"Pah! Pah!" Amidst two clear high-fives, Chu Li emerged from the void, stroking his palms and exclaiming: "I admire you!"
Song Jing's last few palms were really beautiful. She didn't face the green-robed old man face to face and kept him from staring into her eyes, which weakened his ability. Especially the last move was extremely subtle.
If it were him, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to do so with ease.
Song Jing glanced at him and said, "Are you just watching the excitement?"
Chu Li smiled and said: "Anyway, you can be resurrected!"
"If you are killed by him, you may not be able to survive!" Song Jing snorted.
The green-robed old man's methods were strange, and he was definitely a member of the Demon Sect. The terrifying thing about the Demon Sect's martial arts was that it was the perfect fusion of spirit and internal power, which ordinary people simply could not resist.
If the old man slapped his Baihui Point with his palm just now, he might not be able to survive if he dies. Moreover, the Demon Sect is vicious and will definitely cut off the heads. It is said that the bone tower formed by the heads is the most conducive to practicing the Demon Sect. Martial arts.
Practicing in the Bone Tower will get twice the result with half the effort.
As for the Bone Tower, not just anyone's skull can be used. It requires the skull of an expert with sufficient cultivation to be effective. The higher the cultivation level, the more powerful the Bone Tower formed and the more conducive it is to cultivation.
Chu Li said: "Can you tell that he is a master of the Demon Sect?"
"Definitely!" Song Jing nodded lightly and said, "I just don't know which one."
She only knows the legend of the Demon Sect, and has never personally taught the masters of the Demon Sect. Her experience is scarce, so she cannot determine which sect it is. There are eighteen sects of the Demon Sect, and each one has its own unique skill. The original Demon Sect, the Eighteenth Any sect is the top sect.
Chu Li shook his head.
He has not read many records of the Demon Sect. This time he will check it out carefully when he goes back to know himself and the enemy.
"There is one more!" Song Jing said: "Let's go, since you broke the formation, let's destroy it together!"
Chu Li said: "It's best to lead him out."
"Yes." Song Jing nodded lightly.
She lifted up the old man in green robe who had been shocked to death and fluttered away. After a while, she arrived at the original mountain peak.
Song Jing suddenly slapped Chu Li with a palm, and Chu Li caught the palm.
There was a loud "bang", and birds all over the mountain forest flew up one after another.
The corpse of the old man in green robe stood upright on a treetop, moving with the treetops, while Song Jing and Chu Li kept beating "bang bang bang bang", shaking the sky and the earth, and the birds did not dare to fly down. .
A moment later, another old man in green robe approached silently, like a ghost.
As soon as he got close, he felt something was wrong, turned around and left.
From a hundred meters away, he could already tell that something was wrong with his companion. He didn't notice that he was dead, and he knew that he was being restrained. So he thought of a trick to lure the enemy, turned around and wanted to leave, and got out first.
Chu Li and Song Jing flashed and appeared in front of the green-robed old man almost at the same moment.
It turned out that the old man had fallen on the branch of the tree.
"Who are you?" The old man in green robe said solemnly.
Chu Li and Song Jing stood side by side in front of him. They were both young, which made the green-robed old man feel much more at ease. Moreover, their cultivation was not that strong, otherwise they would not have made such a strange sound.
Chu Li and Song Jing were both good at hiding. Their apparent cultivation was only about a quarter of their own, and they already looked like geniuses.
This level of cultivation can already threaten the green-robed old man, but the chance of winning is not great.
He felt that his companions were careless. These two little guys were not very advanced, and they were full of evil ideas. They should have used despicable sneak attacks, otherwise they would have called for his support no matter how bad the situation was.
"Who are you?" Chu Li said lightly.
The old man in green robe frowned and stared at Chu Li.
Chu Li was dressed in a gray monk's robe, calm and composed, with the demeanor of an eminent monk, which made the old man in green robe feel particularly dazzling, and murderous intent arose in his heart. When he saw the lonely monk, he dared to provoke him. If he didn't kill him, it wouldn't be enough to get him in the chest.
