The darkness of night makes people highly concentrated.
The prince's residence is still some distance away from Woxia Temple.
The large temple built along the mountain is shadowy, like a night owl attached to the mountain.
Shen Li has already left the other courtyard behind.
In about half a quarter of an hour, with his flying speed, he would be able to reach Qin Xianqing and Song Wanru's house.
Tonight is destined not to be too peaceful.
As soon as he ran to the forest of Yanbi Mountain, a black shadow suddenly appeared and rushed towards Shen Li.
The young man, with divine help, turned sideways and punched him.
The black shadow planned to move later, gaining an advantage. It turned its fist into a palm and wrapped around Shen Li's arm. He pinched the acupuncture points with his fingers, pressed his knee to Shen Li's side, and used his other foot to support him, and immediately smashed Shen Li into the rock wall and forest.
The young man knocked down several old trees before he regained his composure.
He stopped, but the shadow moved again.
Get close now.
His palms moved to the left and right, and he slapped Shen Li on the head with great force.
Shen Li immediately felt his consciousness darken.
Not finished.
Palm turns into fist.
A punch hit the young man between the eyebrows.
He threw his head back and fell.
The black shadow planned to punch him to death.
Shen Li accidentally reached out and grabbed the bending shadow's throat.
Use force.
The shadow whimpered.
Suppressing his murderous intent, he punched Shen Li's arms with both fists, kicked one in the chest, and kicked the other on the ground, trying to get away.
They had already tried to kill him, how could Shen Li let him go so easily?
Holding the man's fists hard, he stood up like lightning, and hit the black shadow on the head with his free fist.
Another punch.
Nothing fancy, just a punch to the core.
The black shadow shouted loudly, burst out with energy, put his palms on the young man's shoulders, pushed hard, and then pulled away.
Standing on the ground, he stood ready to observe Shen Li's every move.
His right hand touched his throat, and he almost, just a little bit, pulled his throat off.
Shen Li asked angrily in a low voice: "Why did you kill me?"
"Haha, Mr. Shen, why are you going to Woxia Temple in the middle of the night? Are you trying to tell someone something?"
Through the moonlight and starlight, I could see clearly that this man was wearing night clothes.
"Are you a soldier of the Longwu Army who left another hospital?"
"I am following the prince's orders and sneaking into the Longwu Army. My purpose is to kill all thieves who dare to do harm to the prince. Right now, it seems that you are such a thief."
It all comes down to this.
It was impossible for Shen Li to let him go.
Directly condescending and close to his body, the man in black was about to make a move, but he really didn't expect Shen Li to be incredibly fast.
Neither of them wanted to alarm the masters in Woxia Temple, so they suppressed their Qi within one foot of the surrounding area.
The warriors fought fiercely at close quarters.
In addition to fighting each other, they also used the Vajra Body to fight hard, looking for each other's weaknesses and violently hitting the opponent's vital points.
However, the man in black did not understand the domineering power of the Vajra Dragon Elephant Body. He traded injuries for injuries, and the damage Shen Li suffered was much smaller.
He was stuck on the ground and fought for more than a quarter of an hour.
This Vajra-level warrior who secretly protected the prince could not hold on at first.
There is no way, the fight between pure warriors is so simple and straightforward. Whoever is injured more seriously has to figure out the retreat route.
"Want to leave?"
I feel that the man in black has changed his moves and now focuses on defense.
Shen Li smiled evilly: "If we weren't in Woxia Temple, with your ability, I would have used the sword three times at most!"
The man in black had long noticed the withered beauty hanging from the young man's waist, and thought it was just an ordinary sword, used to impress the public. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a murder sword, and I don't know why he has been slow to use the sword. .
Shen Li caught the man in black, who was in a state of confusion, and blocked it with a punch. His other hand wrapped around the man in black's right arm and pulled him down violently. The man was caught off guard and staggered instantly.
Lift your legs.
