Chapter 1724 Desperate (Four More)

"It's you!" Meng Xiaoqi looked at the lightning, and laughed suddenly: "Okay, I was looking for you, but you came to my door, just in time!"

He slashed out, and in a flash of black light, he had already appeared in front of Chu Li, directly abandoning Elder Fan, who had become a middle-aged and beautiful woman, and what he wanted to kill even more was Bai Li Na, who was disguised by Chu Li.

Under Bailina's subordinates, he was too aggrieved, he killed several people and still couldn't let it out, only by killing can he be happy, otherwise this knot will be pent up in his heart, and he will think about it from time to time, making him extremely unhappy.

Chu Li roared angrily, and a beam of brilliance fell from the sky, condensing into bright palm prints to meet Heidao.

"Bang!" The black knife was shaken away.

"Huh?" Meng Xiaoqi looked at him in surprise, he didn't expect Chu Li to have such profound cultivation.

Chu Li's body shrank a little and flew out backwards.

Elder Fan and the others knew at a glance that he had used the divine art of sacrificing his life, even the 10th level of the magical art of sacrificing his life, and he was desperate as soon as he came up.

He shouted in the air: "Elder Fan, you go first!"

Elder Fan said: "Be careful with his knife!"

"I know!" Chu Li laughed and said, "I was chased by him back then, and I have learned a lot about his sword. It's nothing special!"

"Hey, it's nothing special, come again!" Meng Xiaoqi sneered, and cut with the black knife.

"Bang!" Chu Li's Heavenly King Palm came out again and hit Heidao.

This time, the black knife only paused, and then continued to cut out.

When Chu Li struck out his left palm, his right palm had already followed, and the second Heavenly King Palm hit Heidao.

"Bang!" Heidao paused again.

Chu Li's third Heavenly King Palm has already been photographed.

"Bang bang bang bang..." His inner strength seemed to be boundless, and the Heavenly King Palm struck after another, which made Elder Fan and the other five feel terrified.

They all know the Heavenly King's Palm, and know that a single blow from the Heavenly King's Palm is enough to consume more than half of the body's internal energy. Two palms are already rare, and four palms are already the limit. But seeing Chu Li's appearance, one palm after another is continuous, like internal energy. Infinity is general.

They were horrified to see Chu Li desperately fighting like this. If he couldn't last a few palms like this, he would be forced to go to the sky, unable to move, and let others slaughter him.

"Go!" Chu Li shouted.

Elder Fan was moved, and glanced at the remaining five people: "You guys go first!"

"Elder, let's not go, let's be companions together at worst!" The remaining five people shook their heads, their hearts sprouted, and they were infected by Chu Li's madness.

They could only stop, and watched Chu Li desperately slap the Heavenly King Palm one after another, trapping Heidao forcefully.

The black knife suddenly disappeared in front of everyone's eyes, and they yelled that it was not good.

The next moment, the long knife cut across Chu Li's heart.

Chu Li made a fierce blow with his left fist.

But the long knife flipped and slashed lightly, and Chu Li's left hand fell silently.

He snorted angrily, and continued to slap without hesitation.

Even though he possessed the myriad phenomena returning to the sect and the illusory art of Tianxing Cave, he had a vague intuition that the long saber was coming, but he still couldn't block the saber. The cultivation level of the heaven and the human is really astonishing, he is not as good as him, and there is no possibility of winning.

"Good!" Meng Xiaoqi snorted.

Normally, he would have killed Chu Li a long time ago, but seeing how desperate Chu Li was, he was not in a hurry to kill him. He just wanted to see how long Chu Li could last, and wanted to exhaust Chu Li to death.

He only thought about how to come here as happily as possible, because after the heavenly man unsealed the seal, he sealed it again after an hour, and the 20-year residence time has already been ruined.

Chu Li's left wrist was already sealed with blood, and he cursed loudly, "You shitty Demon Sword Sect, you're just bullying people!"

