He left Feitian Sect with his original appearance, and then appeared at the foot of Dameng Sect mountain in a flash.
A young man in a purple shirt is standing at the foot of the mountain, as motionless as a tree and as strong as a sword, thrust straight into the sky, with an imposing momentum.
Chu Li smiled and shook his head, but it was an acquaintance, Song Yukun.
He took a step forward. When Song Yukun saw him, his face changed slightly and he said solemnly: "It's you again!"
Chu Li smiled and hugged his fists: "How are you?"
"Thanks to you, that's great!" Song Yukun gritted his teeth and said slowly.
He had been practicing hard and even practiced a forbidden technique. As a result, he was punished to guard the door at the foot of the mountain for three years. Within three years, he could no longer enjoy anything and could only become a door god.
Chu Li smiled and said: "You are such a master, but you still want to come to see the door. Guizong is indeed extraordinary!"
"Shut up." Song Yukun snorted: "Are you looking for Senior Brother Feng?"
Chu Li shook his head and said, "I want to see the leader of your sect."
"Impossible!" Song Yukun snorted: "Not everyone wants to see the sect leader, you are not qualified yet!"
Chu Li took out a letter from his arms, shook it, and said with a smile: "I will turn around and leave now. If you miss something, don't blame me!"
As he spoke, he turned and left.
"Wait a minute!" Song Yukun shouted: "Wait a minute!"
He said that he turned around and disappeared in a flash, and had already entered the sect-protecting formation to report.
Chu Li looked in the big round mirror with wisdom, his face suddenly changed, and he suddenly appeared two hundred miles away, on the top of a mountain, and landed a hundred meters away from Yi Qingsong.
Ten great asuras are desperately attacking Yi Qingsong.
Yi Qingsong was on the verge of falling, his face was golden, and his vitality was like a candle in the wind, which could be extinguished at any time. His moves were slow and heavy, without any threat, and he was constantly bombarded by ten great Asuras.
They slapped Yi Qingsong on his body. Yi Qingsong's body shook but he did not fly out. He could not release a trace of strength. He completely withstood it and his body became more and more damaged. If he hadn't had the physique of Asura, he would have died long ago.
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Chu Li swayed his body and rushed into the curtain of the fists of the ten great Asuras. He landed next to Yi Qingsong as light as a feather and lifted him up to escape. He wanted to move in the void but could not.
The formation formed seals the void.
When Yi Qingsong was mentioned by him, all the strength in his body suddenly disappeared, and he became as soft as if his bones had been pulled away.
He reluctantly opened his eyes and said, "The jade pendant in my arms..."
Chu Li nodded, but couldn't free his hands. He was holding him with one hand and waving his palms with the other to meet the attack. He used the power of his palms to transform his movements, and he could avoid the surging palm power every time.
Yi Qingsong struggled to reach into his arms, but found that he could not crush the jade pendant. Darkness surged in front of his eyes, and he was about to fall into coma.
Chu Li hurriedly channeled the internal power of the Jueyun Magic Skill, and Yi Qingsong suddenly became energetic and gained a little strength.
Chu Li suddenly shouted: "We can only use special moves!"
His body suddenly swelled and he shouted: "The demon is disintegrated!"
The ten Asuras took two steps back fiercely. At this moment, Chu Li caught hold of them, and with a stroke of lightning, he escaped from the formation of the Ten Asuras, and then rushed out like a shadow.
"Ah!" The roars of the ten great asuras filled the air.
They chased me like crazy.
Chu Li was as fast as lightning, and he slowly opened the distance. The light kung fu of the ten great asuras was far inferior to his.
The two-hundred-mile journey arrived almost in the blink of an eye, and Chu Li had already appeared at the foot of Damengzong Mountain.
Song Yukun appeared at the foot of the mountain. When he saw Chu Li and Yi Qingsong, his face changed slightly and he shouted hurriedly: "Wu Yuansi, what are you doing!"