Knee to the face.
At the same time, the young man bent his arms and hit the man in black on the back of the head with his elbow.
This combo could cost the man in black his life.
The Vajra Dragon Elephant Body was already extremely powerful, and Shen Li was determined to kill him, so he used all the strength without caring about his own injuries, almost using up all his strength.
The warrior's Vajra Body was hit so hard that most of his life was lost.
Seeing that the man in black was half dead and unconscious, Shen Li twisted his neck with both hands and used a little more force to break it.
The man in black immediately stopped breathing.
There was no time to destroy the body and eliminate all traces, so the young man threw the body into the dark rocky forest.
Even if the monks of Woxia Temple find out tomorrow, it will be tomorrow. Now they need to quickly inform Qin Xianqing and Song Wanru to be prepared for Concubine Lan to be discovered by the prince.
Shen Li stopped where he was and took a few breaths without stopping.
When fighting against men in black, having a natural Vajra Dragon Elephant Body is an advantage. During the fight of the men in black, one breath is almost exhausted and they must be replaced with the next breath, otherwise the strength will be interrupted. But Shen Li is different. He does not need the breath of a Vajra-level warrior to maintain his fighting strength.
After experiencing the fight for the Eight Heavenly Dragons, Shen Li had not fully recovered. In one night, he first fought with the old man who was seriously injured in a fall, and then fought for his life with the man in black.
The young man's breathing became heavier and heavier.
When we arrived at the house where the distinguished guests rested.
He had begun to hold on to the outer wall, breathing heavily.
The physical injury is secondary, the key is that the energy is about to be exhausted.
In other words, it had been exhausted a long time ago. With the help of the Vajra Dragon Elephant Body, it slowly recovered while on the road. But it is still too slow. If you want to go faster, there is no other way but to take a good rest for a while, move it, and warm it up.
Wait until it feels almost the same.
Shen Li stepped into this exquisite and noble contiguous house.
Even though it was so late, there were still distinguished guests with their friends, drinking wine, looking at the moon, and composing poems.
After fighting with the old man, he didn't have time to change his clothes. He just fought with the man in black, and his clothes became more and more tattered.
The nobles glanced at the young man hurriedly passing by, and laughed and cursed: "Are all the monks in Woxia Temple dead tonight? Why didn't you stop this guy?"
"Could it be that the beggars in Kaixi City also heard that tomorrow is the Buddha's birthday event and came here to pick up leftovers to feed themselves?"
"Haha...Brother Zhao's words are still sharp. Don't look at that guy. The moon is good tonight, the stars are good, the wine is good, and the people are good. Write a poem quickly, and don't fool us by filling in a few common words that everyone knows! "
"Well, to be honest, I really am not in the mood to write poems and lyrics these days."
"Why?"
"Brother, I didn't know that a young man composed a poem in seven steps at Zui Chun Tower, which caused shock and admiration from people inside and outside the city?!"
"So this is what happened, I heard about it, I heard about it! As the saying goes, the clouds think of clothes and flowers think of face, the spring breeze blows on the threshold and the dew is strong... Good poetry, with a broad vision and unconventional, I, Da Wu, have such a young poem Damn it, the national luck will rise by three points."
Hearing the compliments to himself, Shen Li laughed endlessly.
It is precisely because of this group of fat-headed wealthy people that they act recklessly and are arrogant and extravagant, and the people of the world are in bad luck.
Finally we arrived at the place where the two good sisters settled.
Shen Li knocked on the door.
"Who is it?"
Song Wanru's voice.
The young man replied in a low voice: "It's me."
"Why did you come here in the middle of the night? Could it be that you want..." Song Wanru was surprised, mistakenly thinking that the brat wanted to take advantage of Sister Qin's absence.
Shen Li entered the room and looked around: "Where is Sister Qin?"
Song Wanru said: "I don't know where I went."
Seeing that the young man looked strange, she asked, "Is there something big going on?"
