"Very good!" Song Tiehua glanced at Chu Li coldly, and said to Qiao Zhenhai: "With such a fierce general, I really want to congratulate Qiao Gang Master!"

"Each other!" Qiao Zhenhai snorted: "Your gang has a character like Feng Changwen, which is also gratifying!"

"Then let's just wait and see!" Song Tiehua sneered and looked at Chu Li: "I hope such a fierce general will not die!"

"Die a fart!" Chu Li covered his chest and scolded angrily: "The surname is Song, I will remember this account, and I will definitely find you to settle it!"

"Haha!" Song Tiehua laughed: "Okay, I'll wait for you!"

As he spoke, he rose into the sky and disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye.

Chu Li spit out another mouthful of blood.

Qiao Zhenhai squatted down, probed his hand, and nodded: "Your body is very strong!"

"Helper, can't you die?" Chu said.

"Of course you can't die. Qiao Zhenhai said with a smile: "After taking the medicine, in two days, he will be a man alive again!"

Chu Li grinned with thick lips: "Helper, I killed a lot this time!"

"Well, you do have a great job. Qiao Zhenhai nodded.

Chu Li said: "Then make a fragrant master, no problem, right?"

"I'll talk about it when you're better. Qiao Zhenhai smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, I won't treat you badly." ”

Chu Li smiled.

He was quickly carried back to his home and given a bottle of elixir.

Among the four people who carried him back was Seinfeld, and Chu Li glanced at him and motioned for him to stay.

Chu Li's status is not what it used to be, and Seinfeld made an excuse to let them go first and stay by himself.

Chu Li was lying on the couch, staring at Seinfeld with blazing eyes: "Xiao Song, I'll ask you about something!"

"What's the matter?" Seinfeld said.

He still can't believe that the god-killing figure is Zhao Dahe.

Chu Li said: "Do you know where Feng Changwen's family lives?"

"Yes. Seinfeld nodded.

Chu Li said: "Take me over!"

Seinfeld's eyes widened.

His eyes were originally small, and when he smiled, he couldn't see the shadow, and his eyes were still not too big at this time.

Chu Li snorted: "Lead the way!"

"Dahe, you want to kill him?" Seinfeld said.

"Nonsense!" Chu Li snorted: "I wanted to find his house and kill him with one sword, but the helper didn't let me act rashly, don't disrupt his strategy, now it's okay, his plan doesn't work, or listen to him, it's the happiest to kill him!"

"Dahe, Feng Changwen is scheming, and his family's defense is very strict. Seinfeld shook his head and said, "The helper must want to go too, it won't work." ”

"How do you know if you don't go!" Chu Li waved his hand and said impatiently: "You lead the way, take me over and you will leave, don't worry about me!"

"Otherwise, call the incense master and they ......"

"They're all rubbish, cumbersome, not as good as me alone!"

"Big River, don't say that......"

"Am I wrong, they are not waste?" Chu Li snorted: "You are a big man, you are really verbose, hurry up!"

He got out of the bed and walked out.

Seinfeld hurriedly said, "You're still injured." ”

"A little injury, you can't die!" Chu Li strode out.

Seinfeld knew his temper and reluctantly followed.

The bright moon hung in the sky, the night was deep, and the town of Ping'an was quiet, and the previous noise seemed to have dissipated.

Seinfeld was attached to the root of the wall, hidden in the shadows, his tall and burly body was as light as a tanuki, and he walked silently.

"There are at least thirty guards on Feng Changwen's side. Seinfeld said in a low voice: "Dahe, you have passed alone, it is very dangerous. ”

Chu Li didn't say a word.

Song Fei continued: "It's better to call the incense lord and them, maybe there is a glimmer of hope while Feng Changwen is careless." ”

Chu Li still didn't speak.

Seinfeld said: "You were injured, but Feng Changwen was not injured, plus his guards, there is really no chance of winning." ”

Chu Li turned his head and glared at him fiercely: "If you are long-winded, I will cut you with one sword!"

Seinfeld came into contact with his fierce eyes, his heart trembled, and he closed his mouth.

Chu Li secretly breathed a sigh of relief, this Seinfeld is really enough to break his mouth, and he chatters a lot, but he looks tall and burly.

Wicked people have their own wicked grinding, and it seems that it is quite fun to be a wicked person.

Zhao Dahe's temper can go on a rampage, the six relatives don't recognize it, he turns his face ruthlessly, he feels happy, comfortable, and enjoyable.

Being a good person and being a wicked person once is a wonderful taste.

The two walked silently for five miles and came to a large mansion in the east of the town.

This big mansion is Guo Shan's house with three big ones, four courtyards, there are more than 20 maid rings and more than 40 guards, Seinfeld said less.

Chu Li frowned.

He found that in addition to the thirty people of the Iron Blood Gang, there were also ten unfamiliar faces, and these ten guards were all innate masters, which was far more than the treatment of a incense master for Ping'an Town.

Chu Li waved his hand and motioned for Seinfeld to leave.

Seinfeld hesitated.

Chu Li's eyes widened, and he swung his knife and slashed at the top of his head.

Seinfeld jumped back in a big stride.

Chu Li glared, waved his knife, and made a threatening gesture, if he didn't leave, he would really cut it.

Seinfeld nodded helplessly, clenching his fists into the shadows.

Chu Li knew that he ran to help the master, which was exactly what he wanted.

Chu Li's Great Circle Mirror Zhi saw where Feng Changwen was.

He was in the middle courtyard of the second entrance, slowly practicing a set of boxing techniques, and forty guards surrounded the small courtyard.

If someone wants to break in, they have to rush through the guard.

If he had reached the end of the world, he would have come to him in an instant and slash him with a sword.

He must not use the end of the world, he must not go beyond the mastery he is showing now, and he can never underestimate the people in the world, there are too many smart people, and the slightest flaw may destroy his efforts.

Unless it is a matter of life and death, it will never be used in normal times.

He is now Zhao Dahe, Zhao Dahe, who has infinite strength, domineering sword skills, and strong body, has no internal force to cultivate, does not know how to work lightly, and only relies on the explosive power born of strong strength, so he has a short period of extraordinary speed.

If he wanted to kill Feng Changwen, he could only break through step by step.

Thinking of this, he flew out of the door.

"Boom...... thick gate was kicked out of a hole, and then with another kick, the hole was kicked wide, and he crashed into it.

"Feng Changwen, come out and die!" Chu Li's thick lips grinned, and he laughed: "I'm Zhao Dahe!"

Dayuan Jing Zhili saw that among the forty guards, twenty rushed over, and the remaining twenty did not move, while Feng Changwen was lazily practicing boxing, his movements were chic, smooth, and handsome.

There was sarcasm on his face, and he snorted: "I'm really not afraid of death!"

Chu Li shouted: "Feng Changwen, you coward, come out to die, don't send these waste!"

As he spoke, he swung his knife and slashed the head of one person.

With these two sentences, he has already killed three people.

Twenty guards surrounded him, wielding long knives and attacking.

There were more than a dozen wounds on his body in the blink of an eye, and he ignored them, as if it was not his own body, but just killed one person with a knife, never going empty, never missing.

The twenty guards were originally bold, thinking that one person and one knife could cut him into meat sauce.

At this time, he beheaded three people in a row, and his sharp energy suddenly disappeared, his steps hesitated, and his sword skills did not return to his original sharpness. (To be continued.) )