Martial Arts: My Wudang Bear Child, Cholera Jianghu

Zhu Yuyan looked around a kind of magic master, her eyes pierced like a sword, and said coldly:

"I know that you all want to take the evil emperor's relic as your own, but if you don't work together, the holy relic will only be taken by the righteous way. I hope you can do it yourself!"

Her words were undeniably domineering.

These demon masters were all silent when they heard the words, and began to secretly calculate in their hearts.

It wasn't until Weiwei appeared that the atmosphere of silence was broken!

Like an elf who broke into the world, she immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Everyone's eyes brightened and they couldn't take their eyes off it.

Especially a skinny old man with an unusual status sitting beside Zhu Yuyan.

He even stared at Weiwei directly, his eyes gleaming with shadows!

But when he saw Su Li beside Wei Juan, the expression on his face changed quickly, and he scolded:

"Weiwei, why did you bring outsiders to the Yingui Sect's residence?!"

This person's voice is hoarse, like a night owl, which makes people shudder.

The other demon masters also noticed Su Li, and their expressions were a little strange.

Outsiders have never been allowed to enter the Yin Gui sect's residence.

However, Weiwei brought outsiders here, already violating the door rules.

Wei Juan frowned slightly, but ignored the old man.

Instead, he looked at Zhu Yuyan and said respectfully:

"Master, this is Senior Su Li, the helper that the disciple invited to help."

As soon as this remark came out, someone immediately laughed and said:

"Nephew, you didn't read the joke, did you, can a little doll help?!"

The person who spoke was the skinny old man who spoke before.

He is the elder of the Yin Gui Sect, and he is not responsible!

He is evil and vicious, and his magic skills are profound, second only to Zhu Yuyan.

Not only coveted Zhu Yuyan's beauty, but also coveted Weiwei's Hongwan.

The others were looking back and forth at Su Li.

Su Li was dressed in a Taoist robe, standing with his hands behind his back, quite dignified.

But on the outside, he was only a three-year-old child.

"Yes, I promised my little wife to come and help."

Under everyone's contemptuous gaze, Su Li dealt with it calmly, without any discomfort.

"Little Wife?!"

He was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed out loud.

"Hahahaha, nephew Juanjuan, if you feel lonely, just tell uncle!"

"How can such a little doll satisfy you?!"

Except for Hou Xibai, the descendant of Huajian School, who was stunned when he saw Su Li.

The other demon masters couldn't help but sneered.

Zhu Yuyan raised her brows upside down, although she didn't say anything, her heart was already burning with anger.

Juanjuan is usually extremely intelligent, but today she is so confused.

"I heard that a brat came out of the rivers and lakes recently and set fire to the Buddhist scriptures pavilion in Shaolin."

"Maybe Senior Nephew Weiwei, the one who invited here is the one."

An Long, the lord of Tianlian Sect, said with a smile that was not a smile.

He is extremely fat, like a mountain of meat.

"Oh?!"

"Then I want to see how much this kid weighs!"

Bianbu let out a sneer, his whole body exploded with a strong pressure.

At the moment when his momentum exploded.

His figure turned into an afterimage, and with a strong wind, he grabbed Su Li.

Of course he wouldn't believe that the brat burned Shaolin.

He just took the opportunity to kill Su Li.

The five fingers are bent like hooks, tearing the air, and there are air waves visible to the naked eye when hitting

Even if it is a huge boulder, it will be smashed to pieces!

Facing Bian Ren's claw, Su Li's gaze remained calm, and he didn't even avoid it.

Still with his hands behind his back, he stood there calmly.

Instead, Weiwei was taken aback.

Naturally, Weiwei wasn't worried about hurting Su Li.

Instead, he was afraid that this move would cause Su Li's displeasure.

"This is the senior I invited, how can you offend me!"

Juanjuan scolded angrily, her voice extremely cold.

An aura that was not weaker than Bianbushi swept out from her body.

The entire hall seemed to be shrouded in an invisible vortex, ready to be crushed at any moment.

The magic of the devil!

Weiwei's scalloped fingers change, like a demon dancing, making people sink into it instantly

boom!

The gentle palm touched the eagle's claws that stood beside him.

The figures separated immediately, and each took a few steps back.

After Bianbu stabilized his figure, he looked at Weiwei solemnly.

His eyes were full of fear!

Juanjuan didn't pay attention at all, but looked at Su Li nervously.

Hastily apologized:

"Senior, please forgive me!"

Wei Juan was not moved at all, but instead apologized to Su Li:

"Senior, please forgive me!"

After speaking, I was extremely shocked and angry.

What kind of person is Su Li?

An unrivaled powerhouse that is rare in the world!

Constantly relying on one's own strength, disasters and chaos in Zhengege Shaolin.

Even the sweeping monk in the realm of heaven and man was no match for Su Li.

Su Li's true strength was enough to overwhelm the entire Jianghu, making everyone unable to hold their heads up.

If Su Li really left in a fit of anger today, wouldn't everything she had done before be in vain?

Moreover, it would also offend Su Li.

Su Li acted lawlessly, just in case he became angry and killed someone.

All the people present together are no match for Su Li!

Su Li's expression was as usual, calm as water.

It was as if everyone was pointing at him, and there was no intention to bully him, none of which existed.

"It's okay, it's just some clowns."

Su Li said lightly, and looked at Weiwei with a half-smile.

He spoke very politely, but Juanli's heart trembled.

The calmer Su Li was, the more terrifying he became, just like the calm before the storm.

"Hmph, what a big tone! Boy, if Weiwei didn't protect you, you would have lost your life to speak!

Bianbu was repelled by Weiwei, and he couldn't hold back his face immediately.

At this time, hearing Su Li's words again, a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

At the same time, he became more determined, Su Li is a liar!

He refers to the master of Xuan Dianfeng, who has extremely keen spiritual perception.

However, he didn't notice the slightest sign of true energy running on Su Li's body.

Su Li doesn't know martial arts at all!

Although the others didn't speak, the sneer on their faces became stronger and stronger.

Wei Juan, as the descendant of the Yingui Sect, was not only deceived by Su Li, but also defended him everywhere.

It simply lost all the face of the Yingui faction.

Hou Xibai, the descendant of the Huajian faction, was the only one present present, with a strange expression on his face.

That day, outside the tomb of the living dead, he had witnessed Su Li, beating Jinlun Fawang to death with one punch!

You must know that Jinlun Fawang is a powerful man of heaven and man.

Among them, only Zhu Yuyan, Queen of Yin, may be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with her.

Bian Wushou has repeatedly spoken rudely to Su Li, he is simply afraid that he will not die soon enough!

Hou Xibai was deeply afraid that Su Li would anger the Demon Sect, so he wanted to introduce him.

But the atmosphere was tense at the moment, but I didn't know how to speak.

At this time.

A cold snort suddenly sounded beside him.

"Jumping clown?!"

The silent shadow assassin.Yang Xuyan opened his eyes and looked at Su Li coldly.

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The eyes of everyone suddenly lit up, and the long sword in his arms was unsheathed in lightning, splitting into thousands of sword lights

The sword light is like a rainbow, traversing the void.

Throughout the hall and courtyard, sword energy criss-crossed.

The wool blanket on the ground was instantly torn apart, and the ground was covered with dense ravines.

hum-

Sword light converges into one.

Shoot towards the mulberry tree in the courtyard.

The mulberry tree was motionless, as if nothing had changed.

But the magic master in the field has an extremely dignified expression!

under their watch.

On the surface of the mulberry tree, tiny sword marks were slowly cracked.