Martial Arts Crossover: I am the strongest demonic monk of Tianlong Temple

Several incredibly refined finger strikes shot out from the air, moving at unimaginable speed and striking the vital points on Granny Rui and the others with perfect accuracy!

"puff--!"

Those men were struck as if by lightning, spitting out a mouthful of blood, their faces turning deathly pale instantly.

His internal energy instantly dissipated, and even his breathing became extremely chaotic, clearly indicating that he had suffered a serious internal injury.

The eyes of each person were filled with horror!

Chen Mo withdrew his finger, his tone calm, "This time, I'll give you a small punishment, crippling thirty percent of your strength as a warning."

"If they dare to do it again, abusing their power and indiscriminately harming innocent people..."

His gaze swept over everyone, and although he didn't finish speaking, his chilling killing intent made everyone feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

Grandma Rui endured the pain, her previous arrogance completely gone.

She struggled to bow, her voice trembling as she said, "Thank you so much, Master... for sparing my life!"

"We...we would never dare to do it again!"

Granny Ping and the other servants all lowered their heads, begging for forgiveness, and dared not utter any more outrageous words.

"Get out!"

Chen Mo waved.

The people of Mantuo Manor felt as if they had been granted a pardon and dared not linger for even a moment longer.

Supporting each other, they fled in a disheveled state towards the edge of the valley, not daring to look back.

In the blink of an eye, the valley that was just now filled with shouts of fighting and killing was now only occupied by Chen Mo and the woman in black.

Despite her injuries, the woman in black stepped forward and said, "Thank you so much for saving my life!"

Although his voice was slightly weak due to his injuries, it still carried a unique coolness.

Chen Mo clasped his hands together and said calmly, "Okay, I understand."

"Since you are alright now, I will take my leave first. Until we meet again."

As he spoke, he turned to leave.

"Wait, my benefactor, I..."

Seeing this, the woman in black became anxious and wanted to say something more.

As soon as she opened her mouth, she felt dizzy and her vision went black.

His body went limp, and before he could even cry out, he fell straight forward, crashing heavily to the ground and immediately losing consciousness.

Hearing the noise behind him, Chen Mo paused, then turned around helplessly.

Looking at the woman in black who had fallen into a coma, he shook his head and muttered to himself, "What a nuisance!"

"Never mind, as Buddha said: Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda."

He moved swiftly and arrived beside the woman in black.

The blood flowing from the wounds on her shoulders, arms, and legs had turned a dark black and carried a sweet, fishy smell, indicating that the opponent's weapon was coated with a deadly poison.

The arduous journey of fleeing further aggravated his injuries, and the deadly poison attacked his heart.

At this moment, the woman in black was breathing weakly, and her life force was constantly draining away.

It must have been through sheer willpower that I didn't collapse earlier.

Now that the enemy has retreated, his mind has relaxed, and he finally couldn't hold on any longer, collapsing to the ground and falling unconscious.

"Fortunately, I was able to find you."

Chen Mo remained expressionless, his left hand forming a finger, and the Nirvana True Qi within his body surged forth.

"Chuck! Chuck! Chuck!"

He moved with lightning speed, his fingertips glowing faintly with gold, quickly pressing on several acupoints around the black-clad woman's wound.

The wound, which was originally gushing blood, was instantly stopped by the force of the One-Finger Divine Skill.

This Yang Finger technique is a unique skill of the Duan family of Dali. It can be used to defend against enemies and also to heal wounds and save lives.

It can mobilize the pure Yang energy within a cultivator's body and merge it into a single finger.

It can provide pure Yang energy to the injured person, injecting it into their body, stimulating their vitality, and helping them recover from their injuries quickly.

Emperor Duan Zhixing of the Southern Dynasty in The Return of the Condor Heroes is also known as Master Yideng.

He once used his One-Finger Divine Skill to help Huang Rong, who was seriously injured by Iron Palm, heal her internal injuries.

