Chapter 642 I'll Let You Do Three Moves First

The monk also knew that he was outmatched. His eyes were full of determination, and he had a strong intention to fight Zhou Yuanshang.

For him now, he can only have a chance by working hard.

With his inner strength bursting out, he raised his already tattered hands and charged towards Zhou Yuanshang again.

"court death!"

Zhou Yuanshang sneered. The gap in strength could not be made up by hard work. He had killed countless people in the past and came out of the pile of dead people. How could he be afraid of the monk.

His figure was like a ghost, killing the monk, both of them carrying terrifying internal energy fluctuations.

However, at this moment, Zhou Yuanshang's figure suddenly flew backwards, much faster than when he rushed over, and the spear also fell to the ground.

"Bang!"

Zhou Yuanshang's figure hit the ground again and returned to the original team. A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth. The severe pain made his face look ferocious, and his chest was partially collapsed.

In other words, the martial arts master's vitality was so strong that this blow did not kill Zhou Yuanshang, but only seriously injured him.

The sudden change stunned everyone, and their eyes were full of horror.

What's going on?

Even the monk was dumbfounded.

"who!"

Zhou Yuanshang couldn't help but roar, but the injury on his chest caused a mouthful of blood to spurt out from his mouth again, and the blood on his chest continued to seep out.

He looked in the direction of the Li family with some fear in his eyes.

I don't know when, there was a young man standing at the door of Li's house. He was as handsome as jade, with an indifferent expression and a faint aura of a superior person.

Zhou Yuanshang's pupils suddenly shrank, and his face was filled with horror.

"You are... a monk!"

Zhou Yuanshang also thought about whether there would be monks in the Li family to help, but he felt that the possibility was too low. How could the Li family let the monks help.

This possibility was later eliminated.

I didn't expect this to be the case.

The Li family really had monks to help, which meant that it was not the monk in front of him who killed his son, but the monk from the Li family.

Damn it, how is this possible!

"It's so noisy."

Su Chen's figure slowly walked away from the shadows. He looked at Zhou Yuanshang impatiently: "I killed your son. Why are you making such a fuss at night?"

There was a faint sense of coercion on him, which was different from that of martial arts cultivators. It was a sense of oppression that overridden his internal strength.

The expressions of the other guards in the City Lord's Mansion changed drastically, and their faces were full of fear. For them, the monk was a being that they could only look up to, so how could they not be afraid?

"It's over! Why did we provoke the monks?"

"Even the city lord is no match for us, so we won't all die, right?"

"How come there are monks behind the Li family? They are all young city lords. If he hadn't provoked the monks, we wouldn't have caused trouble to the Li family."

Many of the guards looked frightened and out of control. Naturally, they completely ignored Zhou Yuanshang next to them and complained directly to Zhou Bi.

"Shut up!"

Zhou Yuanshang roared angrily at a group of people. His accumulated power over the years made a group of guards immediately afraid to say anything.

"What about monks? If you take care of the affairs of my city lord's palace and kill my son, I will make you pay the price." Zhou Yuanshang's voice was cold, as if he had some trump cards.

He endured the severe pain in his body and then stood up with difficulty. His eyes when he looked at Su Chen were filled with resentment.

The hatred of killing a son is irreconcilable.

Su Chen said calmly: "So what other trump cards do you have? Why don't you take them out together and let me see them."

He looked at Zhou Yuanshang with a somewhat playful look, as if he were looking at a toy, an ant.

Zhou Yuanshang's expression was extremely ugly, and this look made him feel humiliated.

He took a deep breath, then cupped his hands in the direction of the City Lord's Mansion and said:

"Mr. Qi, this person is also a monk. I am not my opponent, so I can only ask for your help."

Mr. Qi serves as an offering to the City Lord's Mansion, and every year the City Lord's Mansion pays a large price to support him. Mr. Qi will only help when he encounters a dilemma that Zhou Yuan cannot solve.

Mr. Qi?

Just after Zhou Yuanshang finished speaking, a figure seemed to appear on the roof out of thin air. His long clothes were fluttering, like a relegated immortal from the world, full of mysterious and powerful colors.

The pressure released in his body far exceeded that of a martial artist. Even Zhou Yuanshang, a martial arts master, felt extremely insignificant in his eyes.

He swallowed, with a look in his eyes.

Is this a monk?

Mr. Qi glanced at Zhou Yuanshang, disdain flashed deep in his eyes.

Martial arts is martial arts, it is too weak.

"City Lord Zhou, you should understand the price of letting me take action, right?"

Zhou Yuanshang's expression changed greatly. Just to worship Mr. Qi, he would need to give countless wealth every year. If he took action once, he would need to give more. But after thinking about it, as long as he could kill Su Chen, it would be all worth it.

Zhou Yuanshang gritted his teeth, nodded and said, "I understand, as long as Mr. Qi helps kill this person, the City Lord's Palace will meet your previous conditions."

Mr. Qi nodded with satisfaction, and then he looked at Su Chen, his eyes slightly narrowed, as if he was sure of victory.

He is not in the ordinary Qi training period, but at the eighth level of Qi training. He is a strong person throughout the Qi training period.

The coercion on Su Chen's body was not strong, and there was no spiritual energy surrounding him. He was probably a monk who had just broken through the Qi refining process.

"Boy, you are unlucky. You are unlucky to meet me."

Mr. Qi was calm and composed. He raised his hand and a long sword appeared out of thin air. His power suddenly rose and became extremely terrifying. He was not at the same level as the martial arts master.

The two can be said to be worlds apart.

The martial arts master is the strongest among mortals, but even so, the weakest Qi training cultivator can easily defeat the martial arts master. The physical speed of the cultivator who can successfully train Qi has reached a level that mortals can hardly match.

Even if some martial arts masters with outstanding talents can defeat the cultivators who have just trained Qi, they are only a minority after all.

What's more, Mr. Qi is at the eighth level of Qi training, which is not at the same level as those who have just trained Qi.

"It's been a long time since I fought with a monk. Boy, I'll give you the chance to attack first. If you can force me to draw my sword in three moves, I'll leave you with an intact body today."

Mr. Qi was very arrogant, his eyes full of confidence, and he didn't take Su Chen seriously at all.

Su Chen looked at him deeply, to be honest, he didn't know what to say.

How much contempt does this have to do?

Does he not regard himself as a human being at all?

It's really unbearable.

"Okay."

Su Chen showed a pure smile on his face, and he raised his hand slightly towards Mr. Qi.

The next moment, the terrifying power burst out instantly, and Mr. Qi was stunned. He didn't have time to react and was blown away directly. The violent explosion sounded, and deep gullies appeared on the streets.

Mr. Qi was covered in blood, with broken wounds all over his body, and several teeth had fallen out. He didn't have the calm demeanor he had before, and he was extremely embarrassed, just like an old dog on the verge of death.

He raised his head tremblingly, his eyes full of solemnity and horror.

"You...you are not a Qi-refining cultivator at all!"

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