He had never thought about it.

In his opinion, there are only two possibilities for the successor to the throne, or King Jing, or him, the rest are delusional, King An is impossible at all, and neither of them is superior in terms of morality or martial arts.

Chu Li's words opened a door for him.

Although it is a bit ridiculous, there are many absurd things in the world, and the strong can often make the impossible possible.

If King An's son succeeds to the throne, the throne is unstable and needs someone to protect him, if you want to prevent King Jing from becoming the king, and not let these imperial uncles drive him down, he will become the god of Zhenhai.

This thought only turned around in his mind, and then disappeared, and the current form was the most conducive to King Jing, so that King An's son could inherit the throne out of reach.

"Has the prince thought about it, why did these ten Asuras go out?" Chu Li said: "Could it be a precursor to Da Li's going south?"

"Well, quite possibly. King Ping nodded.

Chu Li nodded: "They have frustrated the morale of the army first, and their brigade can save a lot of effort if they come over again, as far as I know, the strength of the army is constantly increasing, it is really not the blessing of the great season!"

"Just waiting for them to come!" snorted King Ping.

Chu Li said: "The prince must be careful of the assassination of martial arts masters, the Bright Holy Sect is becoming more and more rampant now, dare to attack the Guogong Mansion, and do anything!"

He understands King Ping's intention to seek war, and only when the big war comes, can King Ping's marshal reflect his value and be more stable.

If Da Li is weak, there is no need for him to exist as a handsome, I am afraid that he will be recalled to the Shendu a long time ago, and he will be relieved of military power to recuperate in his old age!

King Ping nodded: "This king will be careful and will always guard against them." ”

Chu Li didn't say more, a reminder was enough, and saying too much would disgust King Ping.

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Chu Li drove a carriage and walked slowly on the road.

The carriage was old, weathered by the wind and sun, and was about to fall apart.

It had been two days since he left the camp in the Western Frontier, and this carriage was a gift from the Western Xinjiang Army, carrying ten asuras, and according to King Ping, they were not worthy of a good carriage.

He planned to send these ten asuras to Ziyun Mountain, and Ziyun Mountain had already received the news and was sending his disciples over here.

He stopped the carriage abruptly and smiled.

The Bright Holy Sect really didn't give up on these asuras, and sent people to rescue them, so they could know their route, and there were still traitors in the Western Frontier Army.

Mole can't be avoided, unless he can go to every place in the military camp in Western Xinjiang and see the mind of every soldier, the 100,000 army, he wants to see it all, then he will be tired to death, and he will never exert this kind of dead force.

He drove the carriage to a wooded field by the side of the road, fastened the reins and disappeared, appearing in front of four middle-aged men, without saying a word, swinging his sword and stabbing him.

The seven styles of the divine sword fused with the Jueyun sword technique, which was powerful, and the Heavenly Demon Bead fell to the heart, and the power was immediately endless, making the sword speed a few points faster, and instantly stabbed in front of the throat of a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man retreated sharply, but he couldn't get faster than Chu Li's sword.

"Whew!" a sword stabbed him in the throat.

"Lao Pang!"

"Senior Brother Pang!"

"Brother Pang!"

The remaining three middle-aged men roared angrily and rushed towards Chu Li.

Chu Li disappeared in a flash, appeared behind another middle-aged man, and stabbed out with another sword.

"Ding ......" a knife blocked in front of the sword, and the middle-aged man blocked the knife in front of his throat, staggering back a step.

The other two punched one and the other sword, striking Chu Li at the same time.

The cultivation of these four people is extremely high, and they are here to deal with Chu Li, so they naturally have a chance of winning.

They didn't expect Chu Li's martial arts to be so weird, and after performing the secret, he suddenly appeared and attacked one person, turning four people into three.

Chu Li's disappearance was gone.

The Heavenly Demon Bead re-condensed in his heart, and he sat on a tree with his knees crossed, and the Vientiane Gui Sect and the Great Circle Mirror Wisdom were running at the same time, observing the three people five miles away.

