By the light of the stars and the bright moon, Shen Li followed the mysterious man closely.
Dare to eavesdrop on the prince from the rooftop. This person's background is definitely unexpectedly high.
However, it is a bit difficult to deal with the young man who has received the prince's order to kill without mercy, because judging from the qi energy revealed in the mysterious man, he looks like a qi practitioner from Buddhism, and he is above the fourth-grade Vajra realm!
Unsheath the sword.
He glanced at the withering Zhuyan in his hand and murmured: "Don't worry, I'm not good enough at the moment. Even if I give you a new name, the world won't recognize you."
"Only when I defeat the masters in the arena and everyone cries for mercy, hero, can you become more dazzling."
The mysterious man seemed to be injured, and his speed was sometimes slow and sometimes fast, which created time for Shen Li.
Just far away from Woxia Temple, he can hand over the sword.
After all, a Buddhist arhat was killed by the Dadu River. Once the masters of Woxia Temple recognized him, they would definitely beat him and take away the Xianglu Pills without even thinking about it.
This sword.
It was Qin Xianqing who taught him.
The name is grand and arrogant.
It's called taking the dragon beads.
In line with Qin Xianqing's madness, he is the only one in the world.
As for why she taught him this sword, Qin Xianqing felt that this brat was actually crazier than her at heart, but he was just a bitch in front of others.
The sword energy is like the Milky Way.
In the dark night, it is brighter than the moon and stars in the sky.
The murderous aura was boiling, as if God had held down a real dragon and personally took away the dragon ball under his jaw.
Such a sword style.
There are really not many people who can kill the fourth-grade sword immortals in the world.
In addition, with the killing power of Zhu Yan himself, if he takes the dragon ball with his sword, the killing power will make people feel frightened and their legs will become weak and their hands will tremble.
The mysterious man had to turn around to deal with it, and found that the sword seemed to refuse to give up until it hit him. No matter how to avoid it, the sword energy was following behind him.
The feet are like towering trees rooted in the earth, chanting Buddhist sutras in the mouth, and clasping hands.
A huge golden bell is placed under the hood.
Shen Li narrowed his eyes slightly. Just looking at the mysterious man's methods, he was not at the Vajra realm, but a Buddhist Qi practitioner who was above the Chaolu realm.
The sword spirit of taking the dragon ball followed.
Straight up the golden bell.
As he breathed, there was a deafening sound, and even the ground shook.
The two qi machines collided, and the dazzling light was like a big fireball exploding on the ground.
Shen Li looked happy.
It is absolutely certain that the mysterious man suffered extremely serious injuries, even so severe that he fell into a state of decline.
Who was it that forced the mysterious man to touch the Prince of Nan Wu's back scales despite being severely injured?
Don't you know that those who dare to offend Nilin will be killed at least, or their clan members will be implicated at worst?
The golden bell is cracked inch by inch.
When Shen Li stood two feet away from the mysterious man, the golden bell completely disappeared without a trace.
Taking the dragon ball with a sword also makes the remaining strength gradually disappear.
The mysterious man gasped, stared at Shen Li, and asked: "Can you spare your life, hero?"
"If you spy on the prince, you can expect this outcome." Shen Li replied.
The mysterious man sighed heavily: "I can't help myself. If I don't do it, I can't live."
"Can you live if you do it?"
"Yes, as long as the hero spares my life."
"With your injuries, even if I let you go, I'm afraid you won't live long."
"I have a way to extend my life."
Shen Li still shook his head: "It's a pity that the prince has issued a death order. No matter who you are or what your background is, you will be killed without mercy!"
"My hero, we are already far away from the prince's residence. You can let me go and tell the prince later that this man is of great virtue and cannot be stopped." The mysterious man begged.
Seeing that Shen Li was indifferent, he seemed to move his energy and strike again with his sword.
He suddenly said bitterly: "I am in a higher realm than you, and I am also a follower of Buddhism! I call you a hero to give you face. If you make me anxious, be careful that I will drag you along with me to be buried with you!!"
