"There's nothing to say about that, just kill. Lu Yurong said.

Chu Li said: "Let me ask a few words before killing." ”

"Ask quickly, lest there be any extraneous complications. Lu Yurong said.

He was afraid that the other party would still have a helping hand, and it would be more troublesome if it dragged on for a long time, so it would be too annoying not to chase and kill, but to be chased and killed.

The two of them fluttered down the treetops.

The three people in the small pavilion noticed that something was wrong, put down the dry food and dried meat, and looked this way.

Chu Li and Lu Yurong floated down to the steps of the small pavilion and looked at the three of them.

"Who are you?" The chubby middle-aged man stood up, hugged his fists, and said in a deep voice: "If you are friends on the same road, you can sit down and talk together!"

Chu Li shook his head: "We are not fellow travelers,...... You killed Zhou Yuanwailang, right?"

"You're from the Secret Guard's Mansion!" the chubby middle-aged man smiled.

The other two also smiled, and there were deaths again!

Another handsome middle-aged man also stood up, and the young man in the Confucian shirt was still sitting steadily, with great grandeur.

The middle-aged man said with a smile: "I really can't underestimate the Secret Guard Mansion, wave after wave, it's finally a little more interesting!"

"You were injured by the three of you before?" Chu said.

"Those three guys are so unhelpful. Junyi said with a smile: "The kung fu of escaping for your life is a must, and we don't bother to chase it, otherwise who will report the news and come over to die?"

"You Bright Saint Sect has obtained the lower part of the Great Light Sutra, right?" Chu said.

The faces of the three changed slightly.

They looked at each other, and their expressions became solemn.

This is a foolproof strategy, enough to confuse everyone, but I didn't expect it to be seen through!

Junyi shook his head and sighed: "You are really looking for death, why do you need to say it...... Who knows?"

Chu Li said: "Don't worry, it's just the two of us!"

"Alas...... , such a beautiful woman like a flower and jade!" The handsome middle-aged man looked at Lu Yurong, his eyes lit up, and he shook his head: "It's the time to be like a flower, it's a pity!

"Lao He!" the young man in the Confucian shirt said in a deep voice.

"Understood!" Junyi nodded middle-agedly: "I won't delay the business, just say, should be killed or killed!"

Chu Li said: "There is another way of people walking with the Great Light Sutra, right?"

"You know a lot!" Junyi's middle-aged smile said, "The more you know, the faster you die!"

Chu Li said calmly: "Where have they been?"

The middle-aged man looked at him with a smile: "What, do you want to get the Great Light Sutra?...... Boy, it's late, the Great Light Sutra has returned to the Holy Sect, and the revival of my Holy Sect is just around the corner, but you can't see it!"

Lu Yurong snorted: "I don't think I may go back, right?"

Junyi said with a smile: "What does the girl think?"

Lu Yurong said: "It should still be on the way, otherwise you don't have to stay, just run away!"

"Hehe......" Junyi middle-aged shook his head and said: "Smart is mistaken by smart, let's stay not to attract attention, but to think it's fun, and the master of the Secret Guard Mansion will be disappointed for a while, just these straw bales, or the famous Secret Guard Mansion?"

Lu Yurong glanced at Chu Li.

Chu Li coughed lightly and said, "Send you on the road!"

He turned his head to Lu Yurong and said, "They don't know the whereabouts of the Great Light Sutra either. ”

"Fart. Junyi snorted: "Of course we know, come on, come and send you to death...... I don't want to do that flower-like beauty, come on, grandson!"

“...... Leave it to me!" the chubby middle-aged man nodded slowly.

Chu Li said in a deep voice: "Why did you kill Zhou Yuanwailang?"

"Because he knows what he shouldn't know!" snorted the middle-aged man.

"Okay Lao He, stop talking nonsense!" said the young man in a Confucian shirt lightly.

Although his speech was not clear, he had a majesty of his own, which made the two middle-aged people obey awe: "Yes!"

