Chapter Twenty-Five: There is no excuse for the sin that you want to add
An unbelievable voice sounded, and the wind dancer forced himself to endure the pain and looked, the sun was dazzling and made people reluctant to open their eyes. But the pain forced him to open his eyes.
"It's you, Hu Li!" Wind Dance didn't understand.
"Aren't you surprised, why would I do this?" Hu Li squatted down, although he was as thin as firewood, but at the moment he was in the posture of a victor, "You should know the truth that Muxiu is in the forest, and the wind will destroy it, if you want to blame it, you are too eye-catching, not only in Yishan Garden, but also in the entire Cuiwei Peak, you are unbearable." Because, you're so good. ”
This was the first time he knew that the intrigue was around him, and it turned out that Yishan Yuan was not what he imagined.
I don't know why, he is always reluctant to believe in all the dark sides of this world, he prefers to choose the light of human nature.
But Hu Li's appearance made him suspicious.
"Do you know what this is?" Hu Li took out a white porcelain bottle from his arms, "This is what I specially obtained from the waste blood of the dead under the fingers of the weeping mourner, you should remember last night, right? Once the venom is sprinkled on your body, your whole body will be dissolved, and finally turn into blood that no one recognizes." ”
"Haha...... Hopefully, last night was more than just a reappearance of surprise for you. ”
Insidious smug laughter echoed all around, and the victor's posture was always blank. Because of this moment, Feng Wuyan found that the piercing pain had disappeared inexplicably, and gradually, he felt that he had regained his strength, as if he had never been poisoned.
But at this moment, Hu Li was still smiling. The change of strengths and weaknesses, so fast.
"Hu Li, you say that I am too dazzling and too good, it is just that you have low self-esteem. Wind Dancing was still feigning pain, but her hands were clenched into fists.
"Shut up!" Hu Li stopped laughing and shouted in a different voice: "What do you know? I'll tell you, I'm not the only one who wants you to die! ”
Gently uncorked the bottle and gently stretched out his hand, but just as Hu Li was about to turn over and pour the venom, Feng Wuyan quickly rolled over, and his right hand immediately turned into an offensive style and punched his body.
Hu Li took a few steps back painfully, his smug face turned into frightened doubts, but now is by no means the time to think, since it has been exposed, the only way is to kill!
"Feng Wuyan, don't forget, Yu Quanzi taught you the four styles of the divine halberd, what are you going to fight with me?" Hu Li slapped his palm, and Feng Wuyan easily dodged.
But again, Hu Li actually broke the wood with one hand, using the wood as a halberd, and as soon as he got started, he was thunderous. Although the power is a little less, it is definitely not a problem to kill one person.
Feng Wuyan knew that it was not good, how could he win against him empty-handed?
"Since I'm not dead, why am I afraid of the cruelty on the halberd?" Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated, and the wind danced into a stream, sucked the purple thunder into his hand, and then put out the four forms of the divine halberd according to his memory.
"You've only watched it once, and you haven't had time to practice yet, even if you don't interrupt the poison of the intestinal grass, I don't believe you can win me. ”
As everyone knows, the wind dance is as strong as an ape, can resist the blows that ordinary people can't resist, and after two years of transition, the pulse is more stable than the average disciple, the body is stronger and more flexible than the average disciple, and the air flow of the qi is also incomparable to the ordinary disciple, even if he is not familiar with the magic of the four styles, he does not know the mystery of the four styles, but the purple thunder is in his hand, he sends and receives at will, attacks and defenses are willing, and he fights with Hu Li a few times, and he does not fall behind.
But as time passed, Hu Li became anxious, because after a while, there would be elders patrolling the mountain here.
"Haha, Hu Li, you still can't win against me. Wind Dancing Goose was not tired but excited, and said with a smile: "Now, let you know who I am and who you are, so that you can understand that the surprise of my Wind Dancing Goose is not something you can bear." ”
"Wild thunder!" shouted, and the purple thunder immediately showed a posture of attacking in all directions.
Hu Li panicked!
"In such a short period of time, I don't know the formula, has he really mastered the four forms of the divine halberd?" Hu Li suddenly lost three points in his momentum, and immediately waved the wooden halberd to fight.
But the wild thunder never moved, but the distorted Huang Thunder fell directly on the head.
Hu Li didn't expect that Feng Wuyan was just pretending to be thunderous just now, and he didn't expect that with a momentary change of moves, he had no way to retreat.
Only crosswood can be blocked.
The hundred-pound purple thunder, under the hard blow, the wooden halberd was cut, but the purple thunder offensive did not decrease, and it was split until ......
"My hands!"
Heart-rending screams, falling bodies, splashing blood red, Hu Li's right arm was cut off by purple thunder.
"Presumptuous!"
At the same time, Elder Wu Feng shouted angrily, and as soon as the flying sword came out, it directly shook the wind dance.
"Master, you have to make decisions for me. Hu Li cried and said: "Senior Brother Feng learned the four forms of the Divine Halberd, and he has always wanted to try his skills, but I happened to pass by here, and he insisted that I have a discussion with him, and the disciple did not agree, so he took the initiative to attack the disciple." My hand is gone, Master, make the decision for me!"
"Come on, take it!"
Qixing Hall, this day is another eventful day, and the four people sitting in the hall, Yu Shuzi, Yu Xuanzi, Yu Jizi and Wu Feng who replaced the unconscious Yu Quanzi.
"Feng Wuyan, you have seriously injured your fellow sect, violated the rules of the door, according to the rules of the Xiaoliuyun Sect, you need to abolish your cultivation, and then drive you out of Cuiwei Peak. Wu Feng was the first to attack.
"I didn't!" retorted, but Hu Li's broken arm made everyone disbelieve him, he couldn't remember how many times he argued, but no one believed him.
Under the rules set by the Changfeng Sect Master, no matter how amazing and brilliant he is, but seriously injuring his fellow disciples is not good in virtue, such a person, Xiaoliuyun Sect will not stay.
At this moment, no one helped him, even the master who doted on him the most, was in a coma.
"Wind Dancing Pheasant", Yu Xuanzi seemed to be unbearable, "You keep saying that Hu Li poisoned you with the Broken Intestine Grass, but it is a fact that you broke his arm, and you were not poisoned at all." It's no wonder that we can't help it, unless you can have a new argument, or you're afraid of ......"
If you want to add sin, why should you do it?
"I'm a witness!"
A voice suddenly sounded outside the Seven Star Hall, the crowd got out of the way, and the moment Feng Wuyan looked back, everyone was already in an uproar.
The white cloth is wrapped in a body, and the moving eyes seem to be familiar. The man walked over to the Wind Dancer and slowly lifted the white cloth, revealing a face full of petals.
"Master Qiqi, the disciple saw Hu Li poisoning the wind and dancing with his own eyes. ”
"Hey, isn't this the legendary flower demon?
"She's a woman, is she ......?"
......
The discussion in the crowd became more and more mixed, making Yu Xuanzi's face difficult to look at.
But at this time, the girl said, "Disciple Zhang Yueyao, please see Master." ”