Chapter 790 Tiger Roar (Part 1)

Chu Li said disdainfully: "Pretending to be!"

"Stinky boy, you are looking for death!" Another middle-aged man stared at him and slapped him.

"Ding!" The sword on Chu Li's table flashed, and the cold light pierced the palm of his hand, making the sound of gold and iron, as if the sword had pierced the iron stone.

Chu Li felt the shock from the tip of the sword, and snorted, "From the White Tiger Sect?"

"Hmph, others are afraid of your Guangming Holy Cult, but our Huxiaotang is not afraid!" The middle-aged man stretched out his hand and sneered: "I will let you know the rules of Dafeng City today, offending our Huxiaotang will only lead to death, even if you are Guangming Disciples of the Holy Cult!"

Chu Li's sword light flashed again and stabbed at his throat.

"Ding..." The middle-aged man didn't dodge or dodge, let him stab, and let out another sound of gold and iron.

Chu Li was surprised.

The white tiger alchemy diagram he practiced is said to be the unique skill of the White Tiger Sect. The level of practice is not high enough, but it is far beyond the reach of ordinary people. Swords are not intrusive, but the swords of the masters of Tianwaitian are different from the swords of ordinary people. His sword still couldn't stop it.

This middle-aged man's cultivation base is weaker than his own, but he can block his own sword. The strength of body training can be seen.

"Hmph!" The middle-aged man sneered, and stared at him disdainfully: "You have such ability, but you still dare to come to Dafeng City, I really don't know how to write dead words!"

"Ding ding ding ding..." Chu Li's sword light was dotted, so fast that it was hard to distinguish with the naked eye.

Like the sound of rain hitting plantains, the middle-aged man did not take a step back, either waved his palms, or lowered his head, avoiding the point of the sword piercing his eyes.

Chu Li withdrew his sword quickly, and the sound of Qingming stopped abruptly.

The middle-aged man hummed proudly: "How?"

Chu Li snorted: "The ability to be beaten is not small!"

"Since you know how powerful it is, get out of here quickly, Dafeng City is not the place where your Bright Sacred Church should come!" the middle-aged man said coldly.

Chu Li said: "I was ordered to come here, and I will not go back!"

"Then you are looking for death!" The middle-aged man stared: "Others dare not kill you Guangming Sacred Sect disciples, we at Huxiaotang are not afraid!"

Chu Li said angrily: "Bluffer, gossip, no matter how many times you say it, don't be afraid!...Hmph, the more you say you are not afraid, the more afraid you are. If you have the guts, come and kill me!"

"Looking for death!" The middle-aged man glared at him viciously, like a tiger preying on him, with a murderous look on his face.

Chu Li shook his long sword and snorted, "Who dares to kill me!"

He glanced at the four of them wantonly, including the people in the restaurant, and shouted: "The Bright Sacred Sect Zhao Dahe is here, who dares to kill me!"

There was a sudden silence in Feiyun upstairs.

There was a discussion, but it was quickly stopped by the companions, and the voice became quieter. In the end, the entire restaurant was almost completely silent, and no one spoke.

Dafeng City is the territory of the White Tiger Sect, but the power of the Bright Sacred Sect has grown stronger in the past two years, and the disciples of the Bright Sacred Sect have appeared in Dafeng City, obviously wanting to expand their territory. How can the White Tiger Sect allow them to do so? , if others want to mix it in, they will definitely be smashed to pieces!

"Extremely arrogant!" The middle-aged man was furious, he did not expect Chu Li to be so arrogant.

When he yelled such big words, the whole restaurant was quiet and majestic.

If the White Tiger Sect could not suppress his arrogance, his status in the hearts of martial arts people would drop sharply.

"If you want to die, I will fulfill you!" The middle-aged man took a deep breath, suppressed the anger that turned his face, and punched his right fist.

"Woo..." It was like a tiger roaring.

Chu Li suddenly got out of the chair and used the time step, and in an instant he was in front of the middle-aged man. The tip of the sword pierced his fist and stabbed his right fist.

