"Someone!" the thin old man shouted. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

There was a humane in the canyon: "Uncle Liu?"

"Come here, all of you!" shouted the thin old man.

Twelve people flew up from the canyon, stepped on the cliff and climbed to the top of the mountain as if they were walking on the ground, and came to the thin old man.

The thin old man pointed at the four people who were about to step into the woods, and shouted, "Xiao Guo, stop for a moment!"

The four stopped.

The thin old man said: "In a group of three, the eight of you will go down to help Xiao Guo and them, and the remaining four are here, there is no need to wait in the canyon, these two guys are in this wood." ”

As far as he knew, the disciples of the Bright Holy Sect could shoot flying knives with both hands, and he couldn't solve them in a group of three, and once he made a move, he would expose himself.

"Yes. The two groups of people clasped their fists together.

Then eight middle-aged men floated down, joined Xiao Guo and the four of them, and went into the woods in groups of three, with a firm heart.

The other four stood beside the thin old man.

"Uncle Liu, are you really in there?"

"Eight or nine is not far from ten!"

"These two guys are so bold, they really dare to break through!"

"The most important thing that the disciples of the Bright Saint Sect lack is guts!"

"That Bright Knife is really terrifying, you still have to be careful, although there are many people, don't capsize in the gutter!"

"Phew, Senior Brother Meng, can you say something auspicious!"

"I'm not afraid of everyone's carelessness. ”

"Shut up!" said the thin old man, in a deep voice.

The discussion of the four came to an abrupt end.

"Look below!" said the thin old man in a deep voice, "Ready to shoot!"

"Yes!" the four of them nodded respectfully.

Li Ruolan looked at Chu Li.

Chu Li pointed at Li Ruolan, pointed in the direction of the canyon, and pointed to himself, pointing in the direction of the old man.

Li Ruolan frowned and shook her head.

She understood what Chu Li meant, and let herself go first, he was going to rush out to deal with the old man.

Chu Li lowered his voice, faintly audible: "I can clean up that old man, you go first, wait for me in front!"

"No, I can't. Li Ruolan shook her head: "Let's be together." ”

Chu Li frowned at her.

Li Ruolan's charming eyes looked at him firmly.

Chu Li shook his head helplessly, and said in a low voice: "I'll go out first, you ambush aside, and then make a move at a critical time." ”

"Good. Li Ruolan smiled.

The Bright Knife is powerful and is best at sneak attacks.

Chu Li floated diagonally to the right.

Floating out of a hundred meters away, he didn't rush to make a move, he first quickly practiced the thirty-six forms of qi cultivation in the woods and clearing, and tried his best to store the sword qi of Qiankun into the dantian.

A trio slowly approached him and saw him.

"Who!" exclaimed the trio.

Chu Li's hands waved twice in an instant.

"Snort!" In a low whistle, four air knives shot at the three middle-aged men.

As soon as the whistle sounded, the three of them suddenly moved sideways.

The strings in their hearts were tight, and they had been guarding against the Bright Knife, and as soon as the whistle sounded, they knew that the Bright Knife had arrived.

It's a pity that the Light Knife is too fast, and it was too late for the three of them to dodge when they saw him move.

Three air knives shot through their palms and into their lower abdomen.

"Ah......" The three of them flew out unwillingly holding their lower abdomen.

"Bang bang bang!" The three of them landed heavily, and the violent knife qi penetrated into their dantian and wreaked havoc, directly hitting the dantian, and then the internal force leaked out like a flood bursting the embankment, and in the blink of an eye, all their cultivation was in vain.

"Over there!" the other nine rushed over.

"Get out of the way!" A thunderous roar came from the sky, and the thin old man swooped towards Chu Li like a golden eagle.

Chu Li narrowed his eyes slightly, sneered and flicked his right hand, and an air knife instantly shot towards the thin old man.

The thin old man was in the air, and his long sword waved.

The "Ding ......" long sword shook and scattered the air knife.

