PS: I have reached the limit, gritted my teeth and held on, writing very slowly. Please forgive me, the update may not be timely, but I will work hard to complete the sixth update.
Chu Li looked at these remnants and felt a little melancholy in his heart. Life is so humble and fragile. Living is not easy, but dying is easy.
The owners of these little things were all lively people a few days ago. Everyone had their own dreams, and maybe they wanted to take over the world, but now they are like corpses.
He shook his head and put down the dagger, then picked up the cutting knife again.
This knife should have been cut off by a dagger, and the owner of the broken knife is still alive. He is probably the murderer, or he survived by chance?
The most likely murderer is the murderer. Which faction is he from?
He once again activated his divine power to reach heaven and earth, and at the same time prepared to use his divine power to find that guy.
"Huh?" He suddenly opened his eyes.
The contact was suddenly cut off, and the owner of the broken knife died. It was really strange that he was in a daze just now.
Thinking of this, the Heavenly Demon Bead above his heart fell, and his body was suddenly filled with infinite power. His facial features improved, and his spirit became stronger and sharper. He then used his magical power to reach the heavens and the earth, and then disappeared in a flash.
The next moment, he appeared in a city, shouting to kill.
Under the moonlight, the two groups of people fought together, and from time to time someone fell. It was tragic and cruel.
He stood and breathed several times. More than twenty people fell down, and more than a hundred people were still fighting. There were screams and curses, and there was despair and madness in the curses.
Chu Li frowned and glanced at a middle-aged man in the corner. It was the owner of this knife who was dead.
He stood in the shadows and looked around.
The four innate masters and the rest were all acquired masters. They were really not worth mentioning in his eyes, but their martial arts killed people with ease, and they fell down one by one.
There are ten people on one side and one hundred and twelve people on the other side.
Ten people were like wolves, but one hundred and twelve people were like sheep. They had almost no resistance and could only fight in vain, unable to stop themselves from falling down one by one.
They were already red-eyed, and even if they were defeated, they would fight to the death together. Unfortunately, they were both acquired masters, and they were too far behind their opponents, so they could not die together. They could only be killed one by one in a futile effort.
Chu Li was not in a hurry to intervene, and stood aside to find the person who made the decision.
The two middle-aged men were both innate masters. They fought together and it was hard to tell who was superior.
"Ling, don't be proud!" A short, fat, middle-aged expert said solemnly: "It's useless even if you kill us!"
Another handsome middle-aged man sneered: "You don't have that life, so don't reach out!"
"Do you think you can get it?" The short, fat middle-aged man laughed loudly: "To tell you the truth, I have already ruined it after seeing it. Even if you kill me, you still won't get the secret, haha..."
Junyi, a middle-aged man, said coldly: "I don't believe you are willing to destroy it!"
"Whatever you are reluctant to give up, I can't get it, and no one else can get it!" The short, fat middle-aged man laughed loudly: "I know that I can't hide it from others, and I can't protect it, but in my mind, none of you dare to kill me!"
"Humph, if I can't kill you, then the people around you will not survive!" Junyi, a middle-aged man, sneered: "Kill them all one by one, see if you can still bear it!"
"Kill, kill, the day I got the secret, I knew that no one would survive!" The short, fat middle-aged man laughed crazily: "Kill me, and no one will get it. This bullshit secret will disappear from the world!
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"Wu Zhi, if you hand over the secret book, I can spare your lives!" Junyi, a middle-aged man, said in a deep voice, "I, Ling Haiya, keep my word!"
"Humph, I can't believe it!" Wu Zhi sneered.
Ling Haiya said: "Since we will die sooner or later, why not take a gamble, maybe I can really abide by the agreement!"
"What a beautiful idea!" Wu Zhi curled his lips and said: "It's just teasing me. Ever since the day I got the secret, I knew that I would die sooner or later, but I was unwilling to do so, so I will die with the secret, haha!
Ha ha!"
"Since you know it, why do you want to grab it?" Ling Haiya shook his head and said, "If you don't have that life, you will die if you reach out!"
"People named Ling, don't talk about me, the same goes for you!" Wu Zhi suddenly flashed and jumped on the roof: "You think you have that fate, everyone knows that Haoran Zong Ling Haiya snatched the Jueyunbao
Ji! Haoran Zong Ling Haiya has snatched the Jueyun Treasure Ji!"
He was an innate master, and when he shouted at the top of his lungs, his voice could be heard more than two miles away.
"You are looking for death!" Ling Haiya's face turned cold and he stared at Wu Zhi: "Okay, Wu, I want to see how tough your mouth is!"
He turned around and looked around. His ten disciples were far from comparable to the Gaogang Gang. If the Gaogang Gang didn't have an innate master, it would have ended long ago.
Takezhi's shout is troublesome. Many people should know that it takes a lot of effort.
Wu Zhi laughed loudly and said: "I'm not having a good time with the surname Ling, so don't even think about it!"
"Looking for death!" Ling Haiya laughed angrily, his body speeding up sharply, like a wisp of smoke passing over Wu Zhi.
Wu Zhi wanted to dodge but was unable to do so. He watched helplessly as a palm hit his chest, and he couldn't help but fly up.
"Bang!" Wu Zhi fell to the ground, feeling pain all over his body.
"Wow" I spit out a mouthful of blood, but felt much better.
Ling Haiya fell next to him, quickly tapped several of his acupuncture points with his toes, clapped his hands, and looked pale.
He had used a secret technique just now, and his blood surged all over his body, which was no better than Wu Zhi's.
After sealing the Wuzhi acupoint, he shot to the other side, where he and his companions dealt with the innate master.
The innate master was an old man. Seeing that something was not going well, he turned around and ran away.
Ling Haiya signaled his companions to chase him, but he brought up Wu Zhi and entered the house, preparing to torture him to make him speak. He wanted to get the Jueyun Baoji no matter what.
Chu Li looked on and shook his head and sighed.
People's greed is like this, and it often costs them their own lives. Wu Zhi is like this, and so are his gang. They destroyed Qiufeng Village, and then were destroyed by Haoran Sect. The cycle of life and death is really unpleasant retribution.
He could imagine that Haoran Sect would also be in trouble!
He floated to the bedroom of a house, moved the bed out of the bedroom, pulled out a brick from the corner, and saw a thin booklet wrapped in oil paper hidden inside.
He didn't expect that it would be so easy to obtain the Jueyun Baoji.
Takezhi said it had been destroyed because he wanted to protect himself and he was really reluctant to destroy it.
Chu Li opened the oil paper, and inside was a yellowed silk book with only a dozen pages. The four big characters "Jueyun Baoji" were flying and phoenixes were dancing in a fierce momentum.
He opened it slowly and read page by page.
The first three pages are a set of weird mental techniques, and the last twelve pages are a set of sword techniques. There is nothing else. It is hard to believe that this is the famous Jueyun Baoji.
This set of mental techniques was a bit strange, and he couldn't tell clearly. As for the subsequent set of sword techniques, they were also a bit weird.
Chu Li frowned and pondered, finally shook his head, put the secret book in his arms, put the bricks in, moved the bed back, everything returned to its original state, and then disappeared in a flash, no one knew about his appearance.
He returned to Prince An's Mansion in a flash.
Prince An was already asleep in his palace. He was sitting in the small courtyard, the moonlight was like water.
He lowered his head and opened the Jueyun Baoji again, frowning.
This mental method was very strange, and the sword technique was also strange. He tried a few gestures, but the sword technique was very strange, and the sword was awkward to use, which made it impossible for him to judge the exquisiteness of the sword technique.