Chu Li shouted hurriedly: "Don't be fooled by the King of Methods!"
Fang Qingyang knew that they deliberately provoked him, but he couldn't control himself.
He has always regarded the saint as a god and respected her so much that he would never allow others to insult her like this.
Chu Li shook his head helplessly and said: "They are just having fun. The Saint is really here, and they don't even dare to fart. Why should the King of Methods be like them? He is just a clown."
Fang Qingyang roared angrily: "If you dare to insult the saint like this, I will never forgive you!"
He was like a ghost, and he had already punched three times in one sentence, "bang bang bang" with the opponent. The faster he moved, he used the strength of the opponent's palm to activate the light kung fu, and the shadow could hardly be seen clearly.
Li Xinghe put his hands on his hands and laughed and said, "You are really good at martial arts, and you are worthy of being the Dharma King of the Holy Sect of Light!"
Chu Li raised his head and glared at Li Xinghe: "Master Li, you are going too far. Could it be that this is your Guanxing Pavilion's method of assistance? Are you just watching the fun and making sarcastic remarks?"
He was able to defeat the two masters of the Blood God Cult with ease, but he had no intention of supporting Lu Chenyu and Fang Qingyang. Although they were in danger, they did not use the last resort, and they did not use ordinary secret techniques, let alone the Great Light Secret Technique.
As Dharma Kings, they know more secret techniques and have endless methods. It is definitely not just this. They may be paralyzing the opponent, or figuring out the opponent's methods, so as to deliver a fatal blow.
Li Xinghe smiled and said: "With such a small opponent, it is not my turn to take action. Even the six Blood God Cult masters can't stop me. Then you, the Holy Cult of Light, simply surrender and there is no need to resist!"
"If you guys at Guanxing Pavilion help each other like this, surrendering to the Blood God Cult may not be a way out." Chu Li said coldly.
Li Xinghe shook his head with a smile: "Do you think you can survive by surrendering? Their Blood Dragon Pool is made of the essence and blood of the masters of Tianwaitian. Masters like you are the ones they like to kill the most. Compared with your Guangming Holy Sect, they I like your blood even more!"
Chu Li said: "With your Star View Pavilion's help, we have no way to survive. If Mr. Li does this again, don't blame us for being rude!"
"Haha... How can you be so polite?" Li Xinghe chuckled and said disapprovingly: "Is it possible that you want to fight with me?"
"Even if I can't deal with you, the Saint can always do it." Chu Li said: "How about killing you and putting the blame on the Blood God Sect? Mr. Li thinks we can't do it?!"
He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Li Xinghe lightly.
"... You are quite cruel!" Li Xinghe was stunned, smiled and shook his head: "Okay, then I will come down to help."
He pretended not to care, but his heart was awe-inspiring. He felt Chu Li's murderous intention, which was definitely not a child's play. He seemed to be very angry with himself, and was very afraid of Sun Mingyue's martial arts. If he made them anxious, he would not be able to do anything. .
He floated and landed next to Lu Chenyu, and the situation suddenly changed. Lu Chenyu gasped for breath, and Li Xinghe vented his anger on the master of the Blood God Cult. Little Tianxing's palm force continued continuously, suppressing the Blood God. Point, move forward step by step.
Chu Li also pressed harder, suppressing the two Blood God Sect masters until they could not breathe.
"Bang!" He suddenly disappeared from the spot like a ghost, and appeared behind another master of the Blood God Cult. The Great Light God punched the old man away, making a dull sound that was shocking.
Chu Li punched again without hesitation.
"Bang!" The old man received another punch in the air and retreated.
"Seeking death!" Another old man roared angrily. His whole body suddenly shrank, from a fat figure to a thin one like a bamboo pole. His martial arts suddenly increased greatly, and his speed increased by three to four points. In an instant, he was in front of Chu Li, with his white jade wiped A rouge-like palm hit Chu Li's chest.
"Bang!" Chu Li flew out.
