Zhang Ci stood beside Meng Jian's corpse, motionless. His face was so dark that it could drip water.
Fa Wu and Fa Xiang could feel his anger and murderous intent.
"Almsgiver Zhang, please restrain your grief. Fa Xiang pressed his palms together and sighed: "Almsgiver Meng wanted to avenge his brother, so he went to assassinate Princess Xiao of Prince An's Imperial Residence, but he was killed by the Head Chief, Almsgiver Chu.
Zhang Ci looked coldly at Fa Xiang. "Great Master, are you saying that I should be particular about who is right and who is wrong? Is this the way the Tempest Temple does things? "
"Amitabha …" Fa Xiang helplessly chanted the name of Buddha.
The way the four major sects did things was to protect their own dignity. As long as it was their own disciples, it was wrong to injure them and they would retaliate. If they killed their own disciples, they would naturally kill the culprit. Otherwise, anyone would dare to kill their own disciples!
"Almsgiver Zhang wants to go to the Imperial Residence of King An? Almsgiver Chu's current status …"
"Hmph, he is a Secret Guardian of the Imperial House, the Head Chief of the Imperial Residence of King An! So what! I will take his life with my own hands! "
"An eye for an eye …"
"Great Master," Zhang Ci interrupted him. Zhang Ci interrupted his words and said indifferently, "There's no need to say such things. If it was the Tempest Temple, would you let him live?"
"Almsgiver Chu has also killed disciples of our temple. Although he was a disciple who betrayed the temple, we still let him go in the end. Almsgiver Chu is righteous and should not be killed. "Fa Xiang shook his head.
"Haha!" Zhang Ci laughed.
Fa Xiang's expression did not change as he smiled at him.
Fa Wu bowed with pressed palms. He was not angry.
In fact, he was curious as to why the temple's attitude towards Chu Li had changed and they no longer wanted to kill him.
On the surface, it was said that Chu Li was righteous and should not be killed. However, he did not believe it. There must be some unknown reason. As a disciple of the Fa generation, he was not qualified to know.
"Almsgiver Zhang, take care. Do you want to send Almsgiver Meng back to the Amethyst Mountain?"
"No need. Just settle down here. Thank you, Great Master," Zhang Ci said.
"Benefactor Meng and Junior Brother Fa Wu are close friends, there's no need to be so polite." Fa Xiang shook his head and sighed, "It's a pity that we can only save him once, we can't save benefactor Meng a second time. This is fate, the cycle of karma, there's nothing we can do."
Zhang Ci snorted.
The disciples of Amethyst Mountain did not believe in Buddhism at all. Karma, bullsh * t!
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Zhang Ci arrived at the Imperial Residence of King An.
His body turned into a shadow and calmly passed through the layers of defense. He circled the entire Imperial Residence of King An and finally arrived at Chu Li's courtyard. He quietly blended into the shadows under the wall.
He saw Chu Li and was waiting for the moment when Chu Li let his guard down so that he could kill him in one strike.
Chu Li was cultivating the Heavenly Demonic Power in the courtyard.
After devouring the inner energy of three Shadow Thunder Palms, his Heavenly Demonic Power was showing signs of a breakthrough.
The Heart of Asura in his chest had been continuously injecting aura into him, but it was directly devoured by the Heavenly Demonic Energy. Unfortunately, the Heavenly Demonic Energy did not seem to like the Heart of Asura that much. It seemed that the Heart of Asura was not pure enough.
Chu Li knew that in order to break through the third level, he would need a purer inner energy, like the inner energy of the Shadow Thunder Palm.
At this moment, he noticed Zhang Ci's arrival.
Zhang Ci's cultivation level was far from what Meng Jian could compare to. Even two Meng Jians could not match up to one Zhang Ci.
Chu Li estimated that Zhang Ci's cultivation level was one level higher than his. No wonder he dared to come directly to the Imperial Residence of King An.
As a High Official of the Imperial House, his status was extraordinary and he was not afraid of his own identity.
He squinted his eyes and the water ball formed by the Heavenly Demonic Energy suddenly fell into his precordium.
Instantly, his blood flowed like a river and an infinite amount of energy spread throughout his body. He took a step forward and struck a shadow with lightning speed.
