White-Robed Chief

Chu Li flashed and disappeared in place, the next moment appeared behind an old man, and fluttered in the palm of his back.

The old man flew out with a bang, twisted his body in the air, soft like a snake, bent over to fit his head with his feet, his body suddenly collapsed, the forward momentum turned back and flew back, and shot at Chu Li again. The other two old men also barbed.

The three-handed sword, like three poisonous snakes coming out of the hole, attacked in the shape of "pin" and reached Chu Li's chest in an instant.

Chu Li frowned.

He just knew that the old man was wearing a robe and had a strange method of refining his body. He was like a snake, and was able to take off his strength as if he was wearing scales.

It wasn't just pure power that was removed, but his palm force hit the air and was even removed, which is rare for a solid and overbearing Supreme King Kong palm.

"Little soul snake sword!" Xue Luoyu busy.

Chu Lidao said: "Is the spirit snake sword one of the nine swords of Wanjiancheng?"

Chu Li receded straightly, avoiding the point of the sword, and asked.

Xue Luoyu said: "It is not one of the nine swords, but it cannot be underestimated. The power is only inferior to the nine swords. They are one of the spirit snake sword swords, it is difficult to hurt them, but they must be careful of their weird moves."

Her voice suddenly fell, the sharp snake sword's sword tip suddenly stretched out, as if the sword body suddenly lengthened, making Chu Lishi inevitable.

A golden light suddenly appeared outside Chu.

"Oh!" The sword tip stagnate, as if invisible in a thorn.

Chu Li disappeared in the next moment, appeared behind the three, and shot again with one palm.

This time he used the runner's palm to shoot an old man's back.

The old man twisted his body and wanted to release his strength, but found that the original solid palm force suddenly disappeared. He stagnated. At this time, the disappeared palm force appeared again, and he was even more arrogant and overbearing.

"Bang!" The old man flew straight out, spitting a blood arrow in the air.

The other two old men's faces changed slightly, the sword stabbed back, and the speed was faster. The sword tip reached Chu Li chest instantly.

Chu Li was faster, disappeared in a flash, appeared next to them the next moment, and shot with left and right palms respectively.

The runner palm was switched from virtual to solid, and the two old men hit the opponent with the power of the snake. The change of the yin and yang of the runner palm was only in one thought, and they have not been able to wait for them to react.

Both spewed a blood arrow in the air, and kept spraying blood after landing.

Chu Lide's tibetan runner has a complete inheritance. When casting the runner tower, he has unknowingly practiced the runner to the extreme depth. He is especially good at change. It's hard to prevent.

After the three elders have been in the palm, the palm power is endless, and the transformation is continuous. Unless there is a strong internal force that can restrain them, the palm power will continue to work until they die.

Xue Luoyu looked down.

She did not expect that the famous snake snake of Wan Jiancheng was so vulnerable that he was broken by a few strokes, and it seemed that he was seriously injured and unable to fight again, which was equivalent to his life and death.

She sighed, this Chuli martial art really deserved its reputation, and she didn't know how to practice it, it was simply appalling.

Chu Li's face sank, and he slowly looked at the woods on the other side of the avenue, Shen said, "Come out!"

"What a chu li!" A clear laughter sounded, and then a handsome middle-aged man fell from the treetops, fell to the two of them, and fluttered into a ghostly shadow that passed over the three old men.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" He took three consecutive shots, and the three elders sprayed a mist of blood on the sky, soft and motionless, paralyzed, as if the bones had been removed, their martial arts had been wasted.

Chu Liwei narrowed his eyes and smiled and shook his head: "Why is it!"

"Your palm is really bad, you can only do this!" Junyi middle-aged hit the blue shirt, free and easy, shook his head and sighed: "It is better to lose their skills and re-exercise than to lose their lives."

Chu Li smiled: "If you find someone with a pure internal force, it may not be able to dispel my palm, so why start in such a hurry."

"For a while, their lives are hard to protect!" Junyi middle-aged shook his head: "Chu Li is too poisonous from your heart!"

Chu Li smiled and said, "I want to be soft-hearted towards those who want to kill myself? Your Wanjian City's requirements are too high!"

"No one who can be killed by Wan Jiancheng can escape it." Junyi middle-aged said lightly: "Chu Li, you think you can escape from Wan Jiancheng's pursuit by entering the Rain Master Hall?"

Chu Lidao said: "It seems that you Wanjian City is not afraid of the Rain Master Hall, and you really admire it."

"Yu Shidian is nothing but imaginary." Junyi middle-aged said: "If you can enter the shaking tower, we will have a bit of fear in Wanjian City. As for Yushidian ..."

He said, shaking his head, "You can't escape."

Chu Li sighed, "Why bother talking, let me see the real power of Wanjian City."

"Very good!" Junyi middle-aged Shen said, "I will also teach you what you can do."

He said that pressing on the long sword, a stern momentum came to his face, like a scabbard excalibur stabbed at the head, could not help but want to avoid.

Chu Lishou stood firmly by pressing Tiantian Sword.

Xue Luoyu could not help but step back to avoid his sharp edge.

Her heart was astonished that this middle-aged man had a very good cultivation behavior. I do n’t know which master of Wan Jiancheng, the master of Wan Jiancheng is like a cloud, and his reputation is not as good as that of Yushidian ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ But the real strength is not necessarily inferior Yu Yudian.

The Palace of the Rain Master has gradually declined in the past century, and naturally it is not taken into account by Wan Jiancheng.

Chu Li frowned: "Tian Tian Jue?"

This handsome middle-aged man is practicing Tiantian Jue. Although his temperament is different from what he cultivates, it is definitely the same as Tiantian Jue. I did not expect that Wan Jiancheng really had the practice of practicing Tiantian Jue.

"Look at my maggots or your maggots!" Junyi middle-aged Shen said.

Chu Li shook his head and smiled, "You haven't stabbed Tianjian."

"This sword's name is shocking." Junyi middle-aged patted the scabbard and said lightly: "The sharpness is not inferior to the nine swords."

He said to pull out the sword slowly.

Suddenly a strange breath permeated, Chu Li only felt that the air around him became dense, the void seemed to be locked, everything became very heavy, and he wanted to move but he moved slowly.

Chu Li's face changed slightly. I didn't expect that Jun Yi, a middle-aged man, was stronger than him, and Shou Yuan was burning more. He wanted to avoid but he couldn't avoid the sword. He watched the sword point towards himself. Come over.

The starry hole imagination and the great circle mirror wrestle with fate, looking for a glimmer of life, and immediately urged the tibetan runner scripture, and the virtual shadow of the runner tower flashed around the body, and it was fleeting.

All the strange breath in the runner tower was poured into Chu Li's body, allowing him to break free when the sword tip was approaching, and Tiantian Jian instantly clicked on the sword tip of the heavenly sword.

"Ding ..." Chu Li flew out, sprayed a blood arrow in the air, and hit several ancient trees.

The two old trees embraced each other thickly, and they rose up against the sky, but when they encountered Chu Li, they took off and took off.

After Junyi's middle-aged sword was stabbed, his hair was instantly white, his face wrinkled, and his original erect body became emaciated. In the blink of an eye, he turned from a middle-aged person into a drooping old man, with only a pair of bright eyes.