His face changed slightly, and a wisp of sword qi drilled into the sword and into his arm, extremely sharp, as if a needle had pierced in, and he quickly traveled in the meridians, and there was discomfort in the meridians everywhere he passed.

"Huh!" Chu Li shot out another knife in his right hand.

"Ding ......" The thin old man's body shook again, and he had already fallen to the ground.

Chu Li stood firmly in place, not taking a step back, his hands kept waving, each knife contained the sword qi of a knife, and it was extremely solid.

The thin old man's face was gloomy as water, and he kept swinging his sword, and the power from the sword qi made him unable to step forward, and it was already the extreme not to retreat.

He felt that he was thinking too simply, he originally thought that if he went down with a sword, no matter how powerful this kid was, he couldn't stop it, and no matter how powerful the bright knife was, it was not worth mentioning in front of the strong cultivator.

I didn't expect that the sword qi of the Bright Knife was so difficult, and it was extremely fast, it was impossible to dodge, so I could only block hard.

What's even worse is that this kid's cultivation is profound, and he is far from being as easy to deal with as he imagined.

Chu Li shot out more than a dozen knives in one go, and Qiankun's sword qi was exhausted, all of which penetrated into his meridians, raging on a rampage.

Chu Li stood in place: "Do you Haicang Mountain really want to find death?"

"What a big breath!" the thin old man sighed.

His internal force was running, grinding more than a dozen sword qi like a grinding stone.

Chu Li sighed: "I don't want to kill innocents indiscriminately, it's easy to kill these people!"

The thin old man smiled coldly: "Even if you kill them all, you won't be able to escape the pursuit of our Haicang Mountain!"

Chu Li said: "If you don't see the coffin, you won't cry!"

He flicked his right hand.

"Ding ......" The thin old man swung his sword and slashed, knocking away a Xueliang flying knife, but his right hand was numb, and the knife contained amazing power, which was different from the previous air knife.

His face was gloomy, and he knew that the rest of the people couldn't catch a knife at all.

Nine middle-aged men had already gathered around.

"Uncle Liu, let's do it!" someone shouted.

"Stand back!" shouted the thin old man.

"Uncle Liu......" Their eyes widened in puzzlement, nine against one, why should he fight in person, don't use a good advantage?

"Stand back!" shouted the thin old man, "Don't come close!"

The nine people were puzzled, but they didn't dare to disobey and slowly retreated.

"Get out of the woods!" snorted the thin old man.

The nine of them reluctantly retreated from the woods and floated onto the cliff, trying to see what was going on.

Chu Li stretched out his sleeve with his right hand and gestured, revealing the flying knife with cold light shining on his fingertips: "This is a wise move!"

"Who are you?" The thin old man kept carrying the internal force to grind the knife qi of the Qiankun knife, wanting to talk and delay time.

Chu Li said: "Bright Saint Sect disciple Zhao Dahe!"

"It's not well known!" said the thin old man in a deep voice, "I didn't expect it to be so powerful." ”

"I want to ask you Haicang Mountain, Zhao Haiyun is in my Dali territory, and he does all kinds of evil," Chu Li said in a deep voice: "This is the character of your Haicang Mountain disciples?!"

"The disciples of Haicang Mountain have their own Haicang Mountain Sect rules to deal with!" the thin old man snorted, "It's not your turn to be directed by the Bright Saint Sect!"

"Such a thief, everyone will be punished!" Chu Li said coldly: "The sword qi of the Bright Knife is pure enough, right?

"Sure enough, it's a bright knife!" The thin old man snorted: "Since that's the case, let's fight it out!"

Chu Li floated and retreated: "Don't blame me for being ruthless when I chase after me again, and if I make another move, it will not be a waste of martial arts, but a direct killer!"

The thin old man stared at him, keeping a distance of more than ten meters, and followed closely.

Chu Li ignored it, joined Li Ruolan, and walked hand in hand towards the cliff, as if walking on the ground.

Nine middle-aged men followed closely behind the thin old man and hurriedly shouted, "Uncle Liu, shall we let them escape?" )