Chapter 1739： Trick

Wu Tianjue's sword gas hit his chest, and his heart suddenly hurt. The sword gas penetrated into his heart like two snakes. r? anwen ?????????? `???

Chu Li was startled, did not expect these two swords to be so fierce.

The sword qi that was blocked by his hand was obviously not strong enough to restrain his attention. The remaining two sword qis were the killer magpies. The power was amazing. He even broke through the imperishable obstacles of King Kong and went straight into his heart.

The Suzaku's fire in the heart chakra suddenly startled, and came out with a pinch, swallowing two swords in one breath.

The fire of Suzaku suddenly rose, as if the flames emptied, the thick wrapped King Kong's internal strength could hardly be suppressed.

Song Zhifan saw that Chu Li's face remained unchanged, without any signs of injury, and he was a little angry. He did not expect that Chu Li had already reached such a state. He was really his own nemesis, and he must kill him!

"Take me another sword!" Song Zhifan's body glowed more, Jian Guang shot, ignoring Chu Li's palm blocking, hit his heart again.

"Bang!" Chu Li took a step back.

Chu Li frowned, her heart ache again, and was swallowed by the fire of Suzaku again.

Song Zhifan's face began to grow old, and he had become middle-aged. Chu Li knew that he had used mystery to increase the power of the Tiantianjue. In this way, the power would become stronger and stronger, and he would eventually be unable to bear it.

"Take me a palm too!" Chu Li said faintly, and shot with a palm.

Out of the palm of his hand, Song Zhifan failed to avoid, hitting his chest firmly.

"Bang!" Song Zhifan flew straight out, as if struck by a giant tree, and pulled him by a line of crickets behind him.

Song Zhifan flew up to ten feet above the sea and spit out blood.

He glared incredulously.

When he urged Tiantianjue, his body and the sword in his hand were one and the same. The sword was him, and he was the sword. The body would become like a sword, indestructible, iron cut like mud, hard and abnormal.

Chu Li's fluttering palm contained a strange internal force that even hurt himself directly. The five internal organs seemed to flip over, and suddenly the whole body began to become chaotic.

The Linghu Aura suddenly faded, as if evacuated.

Chu Li immediately sent in Supreme Master Sutra's internal force to devour it, and instantly replenished it, even more prosperous than before.

Chu Li once again made a flick of Yu Shi Yu Hu Jue, and his palm flashed, and immediately came to Song Zhifan.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Song Zhifan urged Yudianbu to avoid it, and he did not dare to connect with this strange palm strength.

But an invisible force restrained him. Although he broke free immediately, he delayed this, so that he couldn't avoid this palm, the fluttering palm intersected with his left palm, and flew out again.

"Oh!" He spit again, and sighed angrily: "What kind of trick is this?"

"It's just an ordinary practice." Chu Li smiled. "How does it taste?"

"Very good!" Song Zhifan sneered, "Do you think you can defeat me with this hell?"

"Why not?" Chu left.

Song Zhifan sneered: "Naive!"

Although this palm is strange and overbearing, the internal organs have been severely damaged, but how mysterious is his eternal life. After adding a few wrinkles to his face, the injury suddenly eased.

Chu Li stopped, shook his head in place, "You can try."

Song Zhifan's sneer froze.

He found that after the elders' life had been stressed for a bit, the injury was slowed down, but the strange palm strength continued to be destroyed. In a blink of an eye, his years of Shouyuan's efforts were brought to naught and his body deteriorated again.

"Oh!" Song Zhifan spit out another blood and frowned at Chu Li.

Chu Li smiled: "Can you admit defeat?"

The aura of the super-beasts is not so easy to eliminate. They seem to have a soul, they can decide how to attack, how to attack can be the most effective, and it is almost difficult to kill.

"Admit defeat?" Song Zhifan gritted his teeth: "ridiculous!"

He looked old for a moment, like an old man in his sixties, even though he was blocked by light, he still couldn't escape Chu Li's eyes.

Chu Li shook his head and said, "It's useless."

"Huh!" Song Zhifan sneered.

The injuries of the five internal organs suddenly reversed, and they were restored as before, as if there were no injuries, and the singular palm power had disappeared, leaving only a trace, and the smile on his face grew brighter.

He was about to open his mouth sarcastically, his smile condensed again.

The swiftness of palm swallowed his body's strength quickly, and in the blink of an eye he grew to the previous level, and then hit the internal organs again, even two points more severe than the previous injury.

The internal organs were severely damaged, and the strength of the body was chaotic again.

His face changed so much that he couldn't really suppress it.

Chu Lihe laughed and said, "Don't you give up?"

Song Zhifan grunted his teeth and said, "Chu Li, what martial art is this?"

Chu Li Road said: "The tiger's palm."

"I have never heard of this method at all!" Song Zhifan gritted his teeth and said, "You're ruthless, well, I confess!"

Chu Li Yiyi: "Admit defeat?"

"Good." Song Zhifan gritted his teeth and said, "But you have to take this palm back!"

Chu Li smiled and nodded: "This is nature."

Song Zhifan held out his hand: "Come!"

Chu Li looked at him, then slowly stretched out his left palm, put him on the right palm, the two of them met with each other, Chu Li urged Yu Hujue, and suddenly entered the body of Song Zhifan with a warm breath.

As soon as Linghu Aura felt the warm atmosphere, he immediately attacked and got into the warm atmosphere. It was like enjoying himself in a hot spring, and then Chu Li returned to his body ~ www.novelhall.com ~ 宋 知 凡 长 舒With a sigh of relief, the light on his face gradually dissipated, revealing his old face.

Chu Li smiled: "Can you tell me now?"

"No problem!" Song Zhifan snorted. "But I only say it once, if you can remember it, don't blame me!"

Chu Li nodded.

He was a bit surprised. Song Zhifan didn't expect Song Yifan to admit defeat so easily, and he was so happy that he was just like a gentleman, without any enemies. This is too abnormal.

But that's it, Chu Li won't flinch. It's good to be able to get Qi Tianjue, which is too important to him.

"You step back, don't overhear!" Song Zhifan turned to look at the four young people.

"Leader ..." the four hesitated.

Song Zhifan hummed and turned around: "Let's go elsewhere!"

Chu Li nodded.

The two disappeared into the vast sea in a flash, appearing on top of a mountain, which was the original entrance of the floating mountain.

Song Zhifan looked at Chu Li with a complex look: "Chu Li, I'll say it again. It's not necessarily a good thing to learn this trick, but it's a way to die."

Chu Li smiled: "Thank you for reminding me, I want to practice."

"That's okay!" Song Zhifan hummed. "This seat will never hide or tamper with it. You can rest assured that this seat has not been so inferior, it will definitely beat you upright!"

Chu Li smiled: "Okay, I'll wait!"

Song Zhifan made a humming sound, and he would never tamper with it, because the counterattack after tampering might not be that big.

He coughed and began to say, "Bian Tianjue opens his mind with clear meaning.

Song Zhifan spit words clearly like beads, but at a very fast speed, just like raindrops falling down. An annoyance poured out, and he couldn't help but remember.

Chu Li was clearly branded into his mind. (To be continued ...)