White-Robed Chief

"Good boy, I despise you!" Huang Dongyang frowned, and slowly nodded: "No wonder you dare to do something with the old, because of martial arts progress, weird! ... weird!"

He was puzzled.

Theoretically speaking, Chu Li was pregnant with martial arts in the Supreme Temple. After the arrival of Master Tianyue, the iron face was unselfish, the discipline was strict, and he would never show mercy, and he must be guilty when he spoke to himself that his mercy should not hurt them.

But he felt guilty because it was because Chu Li's martial arts had been abolished that he had no fear. He wanted to solve these two threats in one fell swoop. Both of them are young and handsome, and their potential is unlimited. Who knows if it will become a scourge in the future.

For auspicious pedigree, it is natural to cut off the roots.

Chu Li lightly cuffed his cuffs, shaking off the dust and falling down, as if smiling but not smiling: "Although Master Tianyue scrapped my Supreme Master Sutra, I also passed on another wonderful science, so martial arts not only He did not retreat, but instead made more progress, but he disappointed Senior Huang! "

Huang Dongyang gritted his teeth: "Old decay is indeed disappointed, but boy, if you think you have won, you are wrong!"

He said stop shooting.

With one hand, he was content with ease, as if moving slowly.

However, when the palm was halfway, it suddenly accelerated, like a flash of ghosts, and the palm disappeared in front of Chu Li with his body. The next moment was behind him, and the palm force reached the vest.

"Bang bang bang ..." Several dense mufflers came.

Chu was standing still, only the white robe hunted and wandered, as if standing in a strong wind.

Several vestiges of exorcising swords and swords were already hung at his vest, collided with Huang Dongyang's palm force, forming a violent wind, and flying sand and stones again. When the surrounding buildings were demolished into ruins, thick dust was formed, flying at this moment.

When the strong wind roared, Chu Li stood calmly and looked at Huang Dongyang with a smile.

Huang Dongyang's face was gloomy.

He never expected that Chu Li's sword strength could block his palm strength. He was pure and mellow, endless, with endless elasticity, and his palm strength could not be penetrated, but was blocked by flexibility.

Zhang Li opened his eyes and struck Chu from the vest, with a slight deviation, only a thumb distance away, unable to take a step forward, blocked by the mellow sword air, really unwilling and angry.

He was surprised at the same time.

It seems that Master Tianyue really passed on their stronger mentality, otherwise there would not be such a reborn change.

He snorted and clawed again.

Chu Li shook his head: "It seems Senior Huang hasn't given up yet."

Huang Dongyang disappeared like a ghost, and the next moment appeared behind Xiao Qi, patting his back with one palm.

"Bang!" Huang Dongyang's figure was stagnant in the muffled sound.

Xiao Qi's sword energy also blocked his palm strength, and the purity of the internal force was no different from Chu Li.

Xiao Qi's pure internal force is naturally no different from Chu Li. When the two people practiced the Bayi Sutra, the internal forces communicated without distinction.

Forgetfulness Excalibur can stop Huang Dongyang's palm, and too much Excalibur can also stop it.

Chu Li grinned and said, "What more can Senior Huang do?"

"Good! Good!" Huang Dongyang's face was somber and faintly black.

Suddenly his whole body rose, his figure was straight, his deep and dense frown disappeared, the dullness and turbidity in his eyes faded away, and his blinking effort turned into a handsome middle-aged man.

This change was only completed in an instant, and it seemed to become completely another person.

His eyes were burning, his light was bright, and he was like a cold electricity. He really looked like a substance, and was caught by his eyes.

Chu Li raised her hair all over her body, felt the danger, and turned to look at Xiao Qi.

Xiao Qi shook her head gently.

She saw the meaning of Chu Li and asked her to withdraw first.

But this time, she didn't want to leave early. Her skills were pure enough, just like Chu Li, and she could help at critical moments.

Chu Li didn't say much anymore, with a stern look: "What martial arts is this?"

"Tianyuan Lock Dragon Technique!" Huang Dongyang smiled slightly: "Good boy, let the old man cast this Dragon Lock technique, even if you die, you are proud enough!"

He said that he stepped forward in front of Chu Li, without attacking his back, and went straight into the palace to hit the palace with impunity.

"Bang bang bang ..." In the endless blast, his right palm fluttered but firmly moved forward, closer and closer to Chu from his chest, unable to stop his sword.

"Crack!"

"Boom!"

The no-sword sutra was also dispelled by his silent music god, and his right palm was still moving forward.

As soon as the Demon Sutra moved, the Demon Yukong started.

Huang Dongyang's right palm stagnates.

"Bang!" As soon as Chu Li was about to move, Huang Dongyang trembled. After a blow from the void in front of his palm, his right palm suddenly accelerated, as if it had penetrated the obstacles of the Sky Demon's air control technique.

"Bang!" Chu Li flew straight out, spraying a blood arrow.

With a flash of aura, he took a few steps in the air, and the tibetan runner started, constantly transforming his strength.

A tower loomed behind his head.

His tibetan runner has been completed successfully, and there is no out of phase, but at this time, the out of phase appears faintly.

Xiao Qiming's eyes opened slightly.

She had wanted to come forward to help, and stopped at this moment when she saw such a difference.

"Oh!" Chu Li sprayed a blood arrow again, as dark as ink.

Huang Dongyang Junyi had a determined smile on his face, and watched Chu Li's body stroke in the air ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~, because this palm was enough to kill his life, now he has doubled his life.

When he saw Chu Lisuo's blood-spraying arrow as dark as ink, his face suddenly changed slightly.

"Hmm ..." White smoke appeared on the ground, and this black blood rotted the bluestone ground like poison.

Chu Li hadn't landed yet, suddenly collapsed, fell to Xiao Qi side by side, shook his head and sighed: "I didn't expect Senior Huang's palm is so sinister, this is not auspicious palm!"

"This is the true auspicious palm!" Huang Dongyang sneered: "The younger generations have chosen to be clever to get rid of the toxicity, the power is so great that they continue to sink!"

"It's ridiculous!" Suddenly a sudden drink rang.

A figure appeared on the field, with a long and straight figure, a handsome face, but a heroic young man with a face like a crown and a nose, a gaze like a cold star, and a sword hanging from his waist, showing a few Fen Lei chic temperament.

"Who are you?" Huang Dongyang grunted coldly, his face gloomy.

The slender young man slowly said: "Fei Leifeng disciple He Jin!"

"Practitioner Wu Leifeng?" Huang Dongyang's expression was even more gloomy, and he slowly said, "Practice Wu Leifeng came here to make fun!"

"Yo, disciple Wu Leifeng has got you to take care of it. Where can I tell you not to report it?" He Jin lifted his eyebrows and laughed in surprise: "When were you Jixiang Zong so capable?"

"Dare." Huang Dongyang reluctantly snorted: "I don't know what to do?"

"Look at these two Taishangfeng disciples." He Jin tilted his head and looked at him: "Where do you go back? Don't bother you here!"

"It seems that the rumors are true." Huang Dongyang's face was somber and he couldn't wait to slap He Jin in the palm of his hand. No one dared to talk to himself like this for a long time, but finally suppressed the murder and anger, and said slowly: "The legend is too high It is the pulse of Wuleifeng, and it seems true. "