Chapter 930
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His face darkened as he struggled to land on the ground. He took out a jade porcelain bottle and poured the entire bottle of Energy Pill into his mouth. Then, he shot rays of blade energy at Monk Zhi Shan.
Monk Zhi Shan used the solar chakram to block his heart, throat, and other parts of his body.
"Ding ding ding ding …" The clear ringing sound was incessant, calming one's heart and mind and dispelling all worldly thoughts.
Chu Li's blade energy swept across while Monk Zhi Shan stood still. He held a solar chakram in each hand and blocked the blade energy. They were only five steps away from each other.
Chu Li was in despair. He wondered if he should restore his cultivation level and transform into Chu Li to deal with Monk Zhi Shan.
At this moment, Mo Qianjun floated over and threw a Divine Light Fist at Monk Zhi Shan.
Monk Zhi Shan dodged it.
He was focused on Chu Li's flying blade and could not afford to be distracted. Hence, he could only dodge the punch.
Chu Li called out, "Altar Leader Mo, lend me a hand!"
Mo Qianjun asked, "What should I do?"
"Lend me your inner energy!" Chu Li said as he swung his blade.
Mo Qianjun glided over to him and carefully guarded against Monk Zhi Shan. Monk Zhi Shan ignored him as he was focused on the flying blade.
"Give me your inner energy!" Chu Li floated down from the wall and turned his back to Mo Qianjun. He was not guarded at all as if they were not enemies.
Mo Qianjun pressed his palms on Chu Li's back without hesitation.
Suddenly, an enormous force gushed out from Chu Li's back and devoured most of his inner energy. He was shocked.
Chu Li became spirited and sneered, "Monk Zhi Shan, I'd like to see how many blades you can block!"
Monk Zhi Shan replied, "I'd like to see how many blades Almsgiver Zhao can release!"
"Alright!" As Chu Li spoke, his blade energy became more condensed and faster. Monk Zhi Shan was so focused that he ignored Li Ruolan and helped Lu Zhen up.
The two women consumed spirit pills and sat on the couch to meditate.
They knew that they could not help and could only wait and see.
Mo Qianjun felt his inner energy rapidly disappearing from Chu Li's body. Chu Li's body was like a bottomless pit. His inner energy could not be replenished and could not last for long.
He gritted his teeth and forcefully pulled his right hand out. It was extremely strenuous. It was as if there was an endless force on Chu Li's back that prevented his hand from leaving.
Mo Qianjun took out a porcelain bottle from his bosom and popped the stopper with his thumb. He poured the spirit pills inside the bottle into his mouth in one go to replenish the inner force he had consumed. Without the help of the spirit pills, he would not be able to hold on for long.
Monk Zhi Shan slowly retreated. The power of Chu Li's blade energy was getting stronger and stronger, and his speed was getting faster as well. It was faster than Monk Zhi Shan could react to it. Moreover, the power contained in the blade was too great, so he could not get too close to it.
"Junior Sister Li, give me another bottle of Foundation Pill!" Mo Qianjun shouted.
Li Ruolan took out a bottle of Energy Cultivation Pills from her bosom and approached Chu Li with a faint fragrance. She poured a handful into her palm and stuffed it into Chu Li's mouth.
Monk Zhi Shan suddenly levitated and dodged the flying blade. Then, a ray of white light shot out from the solar chakram and landed on Chu Li.
"Bam!" Chu Li did not dodge the attack. Instead, a cold glint flashed in his hand and a flying blade shot into Monk Zhi Shan's chest.
Monk Zhi Shan lowered his head and looked curiously at the flying blade that had sunk deep into Chu Li's chest. It was small and exquisite like a work of art. Monk Zhi Shan could not help but hold it in his hand to admire it.
"Pfft!" Chu Li was hit by the white light. He spat out a mouthful of blood and took a step back.
Mo Qianjun's body trembled as he felt a turbulent force pouring into his palms. It was so condensed that it was almost tangible and felt like a blade that was about to cut him into pieces.
The force from the solar chakram was as solid as a rock. Chu Li forcefully converted a portion of it and transferred it to Mo Qianjun.
When Mo Qianjun saw Chu Li spitting out blood, he did not suspect that Chu Li was up to no good. However, when he saw the blade in Zhi Shan's chest, he could not help but feel refreshed.
