White-Robed Chief

The monk of Yuankong showed a smile, and He Shixuan said a Buddhist slogan: "Nanwu Amitabha-!"

The Buddha's name has not been recited, and a palm has been launched. ┡Ω 『┡ 小 Δ』 said ┡

Chu Li's blood vibrated violently, and the sound of the Buddha's name sounded like a thunder in his ear. One thunder and one thunder blew him up, and he couldn't control himself. It turned out to be a secret technique similar to the roar of a lion.

Chu Li is also familiar with such secret techniques, but did not expect that this seemingly rigid monk of marginal emptiness actually used such a method, Xu Mi palm as a cover, and the sound of a slam in the west attacked with a lion roar.

"Bang!" He just turned around and regained his vitality. The big fan-like hand has been shot to the chest. He shot back sharply, broke the wall and fell to another yard.

The aura of spirits came in all directions, and the Jizo Scroll was resolutely destined to transform its palm strength, but this palm force was overbearing, but the Jizo Scroll could not be transformed. It could only be allowed to run rampantly and constantly hurt the five internal organs. Six 腑.

Chu Li took a deep breath and turned to the Demon Spirit Eater.

This pure palm strength was immediately swallowed up, and the great light formula was immediately restored. Tianmogong and big light formula were switched easily and freely.

Yuan Kong monk frowned and looked at Chu Li.

As a disciple of the Buddhist monk, he was very sensitive to the magic of heavenly magic. Chu Li only exerted the magic of heavenly magic for a while. The monk of Yuankong had a sense of induction, but he could not conclude that he would use the magic of heavenly magic.

Chu Li took a deep breath and wiped off the blood Shen channel of the corner of his mouth: "People can't look like each other, it's a fate!"

The big bright **** fist came out from a distance, one punch followed the other, forming a dense fist, and each shadow was a punch.

The two were more than ten steps away, and the boxing strength was not damaged. The monk of Yuan Kong was greeted by Shen Su, and his palm was flatly pushed out, and several punches were scattered. Subsequently, Xu Mizhang could not perform it. Ordinary welcome.

Chu Li has learned his details, Xu Mi palm is powerful and cannot be restrained, but he needs to accumulate a blow. Chu Li does not let him accumulate power, Xu Mi palm has been suppressed, the ordinary palm cannot be repelled. Chu Li.

The two punched out one after the other, and the sound of "bang" was endless, and more than a hundred punches were thrown in one breath.

Chu Li is very strong, the internal force seems to be endless, even if he is injured, he is not affected at all, Yuan Kong's internal force is thick and pure, but without Xu Mi Palm, he can't kill in one shot, but there is no way to get Chu Li.

The fist came to welcome, and the fist came to welcome. The two have been going for nearly a thousand strokes. The monk of Yuan Kong has a pale face and poor internal strength. He originally felt that he was deeply cultivated and could consume Chu Li. As a result, Chu Li was still red. On the contrary, the more he fights, the more he loses his energy and cannot support him anymore.

He shook his head, turned and walked away, and a shadow disappeared into the distance.

Chu Li didn't catch up, Ansao breathed a sigh of relief.

Yuan Kong is the top master of their generation. Since they have not been able to overwhelm themselves, the Zhuanlun Temple is afraid that it will not cause any storms in a short time, and their skills are not as good as others. They may send masters who are more than 100 years old to assassinate themselves.

But he determined that Zhuanlun Temple did not dare to take this risk.

Once they dare to send their masters for more than a century to assassinate themselves, the Holy Ghosts will retaliate. Once they use masters for more than a century, they will hurt their vitality and the risks are great.

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When Chu Li woke up from the couch, he was already empty, without the gentle and delicate Xiao Qi. He lazily got up and leaned on the bedside, and was not in a hurry to practice. This time, he was tense in Luoqiu City. With Zhuanlun Temple, I can finally relax now.

He is good at reconciling, his heart is like a string, and he can't be tense all the time. He has a sense of relaxation. Last night, he was so refreshing and refreshed that he couldn't get up.

Footsteps suddenly sounded, and Su Ru's voice sounded outside: "Chu Li, someone came to you."

Chu Liyi: "Who is this?"

"Jian Yuezong disciple," Su Ru said.

Chu Lidao said: "A disciple of Jianyuezong came to me?"

He got up and pushed the door and went out. Su Ru, wearing an apricot and yellow shirt, was standing outside the door.

Chu Li said: "I'm going to see you and make you angry?"

"Extremely proud!" Su Ru hummed.

Chu Li smiled: "The disciples of Jianyue Zong, it is inevitable."

He strode to the hall of the palace, and saw a young man in a purple dress sitting in a teacher's chair in the hall. He looked mediocre, stood in the crowd unobtrusively, and drank tea carelessly.

When he heard the footsteps, he turned to look over, looked up and down at Chu Li, and turned to Su Ru again.

Su Ru coldly said: "This is the Chu Li you are looking for."

Chu Li hugs his fist and says, "I do n’t know what to do in Xiutai!"

The young man in purple slowly put down his tea cup, hugged his fist, and said lightly, "Very well, you are Chu Li. After ten days, go to Jianyuezong to report."

Chu Li smiled, "Why go to Jian Yuezong?"

"You have something to do with Brother Cao's death. You need to go to this case to explain it well, otherwise you are the murderer of Brother Cao!" The young man in purple clothes said lightly: "If you don't go, you are guilty!"

"Cao Xian?" Chu Li frowned. "He's dead?"

"It seems that you have really met Brother Cao!" The young man in purple snorted. "It is even more necessary to explain clearly."

Chu Li smiled and said, "Explain that I didn't kill him?"

"Natural." The youth in purple clothes nodded.

Chu Lidao said, "If I don't go, I will be the murderer of Cao Xian. Will Jian Yuezong avenge him?"

"Exactly." The youth in purple clothes nodded proudly: "A disciple of Jian Yuezong will never die in vain, he will avenge him, no matter who the killer is!"

Chu Lidao said: "I wonder where Cao Xian died?"

"Master," said the young man in purple.

Chu Liheng hummed, "I stayed well in the season, how could I run to kill the grandfather!"

"You can say these things in the criminal hall of the case." The young man in purple clothes said lightly: "Tell me these things, it's an invitation!"

He took out a crimson invitation from his arms, fluttered it to the table, and got up and said, "Go and follow you, but I advise you, if you don't want to be hunted down as a murderer, go honestly. "

Chu Li frowned.

"Farewell!" The youth in purple clothes gave a fist, turned and strode away.

Chu Li looked at the back of Purple Youth ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ frowning.

Su Ruheng said, "Are you going to Jian Yuezong?"

Chu Li nodded and smiled, "How dare you not go!"

"Hum, arrogant and overbearing!" Su Ru sneered, "How can this be true!"

Chu Lidao said: "They always do this to us this season, so don't be angry."

Su Rumei frowned, "You really want to go to Jian Yuezong? I'm afraid they won't let you justify you and kill you!"

Chu Li smiled and said, "Then run away."

"How can you run away after entering Jianyuezong!" Su Ru shook the ice.

Chu Lidao said, "I always want to see it, and I want to see Jianyuezong."

Su Ru frowned, without much persuasion, knowing it would be useless to know more, Chu Li would not change her mind.

ps: update is complete. (To be continued.)