Chu Li stared at him and hummed: "A remnant of the Demon Sect, right?"
"Bold!" The green-robed old man shouted: "I, Yu Duwen, a disciple of the Blood Yang Sect!"
Chu Li said: "The Xueyang Sect is indeed the remnant of the Demon Sect!"
"You are the remnant!" the old man in green robe said coldly: "Even if you two seek death, I will help you two!"
After he finished speaking, he couldn't wait to rush forward without waiting for Chu Li to say more.
"Bang bang bang bang..." He clapped his hands together and looked at Song Jing.
"Ding..." The Qiankun Bracelet made a clear sound. Song Jing's eyes were cold and she stepped back: "Leave it to you!"
Chu Li said: "Go and see that, so you don't have to pretend to be dead!"
Song Jing's face changed slightly, she appeared on the treetop in a flash, and took a photo from a distance.
"Bang!" The old man in green robe originally spat out a bloody arrow, then trembled and suddenly opened his eyes to escape.
"Hmph!" Song Jing sneered, and the next moment she appeared behind the green-robed old man and struck him with a palm.
"Boom!" There was a muffled sound, like a pebble falling into a deep well.
The old man in green robe stood upright on the ground, bleeding from all his orifices, and she slapped the opponent's Baihui point with another palm.
"Boom!" There was a muffled sound, and thunder seemed to come from his head.
Song Jing was taken aback and slapped her palm again.
"Bang" red and white blood and brain matter spurted out from the seven orifices. His body trembled twice and finally became silent.
While Chu Li was fighting with Yu Duwen, he paid attention here and saw the strange appearance of the old man in green robes. He was vaguely aware of the special features of the Demon Sect's martial arts, and his use of spiritual power was better than that of other sects.
Especially the thunder in the mind of the old man in green robe surprised him even more.
Song Jing stood quietly, looking at the body of the old man in green robe, frowning in thought.
She didn't care about the tragic situation in front of her. She only thought about the previous strange situation and how to deal with it next time. Blindly not looking into the other person's eyes was not the answer. The Qiankun Bracelet was mysterious and could protect the gods, but such a treasure was extremely rare.
If she didn't have the Qiankun Bracelet, she would be in bad luck.
It is possible that the master had predicted in advance that he would face a master from the Demon Sect, so he gave him the Qiankun Bracelet.
Yu Duwen's face changed slightly, and he suddenly thought of escaping. He realized that he had underestimated Chu Li and Song Jing, and would probably be killed here.
When he thought of this, his eyes suddenly froze, and he sighed softly: "Alas!"
This soft sigh was so breathtaking that it affected my mood instantly.
Chu Li narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Boom!" Yu Duwen felt a flash of lightning suddenly appear in front of his eyes, and then his mind trembled.
Before he could wake up, darkness appeared in front of him again, swallowing him up like a tide.
Chu Li struck out with the God-killing Thunder Sword, flicked his monk sleeve to seal all Yu Duwen's acupoints, and then narrowed his eyes slightly, trying to see through his mind.
The blood-red light shrouded the Great Circle Mirror, which could not be broken open. It could not see what he was thinking, and he couldn't help but feel disappointed.
Sealing all the internal power cannot weaken the blood-red light, which is indeed strange. It seems that it is not an internal power, but a method dedicated to cultivating spiritual power. This is extremely rare.
The God-killing Thunder Sword once again appeared in the void in his mind, thrust out one after another.
The blood-red light swayed like a flame meeting the wind. It seemed unaffected, but Chu Li could see that it was a little darker.
After the sixteenth God-Killing Thunder Sword, the blood light finally dimmed, and finally disappeared with a "pop" at the seventeenth God-Killing Thunder Sword.
Chu Li's great round mirror wisdom immediately observed the void in his mind.
A red sun leaped into view, as bright as blood, emitting infinite light and heat.
Chu Li felt a pain in his mind and almost screamed. He hurriedly took back his gaze, but it was already too late.