"Okay!" Su Qingdie cheered, fluttered to Su Ru's side, and patted her on the shoulder: "Good kill!"

Su Ru's body went weak and fell.

Su Qingdie hurriedly supported her and said with a smile: "It's the first time you killed someone, right?"

Su Ruyu's face turned pale, frowned, and said, "Finally killed him!"

Chu Li floated to her side, patted her on the back, and said with a smile: "I thought you were going to torture him before killing him." ”

A warm breath poured into her body, relieving her weakness.

"I didn't bother to torture him, die early and return to heaven early!" Su Ru glared at Feng Shaohua's corpse hatefully, her heart was unspeakably comfortable, as if an invisible shackle had been broken at once, and she was completely free.

Chu Li said: "Cut off his head and go back to pay tribute to Xue Yuexuan's fellow disciples!"

"Want to cut off your head?" Su Ru's face changed slightly.

She knew that Chu Li had this habit, and if she killed someone, she would cut off her head.

She dares to kill people now, but cutting off her head and killing people are two different things, and she still can't do it.

Chu Li glanced at Su Qingdie, and Su Qingdie waved his hand hurriedly.

Chu Li smiled: "I can only come." ”

The long knife on his waist lit up, and a snow-white light flashed, Feng Shaohua's head left his neck, but no blood flowed out.

The internal force of the Taiyin Jue attached to the blade turned from ice to cold, instantly sealing the blood.

Chu Li went into the house to find a box, and when he came out, he pouted inside.

Su Qingdie and Su Ru entered the house and saw a young girl lying on the bed, her face had been scratched, her body was not dressed, and her body was covered with whip marks, bruises and purples, which was miserable. It's out of breath.

"This beast!" Su Qingdie scolded hatefully: "Die so fast, it's too cheap for him!"

"Brother!" suddenly came from outside.

Su Qingdie and Su Ru hurriedly walked out of the house. Seeing a burly young man squatting next to Feng Shaohua's headless corpse, his heroic face was full of anger. It's like a tiger crouching there, ready to pounce at any moment.

Chu Li looked at him with the box.

"Feng Shaorong!" Su Qingdie's face changed greatly.

She didn't expect that it would be him who was greeted by the arrow, a master of congenital perfection, a master who stepped into the outer heavens in half a step!

"Su Qingdie!" Feng Shaorong raised his head and glared at Su Qingdie coldly: "It turned out to be you!"

Su Qingdie secretly complained in her heart, and snorted: "Feng Shaorong, aren't you in retreat?

"Don't worry about it!" Feng Shaorong pointed to his brother's corpse: "You three kill yourself!"

"Hmph, what a big breath!" Su Qingdie sneered: "You think you are really a master of the Outer Heavens, and you committed suicide, ridiculous!"

"I'll do it. It's not so easy for you to want to die!" Feng Shaorong said coldly: "Don't let them howl for nine days and nine nights, begging me to finish you, I won't be surnamed Feng!"

Chu Li sighed secretly.

It is true that people can't look good, they are dignified, but they are similar to Feng Shaohua, they are all cruel people.

"The surname is Feng, you are congenitally perfect, you can't participate in the disputes of the younger generation, you won't forget this rule!" Su Qingdie secretly pulled Su Ru. The look in her eyes motioned for her to go first and block herself.

Su Ru shook her head.

"Kill you and retreat!" Feng Shaorong sneered: "Does anyone know that it was my hand?"

"Despicable and shameless!" Su Qingdie pursed her red lips and glared at Su Ru angrily.

"None of you can escape!" Feng Shaorong saw her eyebrows and eyes moving, and said lightly: "Let's go together!"

Chu Li turned his head and said, "Du Qiu." Do you want to try it?"

"I'm not an opponent, so let's do it!" Su Ru said.

Su Qingdie said: "I'll come!"

She didn't wait for Chu Li to speak, and jumped at Feng Shaorong. The long sword stabbed out a string of sword flowers, like plum blossoms scattered towards Feng Shaorong.

Feng Shaorong pursed his lips disdainfully: "Su Qingdie." You haven't grown at all!"

The long knife at his waist turned into a flash of lightning and crashed into the sword.

"Ding ......" The long sword swung open, and the long knife took advantage of the situation. The tip of the knife instantly reached the center of her eyebrows.

As a master of congenital perfection, he is born with infinite strength, and he can take the lead with one sword.

