The All-Heaven Road from Wudang

Chapter 187 Lonely
The sudden laughter broke the tense atmosphere deep in Zhongnan Mountain.

Everyone in the Mingjiao was astonished, but they couldn't help becoming angry. Except for Li Li, who was already dying, there were still people in the world who dared to meddle in their Mingjiao's business. Do they really think that Mingjiao is a soft persimmon? !

Yin Yewang's face became more and more ugly, he turned his head slowly, and turned his eyes towards the forest with everyone.

Under the moonlight, a young man walked out slowly, looking about sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing a green shirt, holding a long sword, his brows were full of heroism, and there was a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Mo... Junior Brother Mo?!"

Seeing the figure in green shirt coming out of the forest, with those familiar features, an unbelievable emotion flooded Song Qingshu's face, why did he appear here?Isn't he lying on the bed dying?

At a critical moment, a savior suddenly appeared. For a moment, Song Qingshu couldn't believe it, but thought it was an illusion!

Not only him, but all the Mingjiao masters and Zhou Zhiruo looked at each other in blank dismay. The scene of him comatose on Huashan that day did not seem to be fake, and the anxiety of the Wudang Seven Heroes running around asking for medicine did not seem to be fake, and Song Qingshu and Zhou Zhiruo went deep into the end Nanshan searched for medicine and asked a doctor, and was trapped here by them. He was on the verge of death, let alone a fake. Under such circumstances, how could he still be intact and appear here? !
Many doubts flickered in the hearts of this group of Mingjiao demon leaders. They stood there in a daze, not knowing whether to run or fight.

"You...you are Mo Li?!"

An unbelievable voice was mixed with shock, and from King Yinye's mouth, a hint of fierceness suddenly appeared on his surprised and fearful face, and he said to himself: "No! Possibly, absolutely impossible, Ba Siba is so tyrannical, Li Li is already injured and dying, even with the help of a skilled doctor, it is impossible to recover in just a few days."

"So, there is only one possibility..."

The negative emotions on King Yin Ye's face had disappeared at this moment, but replaced by a confident smile with a well-thought-out plan. He stepped forward, folded his folding fan in his hand, pointed at Li Li and said loudly: "You must have disguised yourself, You want to use Li Li's name to scare us off, don't you?!"

Disguise? !
All the Banner Masters of Mingjiao Sanren thought it made sense when they heard it.

That's right, with Basiba's martial arts, being severely injured by him, even if he is a sword god, how can he heal so quickly?
"Stinky boy, how dare you play tricks in front of us men, I see that you don't want to live!"

Zhuang Zheng sternly shouted: "I don't have to report my name quickly, maybe I can give you a good time!"

Li Li flicked his sleeves with his fingers, and couldn't help but feel amused. He didn't expect these people to think that he was a fake. It seems that today it is necessary to prove himself.

"I want to see how you can make me unhappy."

Mo Li smiled lightly, and walked towards Song Qingshu.

His pace was not fast, but between his actions, his clothes swayed, which was very charming, as if he had merged with this world, natural and harmonious, which made people subconsciously immerse themselves in it.

Seeing the young man approaching step by step, all the demons present couldn't help backing down again. Could this be true, otherwise how dare they be so sure?

It can never be true!
King Yin Ye had already spent a lot of money to buy the drug boy beside Yan Miaoshou. Thinking of what the drug boy said, Mo Li was in a coma and would not live well for two months, his eyes became fierce!

Since you want to court death, don't blame me!
He winked at Zhuang Zheng.

Zhuang Zheng understood, and swung his heavy mace fiercely into the air. Amidst the sharp whistling sound, a gust of bloody wind rushed towards Li Li viciously, blowing his clothes to rattle!
"Boy, go one step further, I will smash your skull!" Zhuang Zheng shouted coldly.

Li Li ignored him and continued walking forward on his own.

"court death!"

He snorted angrily, and the evil spirit all over his body suddenly surged. During the exercise of strength, the muscles of his arms raised high, and his clothes were stretched tightly. A strong breath burst out from his body, and he Swinging the mace in his hand, he turned into a phantom and threw it towards Li Li. Wherever he passed, all the grass and trees were swept up by the strong wind, it was extremely fierce!

However, the young man in the green shirt acted as if he hadn't seen it, and he didn't dodge or dodge. Faced with this extremely fierce blow, he still stepped forward, as if he didn't have time to react at all!
You are dead!

