As dusk set in, the group of people arrived and missed their dormitory, so they rested directly in a forest.
They built a bonfire and grilled some game meat on the bonfire. The meat was sizzling and fragrant. Then they brought their own braised meat and dry food, and they had a lot of food.
The night was getting darker, Chu Li sat quietly in front of the bonfire, the firelight illuminated his face.
King An sat opposite him, his handsome face flickering in the firelight, and his eyes looking at Chu Li also changed.
Xu Ning sat cross-legged under a pine tree, motionless, as if he had merged with the pine tree.
Zheng Lide felt awkward all over and had difficulty breathing.
The surging atmosphere between Chu Li and King An was too uncomfortable. The two clearly wanted to destroy each other, but they sat facing each other without speaking.
Zheng Lide knew about King An's heart. The ten masters from Tianwaitian were killed, which broke the backbone of Prince An's palace and almost destroyed Prince An's ten years of hard work. How could he not hate Chu Li to the core?
Chu Li is each his own, and there is nothing he can do about it. Unfortunately, if he does things too badly, King An will not be able to take them seriously and get rid of them quickly.
If the ten masters of Tianwaitian had not been killed at the beginning, King An would definitely have a different attitude. He would definitely introduce him as the most important talent, accept him with an open mind, and try his best to win over him, and he would never become an enemy.
It's a pity that things are so helpless, the past cannot be repeated, and there is no chance to do it again.
And he doubted that even if he had it to do over again, Chu Li would do it again and would never let Prince An's Mansion threaten Duke Yi's Mansion. Such loyalty was admirable, but it was a pity that even if the prince admired him, he would not forgive him.
Chu Li raised his head and glanced at Prince An: "How is your martial arts training going?"
King An threw a piece of wood into the bonfire and said calmly: "I've just entered the door, I can't kill you yet."
Chu Li smiled and said: "The prince wants to kill me, why bother to do it yourself? Venerable Xuning, Commander Zheng can just lead them together!"
King An shook his head: "I want to kill you myself!"
"Your Majesty, do you think you can really kill me?" Chu Li smiled: "Your Majesty is in retreat, and I am not idle either. I think my talent is better than His Majesty's, right?"
"...What do you mean?" King An frowned and said, "Do you think I can't beat you?"
Chu Li nodded: "My lord, you have been lying to yourself and just refused to admit it. You should understand."
"I don't believe it!" King An said calmly: "I believe I can kill you!"
Chu Li sighed: "Since the prince is so confident, then just go into seclusion and continue to practice hard."
"I'm afraid that you will be killed by someone else before I take action!" King An said calmly.
He glanced at the two shadows under the bonfire.
"Tsk!" Two shadows flashed and enveloped Chu Li.
The wood in Chu Li's hand turned into two black lights, hitting two shadows.
The two pieces of wood missed the target and passed directly through the shadow.
The two shadows continued to attack Chu Li without any hindrance.
The fire was bright, and Zheng Lide could clearly see the two shadows rushing towards Chu Li, like two big nets covering them, extremely fast.
King An had no intention of helping. He wished the two assassins would kill Chu Li.
"Bang bang!" Chu Li slapped a shadow with both palms.
His body suddenly froze, and his hair stood up suddenly.
Two black figures appeared, one was short and wretched, and the other was so skinny that he looked frail.
The two of them paused for a moment, and then they moved their palms, and the sound of thunder was faintly heard in the night sky.
Chu Li shouted: "Protect the prince!"
Zheng Lide and Xu Ning hurriedly stood in front of King An.
The short and wretched middle-aged man's palm print was as fast as lightning, so fast that he had no time to react.
Chu Li punched out and his fists and palms met. Chu Li's clothes swayed again and his body stiffened. This person's cultivation level was far inferior to that of Zhang Ci and Meng Jian.
Another thin middle-aged man took advantage of his freeze to attack.
Chu Li was like a piece of wood, being hit by the thin middle-aged man without any reaction, and the right palm with flowing purple light was printed on his left chest.
"Bang!" He was thrown out like a stone and flew into the air.
The direction he flew out was exactly where King An was.
King An pushed Zheng Lide and Xu Ning away, and struck out with one palm. The golden light of his right palm flashed, and he firmly sealed Chu Li.
Chu Li flew out again with a "bang" and sprayed a blood arrow in the air.
"Hehe..." The two middle-aged men laughed strangely, like two flashes of lightning, shooting at Chu Li again.
Chu Li was in the air and sprayed out another blood arrow, but he was happy in his heart.
The power of the Yin Thunder Palm of these two people is very powerful. After swallowing the demonic energy, they become more refined and the fourth level of the demonic skill becomes more and more clearly visible.
"Bang bang bang bang..." The two of them took turns hitting Chu Li, treating Chu Li like a ball and kept hitting him, keeping him flying in the air and unable to land.
The body movements of the two were like electricity, with purple light flowing from their palms, and a faint thunderous sound emitting from their bodies. Although they looked ridiculous, their sound was astonishing.
Everyone present was awe-inspiring and did not dare to provoke them. They could only watch Chu Li flying further and further away.
King An laughed.
Xu Ning glanced at him.
Zheng Lide also looked at him.
King An was so immersed in excitement that he didn't notice it at all.
He just felt extremely happy, watching Chu Li being hit with one palm after another, without the ability to fight back, flying around like a rag doll, as if he was beating him, like drinking wine.
The two of them took turns with one palm at a time, as fast as lightning. As they were taking out their palms, they thought that the rumors were exaggerated. What a young and handsome man, he was nothing more than that.
Twenty palms later, the two men had already sent Chu Li flying more than a hundred meters into the depths of the woods, out of sight of King An and the others.
They felt vaguely that something was wrong.
An ordinary person would be dead after just two slaps, but Chu Li felt no difference after twenty slaps. Not only was his aura not weak, but it was getting stronger.
The counter-shock force from his body is getting stronger and stronger, and you can clearly feel that he is getting stronger, as if the two of them are not beating him, but helping him!
He is probably taking the opportunity to break through his realm!
The two looked at each other and felt that they couldn't do this anymore.
The figure of the wretched middle-aged man suddenly grew taller, and a faint muffled sound of thunder came from his body again. A red glow appeared on his right palm, which contrasted with the purple glow of the thin middle-aged man. They all carried a heart-stopping aura of destruction, which seemed to be able to destroy all things.
"Bang!" Chu Li received a solid slap.
"Boom!" Like a huge thunder explosion, Chu Li shot out like an arrow from a string, a little faster than before.
Chu Li said "Wow" and spat out a bloody arrow, which shocked his internal organs.
This palm glowing with red light was as strong as the sun, but it was even more domineering and fierce.
His Great Round Mirror Wisdom saw that the energy in his palm was condensed and not dispersed, as if it turned into a bolt of lightning, which exploded continuously after entering the body, destroying every part of the body, really destroying everything.
At the critical moment, the demonic energy suddenly came out and swallowed up the sparkling inner energy.
This strike is worth ten strikes of Yin Thunder Palm.
"Good boy!" The two of them looked at each other and were a little surprised to find that a thunder palm still had no effect on Chu Li.
Could this guy be a monster? I've never seen a person who was hit by the Thunder Palm unharmed. This guy only spat out a mouthful of blood, but his aura was still strong, and it seemed like he couldn't be beaten no matter what.
"I still don't believe it!" The wretched middle-aged man became heroic. His whole body seemed to be filled with air again with a dried-up balloon, and he stretched out generously. He yelled and stamped his palm again.
Chu Li received another solid slap, right in the middle of his mouth.