Su Qingdie's feet slipped, turned around to avoid it, the long sword unloaded its power, and stabbed out from a strange and tricky angle, forcing Feng Shaorong to dodge.

Feng Shaorong stood in front of his chest with a horizontal knife.

The "Ding......" sword was flicked off again.

Su Qingdie secretly complained.

I haven't seen him for two years, the strength of the surname Feng is stronger, the cultivation is thicker, he is far from being an opponent, hold on for a while, consume more of his strength, and let Senior Sister Du and Du Feng have a better chance of winning.

Feng Shaorong sneered again and again, seeing through Su Qingdie's calculations, the long knife accelerated violently, and the sword light turned into a phantom, completely enveloping Su Qingdie, and there was no way to avoid it.

Su Qingdie had no other way but to block hard.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding ......" A series of gold and iron resonances suddenly stopped, and the long sword was taken off.

Feng Shaorong stepped back with a horizontal knife and pursed his lips disdainfully: "I really haven't grown!"

He didn't want to kill her so quickly, just have a good time, such a beautiful body, if you don't play enough, you can kill her, and you will really destroy the heavens.

Chu Li slowly stepped forward and stood by the knife.

"Who are you?" Feng Shaorong squinted at him disdainfully: "Report the name, I won't kill the nameless people under the knife!"

Su Qingdie and that little beauty he was reluctant to kill, of course, the eye-catching man in front of him had to be killed with one knife.

Chu Li said: "Du Feng!"

"You get out now, I can spare your life!" Feng Shaorong said.

Chu Li smiled: "I won't spare your life!"

"What a big breath!" Feng Shaorong said coldly: "You killed my brother, right?"

Chu Li shook his head: "It's her." ”

He stretched out his hand and pointed at Su Ru.

Feng Shaorong frowned and looked at Su Ru, looking her up and down: "This little beauty still has such kung fu, so it's more exciting to play, okay, send you on the road, let's take the knife!"

Chu Li shouted lightly: "Look at the knife!"

He stepped in front of Feng Shaorong, and the sword light on his waist flashed.

"Huh!" The head left his neck, and the blood spurted a meter high, and the sound was clear.

"Bang!" Feng Shaorong's head fell to the ground.

"Ahh

Su Ru was also taken aback.

Chu Li looked down at Feng Shaorong's stunned head and sighed: "It's a pity!"

Su Qingdie's eyes widened in disbelief.

Chu Li turned his head and said, "Do you want to bring his head with you?"

“...... While...... Of course!" Su Qingdie tried to lift her spirits and sober herself up: "Brother Du, you kill ...... Kill Feng Shaorong?"

"Isn't this Feng Shaorong?" Chu Li said.

There was no murderous aura on him, he was calm and peaceful, as if he had just chopped a piece of wood.

"It's him!" Su Qingdie's eyes widened and looked at the head on the ground: "It's just that I didn't expect ......"

She said and shook her head.

The master of congenital perfection, stepped into the sky in half a step, and was killed with a knife.

She originally thought it was a dragon fight, Chu Li was finally defeated, and the three of them were still going to be killed by Feng Shaorong and go to Huangquan together.

I really didn't expect that Feng Shaorong, who was known as the first master of youth, couldn't stop Chu Li's knife!

Chu Li stretched out his hand and picked up Feng Shaorong's long knife, the snow was bright and flawless, the light was recognizable, and the cold air was like substance.

He laughed and said, "This knife is good!"

Untied the original long knife, unsheathed it from Feng Shaorong's waist, and tied it to his waist.

Xue Liang's long knife was returned to the sheath, he stood still according to the knife, walked a few more steps, experienced the weight and length of the long knife, and finally nodded with satisfaction and smiled.

At this moment, Su Qingdie completely sobered up.

Su Ru fanned her nose: "Big brother, let's go!"

"Okay!" Chu said.

He opened the box, and with a stroke of the long knife, Feng Shaorong's head fell into the box.

He closed the box and set it aside, searched them, and took out some silver tickets, fire folds.

The silver ticket was stuffed into his arms, and the fire fold ignited the room, throwing the two headless corpses into the fire, turning his head and saying, "Let's go!"

Feng Shaohua had fun, he didn't want others to hear the woman's screams, the house was a separate courtyard, separated from the surroundings, and the fire would not burn the people next to him.

PS: There is one more more. (To be continued.) )