Chapter 21: Will You Two Resist the Beating?

The Immortal Dao Sect is located on a platform with a prescription of thousands of zhang, and it can be seen from the smooth traces that this platform has been flattened by people with great divine powers.

Although the mountains where the Immortal Dao Sect is located are shrouded in clouds and mist, the aura is thin, and most of the pavilions and caves have been dilapidated over the years, leaving only broken walls and ruins, and only a few pavilions and caves can still live in people.

But from the majestic and magnificent mountain gate of the Immortal Dao Sect, it can be imagined how brilliant it was in the past.

Shi Li walked through the dense forest, and the towering mountain gate was in sight.

"There's someone up ahead!"

After resuming his cultivation, Shi Li cultivated the Heavenly Technique of Wandering Dragons, and cooperated with the family heirloom Xuangong, in addition to his body becoming stronger, his speed increased dramatically, especially after breaking through again, his divine sense also became more keen, and two breaths came from the grass in front of him.

"You shit, I've finally waited for you!"

Sure enough, the two teenagers flashed out and looked at Shi Li with a sarcastic sneer on the corner of their mouths.

"Hah...... You shit made me almost fall asleep!"

Yan Hong yawned and rubbed his eyes, his face full of disdain.

"To deal with such a waste, Lei Gefei let the two of us come together, isn't this a knife to kill chickens?" Pan Shi echoed, with disdain in his eyes.

"Hehe......"

Shi Li sneered, of course he knew Yan Hong and Pan Shi, they were Zhang Lei's dogs, and they beat him twice, and the two of them were more ruthless than the other.

Unexpectedly, these two miscellaneous pieces took the initiative to send them to the door!

Shi Li easily almost took Niu Man's life with one finger, and Zhang Lei didn't want to believe that Shi Li had resumed his cultivation no matter what, so he asked Yan Hong and Pan Shi to come and test it again.

The Immortal Dao Sect has a door rule, and disciples cannot fight privately with each other, otherwise they will be abolished and driven out of the sect.

Even if he had his grandfather Zhang Song as his backer, Zhang Lei didn't dare to provoke this rule, so he asked Yan Hong and Pan Shi to stop Shi Li halfway, and at the same time, he beat him up unconsciously.

"When you don't kneel down when you see the two masters, you dare to laugh?!

Yan Hong sneered and pulled out an iron rod glowing with a ghostly light from behind his back.

Yan Hong and Pan Shi are forging body five grades, dealing with Shi Li's waste of forging body three grades, they think that even if they are empty-handed, they can abolish Shi Li, using iron rods, they just want to fight quickly, and they don't want to waste time with a waste.

"It's just a piece of waste, don't talk nonsense with him, do it!"

Pan Shi snorted coldly, and the iron rod swung fiercely at Shi Li.

"You two crumbs!"

Shi Li scolded secretly, his eyes breathed fire, and sometimes the dog's legs were more hateful than the dog's owner.

The iron rods in the hands of Yan Hong and Pan Shi sounded with a piercing sound of breaking the wind, one person attacked, and the other attacked, fiercely and fiercely.

At this moment, Shi Li is forging the sixth grade, and the speed of reaction has increased several times, but Pan Shi and Yan Hong are clumsy, and they just want to fight quickly, and they can't see it.

The seemingly fierce offensive of the two of them seemed so clumsy in Shi Li's eyes, Shi Li's figure flickered, and he easily dodged away, as if he was strolling leisurely.

Treating Shi Li's kind of waste, Yan Hong and Pan Shi thought that they would hit with one blow, but they were easily avoided by Shi Li.

"Hoh, you shit, you dare to hide, don't stand honestly, obediently wait for us to break your legs!"

Yan Hong and Pan Shi were very disdainful and spoke arrogantly.

"Are you two going to fight the beating?!"

Shi Li snorted coldly, he really disdained to do anything with the two, but the two miscellaneous pieces in front of him seemed to be very unappreciative, and when he pinched the trick, the spiritual power on the index finger of his right hand surged!

"Knock him unconscious first, and then clean him up!" Yan Hong and Pan Shi gritted their teeth, and their eyes flashed with cruelty.

"That's a lot of nonsense!"

The dragon shadow flashed in Shi Li's eyes, his long hair was windless, his right index finger pressed forward twice, and the two golden fingers rushed directly towards the iron rod in the hands of the two, and the two of them trembled wildly, and an inexplicable sense of crisis rose from their tail vertebrae, and they felt chills all over their bodies.

"This is a waste of real recovery and cultivation! This is really a practice for the forging period?!"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, how can this waste completely become two people?!"

The moment Shi Li's fingers appeared, Yan Hong and Pan Shi immediately roared in their minds, trembling all over, and horror began to emerge in their eyes.

Rumble!

The iron rod in the hands of the two instantly shattered into the void, and the next moment, one of the arms of the two of them was also directly broken, revealing a miserable white bone stubble!

"Ahh

The next moment, two screams sounded almost at the same time, and the corners of Yan Hong and Pan Shi's eyes twitched, and cold sweat surged wildly.

"You...... Who the hell are you? You're that ...... Are you Shi Li?!"

"Are you really resuming your cultivation?!"

Yan Hong and Pan Shi couldn't believe that the person in front of them was Shi Li, they had already had a delusion, and they didn't dare to shout at Shi Li's waste anymore, and fear surged in their eyes.

At this moment, the two of them were beating wildly and swallowing and foaming, is this still the waste Shi Li they know?!

Isn't Shi Li a person who forges a body of three grades?!How can he abolish two people who have a forging body of five grades with a single finger?!

This kind of strength is at least more than five grades of forging body!

At this moment, Shi Li walked towards the two of them with an indifferent face, if he wanted the lives of the two of them at this moment, it was no different from stepping on an ant to death, but he had no plans for the time being.

"You want to break my legs?" said Shi Li.

"Do you dare to move us to try? Brother Lei and Brother Hao won't let you go!"

Shi Li's sense of oppression to the two made them tremble, but they didn't forget to bluff.

"Zhang Lei, Qiu Hao, go back and tell them that my account with them is definitely not over!"

"Also, you just asked me to try it, just try it, I've never heard of such a request, you guys are so cute!"

Shi Li had a "you two are so cheap" expression.

Snort, snort!

With a wave of his hand, Shi Li controlled the power of his fingers, and with two taps in a row, between the lightning and flint, Yan Hong and Pan Shi's thighs were immediately pierced, and blood splattered in the two blood holes, and the two of them went soft and fainted.

"Does it hurt so much? Didn't you feel easy when you broke my leg?"

Shi Li squatted beside the two of them with an indifferent face, and gave two slaps to each of them with "pop, pop, pop, snap".

Shi Li's slap fell, and the cheeks of the two of them suddenly swelled, but they only snorted a few times and didn't wake up.

"You've learned to pretend to be dizzy?"

Shi Li untied his belt and poured hot urine on Yan Hong and Pan Shi's heads.

"You wait!" After being drenched in urine, Yan Hong and Pan Shi snorted a few times, slowly opened their eyes, and still said hard.

Obviously, the two were scaring Shi Li, and at this moment they were so frightened that they almost cried, wishing that Shi Li could stop as soon as possible.

"Dead duck has a hard mouth!" Shi Li had a touch of clarity on the corner of his mouth, and his golden fingers appeared again.

"Young Master Shi, spare your life!"

Staring at Shi Li in front of them, Yan Hong and Pan Shi trembled, and began to beg for mercy with a crying voice.