Chapter 504 Consumed to Death (Third Shift)
Chu Li was under siege by the two of them, and he still used Shura Palm with ease.
The Asura Palm itself is exquisite and has many wonderful functions. Sometimes when one palm is stretched out, the figure will speed up abruptly, as fast as light and shadow, and sometimes when one palm is pressed, the speed will suddenly slow down.
This rapid and slow change is enough to make people unpredictable and at a loss.
He is like a shadow, drifting between the two, advancing and retreating in a similar manner.
The two were burning blood, and their facial features were extremely sharp. It was very difficult for Chu Li to hit them. At this moment, he had 58 palms, but none of them could hit them. At most, they only intersected with their palms.
Chu Li frowned suddenly, and someone came over again!
He let out a soft drink, he didn't care about sharpening his Shura palm, he activated it from a short distance away, and appeared behind Junyi middle-aged man in an instant, the palm print was as fast as lightning, and he couldn't dodge it.
"Bang!" Junyi middle-aged man flew out.
Chu Li shot at the chubby middle-aged man.
The chubby middle-aged man was shocked by his speed, he stretched out his palms to block, and the two palms intersected.
"Bang!" Chu Li took a step back, and at the same time a beam of light shot out from his left hand.
"Uh..." The handsome middle-aged man in the air had just triggered a warning sign, and the flying knife had already pierced his heart.
"Old He!" The round-faced middle-aged man shouted.
The young man in the Confucian shirt darkened his face, and said coldly: "Okay! Okay! Very good, if you don't kill all of your Secret Guards, my holy religion will never stop!"
Lu Yurong remained calm and said two words: "Ridiculous!"
Chu Li reappeared behind the round-faced middle-aged man and patted him down.
The middle-aged man with a round face was already prepared, and he bumped out with a sharp elbow.
Chu Li disappeared in a flash and appeared on his left.
The round-faced middle-aged man elbowed out again.
His elbow strike was unique, fierce and domineering.
Chu Li knew its power, so he didn't force it. After dodging twice, a throwing knife shot out.
"Hmph!" The round-faced middle-aged man was stabbed in the chest, but he continued to bump into Chu Li without paying attention.
When he got close, he suddenly opened his mouth, and a cold light shot out from his mouth.
Chu Li tilted his head and easily avoided it.
This move is impossible to guard against, no less than a dozen masters died from this shot.
When Chu Li dodged, he shot out again.
"Ah..." The round-faced middle-aged man blushed and roared, and slammed into Chu Li even faster.
Chu Li disappeared in a flash, he hit an empty space, and shot another flying knife to his heart.
The middle-aged man with a round face staggered a few steps and fell to the ground unwillingly.
"Who the hell are you!" the Confucian shirt youth shouted.
He didn't expect that two top masters would die at will, so vulnerable, and so young, completely different from what he had imagined before.
Chu Li glanced at him lightly, and said in a deep voice, "Let's go!"
He came to Lu Yurong's side and reached out to grab her wrist.
Lu Yurong wanted to dodge, but was caught precisely, it was inevitable.
"Where are you going!" the young man in Confucian shirt snorted coldly, and chased after him with lightness kung fu.
Lu Yurong withdrew the secret technique and said calmly, "What's going on?"
Although she withdrew the secret method, her state of mind is still in the secret method, everything in the world is reflected in her heart, and everything is false and unreal.
Chu Li said: "They came to help."
"Strong martial arts?"
"Better than that guy!" Chu Li glanced behind him.
The young man in Confucian shirt followed closely behind him with a gloomy face, getting closer and closer.
"The Holy Cult of Light is indeed full of talents!"
Lu Yurong felt that if another guy like this appeared, he would never be able to please him.
Chu Li said: "Two are here."
"Well, I have temporarily lost my hands-on ability."
"How long will it take to recover?"
"Half an hour."
"Okay, I'll hold off."
The two talked while walking, and soon two old men in gray clothes appeared next to the young man in Confucian shirts, followed by three top experts.
"How about going back directly?" Lu Yurong glanced at the three people behind him.
The two old men and the young man in Confucian shirts joined hands, and they couldn't do it themselves, which became a burden. The most sensible way for Chu Li was to use his magical powers to go back.
Chu Li shook his head and said, "It's one more kill."
"Send me away first, and then kill them." Lu Yurong said.
Chu Li shook his head.
Lu Yurong only needs half an hour, so delaying for half an hour is not a problem.
I really can't leave.
