Chapter 1139: Cruelty (Three Watches)
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"It turned out to be you. Zhao Chun was handsome, sitting in the Taishi chair gentle and elegant, but his eyes were as cold as ice, and he said lightly: "Do you hate me for taking your seat?"
Chu Li said in a deep voice: "My helmsman was not taken by you, it was taken by the holy woman, but you shouldn't kill my people, as the helmsman can't protect the brothers in the helm, but kills the brothers, and treats human life like a mustard, you are not worthy of being the helmsman." ā
His voice was steady and clear, urging with internal force, slowly spreading out and falling into the ears of everyone on the martial arts training ground.
As soon as everyone heard it, they knew it was his voice.
"Hehe, it's not your turn to say if I'm worthy or not. Zhao Chun smiled faintly, shook his head and said, "You are here to avenge them?"
Chu Li said: "I want to avenge them!"
"It's very good!" Zhao Chun said lightly: "I have heard of your name for a long time, a genius among geniuses, but unfortunately you have only been cultivating for two years, and you are still far away, while I am in a good mood, I should retreat." ā
Chu Li frowned and looked at him, shook his head and said, "You are not very good, and your tone is not small!"
"Huh-?" Zhao Chun frowned and glared at him coldly: "You mean I'm not very good?"
"Do you think you're a master?" Chu Li sneered, shook his head and said, "Sitting in the well and watching the sky, I really don't know how thick the sky is!"
"It seems that people can't be too kind. Zhao Chun said coldly: "If you want to talk about the kindness of women, then let you know what a master is!"
He shot at Chu Li from the Taishi chair, like an arrow from the string, and in an instant, a punch had already been smashed.
Chu Li smashed it with a punch.
"Bang!" Zhao Chun came and went quickly, like an arrow from the string shooting back.
Chu Li shook his head.
Zhao Chun sat firmly in the Taishi chair, looking at Chu Li with a hesitant expression.
Although he didn't do his best with this blow, he also showed seven or eight points of ability, and he was actually hit back by Chu Li, he really can't underestimate this ugly guy!
Chu Li sneered: "You just have such a little ability. ā
"Come again!" Zhao Chun rose up again, jumped in front of Chu Li, and his fist smashed down like an iron hammer.
Chu Li punched out.
Zhao Chun had already gathered momentum to move forward, ready to block Chu Li's counterattack.
But he didn't want Chu Li's fist strength to be empty and weak, he couldn't control his forward momentum anymore, and he was busy trying to stop his body backwards, Chu Li's fist suddenly surged out and hit his body.
His own strength combined with Chu Li's strength, the combined force of the two shook him out of the hall, fell to the steps below, and landed steadily, without revealing an embarrassed appearance.
Chu Li stepped out of the threshold, stood on the steps, stood with his hands in his hands and sneered: "People who dare to kill me with this little ability?!"
Zhao Chun snorted angrily and shot out again.
Chu Li put one hand behind his back, and punched out with the other hand.
"Bang!" Zhao Chun flew more than a dozen feet away like a kite with a broken string and fell heavily to the ground.
This time, Zhao Chun slipped out more than ten meters after landing.
Chu Li's fist strength was strange, and it seemed to have dissipated, but it suddenly appeared after Zhao Chun landed, and pushed him back again, looking embarrassed.
Zhao Chun turned over and stood up, his handsome face was twisted and terrifying, his eyes were cold and glaring at Chu Li, he had no emotion, and seemed to treat Chu Li as a dead man, and pounced again.
Chu Li shook his head and said, "You're too weak!"
After he punched out, Zhao Chun turned over again, flew upside down more than ten zhang away, and then landed and slid straight out for more than ten meters, stopping at the same place as the last stop, which was generally the same, showing the precise control of Chu Li's internal force.
Not far away, the people on the martial arts training ground had stopped and looked this way.
Seeing that Chu Li had the upper hand and Zhao Chun was embarrassed, they were all a little happy, and they couldn't wait to cheer out, but they restrained themselves, lest Zhao Chun settle the account afterwards.
Chu Li stood on the steps with his hands in his hands, shook his head and said, "I don't know how to do it, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
"Death-?!" Zhao Chun roared angrily, shot again, and suddenly shot a knife in the air.
"Huh!" The flying knife was as fast as lightning, and it arrived in front of Chu Li in an instant.
Chu Li shook his head and said, "It's ridiculous!"
He shook his head and shook his hand as he spoke, and a cold light shot towards Zhao Chun from between his fingers.
Zhao Chun had already ducked to the side and avoided the knife.
Of course, he knew that the Zhao Dahe Bright Knife played by Chu Li was extremely deep, but he did the opposite, and used the Bright Knife in front of him, and he might have a miraculous effect and kill Chu Li.
But he didn't want to, Chu Li had already seen through his thoughts, and the sword flashed.
Zhao Chungang breathed a sigh of relief, but found that a cold light appeared in front of his chest, and he hurriedly fell back, but he didn't have time.
"Whew!" the knife pressed against his chest and throat, eventually slicing through the shirt on his chest until he sliced his cheek, blood pouring out.
Chu Li lit up the flying knife in his hand, flashing in the sun, and said coldly: "If it weren't for the canon, I would have taken your dog's life today!"
Zhao Chun stood up, wiped the blood from his face, and glared at him with hatred.
He was shocked.
Zhao Dahe's Bright Knife is a must, and he still underestimates him!
Chu Li said in a deep voice: "Abolish your martial arts yourself, lest I do it!"
"Impossible!" Zhao Chun sneered: "If you have the guts, you will abolish my martial arts!"
Chu Li looked at him and said lightly: "It's a bit hard." ā
He threw his hand and shot it out.
Zhao Chun involuntarily dodged, and another knife shot him in the shoulder silently.
Zhao Chun snorted, covering his right shoulder and glaring at him angrily.
Chu Li said: "I want to see how long you can hold on!"
He shook his hand and stabbed again.
Zhao Chun avoided the first knife and couldn't avoid the second knife, and his left shoulder was stabbed again.
Chu Li stabbed one knife after another, and later it was just an air knife, no real knife, one wound after another on Zhao Chun's body, dripping with blood, like Ling Chi's punishment, and after a while, he was covered in blood, looking scary.
Chu Li's expressionless face shot out one knife after another, as if there was no end to it, making people desperate.
Zhao Chun didn't even dodge anymore when he arrived.
He knew that Chu Li had abolished his martial arts at most, and he didn't dare to kill himself, otherwise he would also be abolished martial arts.
Chu Li said lightly: "Before you came, you inquired about me killing an altar master, right?"
"Hmph. Zhao Chun snorted.
Of course, he knew about Chu Li's killing of the altar master, but he thought that it was because of a woman, so he went crazy and killed people, and then he was punished so heavily, he was afraid that he would never dare to kill his fellow disciples again, plus he only killed his subordinates, not women, so he should not provoke Chu Li's killing intent.
Chu Li said: "I won't kill you." ā
"Forgive me for not daring!" Zhao Chun sneered.
If Zhao Dahe killed himself again, he would definitely die, even if the canon could not be punished, the high-ranking people of the Bright Saint Sect would not allow such a disciple to exist.
Chu Li said lightly: "The death penalty can be avoided, but the living crime is unforgivable, I will cut you into ugly monsters with one knife, no one dares to look at you!"
"You dare!" Zhao Chun snorted angrily.
Chu Li said: "Do you think I dare?"
He flashed a knife, Zhao Chun didn't even have time to react, he was stabbed in the face again, and the flying knife as thin as a cicada's wings passed past his skin, leaving a shallow wound, and blood oozed out. (To be continued.) )