Just as Li Chen frowned and thought, Gong Huiyu had already fought with Jue'an.

Once the two fought, the heights were immediately distinguished.

Although Gong Huiyu could block Juean, he could only barely block it.

Every time Jue'an takes action in an understatement, Gong Huiyu has to deal with it with all his strength.

In just a few rounds, Gong Huiyu was already injured.

She floated on the ground, spread her arms, and flew several meters behind her body.

Li Chen could see that Gong Huiyu's veil was covered with blood.

And just as soon as he stopped, Gong Huiyu was about to rush forward again.

"Don't go."

This time, Li Chen stopped Gong Huiyu.

"I can hold on for thirty breaths!" Gong Huiyu said stubbornly.

"What's the point?"

Li Chen asked, "If it were three hours, I could still run, and if I had thirty breaths, I couldn't run, forget it."

"You go."

Gong Huiyu did not move.

She just stood there and looked at Li Chen coldly, her eyes as cold as the ice on the iceberg.

"I said that I will resist thirty breaths for you." Gong Huiyu was extremely stubborn.

"I said it too, no need."

Li Chen no longer cared about Gong Huiyu. He turned to face Juean, spread his hands and said, "You really would rather fight for the inheritance of Buddhism than kill me?"

Juean replied calmly: "Buddhist will not destroy the inheritance."

Li Chen sneered: "That's the master behind you. Are you sure to stabilize the world after killing me?"

"Who is it? King Wen? King Ning? Or Zhao Xuanji?"

Jue'an did not answer, but just said: "The grudges in the world are the only things in my eyes, and there are no kings and princes."

"You don't have to delay time anymore, I have decided."

Jue'an's attitude made Li Chen feel very difficult.

This old monk is really as stable as an old dog.

With the confidence to win, there is no problem with the villain, and I won’t say a word of nonsense.

Seeing that Juean was about to take action, Gong Huiyu tried his best to fight to the death.

And at this time, a laugh came from the sky.

"Master Dao, I know that you, the old bald donkey, don't hide water in your stomach. As expected, you are doing something to kill people and rob people in this dark place."

The sound came and everyone looked into the distance.

A middle-aged Taoist, wearing a loose Taoist robe, looks like a liar in the world, leading a cute little girl, coming from afar.

When Jue'an saw this middle-aged Taoist who was not very handsome, his expression changed for the first time.

He just frowned slightly, but his eyes were clearly bored and impatient.

There is also a slight fear.

Just glanced at the Taoist man, Jue'an raised his hand and grabbed Li Chen.

This time, Jue'an took all his strength.

Obviously, I didn't want to cause trouble, and the Taoist priest made a good deal.

Gong Huiyu wanted to stop him, but he didn't stop him for even a second and was directly injured by Qi Jin.

At the critical moment, Li Chen didn't care about Jue'an, nor did he care about the attack that would take his life away immediately. He just stared at the irreconcilable middle-aged Taoist priest.

He knew that his life was all about this Taoist priest.

Sure enough, the Taoist priest lazily reached out his hand and held the peach wood sword on his waist that was inconspicuous and would definitely be ignored by everyone.

The moment he held the hilt of the sword, the temperament of the middle-aged Taoist priest changed drastically.

He was still as scammer as a gangster in the past second.

But the next second, his body was full of energy, like a magic sword that was unsheathed.

A stream of indescribable Taoist rhyme spread from him. The moment he drew his sword, everything disappeared between heaven and earth, leaving only a piece of light.

A dazzling sword light.
Chapter completed!