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A white light flashed, and Ma Liangcai's knife was much faster than expected.

But for Li Chen, it's just not that slow.

Asking the Buddha to use his physical skills, the snow-white monk's robe spread out, just like practicing in vain in the wind. It was just a feint and he easily got out of the way.

Then he stood upright and his left palm suddenly came out.

This palm seems to be light and airy, as if it is adaptable to changes that cannot be made.

But Ma Liangcai immediately felt that his whole body's energy was stagnant, and he couldn't avoid it at all.

Pa~

Without waiting for the sword to be returned, he took a few steps back.

Ma Liangcai is the state of acquired perfection, only one step away from the release of the innate true energy.

The sword he just struck didn't leave any room. After all, the name of the Sesshoyo Temple means that underestimating the enemy will lead to one's own destruction.

But I didn't expect that the other party not only easily dodged the knife, but also responded with a palm of his own.

It was obviously a hasty attack, but he defended it with all his strength, but had to take several steps back before releasing his remaining strength.

Ma Liangcai hurriedly drew back his long sword and stood upright, with a hint of fear in his eyes: This monk has such pure skills.

Not only Ma Liangcai, but Li Chen was also very surprised at this time. The palm just now was indeed his hasty shot.

But the true energy in his body was like a rolling torrent, combining with strength and flowing out of his body, and his power was even higher than before.

His mind was racing with thoughts, and he finally realized that the "Bacchus" Qi in his body was originally powerful and strong, but the nature of alcohol was often weak and not pure enough.

However, by practicing the "Brewing" method, the true energy is like wine slurry. After being steamed, it becomes extremely pure. It can be said that the true energy is the pinnacle of pure energy in this world in terms of quantity and quality.

Therefore, when the palm is swung out, the true energy is combined, and the power of the palm is really amazing.

Ma Liangcai knew in his heart that his true energy was not dominant, so with a sharp look in his eyes, he focused on using the fast to defeat the slow.

The long knife in his hand was curled into a flower, and three or four knife shadows appeared, pointing at Li Chen's face, neck, chest and abdomen respectively.

With one sword and three shadows, it was obvious that Ma Liangcai had also put in a lot of hard work.

Three positions, any one of which can be fatal.

On the other hand, Li Chen was not panicked at all, as if he could anticipate the enemy's attack. He swayed slightly and dropped the three swords in the air.

He has the "Miscellaneous Art of Listening" and the method of watching movies. Both of them have miraculous insights, and he is not afraid of subtle moves.

"The Secret of Karma and Transformation" used the force of gravity, and Ma Liangcai used all the force of his sword, but could not hold it back. For a moment, his body turned halfway, his feet staggered, and he missed another move.

Naturally, Li Chen would not miss this good opportunity and was just about to raise his palm to kill him.

Suddenly I felt a dark wind coming from behind me.

He frowned, ignoring Ma Liangcai in front of him, and hurriedly used the method of crossing the shadow to move a few feet away.

Looking closely, he saw that the man was wearing a black cloak, his appearance could not be clearly seen, and there was a crow standing on his shoulder.

Ghost Crow Messenger He Cangwu.

When Ma Liangcai saw the visitor, he hurriedly walked up to him and saluted: "Ma Liangcai is here to see the envoy."

Li Chen's eyes narrowed and he understood.

Over the years, the Ghost Sect has been known as the largest sect in the Southern Wilderness, taking control of the mountains everywhere. Those who follow it will be taken under the Ghost Sect and become a branch. Those who do not follow will have their sect exterminated.

Therefore, the Ghost Sect has countless fans in the southern Xinjiang Demonic Way.

Blackwind Castle is one of them.

When Ma Liang saw the arrival of his thigh, he felt relieved. This little life was finally saved.

He Cangwu didn't pay any attention to him. He just stared at the monk in front of him with his eyes, and he was slightly surprised: This monk can actually avoid my attack from behind.

Li Chen held the rosary in one hand and stood on his chest with the other.

A fight is a fight, and I will establish the image of Sesshoji.

At Sesshoji Temple, politeness comes first.

Principles cannot be changed.

"Amitabha, good, good, good."

"Is there any misunderstanding between the donor and the young monk?"

He Cangwu remained motionless and said in a cold voice: "A month ago, a disciple in my sect was suddenly attacked and died with all his blood and essence drained from his body."

At this point, a pair of eyes were revealed under the cloak, shooting out two points of cold light.

"Who else in the whole world has such means."

The implication of his words was to target the Sesshou Temple.

Most of the techniques of the Sasho Temple are related to blood. In the world, the only one in the world that can instantly dissolve a monk's blood essence is the only one in the Sasho Temple.

However, Li Chen's heart tightened. More than a month ago... it seemed to coincide with the time when the Sutra Pavilion of the Sasho Temple caught fire.

At that time, everyone thought those flames were the ghostly will-o'-the-wisps of the Ghost Cult.

Unexpectedly, something similar happened in the Ghost Cult.

It seems that someone is indeed behind these two things.

His purpose is to create a war between the Sesshou Temple and the Ghost Cult.

Li Chen pronounced the Buddha's name, clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, I'm afraid the donor has misunderstood."

"I, the Shasheng Temple, have not been involved in any grievances in the world for a long time, and have no intention of harming the Ghost Sect. Donor, you are overly worried."

Before he finished speaking, Ma Liangcai on the other side interrupted directly: "Monk Wu, you still want to quibble!"

Li Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, he was not polite and needed training.

Immediately, he used the method of shadow escape, and his body transformed into black shadow, and instantly appeared next to Ma Liangcai.

Ma Liangcai's eyes widened. He couldn't figure out why Li Chen suddenly appeared here when he was two feet away just a moment ago.

The dragon roared.

A dragon-shaped shadow roared over.

Ma Liangcai couldn't dodge and was about to close his eyes and wait for death when He Cangwu pushed him away with a palm from behind.

Then it transformed into black condensation and collided with the dragon-shaped shadow.

Bang~

The two of them each took a few steps back.

Quack quack~

He Cangwu said coldly: "You dare to act violently in front of me, just let me weigh the weight of the Killing Temple."

As soon as the voice fell, black air condensed on his body, vaguely in the shape of a one-horned fierce ghost.

Li Chen was not to be outdone, and said in a deep voice: "Amitabha, even if the Buddha protects you today, Mr. Ma will have to report to the West."

At that moment, his whole body was full of true energy, not giving the other party time to condense the energy.

The first palm of "Hundred Eight Worry Bows" was thrown.

The dragon roared.

This palm was extraordinary, and it went straight to the middle of He Cangwu's road.

He Cangwu frowned and just wanted to dodge, but the energy in his body was surging, as if no matter which side he dodged, he could not avoid this palm.

At that moment, without hesitation, the black energy in his hand condensed into a pitch-black ghost claw, colliding with the dragon-shaped phantom.

Bang~

Originally, the ghost claw formed by the innate qi should have the upper hand, but no one expected that when the ghost claw was hit by the dragon-shaped phantom, rolling black gas would overflow, which was a sign of instability.

He Cangwu was shocked, and his eyes focused, only to find that the dragon-shaped true meaning seemed to be entangled with lightning.

This is the unique "thunder sound" of "Hundred Eight Worries Worship", which has the effect of warding off evil spirits and is the nemesis of ghosts.

"Hey, what a good palm method! It actually has the effect of warding off evil spirits!"

At some point, a figure appeared outside the Duiwang Gorge.

He had sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a chivalrous spirit, a sword on his back, sat down and rode a pig, and couldn't help but sigh when he saw Li Chen's palm.

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