He punched two punches in the air, one to catch the old man who was chasing him, and the other to catch the other old man. He blocked them and prevented them from continuing to pursue him. His toes touched a pine tree, and the pine tree snapped. , and he fluttered towards the thin old man rushing over.
The skinny old man used a secret technique, and under the wisdom of the Great Round Mirror, the blood all over his body was as strong as rolling flames.
Chu Li snorted and punched twice again, blocking the skinny old man's steps.
Although the skinny old man was faster and more powerful, Chu Li could always interrupt his movements, as if he was stuck in the old and new focus points of his movements, making him extremely awkward and frustrated, making him want to yell.
Li Xinghe raised his voice and said, "Brother Zhao, is it okay?"
"I can't die." Chu Li snorted.
Li Xinghe smiled and said: "Don't underestimate their secret skills. The most powerful one is the Blood God's Disintegration Technique, so be careful."
Chu Li said: "I know!"
The ten people were immediately in a stalemate. Although Chu Li received a slap and was injured, with blood on the corner of his mouth, he could still hold on. The same was true for the other three. It was difficult to kill the Blood God Cult, and the Blood God Cult also killed them. Can't reach them.
"Hmph!" The round short old man suddenly snorted and said, "Use secret techniques to get rid of them!"
"Okay!" Everyone responded.
Suddenly, the six old men all turned into thin figures, their bodies were like electricity, and their finger strength and palm strength were all 30 to 40% stronger. In an instant, they were so overwhelmed that Chu Li and the others could not breathe, and the situation was once again in danger.
Even though Chu Li was suffocated, he still had no idea of using the secret technique. He raised his voice and said, "Master Li, you only have so much ability. Where did the secret technique of Guanxing Pavilion go!"
Li Xinghe hummed: "It doesn't work even if you use secret techniques. How can it be compared to their Blood God's Disintegration Technique!"
He was wary. Once he used the secret technique and forced these guys to fight, he would definitely use the Blood God Disintegration Technique, and he would be the unlucky one.
"What a waste!" A scolding voice sounded.
Sun Mingyue and the four girls from the palace appeared Piao Piao.
Seeing this situation, Mei Dong sneered and scolded with disdain.
Chu Li glanced at her silently.
"What are you looking at? You are trash!" Mei Dong said disdainfully: "Get out of the way! Get out of the way, all of you!"
Chu Li fluttered and retreated quickly.
Li Xinghe and Lu Chenyu, as well as Fang Qingyang, also retreated with ugly expressions.
The six old men from the Blood God Sect frowned and glared at Meichun and the other four girls with ugly expressions on their faces.
"Why are you here? Your hands are stretched out long enough!" The round short old man frowned and said dissatisfiedly: "Are you trying to set up trouble?"
Mei Dong Xianxiancong pointed at the six of them and hummed: "Our palace has friendship with the Holy Sect of Light. If you know the truth, get out of here. Otherwise, I will cut off your heads and play them as footballs!"
The round-faced old man frowned and said: "You ladies are so ignorant, don't blame us for being rude!"
Chu Li slowly came to Sun Mingyue's side.
Sun Mingyue glanced at him and shook her head to stop talking.
Chu Li showed a helpless expression.
"Okay, let's see how rude you are!" Mei Dong snorted, turned around and said, "Sister, if you are blabbering with them, just behead them!"
"Do it!" Mei Chun said calmly with a cold face.
The four women suddenly turned into four white shadows. The long swords at their waists were unsheathed. The sword light was like a sword. The four sword lights formed a circle and trapped the six old men.
"Looking for death!" The round short old man said coldly: "Don't hold back, kill them!"
The six old men immediately pointed out, and the blood god's religious power weaved a net to wrap them up, making it airtight.
"Ding ding ding ding..." The continuous sound of gold and iron is like rain hitting banana trees, where the finger force hits the sword body.
Chu Li turned around and said, "The saint won't take action?"
"Wait and see." Sun Mingyue said, "Are you injured?"
Chu Li nodded.
Sun Mingyue frowned and looked at him.
Logically speaking, these six old men were not as good as him in cultivation and would not be injured. They should have deliberately held back their hands. (To be continued.)