Chu Li was surrounded by two people, but he still used Shura Palm with ease. ▲∴
The Shura Palm itself is both exquisite and has many wonderful functions. Sometimes when the palm is extended, the body speeds up suddenly, as fast as light and shadow. Sometimes when the palm is pressed out, the speed suddenly slows down.
This sudden and sudden change is enough to make people unpredictable and at a loss as to what to do.
He was like a shadow, flitting between the two of them, advancing and retreating.
The two men were burning with blood and essence, and their facial features were extremely sharp. It was difficult for Chu Li to hit them. In this moment, he used fifty-eight palms and failed to hit even one of them. At most, he could only interact with their palms.
Chu Li suddenly frowned, someone came over again!
He shouted softly, not caring about practicing the Shura Palm anymore, and launched it from Tianya, instantly appearing behind the handsome middle-aged man. With a palm print, it was as fast as lightning, and he could not avoid it.
"Bang!" Junyi, a middle-aged man, flew out.
Chu Li shot at the chubby middle-aged man.
The chubby middle-aged man was shocked by the speed of his movements. He stretched out his palms to block, and the two palms intersected.
"Bang!" Chu Li took a step back, and at the same time a stream of light shot out from his left hand.
"Uh..." The handsome middle-aged man in the sky had just made a warning sign, but the flying knife had already pierced his heart.
"Old He!" the round-faced middle-aged man shouted solemnly.
The face of the young man in Confucian robes turned gloomy, and he said coldly: "Okay! Okay! Very good. I will not stop until I kill all of your secret guards!"
Lu Yurong remained calm and uttered two words: "It's ridiculous!"
Chu Li appeared behind the round-faced middle-aged man again and slapped him with a palm.
The round-faced middle-aged man was well prepared and slammed his back elbow out.
Chu Li disappeared in a flash and appeared on his left side.
The round-faced middle-aged man elbowed him out again.
His elbow strike was a unique one, fierce and domineering.
Chu Li knew its power, so he didn't take it hard. After dodging twice, a flying knife shot out.
"Hmph!" The round-faced middle-aged man was stabbed in the chest, but he continued to bump into Chu Li without paying any attention.
When he got closer, he suddenly opened his mouth, and a cold light shot out from his mouth.
Chu Li tilted his head and avoided it easily.
This move was hard to guard against, and no less than a dozen masters died from this shot.
When Chu Li dodged, another knife shot out.
"Ah..." The round-faced middle-aged man roared with a blush, and bumped into Chu Li faster.
Chu Li disappeared in a blink of an eye, and he missed the target, and another flying knife hit his heart.
The round-faced middle-aged man staggered a few steps and fell to the ground unwillingly.
"Who the hell are you!" shouted the young man in Confucian shirt.
He didn't expect that two top experts would die at the drop of a hat, so vulnerable, and so young. It was completely different from what he had thought before.
Chu Li glanced at him lightly and said in a deep voice: "Let's go!"
He reached Lu Yurong's side and reached out to grab her wrist.
Lu Yurong wanted to avoid it, but was caught so accurately that she could not avoid it.
"Where to go!" The young man in Confucian shirt snorted coldly and used Qinggong to chase after him.
Lu Yurong withdrew the secret technique and said calmly: "What's going on?"
Although she has removed the secret method, her state of mind is still in the secret method. Everything in the world is reflected in her mind, and everything is false and unreal.
Chu Li said: "They are here to help."
"Is your martial arts very strong?"
"Better than that guy!" Chu Li glanced behind him.
The young man in scholar's shirt had a cold face and followed him closely, getting closer and closer.
"The Holy Religion of Light is indeed full of talents!"
Lu Yurong felt that if a guy like this appeared again, she would never be able to get any favors from him.
Chu Li said: "Two are here."
"Well, I don't have the ability to do it for the time being."
"How long will it take to recover?"
"Half an hour."
"Okay, I'll hold off."
The two of them were walking and talking, and soon two old men in gray clothes appeared next to the young man in scholar's clothes, followed by three top masters.
"How about going back directly?" Lu Yurong glanced at the three people behind her.
The two old men and the young man in Confucian shirt joined forces, but he could not do anything and became a burden. The wisest way for Chu Li was to directly use his magical power to return.
Chu Li shook his head and said: "One more person can be killed."
"Send me away first, and then kill them." Lu Yurong said.
Chu Li shook his head.
Lu Yurong only needs an hour, delaying it for an hour is not a problem.
I really can't leave anymore.
If he wanted to hang up these three people, he had to bring Lu Yurong with him, so that the three of them could keep chasing him, and his greatest advantage was his endless internal strength.