It can be seen that the healing ability of the One-Finger Divine Skill is indeed extraordinary.

After stopping the bleeding, Chen Mo did not stop.

He channeled the Nirvana True Qi within his body, which contained immense life force, into the woman in black.

boom!!

This Nirvana energy is pure and vast, and also carries a trace of the ever-renewing essence of Nirvana.

Wherever it passed, it was like a spring breeze and gentle rain, nourishing her damaged meridians and internal organs.

The original deadly poison was quickly disintegrated and melted away in the face of this Nirvana True Qi, which contained the ultimate vitality!

"puff!"

At that moment, the stagnant blood in his internal organs was forced out in one gulp.

The black veil covering her face also flew off and landed not far away.

Suddenly, a stunningly beautiful face, cold as ice, appeared before Chen Mo.

A sense of amazement flashed through his mind.

Like the clear glow of a new moon, like snow piled on flowering trees, she was exceptionally beautiful, only her complexion was too pale.

It must be because the woman in black had been wearing a black veil for a long time.

Her cherry-like mouth was delicate and well-proportioned, with thin lips and a very pale color, which were slightly pursed due to pain.

Her skin was fair and delicate, and seemed to glow softly in the sunlight filtering through the trees.

After Chen Mo calmed himself down, he suddenly smelled a fragrance that was neither like orchids nor like musk.

Although the aroma is not very strong, it is subtle, deep, and lingering, making it extremely unique.

This is simply a scourge to the country and its people!

He had seen Li Qiushui's jade statue before, but the woman in black before him was no less impressive.

broken!

In a flash, a brilliant idea struck Chen Mo, and many clues instantly connected.

They were being hunted down by the people of Mantuo Manor.

Dressed in all black, face veiled in black, with an unparalleled beauty...

Damn it!

Isn't this just like Mu Wanqing from Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils, who is tough on the outside but soft on the inside, innocent and carefree, and has a clear sense of love and hate?!

According to the original novel, Mu Wanqing once made a solemn vow that she would marry the first man who saw her true face if she did not kill him.

Thinking about this, Chen Mo suddenly felt a headache coming on. Saving someone had turned into a huge problem!

"No, we have to think of a way..."

His gaze swept across the scene and landed on the black veil lying to the side.

An idea suddenly popped into my head.

If we take the veil back before Mu Wanqing wakes up and pretend nothing happened, wouldn't that solve the problem?

That's right, just like that.

Chen Mo reached out with his left hand and grabbed the veil that had fallen to the ground, which flew into his hand.

At the same time, the veil was re-tied back onto Mu Wanqing's face, and the angle of the veil was carefully adjusted to ensure that it was similar to the angle before she lost consciousness.

After doing all this, he finally breathed a long sigh of relief, thinking to himself, "Now, she shouldn't find out that I've seen her face, right?"

Chapter 41 If you don't marry me, I'll die!

Moon stars are rare.

Mu Wanqing slowly woke up, opening her beautiful eyes that were like stars.

"This, this!"

To her surprise, she discovered that her injuries had almost completely healed.

To be honest, no one knows her injuries better than she does.

Even if you're lucky enough to survive, you'll definitely suffer long-term consequences.

But now, she feels an unprecedented sense of ease.

Even the hidden injuries left from previous martial arts training seemed to have disappeared.

He was currently leaning against a large tree, wearing a simple monk's robe that exuded a faint, reassuring aura.

She looked up and saw the person who had saved her sitting not far away, eyes slightly closed, meditating and cultivating.

The moonlight shone on him, as if coating him with a layer of radiance, making him appear even more dignified and extraordinary.

"He saved me and healed my wounds..."

A warm feeling swept through Mu Wanqing's heart, but she was immediately startled and subconsciously raised her hand to touch her cheek.

Her fingertips touched the familiar black veil fabric, and she felt a sense of relief. "Thank goodness, the veil is still there..."

But for some reason, while feeling fortunate, I also felt a sense of inexplicable loss.

Huh?

wrong!