Chapter 1963: Shot

Name:White-Robed Chief Author:Xiao Shu
"唉 ..., who doesn't want to do this, but unfortunately these guys are scattered on every level, there are not many nine levels, most of them are in the next three levels, who has the patience to find these guys."

"If I became the suzerain, I must send away all the ascended guys in the suze, and treat us here as a place, anyone can come in, really abominable!"

"Haha, you want to be the suzerain, wait another hundred years. Your family is still alive and well, and it is not your turn."

"There is no rush, there is always a chance." A clear voice laughed: "Anyway, time is long, by then, maybe the lower bound has been occupied by Ashura."

"This kind of broken place is better for Asura to occupy it."

"Ah!" A sudden scream came.

The four young men who were talking were screaming, and the palms of chopsticks that suddenly appeared stuck in the table.

This restaurant is very elegant, the tables and chairs are made of valuable iron and wood, hard and thick, even if the sword is cut, there will be no traces.

So half a chopstick stuck into the table, with a palm, blood oozing out, and the screams of four young people.

The two tables next to Xun "teng" stood up eight middle-aged people, busy holding up to surround the four young people, blocking them in the circle, staring at him with all eyes, sweeping like cold electricity.

"Ah!" A young man screamed.

He was trying to pull half of the chopsticks, and when he moved, he screamed even more as if to be punished by thousands of knives. The three young people next heard his face change, and looked in horror at the half of the chopsticks in his palm Do not dare to move.

"Where is the sacred, report to the name!" A middle-aged man shouted coldly: "Here is the master of the city of Shaocheng!"

Another middle-aged man yells, "Liuhua Xiaozhu is here!"

Another middle-aged man said, "Forget the bliss of Shaoya Ya!"

老 An old man slowly hummed and hummed, "The Lord of the Yellow Leaf Valley is here!"

The voices of the twenty-four people echoed in the restaurant, making the entire restaurant suddenly quiet, the noise disappeared, and the needle was quietly heard.

Chu Chuli slowly put the thick book back into her arms, poured a glass of wine, took a sip, and looked around.

Seeing the reactions of the people around him, he knew that the four cases were not small martial arts. Otherwise, there was not a pint of heaven in this restaurant, and he would not react like this. He saw a few pint of heaven in the restaurant converge, and said nothing. Hair, obviously depends on the excitement.

"Ah!" The former youth screamed again.

He only felt that a strange inner force suddenly appeared from those half of chopsticks. His whole body was painful and painful, otherwise his dignified Lord of Swordsman City would not be so shameless.

"Lord of the city, come on!" A middle-aged man said in a deep voice.

The young man was busy, "Hurry up!"

The middle-aged man's body is thin, his eyes are like electricity, like a cheetah, his body is full of explosive power, and he has reached a first-class level.

"Yes!" He responded, concentrating his inner force on his right hand, and slowly stretched out towards half of the chopsticks. As soon as he touched the chopsticks, he suddenly slammed. He seemed to be hit by a high-speed running horse and flew straight down. Go out.

"Bang!" He bumped into Zhu Zhu of the restaurant and stuck it on Zhu Zhu motionlessly.

The dust fell from the roof beam, and the middle-aged man's eyes widened, and his expression was ashamed, as if struggling with invisible power, the blue veins on his neck were puffed up, and even the temples were bulging.

He was so unlucky that he couldn't move, anger and unwillingness.

"Ah!" Guo Yang, the master of the city of Wanjian City, once again issued a terrifying scream.

Everyone shuddered. This was how much suffering could be called. They heard people's hair rising and their bodies cold.

"Ah!" Guo Yang screamed again, "Hurry up!"

Another two middle-aged men stretched their palms and pressed the chopsticks towards that half.

"Bang! Bang!" They flew straight out and followed in the footsteps of the previous middle-aged, hanging on Zhu Zhu could not move, it was useless to struggle.

"Ah!" Guo Yang screamed again.

For a while, he was sweating and his face turned pale.

He hasn't suffered so much pain and torture since he was a child, he has no desire to live, and he has thought of killing himself with a sword.

The other three youths did not dare to mess up when they saw this.

"He Fang Gao Ren came here, and forgive me if there is any offense!" A middle-aged man clenched his fist and said, "The young man is not sensible, and he also hopes that his predecessors will see Wanjian City, Liuhua Xiaozhu, Wangqing Cliff, and Yellow Leaf Valley Rao several young masters on his face. "

Guo Yang's four youths showed an angry look, but immediately raised their heads, lowering their eyes and pleasing to their eyes, as if they really admit their mistakes.

Chu Chuli shook her head.

It's really not easy for these guys to serve in a timely manner. Obviously, these four cases are not only small forces, but also a large force at the level of nine days. They can plead for mercy in a low voice, which is too shameful and wronged.

This matter is easy to say, but it is against nature and too difficult to do.

The surrounding area was quiet and no one responded. The four of Guo Yang were still suffering severe pain, and their faces became more ugly.

老 An old man in gray clothes suddenly leapt to the beam of the room, glanced down at the crowd, then fell down and pointed at Chu Li.

It is clear at a glance whether chopsticks are on the table. Only Chu Li has ten hands and his tables are empty.

Another eight middle-aged men fluttered in shape and surrounded Chu Li instantly, staring at him hard.

Xi Chuli put down the jug, glanced at the crowd, and said frankly, "These four guys have no morals, so they will be punished slightly."

"Who is your Excellency?" The old man leaped.

Chu Chu Li said: "Chu Li."

"Which door is it?" The old man in gray clothing frowned ~ www.novelhall.com ~.

"The people in the Nether." Chu Li glanced at the four painful youths and shook his head. "The people in the Nether should die, they should be killed by Asura. Everyone in the Nether who rises to the heavens should be killed. This is what the four sons said? "

"Let's just laugh and laugh." Guo Yang gritted his teeth and said, "Why do you take it seriously?"

"I listened to the noise, so let you shut up." Chu Li waved his hand and said, "Hurry up, don't disturb my interest in drinking."

"Are you the Chuli who killed Asura?" The old man in gray clothes said in a deep voice.

Chu Chuli nodded.

The old man in the gray clothing said: "It is not a skill to kill Big Ashura. It is not invincible, and you are not afraid to provoke it."

Chu Chuli laughed: "So, you four of these four cases, I can't help it?"

"Yes!" The old man in the gray dress said in a deep voice: "You should not offend this time. If we open the net, you can still survive, otherwise, you are a superb heavenly man and can't escape hunting!"

Chu Chuli laughed and said, "I'll try it."

The flash of the old man in gray clothes appeared next to the four young people, and then patted it on the table.

"Bang!" In the muffled sound, the table that was over the iron suddenly became soft, and then scattered like sand.

"Ah!" The four screams sounded almost simultaneously, deafening.

The gray-clad old man's face changed slightly, and his erratic body flickered. He hit the acupuncture points of the four people, making them unable to move, and then clicked their right arm, pointing for several times, blocking all the acupuncture points on the right arm, stretching Palm to pull half chopsticks. rw