"Hey, the Wuji Small Sword Formation is quite interesting." The burly old man curled his lips and pushed out with a fierce palm.
"Bang!" The palm hit Mi Ren.
Mi Ren swung his long sword without dodge or dodge, and his feet fluttered still in the direction of the formation.
"Tsk!" The firm palm strength seemed to be torn clothes, turning into a breeze blowing over Mi Ren.
"You can't break this small Wuji Sword Formation unless you show your special skills." The thin old man shook his head and said: "We can't be lazy anymore, come on!"
"Okay!" The burly old man said solemnly.
Two old men in black clothes stood outside the formation, pushing out their palms continuously, one palm after another. Before the front palm could reach, the force of the back palm had already caught up. The two palms overlapped, and the power was astonishing, but they still could not be broken.
Small Wuji Sword Formation.
At first, the two old men shot their palms separately, but later they saw that they couldn't break through the Small Wuji Sword Formation, so their palm powers merged and they shot out almost at the same time. Then their back palms chased their front palms, and they were superimposed again, which was almost equivalent to the combined power of four people.
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The Small Wuji Sword Formation gathered the power of six people, but it was not invincible. The palm force was too strong, which vaguely affected their footsteps. The Small Wuji Sword Formation seemed to be broken at any time. Zheng Yuwan's face was pale, and she was frightened by the martial arts of these two old men.
Already.
Thinking that she was going to turn into a skeleton, she felt numb all over. She didn't want Zheng Ze to see her like this. Even if she died, she would die beautifully.
"Dad!" She grabbed Zheng Shoufang's sleeve and said nervously: "What should I do?"
Zheng Shoufang was helpless. His martial arts were just a burden in front of everyone, without any threat. He turned to look at Chu Li: "Nephew Du Xian, what should I do?"
Chu Li said: "Miss Zheng, I can lend you the jade flute."
"Ah?" Zheng Yuwan was startled.
Chu Li stretched out his hand.
Although Zheng Yuwan was confused, she did not hesitate and quickly took out a jade flute from her sleeves.
Chu Li nodded with satisfaction.
This jade flute feels warm and delicate to the touch. It is made of fine mutton-fat white jade. The flute has round holes. It is obviously made by a famous master and is expensive.
He held the jade flute to his lips, and the melodious sound of the flute floated out of the small pavilion and fell into the ears of the two old men.
The two old men's palms suddenly stopped and dispersed due to poor operation.
Only the first two palms fell on the Small Wuji Sword Formation, which did not affect the smoothness of the Small Wuji Sword Formation. Mi Ren and others secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
They were overwhelmed by palm after palm, and were on the verge of collapse. It was most important to take a breath, otherwise they would collapse immediately.
The two old men felt strange. They frowned and glanced at Chu Li before moving their palms again.
Immediately after one palm is released, the second palm is used to catch up with the previous palm and the palm power is superimposed.
Another jade flute sound suddenly sounded, their hearts skipped a beat, and their internal energy was not flowing smoothly again. The palm energy failed to be condensed, and the palm energy was wasted this time.
The two of them stared at Chu Li in the small pavilion. The sound of the flute could affect the flow of their internal energy, which really made them hiccup.
Chu Li honked the flute and looked at them with a smile.
The two gritted their teeth in disbelief and exercised their skills again. Just as they were about to perform the second palm, the sound of the flute came again. As soon as they heard the sound of the flute, their hearts jumped involuntarily, and the strength of their palms dissipated again.
The two of them became furious, bent down, picked up two stones, and threw them at Chu Li.
Chu Li played the jade flute again.
His heart skipped a beat, and his internal strength failed him. The two stones suddenly became limp and powerless. Zheng Shoufang waved his sword to block Chu Li, sending the two stones flying.
Chu Li shook his head and smiled, with a provocative look on his face.
"Who are you, kid?" the burly old man said coldly.
Chu Li said: "Those five Blood God Sect disciples were killed by me. You have found the wrong person!"