They pounced on Chu Li and Lu Yurong.

Chu Li was trying to take the opportunity to sharpen the Shura palm.

He greeted Junyi middle-aged like a ghost, Junyi middle-aged fist was halfway through, and the Shura palm had already arrived, so he could only change his moves halfway and meet the Shura palm.

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, and the middle-aged man staggered back two steps.

His face turned red and he glared at Chu Li.

Chu Li's physical body is strong, Shura's palm is extremely pure, and it is extremely yin and cold, the combination of the two is amazing, and the handsome middle-aged man can't take a palm, so he takes two steps back.

The young man in the Confucian shirt had been sitting steadily, and when he saw this, he only frowned: "Lao He, don't be careless!"

"Yes!" said Junyi's middle-aged voice.

His face turned red, and the momentum around him suddenly surged like a huge wave, and he performed a secret technique.

Chu Li didn't use the Heavenly Demon Skill, and only greeted him with Shura's palm.

Junyi's middle-aged body has lost a little weight, his strength is extremely great, and his speed is extremely fast, and he suddenly suppressed Chu Li, forcing Chu Li to retreat and stay away from the small pavilion.

Chu Li was not in a hurry or impatient, fighting while retreating, and only focused on the Shura palm.

This is a good opportunity to cultivate the Shura Palm, and under the pressure, the Shura Palm advances by leaps and bounds, and the retreat at the beginning slowly stabilizes.

He looked at Lu Yurong in a large round mirror.

Lu Yurong pressed the chubby middle-aged man and gained the upper hand.

The round-faced middle-aged man has also used secret techniques, Lu Yurong didn't use secret techniques, even so, he couldn't suppress Lu Yurong, and was forced by Lu Yurong to retreat, and he was about to retreat to the young man in Confucian shirts.

The young man in the Confucian shirt frowned and stared at Lu Yurong.

Originally, they thought that the Great Ji Secret Guard Mansion was nothing more than that, and there were no top masters.

The three people who came earlier had a top master, and the other two were really ordinary, and they were quickly beaten to the point of spitting blood and almost being scrapped.

The man and woman in front of him are even younger than themselves, but their martial arts are so powerful, and sure enough, Daji Wulin still can't be underestimated.

"Bang!" The young man in the Confucian shirt suddenly slapped out with his palm, and it bounced away from Lu Yurong's jade palm a few inches away, and the two of them each took a step back.

"A little skilled!" Lu Yurong said coldly.

Without the palm of the young man in a Confucian shirt, the round-faced middle-aged man was killed by Lu Yurong with a palm.

This young man in a Confucian shirt has an abnormal palm power, and he is extremely exquisite, and he can be described as a top master.

"Come again!" Lu Yurong appeared behind the round-faced middle-aged man and was about to kill him.

"Bang bang......" The young man in the Confucian shirt blocked in front of her again, and the two of them kept fighting with each other, hitting from the small pavilion to the outside of the small pavilion.

Chu Li glanced at it and continued to hone the Shura palm.

The young man in the Confucian shirt is the branch master of the Bright Holy Sect, and he is young but has cultivated to the top.

After a few palms of Lu Yurong, her face suddenly became crystalline.

A light from the sky fell on her, her body quickly absorbed, her face and skin turned into warm white jade, her eyes gradually became cold, she lost her joy and anger, and looked down on the life in the world.

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, and the young man in the Confucian shirt received a slap in the chest and flew out.

He spewed a bloody arrow in the air, and then his face turned red, and his shirt hunted like in a gale.

He was about to fall, and his body was beaten.

As if a rope pulled at him, he suddenly folded back and swooped towards Lu Yurong like an eagle.

"Bang!" Lu Yurong and the young man in Confucian shirt exchanged their palms again, and at the same time retreated, indistinguishable from each other.

Both of them used secret techniques to draw again.

The round-faced middle-aged man pounced on Chu Li at this time. (To be continued.) )