Seeing Chu Li disappear, they hurriedly turned around and came back, gathering together to save the middle-aged man surnamed Pang.

After taking the elixir, the middle-aged aura of the surname Pang stabilized.

His face was pale and gloomy, and he was almost killed by a single move, and he had no power to resist this sword, which made him feel a little chilled and ashamed and angry.

"Brother Pang, this guy is worthy of his reputation, it's very tricky, let's call a few more people over!" A thin middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "It's said that he is chasing and killing him, don't end up chasing and killing us!"

"Exactly!" the round-faced middle-aged man next to him nodded hurriedly.

The middle-aged man surnamed Pang was stabbed in the throat, and the sword strength was still lingering at the wound, and he couldn't suppress it, he faintly felt that it was dangerous, if it went on like this, if this sword momentum was attacked on the head, he couldn't parry it.

He beckoned and made a gesture.

"Do you want us to help you heal?" asked the round-faced middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man surnamed Pang nodded.

"Senior Brother Pang, I'm here to help you!" said the short and fat middle-aged man who hadn't spoken much said in a deep voice, sitting behind him and putting his palms on his vest.

The other two middle-aged people stood around each other, looking around, tense all over, in case Chu Li appeared again.

Chu Li's return to the sect was analyzing their minds, looking for flaws, flaws that would kill with one blow.

A moment later, the white air on the top of the chunky middle-aged man's head was steaming.

The other two middle-aged people were even more nervous, and their vigilance was even stronger, for fear that Chu Li would appear.

Chu Li's appearance, a sword pierced the back of the short and fat middle-aged, the tip of the sword appeared from the front of his heart, and then disappeared.

"Poof!" The short and fat middle-aged man spewed out a cloud of blood mist, wetting the middle-aged back of the middle-aged man surnamed Pang.

"Poof!" The middle-aged man surnamed Pang looked up to the sky and spewed out a bloody arrow, and fell softly.

Chu Li's sword is steady and accurate.

The short and fat middle-aged man was preoccupied with helping his companion heal his injuries, and with a sword in his chest, his breath suddenly became disordered.

The middle-aged man surnamed Pang was at the most critical juncture, his breath was disturbed, his success was lost, and under the violent backlash, the sword momentum instantly penetrated his brain, and he was seriously injured and comatose in an instant.

"Brother Pang! Brother Xie!" the two of them were taken aback, and hurriedly stood still back to back, staring around.

"Let's take one on our backs and go!" said the thin middle-aged man in a deep voice.

The two of them each carried one person on their backs and shot out like a puff of smoke.

Chu Liyu appeared, and silently pointed out two fingers.

The two fingers of conscience floated past like a breeze, and the next moment, Chu Li appeared a hundred meters away from them, standing with his sword in his hand, glaring at them coldly.

The two of them were immediately vigilant, and the alarm sounded in their hearts again and again.

"Uh......" They froze suddenly.

Two fingers of conscience hit them.

Under Chu Li's deliberate misdirection, they regarded the warning of the conscience as a warning to Chu Li, but they didn't have time to avoid it.

Chu Li stepped in front of them, the sword light flashed, and the two of them fell to the ground holding their lower abdomen.

He looked down at the four of them and said lightly: "You all have life-saving elixirs, eat them, and I will surround your lives today!"

As he spoke, the sword light flashed twice, and the other two were also stabbed in the lower abdomen, and their martial arts were wiped out.

Under the resentful gaze of the three people, Chu Li floated away, and his heart was happy.

Vientiane returned to his sect and advanced, his grasp of the situation became more and more accurate, and he became more and more comfortable in fighting, and he did not increase his cultivation, but he strengthened his strength.

After walking three hundred meters, he turned his head and said, "Come out." ”

The three young men came out of the woods and hugged their fists: "Senior Brother Chu." ”

Chu Li glanced at them and smiled: "I've seen three senior brothers, please come with me." ”

He had already recognized these three people, the disciples of Ziyun Mountain who had attacked him, Xu Ting, Geng Huarong, and Chen Fenglei. (To be continued.) )