The mysterious man has a falsetto voice and his age cannot be determined.
The young man no longer hesitated and said with a sneer: "Just now I was wondering if I should let you go, but since you are the same as me, I have to kill you."
Raise your sword.
Qi flowed, the sword body withered, and he let go.
The withered beauty is suspended in mid-air and spinning around.
Shen Li made a secret with both hands.
At that time, he was fighting with the Furong Mountain Guest of Western Shu in Kaixi City. The Furong Mountain Guest was able to use the harp to control the sword. It happened that Shen Li knew a family's magic skills and was able to use the method to control the sword.
However, he is not a Taoist, so the effect is greatly reduced.
The mysterious man saw him and was about to strike with his sword again, roaring like a lion, with a roaring sound, while the Buddhist true energy was hidden.
However, as soon as it came into contact with Withering Zhuyan, 70% of its power was cut off by the sword's edge.
The mysterious man suddenly became furious, which meant that his realm had slipped, and the Buddhist energy in his body was close to drying up. Otherwise, how could a sword break the kung fu.
The remaining 30% of the sound wave cannot even affect the body of the Vajra Dragon Elephant.
Shen Li formed the Taoist formula calmly.
"go!!!"
The hilt of the withered red sword drew a rainbow light.
Soaring into the sky.
And like stars falling.
Behead the mysterious man.
The speed is lightning fast.
The mysterious man relied on his Buddhist physique to deal with it bravely.
make a fist.
The tip of the sword stabbed at the withered beauty.
The sword was like piercing a piece of tofu, sinking into the arm.
The mysterious man gritted his teeth in hatred, and had no choice but to cut off his arm to survive. Otherwise, later, the withered beauty would penetrate his heart along the arm.
The severed arm fell to the ground.
The green grass in April is stained with blood, and the blood flows into the fields around our feet.
Shen Li's only sword control method is this one.
Wave to take back the withered beauty.
The mysterious man lost his right arm and used his left hand to tap the acupuncture points near the fracture to stop the bleeding.
"My hero, why are you here? Do you really want to force me to use desperate measures?"
Shen Li sneered: "Do you really think I can't recognize who you are?"
"..."
There were two old men known as Xiaoerpin beside the prince.
After dealing with the great master of the Northern Sui Dynasty at the Shanye Inn, one of them was killed, and the remaining old man was a Buddhist practitioner.
"Does the prince think that just because you are seriously injured and in a bad situation, you can teach me a lesson? No, I guess our prince wants to kill me."
"You...you are talking nonsense!!"
"Haha... No wonder the prince repeatedly tested the young master in the courtyard. It turned out that he had already suspected that the young master was a spy planted by the Xingxiu Sect. It should be that after the young master sent Huaisi back to Woxia Temple, he did not rush back to him in time. You’re the one who got suspicious because you’re around me, right?”
Song Wanru asked a novice monk to tell the prince that Shen Li was called away by Master Hengmiao. How could there be such a coincidence in the world? Just to express my thoughts, Master Hengmiao recognized that he has the talent for Buddhist practice. He didn't expect that it was the critical moment to hold the Buddha's birthday. As a senior monk of Woxia Temple, Master Hengmiao was very busy. If you die, how can you have the leisure and elegance to find a disciple for yourself?
Another person might believe it.
This person is the prince of Southern Wu, and he is praised as a wise prince.
Not easy to fool.
Shen Li asked: "Are you going to end it yourself, or will I take the trouble to give you a horse?"
I thought I was not at the peak level of cultivation, but I couldn't help this mysterious man. After fighting against him, I realized that he was much worse off than you.
The mysterious man said harshly: "I have fallen into this situation and regret that I chose to follow the prince in the first place. In this case, let's fight!"
The Buddhist qigong practitioner was not cool. He saw the mysterious man rising up and rushing towards the young man to fight him face to face.
Having the advantage, Shen Li was unwilling to get close to him and retreated again and again.
Pass the sword smoothly.