Chu Li shouted: "Hurry up and help!"
Song Yukun was startled.
Yi Qingsong said hurriedly: "Senior Brother Song, take us in quickly."
Song Yukun had already seen ten great asuras shooting towards him like lightning. He knew that he had made a mistake, so he quickly picked up the two of them and rushed into the sect-protecting formation. The ten great asuras behind him could only stop in front of the formation and turn around.
Then he walked away and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
Song Yukun supported Yi Qingsong and said hurriedly: "Junior brother Yi, what's going on?"
"I was being chased. Fortunately, Brother Wu helped me, otherwise I would have fallen into their hands." Yi Qingsong shook his head with difficulty.
Chu Li's internal energy was continuously injected into his body to restore his injuries. The Jueyun Magic Technique had an excellent healing effect. Otherwise, Yi Qingsong would have passed out and would not have the strength to speak.
"Who is it?" Song Yukun sneered: "How audacious!"
Yi Qingsong hesitated, shook his head and said, "I want to see the sect master."
"It just so happens that Wu Yuansi also wants to see the sect master, so let's go together." Song Yukun said.
The three of them quickly walked up and arrived at the sect master's hall, where they saw the sect master Cheng Yuan.
Cheng Yuan wore a purple robe and sat quietly behind the desk. He was holding a book instead of a file.
He was tall and thin, with fine features and handsome features. He looked gentle and gentle. He did not have the aura of a great sect leader at all. Instead, he was gentle and kind, without giving any impression of oppression. He looked at Chu Li and Yi Qingsong with a smile.
Yi Qingsong whispered: "Sect Master."
Cheng Yuan looked at him and smiled and said: "You will be blessed if you survive a disaster. Don't cry in mourning. Being assassinated is not a big deal... Just wait a moment. Mr. Wu is here. I wonder...?"
After Chu Li cupped his fists and saluted, he presented the letter with both hands.
Song Yukun stepped forward to take it and gave it to Cheng Yuan.
Cheng Yuan opened it and took a few glances, then nodded slightly and said, "Okay, thank you very much, Yu Kun, take Mr. Wu down to have a rest."
Chu Li said: "Zong Master Cheng, don't bother me. I want to go back as soon as possible."
"I'll write a letter and take it back to you tomorrow." Cheng Yuan said with a smile.
Chu Li clasped his fists, exited the hall, walked down with Song Yukun, and entered a small courtyard.
Cheng Yuan watched them leave and turned to look at Yi Qingsong: "Who is it?"
"Great Asura." Yi Qingsong's face darkened and he said in a deep voice: "Sect Master, someone should have leaked my identity. Otherwise, I have no grudges against them. Why would they suddenly assassinate me?"
"Yeah." Cheng Yuan nodded softly: "There is no airtight wall in the world. This day has come. You are pretty lucky."
"If it hadn't been for Wu Yuansi this time, my life would have been hard to save." Yi Qingsong said: "Ten great asuras..."
He shook his head as he spoke and his heart palpitated.
If he dies, even if he is immortal, he may not be able to continue to practice the Demonic Art when he comes back to life. More importantly, once he dies, his Asura heart will immediately return to the Asura realm, making it impossible to escape.
Cheng Yuan said: "Don't go out for a while, just practice in seclusion."
"Yes." Yi Qingsong sighed.
"Don't worry, I will do this for you." Cheng Yuan smiled: "Whoever leaked the news must pay a sufficient price and let everyone know that our Dream Sect is not that easy to offend."
"Sect Master, could he be from our sect...?" Yi Qingsong frowned: "It seems that others don't know my identity."
"No." Cheng Yuan shook his head: "I am very relieved about this. Our disciples will never spread the word."
"That's weird!" Yi Qingsong sighed, cupping his fists and saying, "Then disciples will go back first."
Cheng Yuan waved his hand and watched him leave calmly. He turned around and went to the cupboard by the window, opened a drawer and took out a small box.