White-Robed Chief

He never thought about it.

In his opinion, there were only two possibilities for the heir to the throne, or King Jing, or him, and the rest were delusions. King An was simply impossible. Essays on morals and martial arts did not prevail.

Chu Li's words opened a door for him.

Although ridiculous, there are so many ridiculous things in the world, and the strong can often turn the impossible into the impossible.

If King An's son succeeds, the throne is unstable, and someone needs to be guarded. If Wang Jingcheng becomes the king's uncle, then he will become a Zhenhai god.

This idea also only turned around in his mind, and then disappeared. The present form is the most conducive to King Jing, making it impossible for King An's son to inherit the throne.

"I haven't thought about it. Why did these ten Asuras dispatch?" Chu Li said, "Will it be a precursor to a big departure?"

"Well, it's very likely." King Ping nodded.

Chu Li nodded: "They first frustrated the morale of the army. Their brigade can save a lot of energy when they come back. As far as I know, the continuous increase of the military force is not a blessing in the big season!"

"Wait for them to come!" Ping Wang hummed.

Chu Lidao said: "The king must be careful of the assassination of masters of martial arts. The Holy Religion of Light is becoming more and more mad and dare to attack the state government, and everything can be done!"

He understood the meaning of King Ping's war, and only when the big commander came, could he show value and be more stable.

If Da Li is weak, he does not have to be a great commander, for fear that he will be recalled to Shendu long ago, and he will be discharged from the army to support his old age!

King Ping nodded: "My King will be careful and keep guarding them."

Chu Li didn't say much anymore, a reminder was enough, but it made the king disgusted.

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Chu Li drove a carriage and walked slowly along the road.

The carriage was outdated and weathered, and it was about to fall apart.

It had been two days since he left the Western Army Barracks. This carriage was donated by the Western Army, carrying ten Asuras. According to King Ping, they were not worthy of a good carriage.

He intends to give the ten Asuras to Ziyun Mountain. Ziyun Mountain has received the news and is sending his disciples to this side.

He suddenly stopped the carriage and smiled.

The Holy Ghost did not give up this group of Ashura, and sent someone over to rescue him, and he knew his route. There were still traitors in the Western Army.

Traitors can't be avoided unless he can go to every place in the Western Xinjiang Barracks and see the minds of every soldier. One hundred thousand troops, he has to look at it, it must be exhausted, and he will never die this kind of death.

He drove the carriage to a wood by the road, disappeared with a rein, and appeared in front of four middle-aged men. Without a word, he stabbed his sword.

The seven styles of the Excalibur incorporates the absolute cloud sword technique. The mighty power is overwhelming, and the magic beads of the sky fall to the heart, and the power is infinite, making the speed of the sword a little faster, and stabbing in front of a middle-aged man's throat instantly.

The middle-aged man fierce and then retreated, but failed to get past Chu Li's sword.

"Oh!" A sword pierced his throat.

"Lao Pang!"

"Master Pang!"

"Brother Pang!"

The remaining three middle-aged roared and rushed to Chu Li.

Chu Li disappeared in a flash, appeared behind another long middle-aged man, and another sword pierced.

"Ding ..." A knife stood in front of the sword, and this middle-aged man held the horizontal knife in front of his throat, and took a step back.

The other two punched each other, and the other sent out a sword, and hit Chu Li at the same time.

The cultivation of these four people is extremely high, which is to deal with Chu Li, and naturally has a chance to win.

They did not expect that Chu Li's martial arts were so weird that they suddenly appeared after the secret show, attacked one person, and turned four people into three people.

Chu Lijun disappeared.

Tianmuzhu reunited in his heart, he sat on a tree and crossed his knees, Vientiane Guizong and Dayuan Jingzhi operated at the same time, observing three people five miles away.

They saw Chu Li disappeared, turned around and returned, and got together to save the surname Pang middle-aged.

After taking the elixir, Pang's middle-aged breath stabilized.

His face was pale and gloomy, and he was almost killed by a stroke. This sword was powerless to resist, which made him feel shameful and angry.

"Brother Pang, this guy has a good reputation, it's very tricky, let's say a few more people to come over!" A thin middle-aged Shen said, "Say it's chasing him, don't let him chase us!

"Exactly!" The round face next to the middle-aged nodded busy.

Pang's middle-aged man was stabbed in his throat, and Jian Jin was still lingering at the wound. He could not suppress it. He felt that it was dangerous. If he continued to attack the sword, he would not be able to fight it.

He beckoned and made a gesture.

"May we help you heal you?" Round-faced middle-aged asked.

Pang Xing nodded in middle age.

"Brother Pang, I'll help you!" The chubby middle-aged man, who had always been very talkative, sat down behind him and put his vest on both palms.

The other two middle-aged people stood around, looking around, tense all over, in case Chu Li appeared again.

Chu Li Vientiane Guizong is analyzing their minds, looking for flaws and killing them with one hit.

After a moment, the plump middle-aged man was transpirational.

The other two middle-aged people were more tense and more vigilant, fearing that Chu Li would appear.

The appearance of Chu Liyu, a sword pierced through the back of the chubby middle-aged man, the tip of the sword appeared from the front of his heart, and then he disappeared.

"Hey!" The plump middle-aged sprayed a thick mist of blood, which wet the back of Pang's middle-aged.

"Oh!" Pang surnamed a middle-aged man squirting a blood arrow and fell down softly.

Chu Li this sword is steadfast and accurate.

The chunky middle-aged man is concentrating on helping his companion to exercise and heal his injury, a sword in his chest, and his breath is suddenly disordered.

Pang's middle-aged man was at a critical juncture. His breath was disturbed, his success was succumbed, and with a fierce backlash, the sword momentum instantly penetrated his brain and he was seriously injured and unconscious.

"Brother Pang! Brother Xie!" The two were startled, standing back to back, staring at them all around.

"Let's carry one on the other and go!" Said the thin middle-aged Shen.

The two carried each one on their backs and shot like a smoke.

The appearance of Chu Liyu, silently pointed out two fingers.

Two minds asked as if the wind was blowing like a breeze. The next moment, Chu Li appeared a hundred meters away from them, stood with a sword, and stared at them coldly.

They were immediately vigilant, and warning signs sounded in their hearts.

"Uh ..." They suddenly stagnated.

Two questioning fingers hit them.

Under Chuli's intentional misdirection, they took the warning sign of the questioning heart as a warning sign to Chuli, and as a result they could not avoid it.

Chu Li stepped in front of them ~ www.readwn.com ~ Jianguang flashed, and the two fell to the ground with their belly covered.

He looked down at the four, and said lightly, "You all have a life-saving elixir. Take it, and kill you today!"

He said that Jianguang flashed twice, and the other two's lower abdomen were also stabbed, and their martial arts were exhausted.

Under the menacing eyes of the three, Chu Li drifted away, feeling happy.

Vientiane has become more sophisticated, and he has become more and more accurate in grasping the situation.

After he walked 300 meters, he turned around and said, "Come out."

The three youths came out of the woods and clenched their fists: "Master Chu."

Chu Li glanced at them and smiled: "I have seen three brothers, please come with me."

He had long recognized the three, and had attacked his Ziyun Mountain disciples, Xu Ting, Geng Huarong, and Chen Fenglei. (To be continued.) To find this site, please search for "" or enter the URL: