White-Robed Chief

PS: In any case, the bottom line cannot be broken, and finally I write the fifth change!

The old man smiled and looked at Chuli, shook his head and said, "Can you protect one, can you protect everyone?"

Everyone looked at them curiously.

They are all strange.

It is reasonable to say that all martial arts masters in Jishui City know that they cannot do anything in the city, otherwise they will abolish martial arts and throw it out of the city. For whatever reason, as long as they start, the guards of the state government will never show mercy.

There has been no martial arts in Jishui City for a long time. Instead, they have to look at the excitement and see how the escorts of the Jiguo government waste their martial arts!

Chu Li frowned and said, "Protection of one is one. Your Excellency, as Ashura, now everyone yells, don't rush to hide, and swaggers across the city. Don't you be afraid that people from Daleiyin Temple will come over?"

"You also know Daleiyin Temple, it seems that you have a deep understanding of our gods!" The old man said lightly: "The monk in Daleiyin Temple has a little skill, but it is vain to try to catch the old man. I slaughtered this city of Jishui, and even if a monk from Daleiyin Temple came over, I was not afraid. "

Chu Lidao said: "There are many hidden experts in the city, I'm afraid you won't be so proud."

"But a group of black people." The old man hummed softly, his face showing disdain: "Why are you afraid of skirmishers!"

Chu Li raised an eyebrow, and hummed, "It's not scary to skirmish, is that the army?"

"You're very smart." The old man chuckled and said, "It's such a good brain, it's a pity to die so much, don't you tell me your name?"

"Ling Chu Lingfeng!" Chu Li hummed.

"Chu Lingfeng ..." The old man slowly nodded and groaned, "I have never heard of this name!"

Chu Lidao said, "In the next book is an unknown little pawn!"

"Impossible." The old man shook his head: "You are so old, so cultivated, how could it be an unknown little puppet! ... Bei Chu Li Nan Du Feng, I'm afraid that's just the case, wouldn't you be one of them? "

Chu Li smiled.

The old man glanced at him and shook his head: "Chu Lingfeng, your surname is Chu, is it a pseudonym?"

Chu Li laughed: "Whimsical!"

He was horrified secretly, and his head was so sharp and so wise that it was really terrible.

The old man groaned and looked at him, and slowly nodded, "Are you Chuli?"

"Even if I'm Chu Li." Chu Li said indifferently, "What's the difference? Take me another punch!"

He punched out with a fierce punch, hitting the old man like a stone.

The old man fluttered a sura palm.

The same Shura Palm, like a ghost in his hand, is a little elegant.

"Bang!" A thunderous thunder exploded, and everyone felt their bodies tremble, and their chests were upset and wanted to vomit.

Chu Li threw another punch with his left hand and shattered Shura's palm with spare effort. His back was not able to step back because it rested on the pillar.

"Okay, pick up the old man's palm again!" The old man suddenly flashed, appeared in front of Chu Li, and pressed lightly.

Chu Li stepped forward, came out of the chair, and appeared behind him.

"Bang!" Shura's palm turned suddenly, turned to him, slammed into Chu Li, intersected with Chu Li's Jueyun Palm, and made a muffled sound.

The people around consciously backed away, trying to avoid this muffled sound.

"Well?" The old man looked at Chu Li in surprise.

He felt his internal force enter Chuli's body and disappeared immediately.

Chu Li's body was like a bottomless pit, and how much internal force was dissatisfied, it was a big surprise, and it seemed to see if it could be filled.

He kept pushing the internal force, trying to overwhelm Chu Li.

Chu Li remained motionless, staring at him expressionlessly, Tianmu Zhu devouring the internal force contentedly. He pretended to be strenuous, and said, "Are you alone?"

"Hehe, the husband is not alone?" The old man said with a smile.

He accelerated his internal force, and it seemed that he did not give Chu Li enough pressure to speak.

Chu Lidao said: "If you are alone, you're afraid you can't beat me."

"Hehe ..." The old man shook his head with a smile, and the inner force urged again.

Suddenly he pressed Xiangli away with his left palm.

Chu Li raised his left hand and pointed his index finger.

Suddenly, the old man's figure suddenly burst into a red light, and Chu lied again with another finger. The old man fluttered slightly, and the left palm had been shot.

"Bang!" Chu Li disappeared, and the table at the original location burst into pieces.

He sighed secretly, and pointed his fingers at the old man for a moment, and had no time to make a second move.

Chu Li pointed out another Ningkong point, but could not hit the old man.

His body is very fast, like a shadow, even if Chu Li can see his body, it is useless, the speed is too fast, and he moves very short distances.

The old man felt the power of this finger and frowned, "Are you a disciple of Da Lei Yin Temple?"

His heart was violent, as long as he was a disciple of Da Lei Yin Temple, he had to die!

But his face was calm and faint, "It seems that the old man is really wrong, you are not Chuli!"

Chu Li smiled, pointing with his left hand and a bright fist in his right hand, forcing the old man to close.

The old man snorted, and the original teasing went all out, only Sensen murderous.

He flickered, and when Chu Li approached, Chu Li had predicted that Ningkong Finger and Daguangming Shenquan would fall on him at the same time.

"Bang!" The old man struck out with a single palm, greeted the Ningkong finger, but ignored the Great Bright God Fist, and allowed him to hit himself.

The wind was overflowing, and Shura's palm blocked the condensed fingers.

Chu Li frowned, Shura's palm was pure to a certain degree, palm strength was almost substantial, and she was able to block the Nether Finger stiffly.

"Good boy, let's die!" The old man took a big bright fist and didn't care much, but the smile on his face disappeared, a layer of blue gas flashed, and suddenly appeared like a ghost behind Chu Li.

Chu Li turned to point out a questioning finger.

"Bang!" Shura slammed his fingers and struck him.

"Bang!" Chu Li flew out.

He spit out blood in the air.

The old man flashed up to catch up, and another palm hit Chu Li chest.

Chu Li "wow" vomited blood again, his body smashed open the window and fell to the ground.

Chu Li's figure flashed twice in the air and appeared outside Shizhang.

The old man sneered, "I still want to go, leave me!"

He flashed behind Chu Li, and Shura Zhang shot again.

Chu Li disappeared in a flash, and then appeared outside Shizhang.

The old man is chasing after ~ www.readwn.com ~ If he had ignored before, he would kill the people around him, but now that Chu Li is a disciple of Daleiyin Temple, he did not hesitate to focus on the killing Chu Li had to be like him before killing others.

Chu Li's body is very fast, and the old man's body is also ghost-like.

"Who is he?" Someone whispered.

"Is it Ashura?" A middle-aged man pointed at the ground, but Chu Li wrote the words with his fingers: "Asura, please help Jigong!"

Everyone looked at these words literally.

"Can't it be true?" Someone said.

"Let's go to the Jegong Mansion and report it. Anyway, they are going to do it in the city.

"Yes, go to the newspaper first!" The crowd murmured, and ran towards the Jigoku government. (To be continued.) To find this site, please search for "" or enter the URL: