White-Robed Chief

Chu Li nodded and said: "It seems that you are planning for a long time, do you want to deal with the Holy Religion?"

"Good." The fat old man laughed.

His five-finger movement is like stroking the piano. The stubby fingers have a sense of elegance. The five-finger fingers are all powerful and astounding. It is dangerous to touch them.

Chu Li has not previously taught the blood gods, the blood gods, because it is not something that can be cultivated by ordinary people, and the blood clothing can only be practiced until the eighth floor.

These six people are the top masters of the blood gods. The blood **** fingers are amazing in power. Looking at his large round mirror, each finger is red and scorching like a flame, red.

"The Holy Religion did not offend you, did you?" Chu Li shouted while avoiding.

"Haha ..." All six laughed.

Chu Li hummed, "What a ridiculous thing!"

"I am so innocent as a child!" The fat old man laughed. "Do you think we can only start if we offend us?"

Chu Lidao said: "It can't always be anyone you want to deal with, whatever you want, is there no reason?"

"Of course, we have a reason!" The chubby old man grinned. "But this reason is not because of grudges, but because of your interests. You have a grudge against Guanxing Pavilion, and your strength is strong enough to make them very hurt."

"Just because we're strong enough, we have to deal with us?" Chu Li once again avoided dozens of fingers and yelled coldly.

"Haha ... yes!" The chubby old man laughed and nodded.

Chu Li's face grew more and more gloomy, sneer: "Good blood god, really unscrupulous!"

"Do you think that the Holy Ghosts of the Holy Light are leading the way, and they can compare with our eight masters?" The chubby old man shook his head and said, "You kid is really naive!"

Chu Li sneered: "Our bright religion is no worse than your blood god!"

When he first joined the Holy Light, he thought of killing people with swords and letting others destroy or destroy the Holy Light. But now he slowly changed his mind. Things changed with time, and he had a greater ambition. He wanted to conquer the Light .

Because faintly regards the Holy Religion as his own personal thing, it is a bit annoying to hear others look down on it.

"Haha, the little bright sacred religion wants to compare with our deity?" The round-faced old man smiled wilder, as if he heard something funny, shook his head: "I really don't know the heights!"

Chu Li suddenly drank; "Oh!"

The movements of the six people followed for a while. They did not expect that Chu Lihui would perform the technique of sound killing. The five internal organs and six concubines seemed to roll over, and their blood stagnated.

Chu Li flashed in front of the old man with a round face, taking advantage of his effort, his fist was firmly printed on his chest.

"Bang!" If the round-faced old man was hit by a giant tree, he flew out in a straight line, hit two pine trees, and was blocked by a third pine tree.

"Oh!" The round-faced old man was embedded in the third pine half-waist, and opened his mouth with a mist of blood.

"Ah-!" The other five veterans yelled at Chu Li.

They thought it would be easy to kill Chuli, but they almost turned the crew in the gutter!

Chu Li has shot ten feet away, out of the range of finger strength, and sneered: "Blood gods can only do that!"

The old man with a round face flushed as if drunk, twisted his shoulders and body, lifted off like a flying snake, broke the pine tree and shot at Chu Li. The speed was two minutes faster than before the injury. Palm shot.

His right palm is crystal clear and moist, with a faint glow, like a piece of white jade with a thin layer of rouge, beautiful and charming, letting people stare involuntarily.

"Blood Eater's Palm!" Chu Li snorted softly, and showed no fist.

"Bang!" The two fists crossed, making a strange muffled sound.

Chu Li only felt that strange power penetrated into the body like a mist. His whole body seemed to want to boil, but he was immediately calmed down. His daily life kept him solid like a rock, unaffected by foreign objects.

The old man with a round face frowned and looked at him, and once again patted it, still palm like rouge and rouge, delicate and blurred.

Chu Li met again.

"Bang bang bang ......" The two faced a dozen palms in a row, Chu Chu face did not change color, but the old man with a round face became increasingly red, like Tu Dan.

Chu Li grinned and said, "Blood Eater is like this!"

The other five old men have been around for a long time, originally looking to be lively, wanting to see Chu Li become a skeleton under the hand of Blood Eater, and the flesh is sold out. I did not expect that Chu Li was so embarrassing that Blood Eater Palm was invalid .

Chu Li said, "What else can you do about blood gods, just use them!"

The round-faced old man gritted his teeth and took a blood sacrifice palm. When Chu left his fist, he suddenly closed his palm.

"Bang!" In a strange muffled sound, the round-faced old man took a firm slap, instead of retreating, he turned into a shadow and hit Chu Li.

"Bang!" Chu Li was hit and flew straight out, and his body was so full of blood that he couldn't help but want to break away from his control.

Chu Li's hands formed a handprint, and he drank a snorting sound, and his whole body calmed down again.

He floated lightly to the top of a tree and shook his head and laughed, "But that's all, goodbye!"

The treetops trembled, and he had turned into a shadow and shot into the distance.

"Chasing!" Six old men chased their heads.

Chu Li is getting faster and faster, acting like a royal wind. He has replaced Tianxinjue to urge light power, which is 20% faster. After a while, the distance between him and the six old men is widened.

He flew a hundred miles away at a stretch, then changed to a bright light, slowed down, then looked up and frowned at the treetop in front of him.

Li Xinghe is standing on the treetops. A blue shirt flutters like a jade tree standing against the wind.

"Brother Zhao, congratulations!" Li Xinghe smiled and clenched his fists: "I can get away from the six of them, and I really have some skills!"

Chu Li's face darkened: "Are you deliberately using a knife to kill someone?"

"I'm sure you can get away from them." Li Xinghe shook his head and smiled. "Every old fellow of the Blood Gods is ruthless, remind you, be careful of their blood **** disintegration."

Chu Lidao said, "What martial arts did you use earlier?"

"That's our unique secret technique ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Star Wars." Li Xinghe said: "You don't have to look forward to it, it is impossible to learn."

Chu Lidao said: "Douzhuanxingxingzhuan, is supernatural power?"

"What is the magic foot!" Li Xinghe disdainfully said: "How many people can practice the magic foot in the world? Without the luck of the sky, it is impossible to do it, our Star Wars is different."

Chu Lidao said, "You have a haunting soul, what are you doing?"

"It's a good thing." Li Xinghe said.

Chu Li looked at him silently.

Li Xinghe smiled, "How about the two cases?"

"Cooperation?" Chu Li frowned. "Tackling the blood gods?"

"That's right." Li Xinghe said with a smile on his palm. "I like to talk to smart people the best. It's easy to understand. How does the Star Watch Pavilion and the Holy Ghosts join forces?" (To be continued.)