Chapter 239： Chaos

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The old **** of Chu Li is here, and he can't let go of it. This is expected.

Su Ru snatched his book and yelled: "Two old men from Qingmang Mountain came from heaven and sky. They must have come to force Shibo to deliver them!"

Chu Lidao said, "It's just two masters outside the sky."

Su Ru thought about it, returned the book to him, and sat across from him: "Are they uncle, Master?"

"By their 10,000 books, w → nshu⊥ba.c ▲ om clever ..., will!" Chu Li put down the book, picked up a snack and put it in his mouth. .

They know that they are Tianwaitian, and they are not afraid of the masters of Qingmang Mountain.

If you change it, you will take advantage of the opportunity to calculate a green mountain. I do n’t know if Xueyuexuan ’s previous generation had this ingenuity.

Su Ru said: "Everybody admires you very much, and wants to teach you how to do it."

Chu Li smiled: "I was bullying people purely by the realm. What can I learn?"

It is fast, powerful, and runs the heart-killing sword, using the long knife as a flying knife. One shot is fatal. This is the method of killing Feng Shaorong.

As for the knives he is practicing, it is a knives found in his mind-chaos ring knives.

The chaos of the chaotic sword is similar to the Taiji sword of later generations.

Using the chaotic ring knife method, and suddenly came to give up the knife, the effect is the best.

"You say that, everyone will think you are arrogant." Su Ru laughed, "Sister Su also wants you to discuss with everyone."

"... Want to cool everyone down?" Chu left.

Su Ru stands firm, and he may now persuade everyone with no worries. No more grieving yourself.

He also saw that Disciple Xueyue Xuan was overjoyed for a while. It seemed to be liberated and freed. It's dangerous to break into Wulin like this, so calm down.

Su Ru nodded gently: "Sister Su is afraid you will not agree."

"Well, I promise." Chu left.

"Then go now!" Su Ru excitedly said, "open their eyes!"

She also felt that everyone was overly optimistic. When Feng Shaohua and Feng Shaorong died, did Qingshan have no master?

The two left Snow Lake and walked through the thick woods to the training ground.

The sun was shining on the training ground at noon. The crowd was so hot that there were women to the east and men to the west. Still distinct.

Seeing that Chu Li followed Su Ru, the crowd slowly gathered around.

Yang Lingfeng greeted and laughed: "Brother Du, come here and show us the knife!"

Chu Li smiled and said, "I really want to show ugliness?"

"Brother Du, you were too much before!" Yang Lingfeng shouted, "Let us play!"

Chu Lichong expressed his apologies for holding his fists.

Su Qingdie said: "Brother Du, let's explore a few tricks and let them open their eyes."

Chu Lidao said: "It's okay. Then make a comparison, everyone please correct me."

Su Qingdie gave him a white glance and stabbed with a sword.

Chu Li's long knife and sheath drew a half arc slowly.

The sword's power was released. Feeling powerless, she followed the next step and tried harder.

He waved his sword to draw arcs, as if falling round in front of him. First quarter moon, second quarter moon. New moon, full moon. Bright and compelling.

Su Qingdie's sword can always hit a round of the moon, and she is relieved of her strength.

Su Qingdie stabbed more than fifty swords in one breath. None of them could approach Chu before him. They were all led away by the knife light. It seemed like a slow knife, but the water couldn't splash in, and the sharp sword couldn't get in.

Everyone looked stunned, Chu Li's knife was strange.

Chu Li calmly and calmly, as if playing with a sword slowly, Su Qingdie tried her best to swing the sword, but in vain, the two people's expression of ease and dignity formed a strong and sharp contrast.

Su Qingdie snorted softly: "Brother Yang, come together!"

Yang Lingfeng had long seen itchy, and laughed: "I'm here!"

"Oh!" He drew his sword and stabbed, like a serpent vomiting a letter.

Chu Li is still slow and has not changed.

As the sword tip approached Chu Li, a string moon blocked the sword.

Yang Lingfeng only felt a sword stabbing into the quagmire, feeling weak and uncomfortable in the air. If he stepped into the air, he could not help but step back.

He changed his set of swordsmanship unbelievably, and jumped into the gap.

The sword tip was blocked by the knife light every time, and the sword wanted to fly away.

He was taken aback, busy slamming his sword.

If the sword is too strong, it becomes a dead sword and loses its agility. The magic of the sword is agile. If there is no agility, it is no different than a dead snake.

His sword dimmed, and the string moon formed by Chu Lidao's light changed, the magnetism became stronger and stronger, the long sword was about to move, and always wanted to fly away.

"No, Brother Zhao, let's go together!" Yang Ling cried strangely.

Zhao Feihu shook his head.

He professes himself, how can he besiege with people.

"Worry, hurry up!" Su Qingdie hummed angrily.

She struggled as if bound by a bug in a flying spider web, struggling more and more weakly, unable to hold on for long.

Zhao Feihu sighed helplessly, stabbed his sword gently, just wanted to be a look.

As soon as the sword caught the sword light, he suddenly leaned forward, was almost dragged over, busy holding firmly, his face was solemn, if the three of them had been cleaned up, it would be really shameless.

"Hey!" He drank, his internal forces were carried in the sword, and Jianguang suddenly skyrocketed, turning into the sky that enveloped Chuli.

Chu Li's sword remained the same, still calm and calm, turned a blind eye to the sky.

As soon as Jian Guang approached Chu Li, from dim to disappearing, a long sword appeared.

He slammed his sword, and the magnetism contained in the sword light was extremely strong.

Chu Li smiled: "Let's get together!"

"Let's get together!" Yang Lingfeng groaned, and then groaned again, and the sword finally let go.

He almost fell back and leaned aside, panting on his hips: "One piece on top!"

Everyone found it interesting, so they stabbed with swords.

Chu Li's sword was still slow and calm, hanging in front of each other, blocking the sword in all directions.

As soon as their swords touched the sword, they felt helpless.

The raging force rushed from the sword body. They were unable to control themselves as they were in the turbulent waves, drunk, and soon could not hold the sword.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding ..." With a clear sound, all the long swords flew up and fell to the ground.

Chu Liqi calmly closed his sword and smiled at everyone.

"What kind of knife is this?" Su Qingdie rubbed her wrist and asked, her eyes were bright and pressing.

Everyone stared at him curiously.

"Chaos of chaos," Chu Li smiled. "How powerful?"

Yang Lingfeng shouted: "Brother Du, you bully people all by your internal strength!"

Chu Li shook his head and smiled: "I suppressed the internal force and borrowed your force. This is the magic of chaos."

"Is there such a delicate knife?" Su Qingdie asked.

Chu Lidao said: "Your swordsmanship is also very good ~ www.novelhall.com ~ As long as you are proficient, it is not inferior to the chaos of the ring."

"You are in Baoshan, but you don't know." Chu Li smiled. "Let's discuss it again, I will use your sword."

"Okay!" Su Qingdie laughed. "Look at how much you know about our swordsmanship."

Moon Lake Palace, the highest palace in the valley, was depressed at this time.

Xueqingxuan's three elders, Li Qingluo, Jiang Chunyue, and Wang Wensi, were meeting with the two elders of Qingmang Mountain, Feng Qiliang and Zhou Zhicheng.

Each seat occupies a row, and the main seat in the center is empty.

"Why didn't the Lord Situ Xuan see?" Feng Qiliang was a handsome middle-aged man. At this moment, his face was somber and crowned, and said coldly, "This is how you treat Xueyue Xuan?"

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