Chapter 2817 Owl Head (Three More)

Li Feiyu was defenseless just because the Divine Sword of Time did not emit light, and because Chu Li was imprisoned, he was also defenseless. In the end, he was stabbed in the center by the sword. The Divine Sword of Time was too fast to avoid.

"Death!" Li Feiyu screamed strangely, and pushed out both palms at the same time.

Chu Li stood still, forcibly resisting the blow.

"Bang!" Amidst the loud noise, Chu Li stood upright like a pine tree, and Li Feiyu's palms could not move forward with a distance of two inches.

The power of the Qiankun bracelet is a bit stronger now, and Li Feiyu can't break the Qiankun bracelet with his own palm strength.

The light of the Time Excalibur suddenly brightened.

"Ah!" Li Feiyu roared unwillingly, trying to break free from the time sword, the red sun above his head shot into Chu Li's mind.

Heavenly Demon jumped up, opened his mouth to swallow Hongri, and showed a satisfied smile.

Li Feiyu's whole body vented.

Losing the red sun, he lost a lot, and more importantly, he lost the core of the blood yang divine art. The red sun is the strongest and most fundamental power of the practitioners of the blood yang divine art, and it directly acts on the spirit.

He only has internal energy, but without the source of internal energy, he lost his agility.

The light of the Time Excalibur keeps getting stronger.

Li Feiyu felt that his life essence was dissipating rapidly like a flood breaking a bank, his heart gradually became panicked, and he couldn't wait to take out all the treasures, but his whole body was already sore and weak, and his heart was powerless.

He became more and more terrified, did he want to die here, at the hands of this bald donkey?

Unwilling, he raised his head to the sky and roared angrily, "Die! Die!"

He threw out all the Nine Sun Pearls in his sleeve, and he wanted to die together.

Chu Li snorted and flicked his sleeve.

Immediately, all the Nine Sun Pearls were thrown into the forest like milk swallows, and got into his wide sleeves one after another. At the same time, the sleeves also released rustling powder, which was transformed by pine needles, and all the pine needles in the sleeves were absorbed.

Li Feiyu took out another jade pendant, and was about to cast it, but found that his whole body was weak, and his internal energy could not move the treasure, so he changed another jade pendant, took out another bead, and was about to throw it out.

Chu Li snatched it with his hands, as fast as lightning, and at the same time drew out the Divine Sword of Time.

Li Feiyu stared dumbfounded at him taking away his orb and jade pendant, spat out a mouthful of blood in grief and indignation, and fell limply to the ground. Wrinkles were running rampant on his face, and his silver hair had turned into an old man.

He didn't notice any changes in his appearance, but felt weak and weak all over his body, as if all the power had abandoned him, and his body was abnormally heavy.

Chu Li said in a deep voice: "Your level of blood-yang magic is too low, is this the power of a Yin vein disciple?"

He originally thought it would be more difficult, but he didn't expect to solve Li Feiyu so easily.

Ever since Li Feiyu lost the Destiny Lock, he immediately became helpless, which is why he could be so easily injured. Li Feiyu with the Destiny Lock and Li Feiyu who lost the Destiny Lock are simply two people.

Li Feiyu raised his head and glared at him angrily: "Thief and bald donkey, have you got my destiny lock?"

Chu Li took out the Destiny Lock from his arms and shook it: "But this?"

"Bring it quickly!" Li Feiyu hurriedly got up and wanted to get it back, but he staggered and failed to get up, and fell down again.

Chu Li put the Lock of Destiny back into his arms, shook his head and said, "What's the matter with Youwen, is it the inheritance you got, or the one from the Blood Yang Sect?"

"What Youwen?" Li Feiyu asked blankly.

Chu Li looked at him calmly: "Mr. Li, why don't you be happy now, I can spare your life."

"Hey...!" Li Feiyu sneered twice, then laughed out loud, leaning forward and backward.

Chu Li Dayuan Xuankong mirror had already seen through his mind.