Zhuang Zheng looked at the indifferent young man, with a ferocious smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he had already seen the bloody appearance of the young man's brains being smashed out!
Under this blow, even a large bluestone can be smashed to pieces!

But at this moment, a hand appeared in front of his eyes, a hand that seemed to have stopped there.

The palm is white and slender, very suitable for holding a sword.

But at this time, there was no sword in that hand.

It bent its fingers and flicked it lightly. The movement was extremely slow, so slow that it seemed to be replayed frame by frame, and it clearly appeared in everyone's eyes, but it happened to be just in front of the mace.

when!
A dull sound sounded, fingers collided with the mace, and the next moment, a horrifying scene appeared.

However, the menacing Zhuang Zheng snorted, and then flew upside down with the man and the stick, smashing several big trees one after another, and then stopped there, and the mace made of fine iron was also A deep depression appeared.

"This……"

In the night, there was a series of gasps.

King Yinye's face froze there, and he looked at Li Li with a look of horror.

Defeated Zhuang Zheng with one finger!

How is this possible? !

The members of the Mingjiao and the Banner Master looked at Zhuang Zheng who was lying on the ground and kept vomiting blood, and couldn't believe what they saw with their own eyes!
This is the leader of the Five Elements Banner. Not only is his martial arts top-notch among first-class masters, but he is also born with supernatural power. Even the best masters can't easily win Zhuang Zheng!

Did he lose so lightly?
Looking at Zhuang Zheng, looking at the young man in the blue shirt with the sword, a great chill rushed into their hearts, making them shudder.

Yes, ordinary people cannot do this, but if he is Li Li, then it is not difficult to do it.

So, that Li Li, who was supposed to be lying on the bed and dying, really appeared here? !
As soon as this thought came up, they were all shrouded in fear all of a sudden.

Mo Li, the sword god Mo Li, was a peerless swordsman who was able to make Yang Xiao's head bright with one sword, and now he is the number one in the world who killed the Living Buddha Basiba, he is still alive? !
Mo Li patted the front of his shirt, smiled and said: "Why, now you believe that I am Li Li?"

If you don't believe me, I will call you to believe me!
With his current martial arts, let alone a first-class master, even a master who has opened up Ren Du's two veins, if he wants to kill him, it's just a matter of three moves and two moves.

Although there were many Demon Cult masters present, in his eyes, they were nothing more than chickens and dogs, vulnerable to a single blow.

Silence, although there are many people in this mountain forest, they are all silent.

No one dared to answer, and no one knew how to answer.

"Junior Brother Mo, it's really you!"

Song Qingshu broke the silence, he said with joy, "You've recovered from your injuries, why did you appear here?"

Although he hadn't escaped yet, once Li Li's identity was confirmed, he still felt extremely at ease even in the cave surrounded by wolves.

As long as there is this junior brother Mo, where in the world is not a smooth road?
Of course, this joy is not only because Li Li appeared to save him, but also because he is happy that the junior who grew up with him is out of danger. He has already lost a master, and it is absolutely unacceptable to lose another Junior brother.

"You set off the fireworks yourself and asked me why I'm here?"

Mo Li asked with a half-smile: "Is it because I appeared at the wrong time and delayed your hero's rescue?"

Zhou Zhiruo's pale jade face couldn't help but a blush appeared, she lowered her head shyly, not daring to meet Li Li's eyes.

Song Qingshu said angrily: "Junior Brother, Junior Sister Zhiruo and I just came out to find medicine together, how can you talk so nonsense?"

"Hey, Junior Sister Zhiruo, I'm still called Miss Zhou." Mo Li smiled even more intensely.

Song Qingshu was speechless for a while, seeing that Zhou Zhiruo lowered his head even more, he took a deep breath and didn't dare to refute.

Seeing the three of them talking there as if no one was around, as if he and the others didn't exist, King Yin Ye felt angry.

What kind of status is he, the number two figure in Mingjiao, wherever he goes, people in the world are all terrified, when did he receive such treatment?
It's just hateful, he is Li Li!

Looking at the young man's face, thinking of all the deeds he had heard or seen about this boy, he was filled with a sense of powerlessness.

He sighed, took a step forward, bowed his hands and saluted, and said respectfully: "Mo Shaoxia, when I meet you today, I will admit defeat, what should I do, you can draw a path."