"How did I bully you?" Meng Xiaoqi laughed.

"You are not human at all!" Chu Li snorted, "Although the old man is ignorant, he knows that the light on your body is absolutely abnormal!"

Elder Fan said coldly: "Aren't you afraid of the punishment of the heavenly rules when the heavenly man descends?"

"Hehe...you guys know a lot, but unfortunately..." Meng Xiaoqi shook his head and said, "You don't need to worry about these things, you're going to die anyway!"

Chu Li said: "Let's go to Tianwaitian and file a complaint!"

"Haha! Naive!" Meng Xiaoqi laughed loudly and said, "You think you can go to Heaven after death?"

"We are masters of the sky, we will enter the sky when we die!" Chu Li snorted.

While he was speaking, he kept slapping out with his right hand, one strike after another of the Heavenly King's palm, but it had already begun to weaken by two points. Seeing that his momentum was gradually weakening, he couldn't hold on for a few more palms.

"Haha..., you died under the magic knife, you didn't have a chance to enter the sky, I'm really sorry, haha!" Meng Xiaoqi laughed triumphantly.

Chu Li's face darkened: "Can your magic knife devour souls?"

"Exactly, you are very smart, Parina, but it's a pity that smart people don't live long, let's die!" The black knife suddenly lit up, and the black light shot out, as if swallowing all the surrounding light, showing a black hole, and the black hole enveloped everyone. Xiang Chuli.

"Hmph, what a loud breath!" A loud shout suddenly exploded in everyone's ears.

Elder Fan was overjoyed and shouted: "Master!"

Song Zhifan suddenly stepped out from the void, and punched lightly.

"Bang!" With a thunderous explosion, the black hole dissipated, revealing a black knife.

Meng Xiaoqi frowned and looked at Song Zhifan.

Chu Li breathed a sigh of relief, wanted to retreat but suddenly staggered, limply fell to the ground and could not move, as if his bones had been pulled out of his body, like a pile of mud.

Elder Fan rejoiced and said, "Master, be careful, this is a heavenly being!"

Song Zhifan stepped on the void with his hands behind his back, and snorted: "This is not a place for you to show off your power, you should ascend to heaven!"

"Your surname is Song, Song Wuji's descendant, you have some of his style." Meng Xiaoqi shook his head and said, "Although I don't want to kill you, but you are blocking the way of our Demon Sword Sect, we can only get rid of you."

"Kill me? What a big tone!" Song Zhifan smiled lightly, and looked at him calmly: "Demon Saber Sect, with my Longevity Sect here, what do you Demon Saber Sect want to do? It's really ridiculous!"

"Then try it!" Meng Xiaoqi slashed it down.

Song Zhifan's blue shirt was fluttering, and the golden crown on his head was shining in the sun. It looked like a heaven and man descended into the world, exuding brilliance all over his body. Chu Li couldn't help frowning. The Song Zhifan in front of him gave him a sense of inscrutability.

Unexpectedly, he couldn't figure out the depth of Song Zhifan's cultivation, and his aura kept skyrocketing, which put him under enormous pressure. This pressure continued to increase, and he also felt like he had seen heaven and man before.

In terms of the strength of the momentum and the strength of the surrounding gods, the two are indistinguishable.

I don't know who is strong and who is weak, but no matter who is strong and who is weak, it is not good news for him. They are all people who want to kill him, and he is not able to defeat him now. Although he is diligent, he has become a tiger fighter The tactic, the Vajra Immortal Body has advanced to two levels, which is a step behind them.

This made him quite uncomfortable. If he continued like this, he would be left farther and farther away, and in the end he would not be worthy of being their opponent or their stepping stone. How could he be willing to do this!

He stared intently at the two of them, Da Yuan Jing wanted to observe but was forced back by the light, so he could only observe with naked eyes.

These thoughts are like flashes of light and flint.

Facing Meng Xiaoqi's knife, Song Zhifan slowly pulled out the long sword at his waist.