White-Robed Chief

Chu Li backed away while playing, getting farther and farther from the trembling old man.

Lu Jun didn't come near either.

Song Zhifan also seemed to feel it, and was not close to the old man.

"Old ancestors, we're really going to lose again if we don't do anything!" A young man lying on the ground and seriously injured by Lu Jun yelled.

This age has become a master of extraterrestrials, and it is already rare. It can be called a genius, but it is far worse than the original Wei Wuwei, just like the morning star is better than Haoyue, and cannot be famous.

He is still a step behind Lu Jun.

After Lu Jun performed his magical skills, his eyes burned like electricity, his palms were extremely fast, and he was fierce and fierce. All those who touched them flew out, with minor or severe injuries.

The lightly wounded recovered immediately after landing, and the severely wounded lay on the ground to rest, recovering quickly, and it did not take long to fight again.

Although most people were fighting around Chu Li, the situation did not have the upper hand. Instead, they were beaten by the Chu Li three. More and more people were lying on the ground unable to move and slowly recovered.

Going down like this, when everyone is down, lying on the ground may not have a chance to recover. After being hit hard again, I am afraid that I can only die in Tenjin, then enter Tiantiantian or resurrect in Tenjin.

The world only knows that they live in the field of heaven, and only those gods know that they have other options.

They have two choices. One is to enter Tianwaitian, and the other is to live in the field of Tenjin. The former is to give birth to life, and the latter is to survive as a soul. Each has its own advantages and disadvantages, it is voluntary, and no one is forced.

So everyone was not afraid of death, but they were so angry that they were beaten so badly in the Tenjin field, and they really lost face.

"Hmm ..." The trembling old man sighed and shook his head: "A generation is not as good as a generation, the blood gods are really over!"

Everyone was ashamed.

Suddenly the old man inhaled, his chest rose, getting higher and higher, as if a ball was inflating and eventually turned into a ball.

"Shh ..." He exhaled a long gas arrow.

Air arrows are black.

After exhaling out of breath, he looked like a different person.

His back was stiff, his face was still wrinkled, his eyes were still cloudy, and his skin was still chicken skin, but he felt completely different. Just straightening his waist, his temperament changed dramatically.

It was like a javelin standing upright in front of everyone, and the tip of the gun pierced the sky, as if to pierce the sky, and the heroic spirit filled the sky.

"Here!" He uttered a drink and patted Song Zhifan with his right palm.

He has loose skin and wrinkles all over his body. Only the palms of his hands are delicate and white, warm and jade, like a pair of crisp hands. He can't say how pleasing to the eyes, but just looking at the hands is pleasing to the eyes, and people who look at him only feel terrified and weird. .

Song Zhifan's figure shook into shadows, as if several Song Zhifan were standing there at the same time.

"Hey!" The old man chuckled, and left all the shadows in his right palm, hitting somewhere in the void.

"Bang!" Several shadows disappeared, and Song Zhifan appeared a step away from his figure. A bright red palm print appeared on his chest, as if he had painted tan sand on his chest.

"Here!" The old man stopped drinking again.

Song Zhifan's right palm followed and the white, flawless palm greeted the gentle and delicate palm of the old man.

"Bang!" The old man fluttered back.

Song Zhifan was standing still, with a smile on his face.

Lu Jun smiled, and the leader was even better.

Chu Li, however, secretly lamented where this old monster came from. Song Zhifan felt very good about this, and was seriously injured.

"Wow!" Song Zhifan suddenly spit out blood, like a decade of aging.

His eyes were sharp and he stared at the old man, "Who are you?"

"Old man Zou Fanzhou." The old man slowly said, "It's worth noting that the elders live for me!"

"Zou Fanzhou! You turned out to be Zou Fanzhou!" Song Zhifan smiled bitterly: "It really works!"

Zou Fanzhou said: "The old man has been waiting for a long time, and finally he is going to be relieved!"

"Don't you have any thoughts of returning to Longevity Education?" Song Zhifan wiped the corners of his mouth and said Shen: "Did Changsheng Education be ashamed of you, so it caused you such resentment?"

"Different ways are not the same." Zou Fanzhou shook his head and said, "We only want An An to survive, and we don't want to dominate the martial arts!"

"Be willing to fall!" Song Zhifan sneered: "With so many magical miracles, he didn't even think of unified martial arts, but was willing to live in a corner, really ridiculous!"

"Anyway, the leader will stay today!" Zou Fanzhou said slowly.

He said he took another shot.

Song Zhifan flashed, and then disappeared.

Zou Fanzhou bit his tongue, spit out a blood arrow, and drank: "Broken!"

The blood arrow shot at Song Zhifan's location, he showed his figure at a glance, and remained motionless.

"Bang!" Song Zhifan took a firm slap.

"Oh!" He fell on his back and slid straight out of his back a dozen meters away.

He stood up and turned up, his face as gold paper, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stared at Zou Fanzhou like a needle: "Blood Shadow Soul Suppression!"

"How does the leader teach the old man this blood-soul extermination technique?" Zou Fanzhou stood in place ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ and looked at him with a smile: "In the field of God, why can't the leader work hard to escape!"

It is impossible to cast the broken void in the Tenjin field. The space in the Tenjin field is completely different from the outside world. Therefore, Song Zhifan ’s body has been broken away by most, and he cannot directly walk away for miles.

Chu Li suddenly rushed to Zou Fanzhou and yelled, "Leader, you go first!"

The king's palm condenses a palm print and hits Zou Fanzhou.

"Hum, the guy in the Temple of Heaven!" Zou Fanzhou sneered: "I'm willing to be a dog!"

He spoke to Chu Li with a palm shot.

Song Zhifan pulled Lu Jun away and turned away. He was like a ghost, and the blood **** masters who intercepted him could not meet him.

"Bang!" Chu Li and Zou Fanzhou faced each other with a palm, and a sudden surge of force came.

Chu Li spit out blood and shot back.

He was surprised that the internal force of Zou Fanzhou was magnificent and fierce, and he was a master of the gods!

When will another **** of blood **** appear!

Based on his current practice, Tenjin masters are not afraid, but Tenjin masters in Tenjin field are extremely terrible.

"Bang!" He banged heavily against a pine tree, and then "clicked", the pine tree was broken in two.

Chu Li showed a painful look, as if he had been smashed into a body. He stayed still and couldn't make a sound.

"It's rare that you are so loyal!" Zou Fanzhou grunted coldly, stepped out and disappeared in front of him.

Chu Li Ansong breathed a sigh of relief.

If Song Zhifan was able to escape his life and still have guards against him, he could only come hard.

Thinking of this, he turned into a streamer and disappeared into the vision of the blood gods.

They were a little at a loss, but Chu Li, who was seriously injured and dying, had such a speed, it was too late to catch up.