Chapter 2832 Strategies (Two More)

Chu Li drifted back, barely avoiding it: "Why?"

"Huh! You killed the old monk's apprentice, and you still pretended to be confused?!" Yuan Ren shouted coldly, and continued to slap his palms fiercely, the whirring sound was like thunder rolling, and the momentum was terrifying.

Chu Li continued to float and dodge: "Who else?"

Yuanren shouted: "His name is Lingqing!"

He clapped two palms, and the momentum was even more astonishing, like a raging wave, unstoppable.

Chu Li said: "Master misunderstood, Lingqing was definitely not killed by himself, it was probably done by the Demon Sect."

"Heavenly Demon Sect?" Monk Yuanren paused for a moment, then snorted: "The villain's cultivation base is extremely high, which is rare in the world. How can a mere Heavenly Demon Sect and a sneaky person kill him? It must be like your cultivation base is extremely high. Might be able to kill him!"

Chu Li retreated flutteringly, and was forced to retreat steadily by him. He shook his head helplessly and said, "The Heavenly Demon Sect is sneaky and has strange methods. If you pretend to be a master and you approach Master Lingqing, will you succeed in a surprise attack?"

Old monk Yuanren frowned: "I'm not that easy to be faked!"

He continued to snort: "This old monk has lived with his disciples for two hundred years, if he is still fake, and he can't recognize the old monk, then he will die!"

Chu Li said: "Master, the method of Tianmozong is beyond imagination, it is by no means that simple, even the closest people will be deceived!"

"Hmph, but I don't believe it, a fake is a fake!" Yuanren old monk snorted coldly, and continued to swing his palms.

Chu Li was quite helpless, the old monk was extremely stubborn, he insisted on killing his apprentice by himself, but he couldn't do anything to him.

After all, it was just a misunderstanding, and if he really wanted to hurt him because of it, he couldn't bear it, so he could only run away.

Just as he was about to leave, Yuan Ren snorted, "It doesn't matter if you don't admit it, I'll go to Da Ci'en Temple, I don't believe that Da Ci'en Temple will also protect you!"

Chu Li said helplessly: "Master, think about it carefully, why does this little monk have to kill Lingqing, there is no resentment or enmity!"

"Who knows!" Yuan Ren snorted, "It's only a matter of a moment, or because of a word, or seeing something that shouldn't be seen!"

Chu Li frowned and said, "Master is so troublesome, the little monk has no choice but to go to Da Ci'en Temple!"

"Good! Good!" Yuan Ren said coldly: "I will invite some fellow martial artists and some friends from the Buddhist sect to go to Da Ci'en Temple to ask for clarification!"

He continued to wave his hands as he spoke.

This palm speeded up suddenly, abruptly and surprisingly fast, without giving Chu Li time to react, only the amulet and aura lit up, colorful and lively.

"Bang!" He received a solid slap, and his expression changed drastically.

The force of the palm collides in the internal organs, all the jade charms and protective energy are completely useless, even the Qiankun bracelet and the eight-color glazed cover are useless.

This palm hit his chest without hindrance, the strange palm force flowed through the body, and the internal force seemed to lose its effectiveness.

Chu Li immediately circulated the Liuli Miaolian Sutra to purify the palm power.

Although it was only for a moment, it was enough for Yuanren to do many things. He floated forward, like a ghost, and slapped Chu Li's forehead with several palms in a row.

"Bang bang bang bang..." Amid several muffled sounds, Yuanren's palms hit a round bracelet respectively, which was the Qiankun bracelet.

Even if the two Qiankun bracelets are not driven by internal force, they can be directly controlled by the gods. Chu Li's spirit is extremely powerful, and the most suitable one is the spirit to control the Qiankun bracelet.

After Chu Li purified that palm force, the two Qiankun bracelets suddenly flashed back to his wrists, and Yuan Ren's right palm had already touched Chu Li's eyebrows.

"Chi Chi Chi Chi..." Amidst countless screams, Monk Yuan Ren flew straight upside down, as if hit by a galloping horse.

