Chu Li coughed lightly and said: "Since Mr. Lu wants to stay, then let's stay. I'm bored by myself, so it's good to have someone to talk to."
Lu Xiaofeng smiled: "Master Zhao is really generous."
Chu Li said: "Huiyao Hall will be established soon, and Mr. Lu will need to take care of it in the future."
"How many people will Zhao Gongzi's Huiyaotang recruit?" He sat down and looked at Yueru.
Yueru shook her head helplessly, she always felt something was wrong.
Zhao Dahe is fine, but Lu Xiaofeng will never be convinced.
He is a disciple of the Chiyang Sect. Once he takes action, it is easy for Zhao Dahe to misunderstand him. The Chiyang Sect and the White Tiger Divine Art are in alliance, and a big fight will not end well.
Chu Li smiled and said: "One hundred people are enough."
"A hundred people..." Lu Xiaofeng said: "It's nothing in Dafeng City."
Chu Lidao: "Martial arts is the most important thing, I'm too lazy to care about others."
"More people are more powerful." Lu Xiaofeng said: "If there is a conflict in the future, if there are too few people, we will suffer losses. However, Mr. Zhao has excellent martial arts skills, so he is not afraid of this. He killed the five elders of the White Tiger Sect alone. He is so majestic and impressive. I admire you!"
Chu Li shook his head and said: "Luck, if five people came together, I would have died a long time ago. They came in batches, giving me opportunities to take advantage of. Mr. Lu's cultivation level is also good, although it is not as good as that of the White Tiger Sect."
Elders are also rare among the younger generation."
"Far worse than Mr. Zhao." Lu Xiaofeng laughed.
Yueru An breathed a sigh of relief.
The two of them were better than they thought, and they didn't fight directly.
Lu Xiaofeng said: "I wonder how long Mr. Zhao and Miss Yueru have known each other?"
"A month." Chu Li said with a smile: "The last time I came to see Miss Yueru, Miss Yueru used the sound-killing technique. Tianluo Sect's hospitality is indeed unique."
"Oh——?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "Could it be that the sound-killing technique can't defeat Mr. Zhao?"
Yue Ru said: "Master Zhao has extraordinary concentration, but the sound-killing technique is of no use to him."
"That can be regarded as the nemesis of Tianluo Sect." Lu Xiaofeng said with a smile: "I can't do it. I can only surrender when I encounter the sound killing technique. I can't guard against it."
Yueru pursed her lips and smiled: "How can it be so powerful?"
Lu Xiaofeng said: "Mr. Zhao, I have something unclear."
Chu Li glanced at him and said calmly: "Master Lu, it's better not to say anything."
"I'm not happy if I don't complain about this." Lu Xiaofeng shook his head.
Yueru saw Chu Li's expression change and said hurriedly: "Mr. Lu, since Mr. Zhao doesn't want to hear it, it's better not to say anything."
Seeing her favoring Chu Li in this way, Lu Xiaofeng became more and more unhappy, but the smile on his face became brighter: "As a disciple of the Chiyang Sect, I have to mention how my uncle Pang died?"
Chu Li lowered his face and looked at him coldly.
He stared at Chu Li without showing any signs of weakness, not giving in.
The happy atmosphere in the room suddenly disappeared and became tense suddenly.
Yue Ru secretly sighed that he had indeed come.
She shook her head and said, "Mr. Lu, why is this necessary?"
"My uncle Pang can't die in vain, right?" Lu Xiaofeng said coldly: "I don't know why I offended Mr. Zhao and suffered such a cruel attack from Mr. Zhao."
"Master Lu..." Yue Ru frowned.
Chu Li waved his hand to interrupt her.
Yueru looked at him puzzled.
Chu Li hummed: "It's okay to tell you, but everyone is dead, so if I tell you, I haven't told you!"
"Tell me and listen." Lu Xiaofeng said.
Chu Li said: "Tan Jin and I were both injured at the time. We both had no strength. Let's see who can recover first. At this time, your Uncle Pang appears and wants to help Tan Jin kill me. Naturally, I will kill him."
"Then why does Uncle Pang have the White Tiger Killing Technique?" Lu Xiaofeng frowned.