If he wanted to hang these three people, he had to take Lu Yurong with him, so that the three of them could keep chasing them, and his greatest advantage was his endless internal strength.
The deeper the cultivation of the three people behind him, the deeper their internal strength could be. This is the time to make full use of their advantages, and if they fail, they can really be killed.
This kind of top master kills one less, which will greatly damage the strength of the Guangming Sacred Church, and the revenge it will receive in the future will also be weaker.
Spiritual Qi surged in from all directions, turning into internal energy and circulating endlessly in the body.
He injected an internal force of Shura Palm into Lu Yurong's body, which was extremely yin and cold, similar to the internal force of Lu Yurong's Nine Heavens Profound Goddess Kung Fu.
Lu Yurong glanced at him, a little surprised that she didn't feel any rejection of this internal force.
Chu Li said: "Can you recover early?"
"No problem!" Lu Yurong snorted, "You know a lot!"
Chu Li smiled back.
He ran ahead, and the three of them followed closely behind.
They could tell that Lu Yurong was in a period of weakness after the secret surgery, and it was a good time to get rid of her. They saw that Chu Li's speed was slowing down and he was chasing more vigorously.
Chu Li continuously provided internal strength to help Lu Yurong recover faster.
He suddenly flicked his hand and shot a throwing knife.
Flashing past like a stream of light, the three youths in Confucian shirts easily avoided it.
Seeing Chu Li like this, they became more and more convinced that he was panicking and that his internal strength was insufficient, so they chased him even harder.
Chu Li didn't say a word, just ran forward, from one mountain to another, darting close to the treetops.
The three people in the back chased after him firmly, with smiles on their faces.
Chu Li is carrying a person with him, no matter how powerful his lightness kung fu is, it is impossible not to be unaffected. The longer the time, the more affected he will be, just like walking with a person on his back.
They wanted to exhaust Chu Li's internal energy, and then captured the two of them alive. They didn't have to take the risk of being trapped, took them to Dali, killed two disciples of the Holy Cult, and they would have to be tortured for two days before they died.
The two sides have different thoughts, but both want to consume the other to death.
Half an hour later, Lu Yurong said in a low voice, "It's done!"
Chu Li nodded and said nothing.
Lu Yurong glanced at the three people chasing after him, pursed her lips and smiled, knowing what Chu Li was thinking, and didn't say any more.
After half an hour, Chu Li's figure became slower and slower, and the three people behind him also slowed down. They wanted to catch up with one breath, but they were powerless.
An hour later, Chu Li became slower and slower, about the same speed as an acquired master.
An hour and a half later, Chu Li pulled Lu Yurong to trot along the official road, only slightly faster than ordinary people.
The three people behind him were also dripping with sweat and their faces were pale.
At this point, there is only one last breath left, no one wants to give up, the heart to catch up to the opponent and kill the opponent is more determined and unshakable.
A round of bright moon hangs in the sky, shining everywhere.
But the night is almost nothing to them, and its influence is negligible.
Chu Li suddenly smiled, turned his head and said, "Kill them all!"
"Good!" Lu Yurong snorted.
She was secretly shocked by the depth of Chu Li's inner strength, which was almost endless.
The two rushed back, swift as ghosts, and arrived in front of the three of them.
Chu Li threw out his left and right hands at the same time.
"Chi! Chi!" Two beams of light shot into the chests of the two old men respectively.
The two old men tried their best to turn sideways to avoid their mouths.
The other two beams of light shot at them again, and there was no way to avoid them. The heart was pierced immediately, and the flying knife fell behind them with a cloud of blood.
"Uh..." The two old men stared at him in disbelief.
They are the top masters in the sect, their identities are supernatural, they thought they could catch a rabbit like a golden eagle, but they never imagined that the rabbit would turn into a ferocious beast!
"Ah..." the young man in Confucian shirts roared angrily, his face grim: "The holy religion will definitely destroy you!"
He fully understood that the three of them had been fooled.
Chu Li smiled, and took a picture with one palm, and Lu Yurong also took a picture at the same time.
The young man in Confucian shirt took palms with both hands.
"Bang!" He flew out immediately.
With a flick of Chu Li's hand, the flying knife turned into a stream of light and caught up with him, directly shooting into the center of his eyebrows and embedded in it.
"How many throwing knives do you have?" Lu Yurong heaved a sigh of relief and turned her head to ask.
Chu Li let out a chuckle, and was about to speak when his face suddenly changed, and he rushed towards Lu Yurong.
"Chi!" A knife light suddenly appeared, cutting Chu Li's right shoulder.