Shen Li said eloquently.
Tell the story of everything that happened after returning to the prince.
Song Wanru asked in surprise: "The prince suspects that Concubine Lan is here?"
"Nine times out of ten, no, it's just suspicion."
It is thought-provoking that the prince sent away all the masters who had mixed up with the Longwu Army. What's more, he even fought with one of them.
"I understand. Go back quickly. It's not advisable to stay here for a long time. If the prince discovers your absence, the consequences will be unpredictable." She said seriously.
The young man knew that his identity was very sensitive. Once the prince revealed his origins, it would not be a question of whether he could escape, but whether he could survive.
The masters who live in seclusion in Woxia Temple are vegetarians, but they have shocking tricks.
What about being born with a Vajra, Dragon, Elephant body?
If you meet two Chaolu Realm masters and besiege you, you will still have a headache. If you meet a second-grade master in full swing, think about how to escape.
Shen Li said nothing and turned around to return.
He said: "There are more masters of the fourth grade than there are weeds in the field!"
as he returned to the road.
Suddenly I heard a rapid sound above my head.
Look up.
A brilliant red light like a comet lit up the entire night sky.
The sword energy surged.
Even though Shen Li was far away from the Great Sword Immortal, he could still clearly feel how fast and violent the sword energy was, and how ferocious and violent the sword intention was.
The top of Woxia Temple.
There was a golden light.
Then a giant Buddha was gathered.
Shen Li didn't dare to look any further. If the prince checked whether he was in the room on a whim, everyone would be embarrassed.
Keep your head on the road.
"Are you also here to attend my Buddha's Christmas?"
"No, no, I heard that Woxia Temple is extremely rampant, so I came here to say hello to Yi Jian."
One question and one answer.
No one could be seen, but the sound was like thunder. Everyone within ten miles in all directions of Woxia Temple felt their ears buzzing.
A second-grade Great Sword Immortal and a second-grade Great Bodhisattva.
There are also strong and weak points in the second-grade command realm, even to the point of being completely different.
"My Buddha is merciful. If the donor does not want to stay in our temple to eat fast and chant Buddha's name day and night, he should leave as soon as possible."
"Haha... I have come all the way here, how can I come here in joy and return in despair? Of course I will... stab you at Woxia Temple with a sword."
"What a great swordsman who is so arrogant that he doesn't know the heights of the world."
Shen Li couldn't help but turn his head and look.
It seems to be above the night, under the bright moon and stars.
Someone in green clothes held a sword and struck directly at Woxia Temple.
The sword light seemed like an abyss, catching the eyes of all those watching.
Shen Li sighed, "It's true that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world."
The sword light is like a banished immortal in the sky, carrying countless stars on its back, slowly and heroically crashing into Woxia Temple.
Shen Li stopped suddenly.
Not far ahead, a middle-aged man in Tsing Yi looked at him intently.
The young man cupped his fists and bowed: "Junior has met senior."
"How about this sword?"
"Shocked by heaven." Shen Li replied respectfully.
The middle-aged man in green clothes laughed and asked again: "How does it compare with the sword you used to kill Jiang Huchen in Zuichun Tower?"
"This junior is ashamed of himself."
"Haha, sweet words!"
The middle-aged man in green clothes came to Shen Li's side in one step, looked at the withered beauty hanging on his waist and said: "Don't treat this sword badly. We swordsmen will be arrogant when they should be arrogant. Don't be petty."
"..."
Shen Li bowed and said, "Juniors should remember the teachings of our seniors!"
"By the way, let's take a look at what kind of young swordsman you are. Yuan Yi is right. You have the spirit of banishing an immortal."
After the man in green said this, his sword shot straight into the sky.
In the blink of an eye, he disappeared.
The sword he used to kill Woxia Temple shattered the Golden Buddha, and the Buddhist temple on the top of the mountain was reduced to rubble.