Hearing the words, the remaining Mingjiao masters all looked at Mo Li expectantly. It was really uncomfortable to face this sword god. From these four words, they were so pressed that they couldn't straighten up, and they were so terrified!
"Admit it?"

Mo Li smiled, turned around and said: "You want to besiege and kill my senior brother and this junior sister Zhou, if I hadn't arrived in time, I'm afraid they would have died already, such a thing, you just said lightly." Do you want to expose it easily when it is planted?"

"Mo Shaoxia, Song Shaoxia and Zhou Nvxia are fine after all, as long as you are willing to spare us, you can ask for any conditions." Yin Yewang said seriously.

Mo Li shook his head, and said in a calm tone: "Blood debts are paid in blood, don't say I didn't give you a chance, so let's do it together."

A seemingly invisible force rose from him, enveloping all the Ming Cult demons present.

Under that aura, everyone has a kind of understanding, as long as they make a move, what awaits them is a thunderous blow!
No one dared to move.

Cold sweat gradually broke out from their foreheads, and the fear in their hearts became more and more intense, almost overwhelming their will to resist!
This process is very tormented and painful. Waiting for death is far more uncomfortable than dying!

Finally, someone couldn't stand it anymore, but Peng Yingyu snarled and said, "Damn it, I will fight with you!"

He was crazily lucky, his expression was crazy, all his internal energy was concentrated on his palms, his monk robe was swollen to a full circle, he raised his palm and moved towards Mo Li Gai, before the force of his palm came, a stench of stench hit his face first , it is the black sand palm that he has practiced hard for decades!
As soon as he made a move, it was like a signal, and the remaining masters of Mingjiao couldn't hold back any longer, and each used their unique skills in their lives, raised all kinds of weapons, and headed towards Li Li to kill him!
More than a dozen first-class masters of Mingjiao, including King Yin Ye, attacked together, and the violent vigor had already overturned the land within a radius of tens of feet. Block all the space for Mo Li to move and dodge!

Although they were hiding behind Mo Li, Zhou Zhiruo and Song Qingshu still felt the strong pressure brought by that majestic force. Under that kind of force, the two of them couldn't resist at all, even if it was as strong as Song Qingshu asked himself if he used Tai Chi swordsmanship, he might not be able to block one blow!
Fortunately, he didn't need to resist. Although he didn't know how to break this dangerous situation, he knew that the man in front of him would definitely break this dangerous situation easily.

Under the moonlight, a flash of sword light suddenly appeared on the ferocious faces of the masters of the Demon Cult.

It was a black and red mixed and mottled sword light, brilliant like a fright, but extremely condensed and pure, bright enough to fill the sky, filling the sky and the earth, even the bright moon in the sky was covered by the brilliance of this sword light.

Zheng!
The sound of the long sword returning to its sheath sounded, and in the dark night, the light of the sword disappeared without a trace, and at the same place, the terrifying aura that oppressed people's hearts like mountains and seas also disappeared without a trace.

Song Qingshu and Zhou Zhiruo still had the half-astonishment of the sword light in their pupils, and their faces were full of horror and inexplicable color.

Plop, plop, plop...

The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground could be heard endlessly, but it was all the monsters of the Ming Cult who rushed over just now, including King Yinye, and none of them was spared. There was a deep bone-deep sword mark between their eyebrows.

One sword, only one sword!
Even if they had known Mo Li's martial arts and knew that Mo Li would win, Song Qingshu and Zhou Zhiruo couldn't help but feel horrified. This is the vast majority of Ming Cult's first-rate masters. Even if Li Li made a few more strikes, they would not have such expressions!
Song Qingshu felt his throat was dry, swallowed his saliva subconsciously, and said: "It seems that your injury, Junior Brother, is really healed."

Mo Li shook his head and said, "According to Dr. Yan, I only have three years to live."

three years? !
Song Qingshu's heart tightened, why are there only three years left?

"Let's go."

Li Li made a sound, interrupting the question he wanted to ask, turned around and walked towards the distance.

go?
"Where to go?"

Song Qingshu asked subconsciously.

Mo Li smiled, looked up towards the direction of Chang'an City, and said, "I'm going to look for the White-browed Eagle King."

"His sons and congregation are all gone. Wouldn't it be lonely to leave him alone in this world?"

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(End of this chapter)