Chapter 893: Deterrence (Third Shift)

"Come on!" The thin old man raised his voice and shouted.

Someone in the canyon said, "Uncle Liu?"

"You all come here!" The thin old man shouted.

Twelve people flew up from the canyon, stepped on the cliff as if walking on flat ground, and came to the thin old man.

The thin old man pointed at the four people who were about to step into the woods, and raised his voice: "Xiao Guo, stop!"

The four stopped.

The skinny old man said: "A group of three, eight of you go down to help Xiao Guo and the others, and the remaining four are here, there is no need to wait in the canyon, these two guys are in this forest."

As far as he knew, the disciples of the Guangming Sacred Cult could shoot knives with both hands, but he couldn't solve it in one round in a group of three, and he would expose himself once he made a move.

"Yes." The two groups clasped their fists together.

Then the eight middle-aged men floated down, joined Xiao Guo and the others, and went into the woods in groups of three, confident in their hearts.

The other four stood beside the thin old man.

"Uncle Liu, is it really inside?"

"pretty close!"

"These two guys have so much guts, they really dare to come over!"

"The most indispensable thing for the disciples of the Guangming Sacred Cult is courage!"

"The bright knife is really scary, you still have to be careful, even though there are many people in the group, don't capsize in the gutter!"

"Bah bah, Junior Brother Meng, can you say something auspicious!"

"I'm not afraid that everyone will be careless."

"Shut up!" the skinny old man said in a deep voice.

The discussion of the four people came to an abrupt end.

"Look below!" The skinny old man said in a deep voice, "Get ready to shoot!"

"Yes!" The four nodded respectfully.

Li Ruolan looked at Chu Li.

Chu Li pointed to Li Ruolan, then to the canyon, then to himself, to the old man.

Li Ruolan frowned and shook her head.

She understood what Chu Li meant and let herself go first, he was going to rush out to deal with the old man.

Chu Li lowered his voice, inaudible: "I can take care of that old man, you go first and wait for me in front!"

"No." Li Ruolan shook her head: "Let's go together."

Chu Li frowned at her.

Li Ruolan looked at him firmly with her big charming eyes.

Chu Li shook his head helplessly, and said in a low voice: "I'll go out first, you lie in ambush, and you'll take action at the critical moment."

"Okay." Li Ruolan smiled.

The bright knife is powerful and is best at sneak attacks.

Chu Li drifted away obliquely to the right.

Floating a hundred meters away, he was not in a hurry to make a move. First, he quickly practiced the thirty-six forms of nourishing Qi in the open space of the woods, trying to store the Qi of Qian Kun Yi Dao in his dantian.

A trio slowly approached him and saw him.

"Who!" The three exclaimed.

Chu Li swung his hands twice in an instant.

"Chi Chi!" Amidst a low whistling sound, four air knives shot at the three middle-aged men.

There was a whistling sound, and the three of them moved sideways immediately.

The strings in their hearts were tense, and they were always on guard against the Bright Saber, and they knew that the Bright Saber had arrived as soon as the whistle sounded.

It's a pity that the bright knife was too fast, and it was too late for the three of them to dodge after seeing his movements.

Three air knives shot through their palms and into their lower abdomen.

"Ah..." The three of them flew out unwillingly clutching their bellies.

"Bang bang bang!" The three of them landed heavily, and the violent saber energy penetrated into their dantians and wreaked havoc, directly injuring the dantians, and then their internal power leaked out like a flood breaking a bank, and their cultivation was wiped out in the blink of an eye.

"Over there!" The other nine people rushed over.

"Get out of the way!" There was a thunderous shout from the sky, and the thin old man swooped towards Chu Li like a golden eagle.

Chu Li narrowed his eyes slightly, swung his right hand with a sneer, and shot an air knife at the thin old man instantly.

The thin old man was in the air, and he swung his long sword.

"Ding..." The long sword shook and knocked the air knife apart.

