Chapter 1691： prestige

Intuition made Chu Li move sideways, avoiding this finger, and then another finger arrived.

Leng Wufeng was overjoyed and took the opportunity.

The two gods struck together, and the gods field overlapped, the power was even more amazing. The power of the gods field restrained him, and he must be forced to kneel for mercy.

Chu Li suddenly smiled and slowly pulled out his sword.

Leng Wufeng and the bright monk were suddenly discolored.

The long scabbard on his waist came out slowly and awkwardly, as if heavier than a thousand weights, and it was very difficult to move every inch, but it felt like a mountain over him, and he seemed to be restrained by invisible forces. A sword came over.

Chu Li this sword is toward the monk Ming.

"Amitabha ..." The Ming monk finally announced a Buddhist chant with both palms together, and disappeared in situ. He appeared outside Shizhang the next moment, and looked at Chu Li calmly: "Thank you Chu donor."

He could clearly feel that at the last moment, Chu Li's sword stagnated for a while, so that he avoided the sword, otherwise he could not avoid the sword. Such a powerful sword, no wonder Chu Li could kill the gods.

Chu Li smiled and fluttered away from Leng Wufeng's palm, and said, "Master Ming, you should leave!"

"Well ..." The Ming monk sighed helplessly: "Your Majesty, the oldest uncle has done his best, it is time to leave."

Leng Wufeng said: "Did the master watch him kill me?"

"Your Majesty rest assured, Chu donors will not be like this." The Ming monk laughed and said that he would pay a tribute to Chu again, and his tall figure disappeared into the void.

Chu Li turned around and smiled, "Your Majesty, there are only two of us!"

"Chu Li, although your sword is powerful, you may not be able to use it for the second time!" Leng Wufeng said with a deep hum.

His heart sank constantly, knowing that he still underestimated Chu Li, the power of this sword was beyond imagination.

Chu Li smiled: "Okay, then your Majesty, try it!"

He returned to the scabbard and slowly pulled out again.

Leng Wufeng broke off and suddenly disappeared.

Chu Li stopped the sword and laughed, "How timid is your majesty!"

His laughter shook the sky, and it rang through the sky. He could be heard throughout the city.

Leng Wufeng appeared behind Chu Li again, his face was somber and he punched out with a severe punch. This punch poured into the anger against Chu Li, the power of God was condensed, the power was the biggest punch.

He was repeatedly teased by Chu Li, and he was already out of anger, and his heart was fiery.

Chu Lizhang meets.

"Bang!" Chu Li took two steps back and looked at him calmly: "Your Majesty can't do it with only these skills."

King Kong ’s immortal power is beyond imagination. The power of the gods enters his body, but he cannot hurt him at all. It is worse than the fire of Suzaku. What is more important is that the fire of Suzaku is extremely overbearing. With him, he did not let go of all the internal forces of the invasion, and rushed directly to burn it, turning it into its fuel, making it stronger.

This is why he came to the forbidden palace with impunity. When the power of the gods contained in the gold medal entered the body, he discovered the power of Suzaku's fire, so he was full of confidence. Even if the Ming monk was there, the two gods joined hands, and he did not No fear.

Leng Wufeng frowned. He never expected that Chu Liqiang was so strong.

Chu Li suddenly drew his sword and slowly came out again.

Leng Wufeng disappeared again.

Chu Li laughed again.

Leng Wufeng appeared in front of him with a somber face, humming, "Chu Li, don't you think it's too much?"

Chu Lihe smiled and shook his head: "Compared to what His Majesty did, I've been tolerant and kind enough. If you weren't An Wang's father, I would have sent you to heaven. If the Prince is not convinced, he will avenge you, and send him to heaven. , I didn't make it in Dafu, and I can try it in the big season. "

Leng Wufeng's heart was slightly cold, and his face was as heavy as water.

The emperor Tang Haotian was extremely powerful. He had personally coached him. He is the same as the **** of heaven and the difference between clouds and mud. Now he has built a six-fold increase, and maybe he can compete with him.

The strength of Chu Li is beyond imagination. He still looked down on him, so he took the initiative to test one or two, not to mention that Chu Li's response was so intense that he would be in the forbidden palace without any fear.

Chu Liheng whispered: "Your Majesty, my patience is limited. The next time I will provoke, I blame me for going straight. I will first clean up the Leng Clan's dislike, and then talk to me!"

"Do you dare!" Leng Wufeng drank.

Chu Li chuckled: "I dare you, Your Majesty can try it."

He said that suddenly disappeared.

Leng Wufeng looked at a messy imperial garden and looked at where Chu Li disappeared. He suddenly stomped and the ground exploded. Chu Li was flattened to a previous place, and all the flowers and plants disappeared.

He gasped heavily, his face flushed drunk.

More than a dozen forbidden palace guards came in, purple shirts fluttered, and their faces were stunned.

They all knew what had just happened, but they didn't dare to come in. When God started, they appeared to be dead.

"Your Majesty ..." Everyone saluted with fists.

Leng Wufeng gritted his teeth and waved his hand, "Go out!"

"Yes." The crowd backed away, leaving the garden quietly under their feet.

Leng Wufeng walked in the dilapidated imperial garden, suddenly turned his head to look at the void.

The monk emerged slowly, and together he gave a gift: "Have your majesty be angry."

"Huh, the master has a good plan." Leng Wufeng snorted: "Withdraw when it matters."

"If the old lady did not pull away, it would really inspire the killing of the Chu donor. The two of us are afraid ..." He shook his head and said, "I never thought that the cultivation of the Chu donor had reached such a state."

He is also very knowledgeable. When he was young, he traveled around the world like a circle of law. He never encountered such a character as Chu Li. He is obviously a master of heaven and earth, but he is not afraid of gods and can kill them.

Leng Wufeng hummed: "He dare not kill!"

"Why does Your Majesty deceive herself ~ www.novelhall.com ~ The Ming Monk shook his head:" The old Majesty did not believe that His Majesty did not feel the intention of the Chu donor. "

"Huh!" Leng Wufeng shook his hand: "Is it possible, let Chu Li run rampant in this world?"

"The Chu donor's indifferent heart is indeed a blessing of life, and His Majesty does not provoke him." The Ming Monk frowned. "The old lady is worried about another person, the rival of the Chu donor, the Song leader of the Changsheng religion."

"Isn't he already beaten back?" Leng Wufeng said.

The clear monk shook his head: "What kind of character is the ancestor of the Song religion master? His majesty must know that the Song religion has mainly restored its ancestor scenery, which is a catastrophe in the world!"

"What do you want?" Leng Wufeng said.

The clear monk said: "Your Majesty still pay the Chu donor well, in case the Song leader hits our season, it is better to be strong."

"Good job with him?" Leng Wufeng frowned.

The clear monk smiled suddenly: "The Taoist ideal among them must know that the oldest one will stop talking and go first!"

He said suddenly disappeared.

Leng Wufeng is a person with a cool heart and no affection but only interests. It is the purest emperor's heart. As long as it is beneficial to the throne and Leng's mountains, he will do it even if he loses face.

He believes that Leng Wufeng will cheek away with Chu and repair the crack.

This is the blessing of the big season, and he can be considered a success.