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Chu Li frowned and said, "Asura's magic?"

"Yes." Han Fei nodded. "Asura works!"

Chu Lidao said: "Isn't Daleiyin Temple already banned?"

"As far as I know, Da Leiyin Temple has banned this magic, but there are always people who can get out of it." Han Fei shook his head and sighed: "Asura's magic, that thing is practiced by people, whoever practices who died!"

Chu Li groaned silently.

Han Feidao: "If your subordinates are checking him, tell them to be careful and practice the magic of Asura, killing people is like drinking water."

Chu Li nodded slowly.

Bilin poured the silver cup lightly, without saying a word, as if invisible.

Han Feidao: "What's inside the Secret Mansion?"

Chu Li smiled: "Foreigners feel very mysterious. Actually, it is no different from the city's main government, but some of the secret methods of the secret government are more secretive .... I can't drink this wine today, I have to go and see!"

"What's the matter," Han Fei said, "not bad for a while."

Chu Li shook his head and said, "My subordinates are looking at this person. If they run into it, I'm afraid it's fierce and bad, so hurry and see!"

Han Feidao: "Take care of Bran, I can wait!"

Chu Li nodded: "I know, I'll do it for you as soon as possible."

"That's all, go, don't send it." Han Fei waved.

Chu Lichong bilan hugged his fists, turned and walked away.

Brin pouted and smiled: "I didn't expect the son to have a relationship with the chief executive."

Han Fei laughed: "We are fatal friendships, he is a good talker, rest assured, as long as he agrees, he will be able to do it, wait for the redemption, go with me to Jiangchuan League or stay in Shendu?"

"I want to stay in the capital of God." Bi Lanrou said: "I'm not used to going too far."

"Okay, I stay here for half the year, and it's nice for you to be here with me." Han Fei laughed. "I'm usually absent, and Chu Li can take care of you."

"Thank you, Prince Gong." Bi Lanyingying said.

Han Fei laughed, reached out and grabbed her, sniffed the fragrance of her body ...

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Chu Li flashed in the vast pine forest.

He was supernaturally powerful, sensed their position, and then came directly.

Dayuan Jingzhi saw the Ning brothers and Dong Qifei and Yang Zongwen.

They were running away embarrassedly. A hundred meters behind them was a middle-aged man in a yellow shirt.

Even more important is the Ning brothers.

They are fat and chubby, and they are all fat. They perform light work but fly like a flying ball. They are agile and swift. If they were not carrying a person in their hands, I am afraid that they have got rid of the middle-aged man in yellow shirt.

One of them was Dong Qifei and one was Yang Zongwen, and they were helpless looking at the middle-aged yellow shirt.

"Brother Ning, put me down!" Cried Dong Qifei, "you go first and let the centurion take revenge for me!"

"Can't leave you all!" Ning Boyuan said deeply.

He was a little fat man, carrying Dong Qifei and walking close to the treetops. The two of them together weighed more than four hundred kilograms. The pine tree branches only shaken, but they were not bent, showing the outstanding performance of light work.

The fat man Ning Zhongyuan also said: "Let's throw you away, we can't spare ourselves, don't talk, exercise, and kill him later!"

"Can't kill!" Yang Zongwen sighed. "Where is such a killing god?"

They saw with their own eyes that the middle-aged man in the yellow shirt killed more than a dozen martial arts masters, thinking of the centurion's orders, and took the lead. They turned and fled, but never thought they were caught up.

The middle-aged man in this yellow shirt killed all the martial arts masters and chased them again.

Such a cold-blooded killing method makes them think chilling, as if killing is a kind of enjoyment, you must enjoy it slowly, and the indescribable eerie, despite the dusty middle-aged temperament, like a fairy.

"I don't know," Ning Boyuan said loudly, "This killing method is absolutely famous!"

"We're going to die anyway, or you should go first." Dong Qifei shouted, "It's worthless to accompany you! Go to the centurion and let him avenge us!"

"No!" Zhang Boyuan shook his head.

Chu Lixuan appeared in front of the middle-aged man in yellow shirt, and Shura shot with the palm of his hand.

The middle-aged yellow shirt showed a smile and fluttered with a palm press.

"Bang!" Chu Li felt an incomparable breath penetrated into the body, and Tian Mo Zhu swelled out, devouring her energy.

Chu Li was surprised. He didn't expect that this guy's inner strength was so pure that it was comparable to Tian Lei Zhang.

He hasn't practiced the magic of Asura, but he always thought it was overcast to cold, how could this guy's strength be upright to mascot?

He speculated that perhaps the youth of the yellow shirt had a deeper level of asura skill, the cathode was yang, and the power of the yin was reduced to yang to gang.

"Who are you?" Chu Li Shen said.

Middle-aged yellow shirt smiled: "You don't know who I am, but you want to do it with me?"

Chu Li stared closely at him, showing no signs of going into magic, with normal mind and clear eyes. It is hard to imagine that he killed a cottage, adults and children, and even a dog.

"Daliyin Temple?" Chu Lishen said.

The middle-aged man in the yellow shirt nodded and said, "Do you recognize me?"

Chu Lidao said: "Asura's magic?"

"Yes!" The middle-aged man in the yellow shirt sighed and shook his head. "You know too much, and you can't live, just die."

Chu Lidao said: "Asura has great killing power, can't you kill it?"

"Yes," said the middle-aged man in the yellow shirt. "So, you also know the magic of Asura."

Chu Li frowned and said, "Isn't Daleiyin Temple blocking Asura's magic? How can you cultivate?"

"Hehe ..." The middle-aged man in the yellow shirt shook his head: "It's a secret, ... well, let's take you on the road!"

He said that it was like a ghost, quickly.

Chu Li waved his hand and said, "Go back first!"

Ning Boyuan saw the four of them, looked at each other, and finally nodded. They believed in Chu Li's light work.

"Bang bang bang ..." Chu Li and the middle-aged man in the yellow shirt kept bumping.

Chu Li used Shura Palm, fast and slow, as fast as electric light, middle-aged yellow shirt also uses Shura Palm, the power is better than Chu Li, the skill is more pure, obviously the cultivation time is extremely long.

"Who are you?" The middle-aged man in the yellow shirt asked, "Why do you understand Shura Palm?"

Chu Lidao: "Chu Li."

"It was you!" The middle-aged man in the yellow shirt said: "No wonder!"

"Amitabha ..." A Buddhist horn sounded in the distance ~ www.readwn.com ~ A word was still in the distant sky. When the word of the Buddha was approaching, Fayuan and the three monks in gray clothes came near.

Chu Li looked at him helplessly: "Fa Yuan, it's you again!"

Fa Yuan also wanted to say this, together with a gift: "Chu donor, let's meet again."

Chu Liheng said: "This kind of thing happened in your Daleiyin Temple. The last time it was a human brain, this time it was an asura!"

A ritual of Fa Yuan: "Thank you, Chu."

"Thank me!" Chu Li hummed.

Middle-aged yellow shirts don't care about their appearance. They only fight with Chu Li, and they seem to have to kill Chu Li. They have obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Chu Li was happy to do so, and under the nourishment of his Shura palm, Tian Mo Zhu was getting closer and closer to the fifth layer of Tian Mo Gong. (To be continued.) Vote for the previous chapter ← Chapter list → Bookmark the next chapter