The Thunder Sword of Zhushen was like a pear blossom in a rainstorm, enveloping Yuanren with incomparable rage.

Yuanren's whole body glowed like water-polished copper, as if he had turned into a golden arhat, roaring to meet these god-killing thunder swords.

"Ding ding ding ding..." The clear sound was like the tip of a sword piercing bronze, and suddenly dense like rain hitting plantains, it made my scalp tingle when I heard it.

Chu Li's face was extremely gloomy.

No matter how dull he was at this moment, he already understood that he had been fooled and tricked, and there was something wrong with Monk Yuanren.

It was a trick to realize in an instant.

The Dayuan Xuankong mirror condensed, this time he ignored the isolation of his golden light, and wanted to see through his mind desperately.

It's a pity that the shining golden light still blocks his viewing.

Chu Li sneered, and lifted the God-killing Thunder Sword again, the roar was endless, and Monk Yuanren kept backing away.

Chu Li suddenly appeared behind him in a flash, and the god-binding disk was activated.

"Bang!" Amidst the muffled sound, the power of the God-binding disc was shaken away.

Chu Li had already picked up the Fantian Seal with his left hand, jumped into the void and pressed it down fiercely.

"Boom!" Amidst the loud noise, a giant mountain seemed to appear in the void, pressing down on Yuanren.

Yuan Ren stagnated.

A white light flashed across Chu Li's waist, and the Divine Sword of Time fluttered across Monk Yuanren's neck.

Monk Yuanren violently overturned his body and leaned back, and then a white light pierced from his sleeve, facing the Excalibur of Time.

"Bang!" Amidst the muffled sound, the two white lights dimmed.

Chu Li was surprised, but he didn't expect the time sword to be blocked again. He looked intently at the opponent's hand, but it was a dagger.

He saw it familiarly, and recognized it immediately. This dagger was no different from the dagger that shot red light and could break the power of the god-binding disk.

"Heavenly Demon Sect!" Chu Li sneered, and cast the God-Binding Disk twice again.

"Bang! Bang!" The dagger in Monk Yuanren's hand flashed white light twice, shaking away the power of the god-binding plate.

Chu Li shot another sky-shattering seal.

"Bang!" A mountain fell down from the void.

Monk Yuanren's complexion changed drastically, and he froze again.

The Divine Sword of Time flitted across his neck lightly and swiftly again, and when it was about to cut off his head, Monk Yuanren flashed a white light and disappeared suddenly.

Chu Li's face changed slightly.

Monk Yuanren disappeared out of thin air, breaking through the suppression of the Fantian Seal.

Once the Heaven-turning Seal is cast, the void is directly locked, and it is not allowed to move the void at all. Yuanren was able to break through the void and escape.

He obviously has a life-saving technique, or a treasure, or a secret technique.

Chu Li stood at the same spot, recalling the previous scene, he had already fully understood the identity of Yuan Ren, who was actually a master of the Demon Sect.

That dagger is the proof.

Since it is different from the Blood Yang Sect, it should not be a disciple of the Blood Yang Sect, but probably the Heavenly Demon Sect or other sects.

The twelve sects of Heavenly Demon, he really can't determine which one Yuanren belongs to. If he is his original face, there are many possibilities. Master Zong.

His face was as gloomy as water, and it was a shame for him who was always conceited and smart to be so calculated.

The Fantian Seal is indeed amazingly powerful, but let Yuanren run away, and the next time, Mozong will probably find a way to restrain it.

So it's better to kill Yuanren and disappear without leaking.

Thinking of this, he suddenly disappeared, and the next moment he appeared in a valley. In the deep pool, he saw a graceful woman taking a bath.

In the valley pool as clear as a mirror, a snow-white and graceful woman is lazily grooming, exuding fatal temptation.

Chu Li's face remained unchanged, his heart remained unchanged, only the Dayuan Xuankong Mirror observed.

PS: The update is complete.