A flash of lightning flew like a meteor and instantly drilled into the wall.
Meng Jian's figure suddenly appeared.
He clutched the left side of his chest. There was a flying dagger in his chest.
He stared at Chu Li who was floating down.
Chu Li's white robe fluttered as he nodded at Lu Yurong. He looked at Xue Ling who was embedded in the wall, unmoving and unconscious.
There was a gash on Xue Ling's face.
Her face was as white as paper and her brows were furrowed. Even though she was unconscious, she still felt pain.
Seeing this, Chu Li's murderous intent surged. He said, "Meng Jian?"
"You are Chu Li?!" Meng Jian stared at him coldly and looked at Lu Yurong.
Lu Yurong was looking at Chu Li.
In Meng Jian's eyes, Lu Yurong was looking at Chu Li lovingly. His heart was filled with jealousy. He gritted his teeth and scoffed, "I am Meng Zhi's brother, Meng Jian!"
Chu Li looked at him calmly. "I don't care who you are. Since you came to Tianshu Courtyard to assassinate me, you must die."
With a flick of his hand, another beam of light shot out.
"Chi!" Meng Jian was unable to dodge at such a short distance. His body swayed and seemed to become a little more ethereal, turning into a shadow.
The flying knife pierced through the shadow with a splash of blood.
Meng Jian disappeared once again, merging with the shadows.
Chu Li sighed to himself. This secret skill of his was indeed strange. It could turn one's body into an intangible form. It was miraculous and beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
Two more flying daggers appeared in his hands and he threw them out.
"Chi! Swoosh! "Two flying daggers hit Meng Jian.
Meng Jian gritted his teeth and left the courtyard without a word, disappearing into the night.
Chu Li ignored him. He helped Xue Ling down and fed her a pill.
Spiritual energy from all directions seeped into Xue Ling's body, healing her injuries. Soon, Xue Ling woke up.
Siao Shi opened the door, her beautiful face was cold. Her limpid eyes scanned the courtyard, "Why is it so lively?"
She had woken up a long time ago and was moved to his courtyard by Chu Li. She had just returned.
Chu Li said, "My Lady, you should go back first. There's nothing here."
Siao Shi glared at him and looked at Xue Ling, "Is Xue Ling alright?"
Chu Li replied, "Her injuries are not serious. She will recover in a few days."
Siao Shi frowned.
She knew how powerful Chu Li's healing abilities were. It would take a few days to recover. It seemed that Xue Ling's injuries were serious.
Siao Shi looked at Lu Yurong, "You came too!"
Lu Yurong said, "I didn't expect this Meng Jian to have some real skills!"
"Your injuries need to be treated soon too. That palm of his is not small!" Chu Li said.
"Mm, I'll make a move first." Lu Yurong nodded.
She fluttered up and flew back to the Moon Palace like a fairy under the moonlight.
"Head Chief, should we go after them?" Liu Xing asked.
Chu Li shook his head, "There's no need. Everyone, go back to your own business."
"Yes." Liu Xing and the other two tactfully said their goodbyes and returned to their original positions.
Chu Li carried Xue Ling into the house and placed her on the low couch.
Siao Shi frowned, "Is she really alright? The wound on her face will probably disfigure her! "
Chu Li took out a porcelain bottle, "Apply this ointment on her. The scar will be gone in two days. Let her rest first. She will be fine in two days. I'm going out for a while."
"Are you going to kill Meng Jian?" Siao Shi asked.
Chu Li nodded, "This guy is a scourge. We have to get rid of him or else he will come to assassinate us at any time. It will be impossible to guard against him!"
If he and Xue Ling were not here this time, Meng Jian would have succeeded!
Thinking of this, he felt a lingering fear.
The Amethyst Mountain's secret technique was strange and shocking. It was a secret technique for assassination. It was not difficult to even assassinate a Grandmaster. Liu Xing and the others were not just decorations. If it was not for this secret technique, how could they not have felt it?
It was no wonder Meng Jian was so arrogant.
"He is a disciple of the Amethyst Mountain! If we really kill him, there will be endless trouble!" Xiao Shi frowned, her beautiful face showing a hint of worry.
Chu Li smiled, "This secret technique is suitable for use at night. It won't work in the day. Don't worry, he can't kill me!"
"You … First it was the Holy Church of Light, now it's the Amethyst Mountain!" Siao Shi shook her head.
His ability to stir up trouble was unparalleled. He had provoked almost all four major sects. If he really killed Meng Jian, the Amethyst Mountain would not let it go!
Chu Li smiled. "If we don't get rid of this person, we will never have peace. There's no other way but to kill him. I'll go first!"
"Up to you." Siao Shi knew that persuading him was useless.
Moreover, what he said made sense. If he really let Meng Jian go, he would not be grateful. Instead, he would try to assassinate him even more. He might be able to avoid it once, but he might not be able to avoid it twice or thrice.
He would never let go of the hatred of his brother's murder. He would not rest until he was dead. Rather than dying, it was better for him to die.
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Lu Yurong floated like a fairy. She stepped lightly on the rooftops. The moonlight shone on her body. Her gentle glow became brighter and clearer. Her entire person seemed to be carved out of white jade.
She suddenly stopped on a rooftop. She stepped on the green tiled house and looked forward.
Meng Jian was covered in blood. His face was pale but his expression was calm. He stood ten meters away and looked at her quietly.
Lu Yurong frowned. "You want to kill me?"
"Yes. Lady Lu, I like you very much." Meng Jian said slowly.
Lu Yurong smiled.
She only felt disgust towards Meng Jian. She did not like men at all.
"But you like Chu Li. That's why I can only destroy you!" Meng Jian sighed.
"I like Chu Li?" Lu Yurong laughed. Her face darkened and she said coldly, "Destroy me? Based on your palm technique just now? "
"Shadow Thunder Palm. Accumulating the power of thunder, tempering the body and transforming it into palm energy. My cultivation level is not high enough. I can only use three palm strikes a day. The remaining two palm strikes are enough to kill you! Unfortunately, this was originally prepared for Chu Li! "
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