In such a situation, Li Feiyu couldn't stop Chu Li's prying eyes, and was overjoyed when he saw Youwen's location.

His face became more and more calm: "Is the suzerain of the Blood Yang Sect and the master of the Demon Sect the same person?"

Li Feiyu just looked up to the sky and laughed.

Chu Li shook his head: "Don't expect someone to save you."

"Haha..." Li Feiyu laughed loudly, "I laugh at you for dying without knowing it!"

Chu Li's face darkened slightly, seeing Li Feiyu's thoughts.

The master of the Blood Yang Sect already knew the news and was rushing over. The Suzerain of the Blood Yang Sect also received his news and was about to come soon. He couldn't help humming: "Okay then, I'll see you off!"

He slashed horizontally with his sword, and Li Feiyu's head flew up, with a smile still on his face.

Chu Li shook his head and smiled, and collected all the treasures on his body. Unfortunately, most of them didn't know how to use them, but it was better than staying and disappearing quickly.

The next moment, four gray-robed old men flashed, and then a purple-robed middle-aged man appeared.

"Sect Master!" The old man in four gray robes cupped his fists and saluted.

The face of the middle-aged man in the purple robe was square and slightly purple. It seemed that there was a purple aura around him, which was indescribably precious.

He is Xue Yangzong's advocate Chang Huai.

He flicked his sleeves, stared at Li Feiyu under his feet, and said coldly: "I didn't expect that he would also be murdered!"

Li Feiyu's luck has always been very good, and he has encountered many adventures. From an unknown little person, he has grown into one of the top figures in the Yin vein in one go, and he has risen quickly to become the number one in the Blood Yang Sect.

They all thought that if he continued like this, it would be possible to create a miracle, and the first suzerain would appear in the yin veins.

It's a pity that his body was separated and died in front of his eyes, and he still looked like this.

"Sect Master, it was caused by the Divine Sword of Time!" An old man said coldly, "In the world, only Junior Brother Li has the Divine Sword of Time. Could it be that he was killed by the Divine Sword?"

"Impossible." Another old man said in a deep voice: "The backfire of the Divine Sword will not cut off his head. Someone snatched his Divine Sword of Time and then killed him with the Divine Sword of Time!"

"The world is so big, there are really not many who can beat Junior Brother Li!"

"His treasures are emerging one after another. If you can't beat him, you can still escape. Who the hell is this guy!"

The four old men discussed in low voices.

Zhang Changhuai narrowed his eyes slightly, pacing with his hands behind his back, ignoring their arguments.

He stopped suddenly and waved his sleeves.

The blood that was gushing out suddenly flew up and turned into blood mist all over the sky, and then the light and shadow twisted, and a scene appeared vaguely, but it was the picture of Chu Li waving the head of the time sword.

"It's an old monk!" An old man shouted in a deep voice, "How courageous!"

"I don't know if it's a monk from Daci'en Temple, a monk from Supreme Temple, or a monk from other monasteries?" Another old man frowned and muttered, "There are not many old monks who can beat Junior Brother Li!"

Everyone nodded.

Although Li Feiyu was young, he had many adventures. He couldn't stand the adventures again and again, which led to his cultivation advancing by leaps and bounds. He was much stronger than those old guys who had accumulated over time, and their cultivation was even better.

Although the monks in Da Ci'en Temple are powerful, there are very few who are better than Junior Brother Li, and they all know each other, but they don't have this monk in front of them.

Everyone chattered to find out who the old monk was.

"No need to say any more." Zhang Changhuai said lightly, "It's Dingru monk!"

"Dingru monk?" An old man was surprised: "Could it be that genius from the Great Mercy Temple? Although he is very powerful, he can't compare to Junior Brother Li, right?"

The monk Dingru's name has already been broken out, and it is widely spread in the martial arts, and the Blood Yang Sect knows it very well, and feels that Chu Li's cultivation level can't win Li Feiyu, and his cultivation level is even worse, not to mention so many treasures.