While thrusting the sword, the left fist punched out.

The left fist that was close at hand hit his heart.

"Bang!" The middle-aged man flew straight upside down, spraying a bloody arrow in the air.

"Bang!" Chu Li followed up with another blow with his left fist. The middle-aged man accelerated in the air, smashed open the north window, and flew out of the restaurant without a trace.

One sword and two punches happened between lightning and flint. Before the others could react, the companion had already been injured and flew away.

"Good boy!" The faces of the other two middle-aged people changed slightly.

Sure enough, as expected of the disciples of the Guangming Sacred Cult, they immediately figured out their reality.

The white tiger magic skill they practice is the first in defense, invulnerable to swords and guns, even the masters of the sky and the sky cannot hurt them, but this body training method has a shortcoming. Before the sixth level, the internal force cannot be separated from the body, and it cannot be as far away as the master of the sky. attack.

Can only fight in close quarters, not from afar.

If you want to attack from a distance, you can only temporarily stop the white tiger magic skill and use other martial arts.

But at the sixth level, the internal force can be separated from the body, and can be invincible regardless of distance or near.

The power of the White Tiger Divine Art is astonishing, but it is too difficult to cultivate. Only when you reach the sixth level can you become a direct disciple, otherwise you are just a disciple outside the sect. They are disciples of the Huxiaotang, all disciples outside the sect.

Chu Li gave them a disdainful look: "You guys can only scare people, and you are still in the Tiger Howling Hall, a bunch of trash!"

"What did you say!"

"waste!"

"Look at the fist!" The two rushed forward at the same time.

Chu Li "bang bang" two Da Guangming punches, the two of them took two steps back, their faces remained unchanged, and they failed to hurt them.

The two continued to rush towards him, and they couldn't hurt them anyway.

"Bang bang bang bang..." Chu Li kept throwing punches, repelling them one after another.

In the end, the speed of his punches was far faster than their slowing speed, and the two of them retreated non-stop, from the south window to the north window.

The two were so oppressed that they couldn't breathe, this situation was like a congenital master against a supernatural master, extremely aggrieved, finally couldn't bear it, and punched again.

"Woo..." Amidst the roar of the tiger, the strength of the punch reached Chu Li.

Chu Li flickered, disappeared in a flash, and appeared in front of the two of them.

"Bang! Bang!" Two punches from the Great Light God hit the two in the heart, and they flew backwards, spewing a mouthful of blood in the air, and flew out of the restaurant through the broken window.

Chu Li clapped his hands, returned to his seat in a flash, and looked at Sun Jizhi

Sun Jizhi's face was gloomy.

Chu Li said: "This is your backer? It's unreliable, or else, you'd better go to me, grandson. Behind me is the Holy Sect of Light, which is much more powerful than the White Tiger Sect!"

"You won't be proud for long!" Sun Jizhi said coldly: "The White Tiger Sect will never let it go."

Chu Li curled his lips: "If you don't see the coffin, you won't cry, that's all, get out!"

He waved his hand impatiently.

Sun Jizhi snorted, turned his head and left.

Chu Li raised his voice and said, "Shopkeeper, come here!"

A thin old man ran over with a smile on his face: "What orders does Mr. Zhao have?"

"I'll pay you back." Chu Li took out a hundred taels of silver bill from his pocket.

The thin old man hurriedly waved his hands, and said with a smile: "No, no, it's an honor for Mr. Zhao to come to Feiyunlou for dinner. How can you take your money!"

Chu Li stuffed the bank note into his hand: "Don't be so wordy, just take it if I give it to you!"

"Yes, thank you Mr. Zhao!" Seeing that he was impatient, the shopkeeper knew that he was not being polite, so he thanked him wisely.

Chu Li waved his hand, and the shopkeeper stepped back cautiously.

Chu Li sat down and left Feiyun Tower, the night was getting dark and the street was even more lively.

He slowly returned to the house where Huiyaotang was located. As soon as he stepped into the house, his face was gloomy and his anger was surging.