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He lowered his face, slammed into the ground, took out a jade porcelain from his arms, poured all the bottles of Pei Yuan Dan into his mouth, and then shot the sword qi towards the supreme monk.

The Divine Monk Richakra is blocked in the heart and throat, and the rest of the place.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding ......" is constantly ringing, and the heart is calm and calm, and the vulgar thoughts are gone.

Chu Li's sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the supreme monk stood still, holding a day wheel with both hands, blocking the sword qi one by one, and the two were only five steps apart.

Chu Li was a little desperate, thinking about whether to restore his cultivation and turn into Chu Li to clean up this supreme monk.

At this moment, Mo Qianjun floated in, and a great light divine fist smashed towards the supreme monk.

The best monk floated away.

He was engrossed in staring at Chu Li's flying knife at this time, flawlessly distracted, and could only avoid this punch.

Chu Li raised his voice and said, "Lord Motan, help me!"

Mo Qianjun said: "How to do it?"

"Lend me my internal strength!" Chu Li said as he waved his knife.

Mo Qianjun floated to him and cautiously guarded against the best monk, who was engrossed in the flying knife and ignored him.

"Give me the inner force!" Chu Li floated down from the wall and turned his back to Mo Qianjun, unguarded, as if they were not enemies.

Mo Qianjun pressed Chu Li's vest with both palms without hesitation.

Suddenly, the incomparably large power poured out from Chu Li's back, swallowing most of his internal strength in one gulp, making him take aback.

Chu Li's spirits perked up, and he sneered: "Supreme Monk, I want to see how many knives you can block!"

The best monk said: "The poor monk wants to see how many knives Master Zhao can send!"

"Okay!" Chu Li spoke, his sword qi became more and more condensed and fast, and the supreme monk was once again engrossed, ignoring Li Ruolan to help Lu Zhen up.

The two women each took the elixir and sat on the couch to breathe.

They knew they couldn't help, so they had to wait and see.

Mo Qianjun only felt that the internal force quickly disappeared in Chu Li's body, Chu Li's body was like a bottomless pit, and his internal force could not be satisfied, and he couldn't support it for too long.

He gritted his teeth, pulled out his right hand violently, and pulled it out very hard, Chu Li's back seemed to have infinite stickiness, and he was not allowed to leave his palm.

Mo Qianjun took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, flicked the stopper with his thumb, and poured the elixir in the bottle into his mouth in one go, replenishing the internal force he consumed.

The supreme monk slowly retreated, Chu Li's sword qi became stronger and stronger, and the speed was really faster, exceeding the reaction of the supreme monk, and the power contained in the knife was too huge, and it should not be too close.

"Senior Sister Li, give me another bottle of Pei Yuan Dan!" Mo Qianjun shouted.

Li Ruolan took out a bottle of Peiyuan Dan from her arms, came to Chu Li with a faint fragrance, poured out a handful in the palm of her hand, and stuffed it into Chu Li's mouth.

The supreme monk suddenly floated away, avoiding the flying knife, and then a white light shot from the sun wheel to Chu Li's body.

"Bang!" Chu Li didn't dodge or dodge, the cold light flashed in his hand, and a flying knife shot into the chest of the supreme monk.

The supreme monk glanced down and looked curiously at the flying knife that was deep in his chest, small and exquisite, like a work of art, and couldn't help but want to play with it in his hand.

"Poof!" Chu Li was hit by the white light, spit out a mouthful of blood, and took a step back.

Mo Qianjun's body shook, and he felt the surging power pouring from his palms, condensed like substance, like a blade like a knife, almost cutting him into several pieces.

The power shot out by the sun wheel was as solid as a stone, and Chu Li was forcibly transformed and turned to Mo Qianjun.

Mo Qianjun saw Chu Li vomiting blood, he didn't suspect that Chu Li was bad, and when he saw that Zhishan had a knife in his chest, he couldn't help but lift his spirits.

This is the first time that the Supreme Monk has been seriously injured, and the last time Lu Zhen was injured, he also gave her a sword, but he failed to pierce his chest.