"Bang!" The shadow swayed like ripples on the surface of the water.
Chu Li followed up with another punch.
"Bang bang bang bang …" Punch after punch, both of his fists were like lightning, forming a shadow of his fists that struck the swaying shadow.
Zhang Ci felt as though he had fallen into a raging tsunami. Fists were surging towards him from all directions. Every punch carried the weight of a thousand catties and was unstoppable.
He could not think and could only block based on his instincts. Every punch was as heavy as a mountain. Even if his inner energy was deeper and purer, in front of this pure power, he was so weak that he could not withstand a single blow. He kept retreating until he hit the wall.
"Bang!" His body hit the wall heavily. The wall seemed to shake and was about to collapse at any time.
Zhang Ci felt his internal organs churning and a bloody stench accumulated in his chest, ready to gush out at any time.
He felt extremely aggrieved. His cultivation level was obviously higher than his opponent's, but he was forced back by brute force. When this seemingly shallow power reached a certain level, it became so powerful.
What was worse was that he was one step too late in casting his secret skill. His opponent was one step ahead of him, so he could only passively take a beating and did not have the chance to cast his secret skill.
"Bang!" He took another punch and was embedded into the wall. Cracks appeared on the wall.
"Pfft!" Zhang Ci spat out a mouthful of blood. After taking another punch, he finally activated his secret skill.
"Rumble …" A muffled sound, as if it came from the sky, came from his body. His palms glowed blue and collided with Chu Li's fists.
"Bang!" It was as if a heavy object had landed on the ground. Chu Li trembled and immediately returned to normal. His face showed a hint of joy and he continued to punch.
Zhang Ci was shocked and angry. This Chu Li could actually block the Shadow Thunder Palm!
He did not believe it and followed up with another two Shadow Thunder Palms.
Chu Li's body only stiffened for a moment. His hair stood up and he continued to punch.
If not for his hair standing up, Zhang Ci would have thought that the Shadow Thunder Palm did not hit Chu Li. It did not even freeze his movements.
Once hit by the Shadow Thunder Palm, the body would stiffen and be unable to move, allowing him to do whatever he wanted.
However, Chu Li only stiffened for a moment, giving Zhang Ci no time to strike again. After casting the Shadow Thunder Palm, he needed to take a breath.
The opportunity to take a breath allowed Chu Li to return to normal. Zhang Ci could not do anything to him.
"Rumble …" Amidst the muffled sound of thunder, the Shadow Thunder Palm kept hitting Chu Li.
Chu Li's hair stood up even straighter, but his body was not affected. He was stiff for a moment before, but after that, he did not stop. It was as if he was not receiving the Shadow Thunder Palm, but a normal palm technique.
No matter how high Zhang Ci's cultivation level was, he could not withstand the Shadow Thunder Palm. Soon, his face turned pale and a sense of weakness surged into his heart.
He desperately cast the Shadow Thunder Palm in a fit of rage, but he suddenly calmed down.
The Shadow Thunder Palm consumed a lot of energy. After using it for more than ten times, his energy was depleted. He would probably need ten days to recover.
Now that the Shadow Thunder Palm could not take down Chu Li, he did not have many chances.
Thinking of this, the inner energy in his body continued to circulate according to the heart technique of the Shadow Thunder Palm. However, it did not condense on his palm, but at his feet.
"Swoosh!" His body seemed to have turned into a sharp arrow that pierced through the air. Like a flash of lightning, he instantly disappeared in front of Chu Li.
Chu Li's eyebrows twitched. The Shadow Thunder Palm actually had such a magical effect. It was really strange.
However, he was not in a hurry to kill Zhang Ci.
Zhang Ci's Shadow Thunder Palm was abnormally pure. He could faintly see the fourth level of the Heavenly Demonic Power. The Shadow Thunder Palm could be said to be a breakthrough opportunity. He could not let it go.
It was a pity that Zhang Ci's cultivation level was not deep enough. He could not have endless inner energy like Chu Li. He could not use the Shadow Thunder Palm anymore. Otherwise, he could enter the fourth level of the Heavenly Demonic Power today. It was really a pity.
It would be best for Chu Li to wait until Zhang Ci recovered his inner energy.
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