The higher the cultivation level of the three people behind them, the deeper they are, but they are not as strong as their own internal strength. This is the time to make full use of their advantages, and maybe they can really be killed.
Killing one of these top masters will greatly damage the strength of the Holy Religion of Light, and the retaliation received in the future will be weaker.
Spiritual energy from all directions surged in, turning into internal force and circulating endlessly in the body.
He injected an internal force from Shura Palm into Lu Yurong's body, which was extremely yin and cold, similar to the internal force of Lu Yurong's Nine Heavens Mysterious Goddess Skill.
Lu Yurong glanced at him, a little surprised that she didn't feel any rejection at all from this inner strength.
Chu Li said: "Can you recover in advance?"
"No problem!" Lu Yurong hummed, "You know quite a lot!"
Chu Li smiled in response.
He ran ahead, with the three of them following closely behind.
They could tell that Lu Yurong was in the weak stage after the secret surgery, and it was a good time to get rid of her. They saw that Chu Li's speed was slowing down and he was chasing her more energetically.
Chu Li continuously provided internal strength to help Lu Yurong speed up her recovery.
He suddenly waved his hand and shot out a flying knife.
It passed by like a stream of light, and the three young men in Confucian shirts easily avoided it.
Seeing Chu Li like this, they became more and more sure that he was panicking and feared that his internal strength was insufficient, so they chased him even more energetically.
Chu Li didn't say a word, but just ran forward, running from one mountain to another, flying close to the treetops.
The three people behind chased him with determination, smiling.
When Chu Li is carrying a person, no matter how powerful Qinggong is, it is impossible not to be affected. The longer the time goes by, the greater the impact will be, just like walking with a person on his back. At first, he doesn't feel anything, and the further he goes, the heavier he feels.
They wanted to consume all Chu Li's internal energy, and then capture the two of them alive, without taking the risk of trapped animals still fighting. They took them to Dali, killed two Holy Cult disciples, and had to be tortured for two days before they died.
Both sides have different thoughts, but both want to consume the other to death.
Half an hour later, Lu Yurong whispered: "Okay!"
Chu Li nodded and said nothing.
Lu Yurong glanced at the three people chasing behind her, pursed her lips and smiled, understanding what Chu Li was thinking, and said no more.
Half an hour later, Chu Li's figure became slower and slower, and the three people behind him also slowed down. He wanted to catch up in one go, but was unable to do so.
An hour later, Chu Li became slower and slower, almost as fast as an acquired master.
An hour and a half later, Chu Li pulled Lu Yurong and trotted along the official road, just a little faster than ordinary people.
The three people behind him were also sweating profusely and their faces were pale.
At this point, with only the last breath left, no one wants to give up, and their determination to catch up with the other person and kill the other person is even more determined and unshakable.
A bright moon hangs in the sky, shining brightly all over.
But the darkness of night is almost nonexistent to them, and its impact is minimal.
Chu Li suddenly smiled, turned around and said: "Kill them all!"
"Okay!" Lu Yurong hummed.
She was secretly shocked by the depth of Chu Li's inner strength, which was simply endless.
The two of them rushed back, as fast as ghosts, and arrived in front of the three of them.
Chu Li threw out his left and right hands at the same time.
"Chi! Chi!" Two streams of light shot into the chests of the two old men respectively.
The two old men tried their best to turn sideways to avoid their hearts.
Two more streams of light hit them again, and there was no way to avoid them. Their hearts were immediately pierced, and the flying knives fell behind them with a shower of blood.
"Uh..." The two old men stared at him in disbelief.
They are the top masters in the sect, with aloof status. They originally thought they could catch a rabbit easily, like a golden eagle catching a rabbit, but they never expected that the rabbit would turn into a ferocious beast!
"Ah..." The young man in Confucian shirt yelled angrily, with a ferocious expression on his face: "The Holy Religion will definitely destroy you"!
He fully understood that the three of him had been deceived.
Chu Li smiled and clapped his hand, and Lu Yurong also clapped his jade palm at the same time.
The young man in Confucian shirt received a palm with each hand.
"Bang!" He flew out immediately.
Chu Li flicked his hand, and the flying knife turned into a stream of light and caught up with him, shot directly into the center of his eyebrows, and embedded itself in it.
"How many flying knives do you have?" Lu Yurong breathed a sigh of relief and turned to ask.
Chu Li chuckled and was about to speak when his expression suddenly changed and he rushed towards Lu Yurong.
"Tsk!" A flash of sword light suddenly appeared, slicing Chu Li's right shoulder.