"Did you kill him?" The thin old man frowned.
They looked at the long knife on Chu Li's waist and believed it immediately.
Five members of the Blood God Cult died from the owl's head, and the wounds were smooth. It was obviously cut with a sword, not a long sword.
Chu Li wears a long sword on his waist, it can only be him.
"You deserve to die!" The burly old man stared at him.
Chu Li laughed: "It's your Blood God Cult who deserves to die, let's see who dies first!"
"What sect are you from?" the thin old man asked in a deep voice.
Chu Li said: "No name and no sect, let's see if your Blood God Sect can kill me!"
He immediately decided to go back to Xue Yuexuan in the evening and force all Xue Yuexuan disciples to go out, lest they be retaliated by the Blood God Sect.
The Blood God Sect is lawless, and they will definitely take revenge on Xue Yuexuan after knowing his origin.
"Okay, okay!" The burly old man sneered: "Then let's see how good your flute sound is!"
After he finished speaking, he patted his ears several times with both hands, blocking his hearing.
Chu Li shook his head and laughed. The Tianluo Sect's sound killing technique is so simple, how can it become one of the four major sects!
The thin old man also had his hearing blocked and his palms came out again.
Chu Li's flute played again, just right.
He could clearly see the flow of their internal energy. At the most critical and weakest moment, a flute sounded, and what was operating was the Tianluo Sect's mental method, which was the most disturbing to the mind. No matter how powerful their blood-clothed magical skills were, they could not protect themselves.
Tianluo Zongyin's killing technique can restrain the Blood God Sect's martial arts. This is the experience gained from the Blood Clothes Sect. Now it is used on the old man Liang Xuan, and it has proven to be successful time and time again.
Seeing this situation, everyone in Miren knew the mystery of the flute sound, so they became energetic and ran faster and faster, gradually switching from defense to attack.
"Hey, you guys are really good!" The two old men sneered, shrank sharply, their eyes burst into red light, and their whole bodies were filled with a faint red light.
They floated back ten feet and pushed out with their palms. Chu Li's flute sounded suddenly, and they pushed out with the second palm force, and then pushed out the third palm force.
The three palm powers are faster than the other, and they all come first and merge with the first palm power. The three palm powers of the two people merge together.
"Bang!" As if the ground shook, the footsteps of Mi Ren and the seven people suddenly stagnated, and the small Wuji Sword Formation seemed to be crushed by force.
Chu Li frowned. These two old men were so cultivated that they did not hesitate to use secret techniques. Such cultivation was very scary.
The seven people of Miren were about to be defeated with one more strike.
Zheng Ze said in a deep voice: "Brother Du, take Miss Zheng and leave first!"
"Brother Zheng, I won't leave!" Zheng Yuwan said loudly.
Chu Li was about to activate the secret technique, but as soon as he thought about it, his body froze and fell into darkness. The magic bead in his chest suddenly exploded and turned into a vast force that swept through the whole body.
"Brother Du?" Zheng Yuwan turned around and saw that his face was red and his eyes were blank and out of focus. It was obvious that something was wrong, so she hurriedly called out.
Zheng Shoufang also saw something was wrong.
Zheng Yuwan hurriedly reached out to push him.
Zheng Shoufang said hurriedly: "Don't move!"
Zheng Yuwan said anxiously: "Dad?"
"Don't touch him!" Zheng Shoufang shook his head and said, "There's something wrong with him now, don't move him yet!"
"But Brother Zheng and the others..." Zheng Yuwan stamped her feet anxiously.
"Bang!" The seven Mi Ren people flew out, and the Small Wuji Sword Formation finally collapsed.
"Puff puff!" Mi Ren's seven people spurted blood in the air.
They shouted in their hearts that my life was over.
"Bang bang bang!" The two old men turned into shadows, and with a ghostly flash, four more people flew out and turned into skeletons in the air. After landing, the bones were scattered all over the ground. (To be continued.)