Chapter 1372： Tragic

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Chu Li has already inquired clearly that the popularity of the Blood Gods is extremely poor. The Stargazing Pavilion and the Suvang Palace jointly attacked their general altar once. It is reasonable to say that their enemies are the Stargazing Pavilion and the Suvang Palace, but the fact is not true. On hatred The deepest is Jian Yuezong.

Stargazing Pavilion and Su Nuo Gong are new enemies, while Jian Yuezong is old hate.

The hatred of the Blood Gods and Jian Yuezong has been going on for hundreds of years. The sword-knife swords slaughtered each other. The hatred has entered the bloodline and can never be resolved. Each generation of disciples has died in the other's hands.

Although they are all eight sect disciples, even if the masters of the heavens and heavens can die, they can enter the heavens of the gods, or go directly into the heavens without having to reincarnate, but after all, killing is killing, and it will not weaken hatred.

When Wei Wuwei heard the news of Jian Yuezong being created, he would never let go of this opportunity.

Jian Yuezong's master is damaged. If he is defeated by him again, then Jian Yuezong's prestige will be reduced to the lowest level. At that time, the other gates will fall down, which will greatly weaken Jian Yuezong and give the blood **** religion a chance to revenge.

Chu Li sat cross-legged in a wood at the foot of the mountain, narrowing his eyes, Da Yuan Jing Zhiguan watched Wei Fuzhou's every move and judged his cultivation.

Wei Wuwei's cultivation is still better than him. Wei Wuwei is also improving, and he is faster.

Chu Li shook his head gently. He was a wizard. Wei Weiwei is a wizard. People are really more mad than others.

Wei Wuwei strode to the kiosk and waved his hand: "You don't have to say much, just do it. Your sword Yuezong is best not to come to the wheel battle, otherwise you are ugly, I will never show mercy!"

"Boy Wei, oh!" The old man grunted coldly.

They pulled their swords out of their sheaths, darted at Wei Wuwei, and Jianguang stabbed like electricity, covering his whole body from left to right, and not giving Wei Wuwei an opportunity to dodge.

"Ding! Ding!" Wei Wuwei shot with both palms, hitting the sword tip quickly and accurately.

His hands were carved like white jade, with a warm and lustrous flow, delicate and delicate, which caused people to worry that it would break when touched. As a result, when he took the sword, he swung the blade far away and made a sound of golden iron and iron.

The two old men frowned and waved their swords.

The strong power from the sword body made them almost unable to hold the sword, and they had to release their hands at any time, so the sword was slowed down by one point.

"Ding Ding ..." In the sound of Qingming, the two sword tips were hit again by Baiyu's palms, swinging far away.

The two men's swordsmanship are exquisite, they turn around the sword, and the speed is faster, but the powerful power from the sword body still makes their palms numb, and the grasp of the sword handle is more difficult. They can only use the arm to drive the wrist sword.

"Ding Ding!" The sword was faster, still faster than Wei's fearless palms.

The two swords finally broke free of their palms and flew out, rolling in the air and digging into the nearby woods.

The palms of the two elders were numb, and they stared at the sword unbelievably, failing to avoid the fearless power of Wei.

"Bang!" The two flew out, as if chasing their own long swords, and fell into the woods without any movement. They were dead.

Although the two were strong, a blood jade palm claimed their lives.

Wei Wuwei patted his hands and shook his head: "You can't do anything but pure death, it's ridiculous and pathetic!"

He looked at the woods with a pitying look on his face, shook his head and left the kiosk, and continued to walk up the stone steps, striding across the two stone steps in one step, but did not perform light work.

Chu Li frowned and kept silent.

He could see clearly that Wei Wuwei's blood jade palm was not exquisite, but he was fast and fierce. When he tried to drop ten sessions, he deceived the two elders and made them worse than him.