Chu Li shook his head and said: "Because Tan Jin was unconscious and blind, the White Tiger Killing Technique hit him. Of course he didn't expect Tan Jin to kill himself. I killed him when he was injured, and then killed Tan Jin.
Speaking of which, I have to thank you, Uncle Pang!"
"Impossible!" Lu Xiaofeng shouted.
Chu Li said: "If he doesn't show up, I will eventually kill Tan Jin, but it will also take a lot of effort. Your Uncle Pang is a powerful person. He hides his secrets and is about the same level as Tan Jin!"
"Impossible!" Lu Xiaofeng shouted.
Chu Li spread his hands: "You wouldn't believe it if I told you."
He turned his head and smiled at Yueru: "Speaking of which, Miss Yueru, you also want to thank Elder Pang."
Yueru frowned and said, "Mr. Zhao, is this true?"
"Of course." Chu Li said: "Your Chiyang Sect is quite loyal to the White Tiger Sect, but I don't know if the White Tiger Sect believes in your loyalty."
Lu Xiaofeng sneered: "It was the disciples of the White Tiger Sect who saved Uncle Pang, so Uncle Pang is grateful to the White Tiger Sect, and the White Tiger Sect also believes in Uncle Pang!"
Chu Li smiled: "Would the White Tiger Sect believe you? I don't think so. He died unjustly, and it is really sad that the White Tiger Sect will still doubt him after he dies!"
Lu Xiaofeng's face was gloomy.
"Zhao, if you kill my benefactor, I will never be at odds with you!" the middle-aged man suddenly shouted in a deep voice.
After saying that, he punched Chu Li fiercely.
Chu Li sidestepped and said, "Master Lu, is this how you control your subordinates? Your subordinates are so impudent that they actually take action without permission."
Lu Xiaofeng hummed: "Old Huang, step back!"
The middle-aged man, Lao Huang, punched out again: "Sir, please forgive me for not obeying your order. This guy is too hateful. My benefactor died unjustly, but he took pleasure in his misfortune. It is really despicable and shameless. If you don't kill him, it will not be enough to comfort him."
The spirit of my benefactor is in the sky!...I must kill him and let him shut his stinking mouth forever!"
Chu Li turned sideways to avoid the punch and glanced at Lu Xiaofeng with a frown.
Lu Xiaofeng said: "You are no match for him!"
"Where justice lies, no matter what it takes!" Lao Huang, a middle-aged man, said impassionedly and punched out again.
Chu Li said calmly: "Then I will help you!"
He punched lightly and made a great bright divine punch.
"Bang!" Lao Huang shuddered, and his back arched like a shrimp, as if he had been punched in the stomach.
Chu Li calmly and slowly retracted his fist.
"Poof!" Lao Huang spat out a blood arrow and fell limply to the ground, motionless, dead.
"Zhao Dahe!" Lu Xiaofeng was furious: "You have gone too far!"
Chu Li's triangular eyes were filled with coldness, and he said lightly: "So what if it's too much!"
"Lu needs to learn your clever trick!" Lu Xiaofeng shouted angrily, and slapped out a palm, his palm glowing red, and the palm force was burning.
Chu Li punched out.
The Great Light Divine Fist collided with the palm of his hand, and the heat dispersed. Lu Xiaofeng flew straight backwards and hit the door with a bang.
As the door shook, Lu Xiaofeng slid along the door to the ground and sat motionless on the carpet. There was blood at the corner of his mouth, and he tried his best to keep his eyes open.
The power of the Great Light Divine Fist penetrated into his body, constantly burning his internal energy and corroding his internal organs. He desperately tried to drive it out, otherwise he would die in the next moment.
Yue Ru looked at him anxiously, then turned to look at Chu Li.
Chu Li shook his head and said: "How can you succeed like this? If you have this kind of kung fu to play here, why not go back and practice hard."
Yue Ru said angrily: "Master Zhao!"
Chu Li said: "Miss Yueru, your eyesight is very average, how can you still like this?"
He had long seen Yueru's thoughts. She was very attracted to this Lu Xiaofeng, but she never showed it. Even Lu Xiaofeng himself didn't know, otherwise he wouldn't be so worried and jealous.