White-Robed Chief

After a while, the person who went to Tongtong fluttered down, and held his fist in a polite manner: "Czech General, please go up the mountain. ???"

Chu Libao boxing said: "There is work."

Another young man in the purple shirt opened his eyes and clenched his fists, then closed his eyes and stopped speaking.

The two young men in purple shirts were thoughtful and polite, and they did not lose sight, but Chu Li could see that they were not valued but looked down on. Jian Yuezong could not go out alive again.

Chu Li frowned, it seems that Jianyuezong is really overbearing.

He has seen several cases of the eight masters, most of whom are exclusive and domineering. There are very few schools like palaces. They all have a kind of pride in their bones and don't take others into their eyes.

Seeing that Chu Li was standing still, the young man in the purple shirt said, "Mr. Chu will go down this road and there will be someone to entertain him."

"Thank you." Chu Li hugged his fists and slowly walked up the stone steps.

The stone steps lead to the mountain without seeing the end. Each stone step is cast by bluestone. After years of vicissitudes and sanding, the sides are covered with moss, and the front is polished with light.

Seeing Chu Li's figure walking away, the young man in the purple shirt with his eyes closed opened his eyes and shook his head: "Another death."

"No way, who makes him an enemy of Master Cao."

"Pity."

"It's no pity, there are fewer such people who have died in the mountains these years!"

"It's a pity he wasn't born into a grandfather."

"I'm afraid he was born to our disciple Jian Yuezong. It is really rare to have such a cultivation in the mountainous land of the season. His life is bad and there is nothing he can do."

"Who is responsible for killing him?" Asked the young man in the purple shirt with his eyes closed.

"Brother Nian," said another young man in the purple shirt.

"In fact, it should be more secure for Brother Wen to take the shot. I don't think this guy is a good stubble."

"Brother Wen is closing in. The guy who met the Holy Ghosts the last time was stimulated."

"The Holy Religion ... I heard that a great guy, Zhao Dahe, walked very close to the Guanxing Pavilion. I really don't know what to do!"

"They acted unexpectedly, but they were able to force Brother Wen to retreat, and they were indeed personal."

"If Brother Wen took the shot, he would be foolproof."

"I think Brother Nian is enough!"

Although Chu Li has gone far, they can clearly see Chu from their minds and shake their heads. It seems that they really did not want to give themselves a way to live. That would be good. Let go of your hands and feet to break through the sword Yuezong and kill them.

After he walked more than a thousand steps, a small kiosk, cornice hanging corners, and antiques appeared beside him.

Inside the pavilion is a stone table, with a handsome young man sitting next to him. The purple shirt flutters, his face is like a crown jade, his lips are red and white, his eyes are like cold stars, and he is looking at him with a tea lightly smiling.

Chu Li came to the kiosk and sat across from the stone table.

Jun Yi youth smiled and said, "In the next year Feng, disciple Jianyue Zong, Xiongtai is Chu Li, right?"

"It's Chu." Chu Li nodded. "Come and kill me?"

"Exactly." Nianfeng Qingjiao: "Shimen had a life and had to obey, and I hope the brothers Chu will not blame me."

"Hehe ..." Chu Li smiled: "This sentence is what I want to say, if you want to kill me, then I should kill you."

"Good breath, I like it!" Nian Feng laughed, put down his tea cup, and stood up to draw a sword: "Brother Cao died in your hands, let us take revenge."

"If Cao Xian died in my hands, you all have to kill me, why bother making excuses." Chu Li shook his head and said, "But you have to die in my hands!"

"Yeah!" Nian Feng's figure suddenly blurred, as if into a shadow, a sword light had stabbed Chu Chu's chest.

"Ding ..." Chu Li's sword tip was already blocking his chest.

Nian Feng's sword swayed, her body stiffened, only to feel the strange strength of the sword, the body suddenly felt uncontrollable, and watched Chu Li's sword pierced into his throat.

Jian Jin entered the brain from his throat, his eyes suddenly darkened, and he died instantly.

Chu Li slowly pulled his sword out of the sheath and glanced a hundred meters above the steps. There were two young men in purple shirts. They used to clean up their corpses, but now they are collecting the corpses of Nianfeng.

Nian Feng is also the rising star of Jian Yuezong. The younger generation of disciples heard the second person. Everyone thought he was coming to kill Chu Li.

"Brother Nian!" The two growled and hissed suddenly.

Chu Li glanced at them calmly, and continued to walk up the steps.

The two turned and ran, and the body disappeared as soon as they became blurred.

Chu Li went up more than five hundred steps again, and it was a small pavilion.

There is a middle-aged man in a purple shirt sitting at the stone table in the kiosk. His appearance is mediocre, and he will not be noticed when standing in the crowd. His eyes are glaring at the cold electricity, and he stares at Chu Li as if to see him through.

Seeing Chu Liju stepping into the kiosk, he opened his mouth and talked.

Chu Li waved his hand to interrupt him: "You don't have to say much, just do it!"

The middle-aged man in the purple shirt was suddenly suffocated. The original anger didn't let out, but he was even more angry. His eyes became red, bloodshot quickly crawled into his eyes, and the blasting cold electricity pierced Chu Chu as if it were a substance.

Chu Li slowly drew his sword: "It is not necessary to announce the name, I never remember the name of the dead."

"Look for death!" The middle-aged man in the purple shirt bit his tusks, then a cold electricity suddenly appeared on Chu Li's back, and the sword tip was about to come.

"Ding ..." Chu Li's sword did not know when it was blocking the back ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The trembling sword body was played on the middle-aged sword body of the purple shirt, and the sound of crickets was clear.

The middle-aged man in the purple shirt suddenly froze.

His face changed drastically, and he was desperately urging internal forces. When Chu Lijian reached his throat, he had restored his body control. Just to avoid it, an invisible finger hit him, and his body was stagnation again.

Chu Li used his condensed finger while stabbing a sword.

"Yeah!" Chu Li pierced his throat with his sword tip, and the gray sword tip appeared in his stamina. The sword body was not stained with blood.

The strange sword smashed his brain and died instantly.

Chu Li slowly pulled out his sword, looked up at the two young men a hundred meters away, and shook his head.

"Brother Song——!" The two were furious and turned and ran.

Chu Li smiled. His cultivation is not the same as before. Although he ca n’t run rampant, it ’s not too bad, as long as he does n’t run into Wei Weiwei ’s fellows. There are only four or five ordinary characters.

Although Brother Song was a master of Zongmen with the previous Nian Feng, it was far worse than Wei Wuwei. He was no different from the young boy in front of Chu Li. He was as easy as chopping vegetables and cutting vegetables.

He continued to go up, just after stepping out of more than a hundred steps, an old man drifted down from the steps, his eyebrows were white, he wore a purple robe, his face was pale as he was seriously injured, his skin was as thin as a skull, and his eyes were like wolves. he.

Chu Li stopped to look at the old man.

"Boy, you actually killed Nianfeng and Song Zhiqing!" The old man in the purple robe made a hoarse and unpleasant voice.

Chu Li faintly said: "Yes."

"Then you die, too!" The old man in the purple shirt hunted and wobbled with a wide robe, and the sword at his waist stabbed slowly, with slow movements and modest moves.

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