Chapter 1322 Showing Weakness (One More)

Chu Li hurriedly shouted: "Fa Wang Mo is fooled!"

Fang Qingyang knew that they deliberately provoked him, but he couldn't control himself.

He has always regarded saintesses as heaven, respected them exceptionally, and would never tolerate such insults from others.

Chu Li shook his head helplessly and said, "It's just that they have had a mouthful. The saint is really in front of them, and they don't even dare to fart. Why should the method king be as knowledgeable as them, just a clown."

Fang Qingyang snorted angrily: "If you dare to insult the saint like this, I will never forgive you!"

He is like a ghost, he has punched three times in just one sentence, "bang bang bang" he shook the opponent hard, his body became more and more swift, and he used the opponent's palm strength to urge lightness kung fu, and he could hardly see the shadow clearly.

Li Xinghe clapped his palms and laughed loudly: "Sure enough, he is good at martial arts, and he is worthy of being the Dharma King of the Holy Cult of Light!"

Chu Li raised his head and glared at Li Xinghe: "Mr. Li, you are going too far. Could it be that this is the way you help Guanxing Pavilion? Watching the excitement and making sarcastic remarks?"

He was able to do well under the two masters of the Blood God Sect, but he had no intention of supporting Lu Chenyu and Fang Qingyang. Although they were in danger, they did not use the last resort, and they did not use ordinary secret techniques, let alone great light secret techniques.

As Dharma kings, they know more secret arts and come up with endless means, not just this. They may be paralyzing their opponents, or trying to find out their opponents' means, so as to strike a fatal blow.

Li Xinghe said with a smile: "It's not my turn to fight such a small opponent, and even six Blood God Sect masters can't stop it, so you Guangming Sect simply surrender directly, and there is no need to resist!"

"If you guys from Guanxing Pavilion help each other like this, surrendering to the Blood God Sect may not be a way out." Chu Li said coldly.

Li Xinghe shook his head with a smile: "Do you think you can survive by surrendering? Their Blood Dragon Pond is made of the blood of masters from beyond the sky. Masters like you are their favorite to kill. Compared with your Guangming Sacred Cult, they I like your blood even more!"

Chu Li said: "Your Guanxing Pavilion is such an aid, and we have no way out. If Mr. Li is like this again, don't blame us for being rude!"

"Hehe..., why are you impolite?" Li Xinghe chuckled lightly, and said disapprovingly, "Could it be that you want to fight with me?"

"Even if I can't deal with you, the saint can always." Chu Li said: "How about killing you and blaming the Blood God Cult? Mr. Li thinks we can't do it?!"

He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Li Xinghe lightly.

"...You are so hot!" Li Xinghe frowned, shook his head with a smile and said: "Okay, then I will come down to help."

He pretended not to care, but his heart was awe-inspiring. He felt Chu Li's murderous intent. It was no joke. He seemed very annoyed with himself and afraid of Sun Mingyue's martial arts. If he pissed them off, he couldn't do anything .

He floated and landed beside Lu Chenyu, suddenly the situation changed, Lu Chenyu gasped for breath, Li Xinghe vented his anger on the master of the Blood God Cult, Xiao Tianxing held down the Blood God's finger with continuous force, Step by step.

Chu Li also stepped up, and the pressure made the two masters of the Blood God Cult unable to breathe.

"Bang!" He suddenly disappeared in a flash like a ghost, and appeared behind another Blood God Cult master. The Great Light God punched the old man flying away, making a dull sound that was shocking.

Chu Li punched again without hesitation.

"Bang!" The old man received another punch in the air, and stepped back even faster.

"Looking for death!" The other old man snorted angrily, his whole body suddenly shrunk, from a slightly fat body to a thin bamboo pole, his martial arts suddenly increased, and his speed increased by three or four points, and he arrived in front of Chu Li in an instant, Bai Yumo A layer of rouge-like palm hit Chu Li's chest.

"Bang!" Chu Li flew backwards.