He has a strange power in his body, and the power is biased, Lu Zhen's sword was originally nine out of ten, but it was biased elsewhere at a critical time, almost only piercing a little skin, but Lu Zhen broke an arm, which makes people hate when they think about it.

Mo Qianjun only felt that the huge suction force came again, swallowing up all the internal forces around him.

Chu Li spit out a mouthful of blood arrows with a "poof", and along with the blood arrows, there was also a flying knife, which was extremely fast.

"Snort!" the sun wheel of the best monk was just about to block his heart, and the flying knife had arrived.

"Nan no Amitabha Buddha ......" the best monk pronounced a Buddha name, stepped out, and then took another step and disappeared in front of everyone.

"Poof!" Chu Li squirted another bloody arrow.

"Poof!" Mo Qianjun also spit out a mouthful of blood, and his face quickly turned pale.

Mo Qianjun suddenly made a move when the supreme monk left, wanting to break Chu's centrifugal veins.

But his internal force was almost empty, and a trace of internal force was immediately transformed into his strength by Chu Li, and he turned his head to attack Mo Qianjun's heart.

Mo Qianjun's body was empty and defenseless, his heart suddenly ached violently, his eyes turned black for a while, and he secretly gritted his teeth.

"Senior Brother Zhao!" Li Ruolan hurriedly came over to support Chu Li.

Chu Li breathed a long sigh of relief, sat on the ground softly, and turned his head to glare at Mo Qianjun: "Lord Mo Tan is a good means!"

Mo Qianjun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and shook his head: "Each other!"

They all made a secret move, but unfortunately in the end, both sides lost.

"It's a loss to Senior Brother Mo!" Li Ruolan said: "If it weren't for Senior Brother Mo's help, we would all die at the hands of the supreme good!"

Chu Li snorted: "Not bad!"

The two of them were talking, and Bai Feng and they appeared.

Lu Zhenxiu's face was like gold paper, her breath was short, and she glared at them with hatred.

Lord Mo Tan gasped and said: "Senior Sister Lu, I can't complain about everyone, the more people there are, the more troublesome it is, the more beneficial it is to the best and the more monks, it's right for everyone not to do it!"

"Exactly, it's ......," the crowd busied.

Zhu Wenhan stared at Chu Li.

Chu Li glanced at him: "I didn't kill Jing Gui Nian!"

"Although you didn't kill him, you didn't save him either!" Zhu Wenhan said coldly.

Chu Li said, "Should I save him?"

"Lao Zhu, you have no reason to bite three points!" Bai Feng said: "At that time, Zhao Gongzi could only save one, save me or save Jing Guinian, does this need to be said?"

"Communiqué personal vendetta, narrow-minded!" Zhu Wenhan said coldly: "It's far worse than Lord Motan!"

There was a sneer at the corner of Chu Li's mouth: "I can't compare to the selflessness of Lord Motan, everyone's lives were saved by Lord Motan, without Lord Motan's action, we would all die at the hands of the supreme monk!"

"Where and where......" Mo Qianjun waved his hand and smiled: "I'm just helping, the hero is still Zhao Dahe, you, we are all living in vain, and we still have to rely on you in the end!"

"Okay you guys!" Bai Feng snorted: "Now think about it, if the supreme monk comes next time, how will he deal with it?"

"With Zhao Dahe, we are finally sure to retreat!" Mo Qianjun said with a smile: "As long as he dares to come, he will have to suffer the Bright Knife!"

Li Ruolan hurriedly said: "Senior Brother Mo, Zhao Dahe still has to go back, and he can't stay here all the time." ”

She heard that Mo Qianjun meant to leave Zhao Dahe behind, and felt that it was inappropriate.

I am afraid that Lord Motan's intention is not so simple, it is not just to deal with the supreme monk, I am afraid that there are other purposes, no matter how selfless and selfless a person is, it is impossible not to avenge his niece.

"As soon as Zhao Dahe leaves, we really have to explain here!" Mo Qianjun sighed.

"Can't go!" Zhu Wenhan snorted.

The two middle-aged men of the Chiyang Sect, who had not spoken, also nodded, Zhao Dahe was the only hope against the supreme monk, once they left, they would be more than lucky. (To be continued.) )