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Chapter 554: Not My Kind

Li Qi is a very strong seventh-level cultivator. Against a sixth-level cultivator like Nong Shouguang who was on drugs, it would be embarrassing if he used more than three sword moves.

At least that's what Li Qi thought.

But when the opponent stretched out his hand to block his sword, and his arm, which should have been cut in half by the sword, made a sound of metal clashing, Li Qi realized that he was wrong.

When masters compete with each other, if you make a mistake you have to pay the price.

Looking at Li Qi who was knocked against the city wall by his punch, Nong Shouguang was very happy. He felt much better after being broken by Zhao Yushu's sword during the day.

"Master Li, do you know why I want to go out of the city to fight you?"

Li Qi spat out the blood and said, "Invincible Golden Body?"

"We are all scholars, please do not answer irrelevant questions. I am the governor of Yizhou after all, and I cannot harm innocent people."

Li Qi held the sword with both hands, his posture upright, but his peripheral vision unconsciously glanced at the three dazzling figures on the opposite side of the river bank.

The monks from Dabei Temple and Tubo? What are they doing? Why are they moving Yanhui's body now?

"Someone got out of town."

Zhang Hong glanced at the two people who jumped down from the city wall and said, "Their cultivation is very low. It doesn't look like they are coming for us."

"It may be a way to lure the tiger away from the mountain."

Miao Ming kept walking: "Send Master over first. With the Shengci Temple's formation and the Heavenly Sword, it won't be a problem even if Neijing comes."

"Nong Shouguang, do you believe what you say?"

Li Qi moved cautiously, but did not attack immediately. The opponent seemed to be invincible and could not be broken by ordinary moves.

"Of course what I said just now was a lie. The truth is, only by luring you here will the Heavenly Sword be unable to handle it."

Nong Shouguang grinned and pointed his finger at the sky. He used to be a very steady and introverted person, but since he became a cultivator, he didn't know whether it was the effect of the blood pill or because his nature was let go, he laughed a lot more.

And where his finger was pointing, under the crescent moon, there was not only a lonely sword hanging in the sky, but also a man in white clothes falling from the sky.

Zhao Yushu, hiding in the bushes, was speechless.

When Nong Shouguang fell from the city wall, he was only a few feet away from him. At that time, he was still hesitating whether to show up and kill this disgusting toad with a sword, but this guy was always followed by the leader, and if he showed up, all his efforts would be wasted.

Then he saw Li Qi following him, and then he slashed with a sword, and then was knocked away by Nong Shouguang's punch.

What a rubbish seventh heaven.

Zhao Yushu squatted aside, and if nothing worked, he would just throw a silver needle over to attract attention, so as to help Comrade Xiao Li quickly get rid of Nong Shouguang. Maybe there would be a chance to join forces with Zhang Hong to kill the leader.

But why hasn’t the leader appeared yet?

The leader did not come, but an old monk in white clothes landed.

Samantabhadra Bodhisattva has arrived.

The moment he landed, Miaoming's body was surrounded by golden light. He raised one palm and collided with a sudden fist.

Zhang Hong flew up, roared like a tiger, and caused the river to ripple. He then met the finger that was pointed at him by King Samantabhadra across the river with a punch.

"Brother King Kong, there really is something wrong with you."

"Oh, Master Yanhui promised us that his body would be ours, but you guys still insisted on pestering me. I want to reason with you, but I am too lazy to do it."

Vajra's fists flew as fast as flying, and he fought with Miaoming, who had opened up sixteen aspects of existence. A huge bronze bell fell to the ground with a loud bang.

Zhang Hong flew back, a red dot appeared on his fist, and his entire right arm was numb. Samantabhadra Bodhisattva floated up, and his white shoes touched the river water, and the turbulent water immediately calmed down.

"Old man, if you kill us, will your Bon religion be able to take over the body of Master?"

"Mr. Zhang is thoughtful. That is our Tubo's business. You don't need to worry about it."

"Oh, just ten breaths. If you have the ability, kill me, Old Zhang, within ten breaths!"

Samantabhadra Bodhisattva smiled slightly, and the spiritual power in his body burst out, ready to attack with all his strength.

The Heavenly Sword trembled slightly. Although this place was outside the city, it was close to the city wall and was still within the coverage of the Heavenly Sword.

But then, Zhang Hong and Miao Ming's hearts sank. The Heavenly Sword did move, but the tip of the sword was not pointing at this side. Instead, it turned to the north.

Someone is deliberately trying to draw the Heavenly Sword.

The leader was dressed in a black robe, with his exposed hands covered in gold, and red lotuses blooming all around him. He raised his head and looked at the heavenly sword that was slowly turning towards him.

"Let me see if the Shushan Heavenly Sword can break my invincible golden body."

Samantabhadra Bodhisattva walked on the water, and every step he took created a circle of ripples. Under the ripples, white lotus flowers blossomed out of thin air. Zhang Hong only took one look at the lotus and felt that his aura dropped by three points, and even his spiritual power seemed to be unable to be raised.

Samantabhadra Bodhisattva’s inner enlightenment: when the lotus blossoms, all living beings bow their heads.

Zhang Hong bit his tongue hard. Miaoming was entangled by the Vajra, and he had to face the gods of the plateau alone. It seemed that he was doomed to fail, but that might not be the case.

The leader activated the Heavenly Sword, but he couldn't keep it active for too long. If the sword fell, he would be seriously injured at least if not killed. Even if he forced himself to restrain his breath at the last moment, it would take at least several hours to calm the Heavenly Sword's energy lock. So he either had to take the sword head-on or try to buy less than ten extra breaths of time.

Even if he held on, after the Heavenly Sword returned to its place, he could still continue to deal with King Samantabhadra. He would just have to hold on for a while longer.

It’s only a few dozen breaths. I’m the former chief of Dabei Temple!

A dragon roared, the river surged again, and several lotus flowers shattered silently.

Li Qi held up his sword to block Nong Shouguang's punch, then raised his sword with his backhand, pushed Nong Shouguang to the ground, and then smashed his sword hard on his back. Even though he couldn't break the golden body, he still made Nong Shouguang bleed.

The opponent only has brute force and his cultivation is not as good as mine. As long as I come to my senses, it will be easy to deal with such a person.

"Hahaha, Lord Li, open your ears and listen carefully!"

Li Qi stepped on Nong Shouguang and his face changed drastically without even having to use his ears.

Inside the city separated by a wall, screams and roars were heard, flames rose up, and warning gongs resounded throughout the city.

A dragon head slammed into King Puxian fiercely. In the Dongdu Palace, Taoist Miao, who was hired by Li Tong with a large sum of money, also had one arm broken by Zhang Hong's move. King Puxian, who was never known for his martial arts, did not dare to take this move head-on, allowing Zhang Hong to gain three more breaths.

The Heavenly Sword is about to fall.

After Zhang Hong used his strongest move, his breath became unstable. He did not take the opportunity to continue forcing Samantabhadra King who had temporarily retreated a few steps, but turned around and rushed towards King Kong.

Miao Ming also roared, and his upper body turned into a lion, showing his majesty and compassion, and he held the King Kong tightly.

"What a beautiful thought!"

King Kong immediately saw the intention of the two men. They wanted to work together to capture him first, and then work together to deal with King Samantabhadra.

The red cassock was torn into pieces, and Vajra suddenly withdrew his hands. He sat cross-legged with his upper body bare, his hands clasped together, as tall as a mountain.

Miao Ming and Zhang Hong’s fists and palms hit King Kong together.

King Samantabhadra floated back behind him and pointed his finger towards him.

The Heavenly Sword stopped trembling and fell from the sky.