He threw two punches in the air, one punch met the old man who was chasing up, and the other punch met the other old man, blocked them for a while, and was not chased by them, the tip of his toe touched a pine tree, and the pine tree snapped , he fluttered towards the skinny old man rushing over.

The skinny old man cast a secret technique, and under the wisdom of the Dayuan mirror, the blood in his body was as strong as a raging flame.

Chu Li snorted, punched again, and blocked the thin old man's footsteps.

Although the skinny old man was faster and stronger, Chu Li could always interrupt his movements, as if he was stuck at the old and new points of his movements, which made him extremely awkward, and he wanted to yell in frustration.

Li Xinghe raised his voice and said: "Brother Zhao, is it alright?"

"I can't die." Chu Li snorted.

Li Xinghe smiled and said: "Don't underestimate their secret arts, the most powerful one is the blood god disintegration art, be careful."

Chu Li said: "I know!"

The ten people were at a stalemate immediately. Although Chu Li was slapped and injured, and the corner of his mouth was covered with blood, he could still barely hold on. The same was true for the other three. It was difficult to kill the blood gods, and the blood gods also killed them. not them.

"Hmph!" The short old man snorted suddenly: "Use secret techniques to get rid of them!"

"Okay!" Everyone responded.

Immediately, the six old men became thin and thin, their figures were like lightning, their finger strength and palm strength increased by 30% to 40%, instantly overwhelming Chu Li and the others, and the situation was once again in a precarious situation.

Even though Chu Li was overwhelmed, he still had no intention of using the secret technique, and raised his voice, "Mr. Li, you are only so capable, where is the secret technique in Guanxing Pavilion!"

Li Xinghe snorted: "It doesn't work to use the secret technique, how can it compare to their blood god disintegration technique!"

He had scruples in his heart, once he used the secret technique and forced these guys to work hard, he would definitely use the blood god disintegration technique, and he would be the one who was unlucky.

"What a waste!" A scolding voice sounded.

Sun Mingyue and Piao Piao, the fourth daughter of Su Nu Palace, appeared.

Seeing this situation, Mei Dong sneered and scolded disdainfully.

Chu Li looked at her silently.

"Whatever you look at, you are trash!" Mei Dong said disdainfully: "Get out of the way! You all get out of the way!"

Chu Li floated back quickly.

Li Xinghe and Lu Chenyu and Fang Qingyang also backed away, their expressions ugly.

The six elders of the Blood God Sect frowned and stared at Mei Chun and their four daughters with ugly expressions.

"Why do you plain maids come here? Your hands are stretched long enough!" The round and short old man frowned dissatisfiedly: "Are you trying to build a beam?"

Mei Dongxian pointed at the six of them, and snorted coquettishly: "Our Su Nu Palace has friendship with the Guangming Sacred Church, if you are sensible, get out of here, or your heads will be cut off and kicked as a ball!"

The round-faced old man frowned and said: "You Su Nu Palaces are really ignorant, don't blame us for being rude!"

Chu Li slowly came to Sun Mingyue's side.

Sun Mingyue gave him a sideways look, then shook her head to signal to stop talking.

Chu Li showed a helpless expression.

"Okay, let's see how impolite you are!" Mei Dongjiao snorted, turned her head and said, "Sister, what are you talking about with them, just cut it off!"

"Do it!" Mei Chun said lightly with a cold jade face.

The four girls suddenly turned into four white shadows, the long swords around their waists were unsheathed, the sword light was like a horse, and the four sword lights combined into a circle of light to trap the six old men.

"Looking for death!" The short old man said coldly, "Don't hold back, kill them!"

The six elders pointed out immediately, and the blood god's sect force wove a net to wrap them in it, making it airtight.

"Ding ding ding ding..." The continuous sound of gold and iron clashing sounded like rain hitting plantains, and it was caused by the force of the finger hitting the blade of the sword.

Chu Li turned his head and said, "Will the saint not make a move?"

"Wait and see." Sun Mingyue said, "Are you injured?"

Chu Li nodded.

Sun Mingyue frowned and looked at him.

It stands to reason that these six old men are not as good as him in cultivation, so they won't be injured, and they should keep their hands on purpose.