Since the emergence of Zhu Yan, the killing power of any sword has soared.
The mysterious man swung his left fist and hit the sword energy.
The sword energy tore Ye Xingyi into pieces, and there were also deep wounds visible on the body.
You must know that this person has a Buddhist Vajra Body, and the sword energy that has been cut away by the withered red face can still have such power, which is miraculous.
"Boy, don't run away if you can!!!"
Shen Li smiled: "Do you think I am a fool?"
After a flash of thought, since I have to go back and recover later, I might as well act like a fool and fight this Buddhist master who is on the verge of death at close quarters. Anyway, if I want to run away, he can't stop him.
With his backhand, he sent Zhu Yan back to the scabbard.
Stop and don't retreat.
When the old man, whose face was covered with wrinkles, caught up to him, Shen Li asked, "Seeing that you are very happy, do you think you are destined to be the master?"
Not long.
The two of them exchange punches.
As the saying goes, two fists are no match for four hands, and an old man with only one arm is no match for a young man's two fists.
The fight ended in defeat.
Shen Li relied on his natural Vajra Dragon Elephant body to deal with it. Even if he was punched by the old man, he would be injured more and more, urging the old man's life to run out quickly.
"Although the prince is somewhat intelligent, he is also vicious. If he succeeds to the throne of Southern Wu, hey, with his intolerable style, he might plunge Southern Wu into a bloody storm..."
While commenting on the prince's character, he engaged in close combat with the old man.
After fighting for a while, Shen Li stopped his fist and hit his forehead with another punch.
So what if the old man is much higher than Shen Li?
He was seriously injured and fell to this point, but he was punched away by Shen Li.
The old man can't get up now and is breathing heavily.
It's time to end this fight.
The young man took out his withered beauty and slowly walked towards the old man who had reached the end of his life span.
"Thank you for ordering Zhu Yan to kill a great Buddhist master."
The sword light disappeared in a flash.
The old man's head was separated.
Now Shen Li has two choices. One is to take the old man's head and go back to life. In that case, the prince may become angry and run away on the spot. The other is to go back alone and tell the prince that he has not stopped him. Because of his physical injuries, the prince will not admit it. You have to hold your nose to recognize it.
Think about it.
Choose the second one.
The Buddha's birthday event will be held tomorrow.
It would be unwise to offend the prince at this moment.
Immediately, with one hand's head and the other's body, he flew further away, using the withered red face as a hoe. After simply burying the body, Shen Li returned in the darkness of night.
Still take the main entrance.
Knock on the door.
The soldier opened the door for him.
Everyone was shocked to see Shen Li alive but injured.
The young man staggered into the hall without waiting for the announcement.
Even before he could see where the prince was, he shouted hoarsely: "Your Highness, I am guilty!!"
The prince stared at Shen Li, speechless for a long time.
Tang Fengxian asked: "Didn't you kill that man?"
"Your Highness! The level of that thief is too high for me. Even though I tried my best, I still couldn't kill him!! However, the thief was also severely injured by me and will die the next day!"
The prince seemed to have just come to his senses, and sighed as he stepped forward to help Shen Li's arms: "Xiandi, your life is far inferior to that of a thief! Why plead guilty?! It's a great achievement for you to come back safe and sound!!"
"Brother, my little brother's business has gone wrong!!" Shen Li lowered his head and cried.
The prince glanced at Tang Fengxian, and the two of them were speechless.
I don't know whether it was because the young man was so powerful, or because the old man was too seriously injured and couldn't do anything to him.
In short, when things come to this point, you still need to maintain your dignity.
Tang Fengxian sighed in her heart. The prince originally wanted to use the young man as a butcher's knife. After sending Huaisi back to Woxia Temple, according to the report from the temple's informant, the young man then went to the room where the distinguished guests were entertained. Now, the butcher's knife could not be made, and the prince had to Consider carefully whether this person is a spy planted around you! Therefore, he refused to do anything and ordered the old man to kill him, once and for all.