This was the first time Monk Zhi Shan was seriously injured. Previously, Lu Zhen risked her injury to stab him with her sword, but she did not manage to pierce his chest.
There was a strange force in his body that diverted the force. Lu Zhen's sword was supposed to be in the bag, but it was deviated at the crucial moment. Lu Zhen only managed to pierce his skin, but Lu Zhen lost an arm. It was hateful just thinking about it.
Mo Qianjun felt a strong suction force coming at him again and devoured all the inner energy in his body.
"Pfft!" Chu Li spat out a mouthful of blood. Along with the blood came a flying blade at an incredible speed.
"Tss!" Monk Zhi Shan's solar chakram was about to block his chest when the flying blade arrived.
"Namo Amitabha …" Monk Zhi Shan chanted and took a step forward. Then, he took another step forward and disappeared before everyone's eyes.
"Pfft!" Chu Li spat out another mouthful of blood.
"Pfft!" Mo Qianjun spat out another mouthful of blood as his face quickly turned pale.
When Monk Zhi Shan left, Mo Qianjun suddenly attacked with the intention of breaking Chu Li's heart meridian.
However, his inner energy was almost gone. Chu Li immediately converted a strand of his inner energy into his own energy and turned it to attack Mo Qianjun's heart meridian.
Mo Qianjun's body was empty and defenseless. His heart meridian was instantly in intense pain and his vision turned black. He secretly gritted his teeth.
"Junior Brother Zhao!" Li Ruolan quickly came over to support him.
Chu Li let out a long sigh of relief and sat on the ground weakly. He turned to stare at Mo Qianjun. "Altar Leader Mo, you're good!"
Mo Qianjun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and shook his head. "Same to you!"
Both of them had secretly attacked each other but unfortunately, both of them were injured in the end.
"It's all thanks to Senior Brother Mo!" Li Ruolan said. "If it wasn't for Senior Brother Mo, we would've all died in Zhi Shan's hands!"
Chu Li scoffed. "That's right!"
While the two were talking, Bai Feng and the others appeared.
Lu Zhenxiu's face was pale as she breathed heavily. She glared at them.
Altar Leader Mo panted. "Junior Sister Lu, you can't blame everyone. The more people there are, the more trouble it'll be. It'll be more beneficial for Monk Zhi Shan. It's right that everyone didn't attack!"
"Yes, yes …" The others quickly said.
Zhu Wenhan glared at Chu Li.
Chu Li glanced at him. "I didn't kill Jing Guinian!"
"Although you didn't kill him, you didn't save him either!" Zhu Wenhan said coldly.
Chu Li asked, "Should I have saved him?"
"Elder Zhu, don't be so unreasonable!" Bai Feng said. "Young Master Zhao could only save one person at that time. Isn't it obvious whether he would save me or Jing Guinian?"
"You're so narrow-minded!" Zhu Wenhan said coldly. "You're far worse than Altar Leader Mo!"
Chu Li smirked. "I'm not as selfless as Altar Leader Mo. Everyone's lives were saved by Altar Leader Mo. Without Altar Leader Mo's help, we would've all died in the hands of Monk Zhi Shan!"
"You're flattering me …" Mo Qianjun waved his hand and smiled. "I'm just helping. You're the one who deserves the credit, Zhao Dahe. We've lived our lives in vain. In the end, we still have to rely on you!"
"Enough!" Bai Feng scoffed. "Think about it. How are we going to deal with Monk Zhi Shan the next time he comes?"
"With Zhao Dahe, we're confident that we can retreat safely!" Mo Qianjun laughed. "If he dares to come, he'll have to suffer the Light Blade!"
Li Ruolan quickly said, "Senior Brother Mo, Zhao Dahe has to go back. He can't stay here forever."
She felt that it was inappropriate for Mo Qianjun to make Zhao Dahe stay.
Altar Leader Mo's intention was not as simple as it seemed. He probably had other motives other than to deal with Monk Zhi Shan. No matter how selfless a person was, it was impossible for him not to avenge his niece.
"Once Zhao Dahe leaves, we'll really have to leave this place!" Mo Qianjun sighed.
"We can't leave!" Zhu Wenhan scoffed.
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