His face changed slightly, a wisp of saber energy penetrated into the sword and into his arm, it was extremely sharp, like a needle pierced in, and quickly traveled through the meridians, causing discomfort in the meridians wherever it passed.

"Chi!" Chu Li shot out with his right hand again.

"Ding..." The thin old man's body shook again, and he had already floated to the ground.

Chu Li stood firmly on the spot, not taking a step back, waving his hands non-stop, each knife contained the knife energy of Qian Kun's knife, and it was extremely firm.

The skinny old man's face was as gloomy as water, and he kept swinging his sword. The power from the sword energy made him unable to move forward, and not retreating was already the ultimate.

He felt that his thinking was too simple. He originally thought that no matter how powerful this kid was, no matter how powerful the Bright Saber was, it was not worth mentioning in front of a tyrannical cultivation base.

I never expected that the sword energy of the Bright Saber would be so difficult and extremely fast. It was impossible to dodge it, so I had to block it head-on.

What's more terrible is that this kid's cultivation base is profound, far from being as easy to deal with as he imagined.

Chu Li shot more than a dozen knives in one breath, Qiankun's knives were exhausted, and all of them got into his meridians, rampaging and wreaking havoc.

Chu Li stood where he was: "Haicang Mountain, are you really looking for death?"

"What a breath!" the thin old man sneered.

His internal force was running, like a millstone grinding more than a dozen Dao Qi of Qian Kun Yi Dao.

Chu Li sighed: "I don't want to kill innocent people indiscriminately. It's easy to kill these people!"

The skinny old man smiled coldly: "Even if you kill them all, you will not be able to escape from the pursuit of our Haicang Mountain!"

Chu Li said: "Don't cry if you don't see the coffin!"

He flicked his right hand.

"Ding..." The skinny old man slashed down with his sword, and knocked away a bright flying knife, but his right hand was numb. The knife contained amazing power, which was different from the previous air knife.

His face was gloomy, and he knew that the rest of them couldn't catch a knife at all.

Nine middle-aged men have gathered around.

"Uncle Liu, let's do it!" Someone shouted.

"Stand back!" the skinny old man shouted.

"Uncle Liu..." They widened their eyes in puzzlement, nine against one, why bother him to fight in person, useless for his good advantage?

"Stand back!" The skinny old man shouted, "Don't get close!"

The nine people were puzzled, but they didn't dare to disobey, and retreated slowly.

"Exit the woods!" the skinny old man snorted.

The nine people retreated from the woods helplessly, and floated on the cliff, trying to see what was going on.

Chu Li stretched out his sleeve with his right hand, made a gesture, and revealed a throwing knife with a cold light on his fingertips: "This is a wise move!"

"Who are you?" The skinny old man kept using his internal energy to grind away the knife energy of Qiankun's sword, trying to delay the time by talking.

Chu Li said: "Zhao Dahe, a disciple of the Holy Cult of Light!"

"Unknown!" The skinny old man said in a deep voice, "I didn't expect it to be so powerful."

"I want to ask you about Haicang Mountain, Zhao Haiyun has committed all kinds of evil in my Dali territory," Chu Li said in a deep voice, "Is this the character of your Haicangshan disciples?!"

"Haicangshan disciples are dealt with according to the rules of the Haicangshan sect!" The skinny old man snorted, "It's not up to you Guangming Sect to dictate!"

"Such a villain, everyone can kill him!" Chu Li said coldly: "Is the sword energy of the Bright Saber pure enough? When will you be able to dissolve it?"

"Sure enough, it's a Bright Saber!" The skinny old man snorted, "If that's the case, then let's have a showdown!"

Chu Li floated back: "If you chase after me again, don't blame me for being ruthless. If you attack again, it's not a waste of martial arts. Just kill!"

The thin old man stared at him closely, keeping a distance of more than ten meters, and followed closely behind.

Chu Li ignored it, joined Li Ruolan, and walked towards the cliff hand in hand, as if walking on flat ground.

Nine middle-aged men followed closely behind the emaciated old man, and hurriedly shouted: "Uncle Liu, shall we let them escape?"