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Chu Li's sword light was getting faster and brighter, and he became more capable of killing.
While brandishing his knife, he shouted loudly: "Feng Changwen, wait until I kill all these losers before I kill you. If you have the guts, don't run away!"
Feng Changwen practiced his fists and shook his head and sneered: "I'm not stupid, I just put my head in front of you, idiot!"
Chu Li took one step at a time and never retreated. Even if they tried their best to stop him, he still kept moving forward one step at a time, slashing down to kill a person. He seemed to swing the knife at random, with infinite power and no hindrance, but every knife was just right.
None failed.
This is not the exquisite swordsmanship of Zhao Jiadao, but the wonderful effect of Wanxiang Guizong.
A faint aura circulates in the body, moving everything back to its origin. He can predict everyone's movements, and based on the prediction, the body will find the most advantageous position and posture to withstand the fewest stab wounds.
He seemed to be covered in stab wounds, but the injuries he sustained were extremely minor. In addition, he was physically strong. Even if he did not use the Vajra Du E magic skill and other mental techniques, it would actually be difficult for the sword to penetrate his body. It was only a superficial wound.
From the gate to the Moon Gate, which was the first entrance to the courtyard, there were twenty steps in total. He killed sixteen people, and the remaining four were too courageous to stop them.
Chu Li passed through the Moon Gate and came to the second courtyard. He looked at Feng Changwen proudly: "Feng Changwen, why haven't you run away yet?"
Feng Changwen frowned and looked at him, then glanced at the four iron-blooded gang members outside the Moon Gate.
They looked away from him, not daring to look at him.
"You have become more capable!" Feng Changwen retracted his fist, nodded, and stretched out his hand.
A guard handed him a knife.
Feng Changwen drew his sword out of its sheath, threw the scabbard away, and flicked the blade with his fingers.
"Zheng..." sounded like a dragon's roar.
Chu Li shook the blade.
"Buzz..." The strange voice suppressed the roar of the dragon.
Feng Changwen said: "Zhao Dahe, do you really think you can beat me?"
"Nonsense!" Chu Li snorted: "Take my knife!"
He kicked off his feet, jumped towards Feng Changwen, and performed a mountain-splitting move in the air, the sword hanging down like a sword.
Feng Changwen slashed with a long sword.
"Ding..." Chu Li held the long sword firmly in his hand, while Feng Changwen swung the long sword far away.
He stepped on a strange arc under his feet, removed the huge force coming from his body, and slashed horizontally with his sword at an extremely fast speed.
The last time Chu Li fought against him, he didn't have such a fast knife.
"Ding..." Chu Li blocked the attack with his sword.
Feng Changwen's long sword swung away again, stepped on the arc under his feet, then came close to him again, and slashed horizontally with the sword again.
Chu Li shook his head and said: "You want to cut off my knife, right? It's all in vain!"
Feng Changwen frowned secretly.
The Great Light Sutra he practiced is the first mental method of Dali, and it is infinitely powerful. Although he has just practiced it, he has already seen its power for the first time. Why did Zhao Dahe not react at all when two internal forces entered it?
Chu Li was most familiar with the Great Light Sutra and it was very powerful, but Feng Changwen's fire was too weak and he didn't need to pay attention to it at all.
"Ding ding ding ding..." Feng Changwen slashed more than a dozen times in one go.
Chu Li held the sword across his chest, and with just a slight block, Feng Changwen's sword was swung away.
He suddenly withdrew his sword, did not dodge Feng Changwen's long sword, and slashed at Feng Changwen.
This sword flashed like lightning.
Feng Changwen was caught off guard. He thought Chu Li would continue to block his sword, but he didn't expect Chu Li to change his moves so suddenly.
"Humph!" He groaned, using strange footwork, trying his best to avoid Chu Li's knife, but he couldn't move faster than Chu Li's knife.
The tip of the knife still scratched his left arm, and a long gash ran from the shoulder to the elbow. The skin and flesh were completely cut open, revealing the dense white bones.
Feng Changwen jumped fiercely and reached the roof in an instant, disappearing in the blink of an eye. The speed was beyond Chu Li's expectation.
I knew Feng Changwen was good at Qinggong, but I didn't expect it to be this good.
"Feng Changwen, if you have the guts, don't run away!" He shouted loudly and started to chase after him.
It's a pity that now he has no internal strength and can't use Qinggong. He can only jump hard and climb over the wall. Then he climbs over the walls and chases in the direction of Feng Changwen. He quickly disappears.
The remaining guards did not intervene, watching the show with their hands on the sidelines.
Chu Li chased for a moment and saw that Feng Changwen had escaped from Pingan Town and headed north.
Chu Li frowned and could only stop, making a fussy gesture, and returned to his yard.
He returned to the small courtyard and just sat down. Before he could change out of his bloody clothes, gang leader Qiao Zhenhai appeared.
Chu Li clasped his fists: "Gang leader."
"Dahe, are you going to kill Feng Changwen?"
"Yes, I almost killed him, but it's a pity that his Qinggong is too good."
"If he hadn't been good at Qinggong, he would have died many times. Every time I was about to kill him, but he escaped!"
"The gang leader has nothing to do?"
"You can only be better than him in Qinggong, or you can kill him with one move."
"Gang leader, you didn't do it yourself?"
"No."
"Why?" Chu Li frowned.
He believed that with Qiao Zhenhai's martial arts, he would be able to kill Feng Changwen.
Qiao Zhenhai shook his head and said: "This matter is very troublesome. It is a conventional rule. If I take action, what about Song Tiehua?"
"So you just watch Feng Changwen being rampant?"
"I'm actually going to take action." Qiao Zhenhai frowned and sighed: "But it has to be done perfectly, otherwise I can't protect all four incense masters. Song Tiehua will definitely take revenge. In this way, both the Chivalrous Gang and the Iron-Blooded Gang will have to take action."
Death light!"
Chu Li snorted: "It's so unpleasant!"
"You are too impulsive today!" Qiao Zhenhai said: "He has forty guards at home!"
"Then kill them all, just in time to eliminate the Iron-Blooded Gang!"
"You can't kill ten of them."
"What can't be killed?"
"Those ten guards are not from the Iron Blood Gang." Qiao Zhenhai said: "They are disciples of Sanjue Hall."
"Sanjue Hall? What Sanjue Hall?"
"The top gangs in Luozhou City are far from comparable to us. If they offend Sanjuetang, they will bring disaster to us!"
"I don't think it's that great!"
"That's because they are only the most basic disciples. Only innate masters are qualified to enter the Sanjue Hall, and only Tianwaitian masters are the incense masters."
"What is the hall master?"
"The top Tianwaitian master."
"Is it that powerful?"
"If you offend them, you only need to send an incense master and his men to destroy us!" Qiao Zhenhai snorted: "So don't kill Feng Changwen yet, I will think of a way."
"No, I can't even sleep without killing him!" Chu Li shook his head: "I, Zhao Dahe, do things for myself. I am the one who kills the disciples of Sanjue Hall, not the Chivalry Gang. Who cares about them!"
"You think so, but Sanjuetang doesn't think so. They act overbearingly and will definitely kill them!"
"...Okay, let me think about it!"
Chu Li snorted and gritted his teeth unwillingly.
He felt excited and a little confused.
Isn’t Sanjuetang the backstage of the Chivalry Gang? How come it became the backstage of the Iron Blood Gang?
But the people who kill Sanjuetang are the best. Is there any way to attract the attention of Sanjuetang? He has no guilt about killing these guys and kills many people. (To be continued.) 8