White-Robed Chief

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While studying Feng Mo, Bai Feng was thinking about the teachings of Blood Clothes.

Disciples of the Blood Clothing Church are all dressed in white, and they look similar to those of the Bright Saints. They do not match the names of the Blood Clothing Church.

Theoretically, the Blood Clothing religion is only a small sect. Compared with Tian Luozong, the sky is far away, but it is this small sect that has caused great trauma to Tian Luozong and lost a lot of vitality.

This blood cloak is very evil and different from all martial arts in the martial arts. It uses the power of essence and blood. Compared with internal force, it is more subtle and overbearing, just like the difference between swordsmanship and swordsmanship.

The internal force is like a sword, the agility is exquisite, the power of blood is like a knife, and it is fierce and overbearing.

What's more terrible is that the blood-clothing magical power can directly swallow the essence and blood. Once the blood-clothing magical power is repaired, it cannot be contacted with it, otherwise the whole body's blood will be swallowed and consumed by the blood-clothing magical power, and the flesh will dry up and become a dead body.

At present, there is no good way to deal with the blood-clothing magic. You can only do not touch the other side, let the masters release the internal force, or use a hidden weapon.

The blood-clothing magic is just overbearing. The masters of Tianwaitian are far from useful in attacking from a distance. The key is the hidden weapon.

Tian Luozong is good at sound killing, but he is the most able to restrain the blood cloak. ,

Therefore, the blood cloak religion has always regarded Tian Luozong as a nail in the eyes. Once it is restored, it must first be cleaned up. Otherwise, once there is restraint in Tian Luo Zong, the blood cloak has to perish.

The blood-coat teaching disciples have n’t been much. The blood-clothing skill is too difficult to cultivate and requires extremely high talents. Most people practice the blood-clothing skill. The most likely end result is that the essence and blood collapse.

Bai Feng lifted the writing brush, took a deep breath, wrote a plain note in one go, and then lifted it up and blew.

Tian Luozong must send a master to come here, and he can't stand alone here. Once the blood cloak taught his disciples to come over, Fengxianlou couldn't stop it.

According to Tian Luozong's investigation, this time there are ten disciples in the teaching of blood clothing. It seems that the number is small and the threat is not great, but she knows how big the ten threats are.

The most powerful of the blood cloak is to devour and strengthen yourself. After absorbing the blood of the opponent, it becomes its own power, becoming more refined and overbearing. As more and more opponents are defeated, the blood cloak will become stronger and stronger.

The blood cloak is practiced by devouring, but there is a limitation-to devour people who are stronger than themselves, it is useless to cultivate as their own blood.

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In the early morning, Chu Li continued to sit at the Jiuxing Tower for dinner, and looked around. There was no Yang Ying's shadow. She couldn't help but be disappointed. The beautiful girl was lively and cute, and was very relaxed and happy with her.

After eating, he never saw Yang Ying, but shook his head helplessly.

She seemed to think of herself as a broom star, and did not dare to approach, or was Bai Huzong really come and brought her back?

He glanced around, glanced at a middle-aged man, and frowned.

The middle-aged man glanced over him and looked at him as if he didn't recognize him.

Chu Li came and sat opposite the middle-aged man, Wen said, "Which brother invited you over?"

The middle-aged man was confused and looked at him puzzled.

Chu Li shook his head and said, "It's best not to act rashly, I'm not so good-tempered, as soon as you move, I will kill people directly!"

"This boy ..." the middle-aged man wondered more.

Chu Li smiled and got up to leave.

The middle-aged man watched him leave, his face slowly sinking, his brows locked.

This Zhao Dahe was harder to meet than imagined, and felt extremely keen. He just sat not far away and showed no hostility, but after just a few observations, he found that this keen assassin from the sky, assassination, but not easily.

He thought about it and decided to go back first and mention the price again, otherwise he was too lossy. This is not the level of the disciples outside the Mount of the Holy Sect, even the disciples inside the Mount of the Holy Sect are far worse.

Chu Li watched the middle-aged man fluttering away, and also followed.

Using Dayuan Mirror wisdom, he hung far behind the middle-aged man, all the way out of Dafeng City, heading north, ran out more than a thousand miles at a stretch, and reached a big city—Huayun City.

After entering Huayun City, the middle-aged man began to circle around, and Chu Li was also able to help him. He circled around three times before entering a house.

The house was heavily guarded. Two young congenital masters stood outside the door and stood against the sword. Inside the house were ten congenital masters and two outer masters. The middle-aged man entered the hall directly.

There was a beautiful girl with a round face in the hall, her skin was white and delicate, her skin was red and charming.

She was drinking tea and looked faintly at the middle-aged man.

Middle-aged man's fist: "I've seen Mo Tang."

The beautiful young girl said lightly, "Is everything done?"

The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "Mo Tangzhu forgive me, we can't do this."

The delicate girl frowned slightly and looked at him dissatisfied.

The middle-aged man said busyly: "It's not that we don't want to do it, it's really helpless. This Zhao Dahe's cultivation is far from being as low as imagined. On the contrary, he is a difficult guy. The cultivation is only for you. It ’s estimated that even if we do it, we will not be able to retreat. "

"It's so strong?" The beautiful young girl lightly daimei: "He started more than two months, so that you can look down on him in the past, it seems my master is a wizard!"

"Yes, I have inquired about it in the city. This Zhao Dahe is the No. 1 master of the Windy City. He killed the five elders of Bai Huzong. The power of the bright sword is infinite. No one can stop it. The middle-aged man said: "So Mo Tang, we need more powerful expert support, and there is ... the price has to double ten times!"

"Money is not a problem." The beautiful girl said lightly: "The key is whether you can do anything."

"He can kill five Elders of the White Tiger Sect. The power of this Zhao Dahe can be seen as average." The middle-aged man slowly said: "But we are not using martial arts, it is estimated that he can't help it."

Chu Li knew from his mind that they used a hidden weapon for killing, a kind of unique hidden weapon, dedicated to breaking the suffocation of foreign families, and the speed was very fast. Once it was cast, it was like a storm and it was inevitable ~ www.readwn.com ~ How much can be avoided.

Once these hidden weapons fall on the body, they will lose a lot of blood and become poisonous.

Chu Li saw the shape of a hidden weapon in his mind. It looked like only a silver stick. Once the switch was pressed, the iron rod ejected hundreds of small arrows, shooting like a storm, and each arrow was Barbed and bloody.

Once shot into the body, if you want to pull it out, you can only dig it with a knife and meat together. The blood will keep the blood flowing out and it can't be stopped.

Such a poisonous hidden weapon made Chu Li also take a breath of cold air, and his heart was astonished.

He could have escaped one, but he could not have escaped with ten fires. It seems that the Mo Tangzhu wanted his own life.

"I can't help it." The owner of Mo Tang took a sip of tea, took out ten silver tickets from his sleeve, and flicked them, the silver ticket slowly drifted towards the middle-aged man.

She said lightly: "This is the deposit, let's do it as soon as possible."

"Let's start tomorrow!" Middle-aged man clenched his fists: "As for the helper?" (To be continued.)