Even if the two old men's swordsmanship is exquisite, they cannot meet the blood jade palm, unless the two do not let the sword meet the blood jade palm. Unfortunately, the blood jade palm is one point faster than their sword, so the end is doomed.

Chu Li also shook his head. Jian Yuezong did like wheel warfare.

Chu Li eyes watched as Wei Wuwei went up all the way with Xueyu Zhang, killing ten top masters with himself, and eventually encountered an old man with gray hair.

The gray-haired old man was named Chen Ang, the first person under the sect of the Sovereign Sect of the Moon. The Sovereign was in retreat and could not go out.

Chen Ang's swordsmanship was so exquisite that it made Chu Li look amazed and inspired him greatly. He has been merging the Seven Types of the Excalibur, the Exquisite Sword of the Great Cloud, and later the Great Heavenly Yan Sword, but he has been unable to fully integrate and progress. slow.

Now seeing Chen Ang's sword skills, Chu Li is not only touched, but also understands the sword skills deeper.

Chen Ang admired the exquisite skill of Chen Ang and admired Chu Li. He asked himself not to be an opponent. Jian Yue Zong was indeed worthy of one of the eight major sects.

However, Chen Ang's swordsmanship is even more exquisite. Wei Wuwei is still the same set of blood jade palms. Looking at the ordinary and unpredictable, the tricks are not fixed. The only words are fast and fierce. In the shooting of the sword body, the sword's momentum was delayed, and he took the opportunity to storm, suppressing Chen Ang's sword skills.

Chen Ang came back with the skill of the sword, and was quickly hit by the fearless Wei Wei again, and fell into the downwind again. The two stalemateed for hundreds of moves. After nearly a thousand moves, they were a little breathless.

As the top masters of Tianwaitian, their internal forces are endless, but the two of them consume internal forces too quickly, fail to replenish them, and eventually lose their strength and slow down.

"Wei Weiwei, today is your death!" Suddenly a loud laughter sounded, and the two old men appeared and rushed directly into the field.

Chu Li frowned.

He saw that the two old men had been hiding in the distant woods, and saw that Wei Wuwei was finally tired ~ www.novelhall.com ~, and felt that the time had come.

Such a practice is despicable, but extremely effective.

The two rushed to Wei Wuwei, Jian Guang everywhere.

Wei fearless moves slowly and difficultly, unable to escape, and took two swords, but he wore a treasure suit, but the two swords failed to pierce his treasure suit.

"Haha, Chen Ang, really blushes for you Jianyuzong!" Wei Wuwei laughed suddenly, his palms speeded up suddenly.

"Bang!" The two old men flew upside down.

They are also amazing masters. Although they are not as good as Wei Wuwei, they are not too bad. Wei Wuwei suddenly has great power, abrupt and surprisingly fast, and does not avoid the two men's swords.

The two elders were too late to dodge, their palms were already printed on their chests.

"Haha!" In Wei's fearless laughter, Bao Yi wasn't broken, the two old men flew out, sprayed bleeding arrows in the air, and couldn't move after falling.

Wei Wuwei also took a sword from Chen Ang, stabbed his waist, the sword pierced the treasure, and blood was flowing like a stream.

Wei fearlessly gripped Chen Ang's sword, disregarding his rotary sword to expand the wound, and shot Chen Ang in one palm.

"Bang!" Chen Ang flew out, spit out a blood arrow, fell ten meters away, and struggled to stand up and continue to attack.

Wei fearlessly grasped Chen Ang's sword and quickly pulled it out, slamming it into Chen Ang's chest.

Chen Ang fell on the ground with the hilt of his sword, and took out the jade bottle from his arms. After opening, he poured the elixir into his mouth, began to meditate and adjust his breath, and ignored the long sword on his chest.

Wei Wuwei's lower body was red with blood, the wound was a round hole, the blood was gushing, the intestine was severed, and it was terrible.

At this time, more than a dozen masters rushed out of the woods and surrounded Wei Wuwei.

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