White-Robed Chief

Zheng Ze shook his head and refused.

Zheng Yuwan said it was okay, Zheng Yuwan said so, Zheng Ze was extraordinarily awkward. Zheng Yuwan thought that he was better than Chuli, let him be awkward. He would rather heal his wounds and he would not be helped by Chuli.

Chu Li knew that it would be unhelpful to say more. The men in Love.net were particularly sensitive. The more he said to help, the more sensitive he refused.

"Well ..., okay." Zheng Shoufang said helplessly: "Then Zheng Xian can only come by himself, don't worry."

He said don't worry, but an anxious look.

He knew very well about the power of the Blood Gods, and they were able to follow them overnight, and they would surely catch up today. By then there would be a fierce battle, and the lives of his father and daughter might not be able to be saved.

He glanced at his daughter, sighed in sigh, and with the man he liked, he never walked away in the world.

Chu Li felt the magic bead, still asleep, no sign of waking up, I do not know when to wake up.

Without the Tianmuzhu, his strength is weakened, and the pursuit of blood gods is also a bit less confident. Blood gods are one of the eight major gates, and their strength must be amazing.

"I made a mistake!" Zheng Ze sighed. "It was a waste of internal training."

He always felt that what Wuji watched to spread the world was swordsmanship. Wuji swordsmanship was exquisite and exquisite. The world was rare, but Wuji's mind method was not the best. Therefore, his mind was devoted to swordsmanship.

After going down the mountain, he didn't meet his opponent under the sword, so he felt that he was practicing right.

Today he suffered from this blood jade palm. He understood it and practiced himself. The internal force and swordsmanship cannot be discarded. Even if the swordsmanship is refined, it cannot be guaranteed not to be beaten. Once beaten, internal force is the key.

Chu Li frowned suddenly, "Come here!"

He Dayuan Jingzhi saw four middle-aged men fluttering, knowing that they were masters of the blood gods through their internal forces.

These four masters are not inferior to Zhu Xing, and any one is better than Zheng Ze.

Zheng Ze hugged his fists: "Brother Lau Du!"

Chu Li nodded: "Just give it to me, Zheng Lao and Girl Zheng, you should stay beside Brother Zheng, and Brother Zheng should give a sword at a critical time."

Zheng Ze's internal strength is not top-notch, but the sword skill is absolutely excellent. The sword skill can be used for a while, enough to come by himself.

"Understand!" Zheng Shoufang nodded.

"Hey ..." A sneer sounded, and four middle-aged men in black clothes appeared fluttering and fell to them.

Chu Li stood by the sword, stood in front of them, and said lightly, "Who are you?"

"Did you kill Brother Zhu?" A middle-aged man with a square face said in a deep voice: "Good knife!"

Chu Li said: "Zhu Xing **** it, you want to avenge him?"

"Your kid is here!" The four of them flew to Chuli without hesitation, ignoring Zheng Ze and Zheng's father and daughter.

Chu Li sighed secretly, but unfortunately Tianmu Zhu was sleeping and could not devour their blood, which was really a waste.

The return of Vientiane and Dayuan Jingzhi flowed at the same time, with the strongest martial arts as the target.

All four hit him with blood and jade palms.

After I was hit, I did n’t have time to rejoice. Suddenly, I found that it was empty and only a shadow was hit. Chu Li appeared behind a middle-aged man. The sword flashed. Soaring into the sky.

"Brothers!" The three exclaimed.

They were unprepared, thinking that the four-man joint attack was worthy of Chu Li, and never thought that Chu Li could escape the four-man joint attack.

Chu Li slaps his palm on the backs of the brothers and hits the **** heart. Tianmozhu has no response.

"Kill-- ?!" The three were thin at the same time, running the secret method, their eyes shot red light, and rushed towards Chu Li like a ghost, twice as fast.

Chu Li flashed away and appeared in the distance.

The three pursued in anger.

Chu Li's great circle mirror wisdom and Vientiane Guizong have been circulating, looking for their flaws.

His body kept flashing, and the three of them followed.

"Oh!" A first stage flew up again, and the blood pillar followed the sky.

"Brother Lu!" The other two roared and hissed: "Ah-!"

Chu Li flashed away again, another knife flashed, and another first stage flew up.

The more angry they were, the greater their flaws. Chu Li's Vientiane Guizong played an amazing power at this time. He expected the enemy to be ahead of him. In addition, his sword and body skills made them too late to react.

The only remaining middle-aged man turned around and walked away, as fast as electricity.

Chu Li hummed, his body flashed, and he appeared behind him.

He was about to swing out, and retreated sharply, flashing out ten feet away.

"Bang!" The middle-aged man blew a blood mist around him, shrouding Xiangli.

Chu Li displayed the magic foot power, otherwise this blood mist could not be avoided.

The blood mist fell slowly, and the person had disappeared.

Not only people disappear, everything within the blood mist envelope disappears, trees, weeds and stones disappear. The only thing left is a large pool of blood on the ground, exuding a faint strange aroma.

Zheng Ze's face changed slightly: "Hydrolysis!"

Zheng Shoufang also changed his face and nodded slowly.

Zheng Yuwanming's eyes flickered, staring at him curiously: "Brother Zheng, what is the secretion of blood?"

"The whole body's essence and blood turns into the blood mist of yin to poison, forming a powerful destructive force. Anyone who touches this blood mist ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ will be decomposed into essence blood, and there is no reason to survive!" Shen said.

He yelled, "Did you have this **** mist, Du?"

Chu Li smiled and shook his head: "Fortunately, I retreated quickly, and barely avoided."

"Thank goodness!" Zheng Zeshu breathed out, "Brother Du, you are so fatal!"

Chu Li nodded: "This blood mist is trembling and scary. It is called Hemorrhage?"

"Blood gods are the most horrifying secrets." Zheng Ze said: "Jade and burnt are invincible."

Chu Li nodded slowly, knowing that the person had just disappeared because the whole body had turned into a blood mist, it was fierce enough to be poisonous, if it was really defenseless, if it was not his keen intuition, he might be killed later.

He glanced at the three corpses and again regretted it.

The magic beads of the three have not been able to wake up yet, and the blood hearts of these three people have been wasted again, otherwise the blood hearts of the four people will be swallowed, and the magic of heaven magic will be one step further.

He sighed: "Brother Zheng, Lao Zheng, Girl Zheng, let's separate here."

"Brother Du, why is this?" Zheng Ze frowned.

Zheng Shoufang said: "Nephew Du Xian is afraid that we will be involved?"

Chu Li Road said: "I killed their five masters in one go. The blood gods will never give up, they will just stare at me and ignore you for the time being."

Zheng Shoufang sighed: "The blood gods will definitely retaliate madly. Although Du Xian nephew your martial arts is strong, I'm afraid that a good man can't hold up more people."

"Because of this!" Zheng Ze said disapprovingly, "There is a master of the blood gods, and I am not a master of the Promise? Brother Du, rest assured, my brother, they are coming soon!"

Chu Lidao said, "It's uneasy to be involved in your precious opinion because of me."

"Originally because of me, how did you get us involved?" Zheng Ze said angrily: "Relax, my brother will come after a day, when we will be killed by the blood gods, or we will kill them they!"