Chapter 2500： coma

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"Xin Xing observance!" The crowd was saluting with fists, looking respectful.

Tianyang Shinto not only has a messenger, but the top master is enshrinement. It has a transcendent status. Although it does not involve any rights, it focuses on solving problems that Tianyang Shinto disciples cannot solve.

These offerings have a great temper and teach people at every turn, but the disciples of Tianyang have always respected the strong and have been tamed by being beaten and scolded, so they are extremely respectful of these offerings, so as not to cause trouble.

What's more, they are respectful in their hearts, so they are respectful.

"Okay." Xing Wuxing waved his hand, still staring at Chu Li's direction, said lightly: "Why didn't you catch up?"

Xun Zhitian whispered: "I haven't let chase after the oblation."

"Uh-?" Xing Wuxing frowned at him, and said lightly, "Why?"

Xun Zhitian shook his head and smiled bitterly: "He is still dead after catching up. He is seriously injured now and he has no sword. We can't stop it. We might as well wait for the punishment to come to you to clean up him!"

"Without a sword ..." Xing Wuxing stepped to his side, stretched out his hand and lightly pressed his forehead, and pressed his thumb on his forehead accurately.

He was unable to resist under the injury, and did not even react. He had been pressed in the forehead, and suddenly a cool breath penetrated into the forehead and flowed into his head. The original pain was cracked and relieved, and then the clear stream was slowly and slowly released. Relieve the pain, and finally recovered to the usual Qingming.

In fact, Xun Zhitian has been unconvinced by this devotion. Although they are strong in martial arts, they are taking advantage of their age. If they reach their age, they will definitely be better than them.

There is confidence in the heart, so there is always a little pride and self-confidence in acting, but this time after feeling Qing Qingliu, he knew at a glance that he was not a little bit worse than this dedication.

To heal the injuries without the sword, you must practice the essence of mystery. The essence of mysticism can not be achieved by the accumulation of age. It requires sufficient talents. It is useless to work hard without talents. It is similar to the way of formation .

Xing Wuxing stepped to Xun Zhihua's side and gave him a forehead with a pointer.

Xun Zhihua was more seriously injured. Now she was almost unconscious. After receiving this finger, she suddenly sobered up, her eyes widened, her grateful expression, and her fists saluting.

Xing Wuxing said lightly: "Okay, hurry up and heal."

Xun Zhihua nodded, closed his eyes and performed the exercises.

Xun Zhitian was already so energetic that he slowed down and sighed, "Pay torture, be careful."

Xing Wuxing said indifferently, "I'm trying to teach you the swordless classics!"

He said that the flash disappeared before the crowd, and the next moment had arrived in front of Chu Li.

Chu is physically shaped like an electric power, and is getting farther and farther away from the people behind him, but he has no sense of excitement. The constant weakness of his body also affects his soul, which is an irreversible weakness.

He has tried many mysteries, no matter whether it is the Great Sun Ri Sutra, or the Withering Sutra, and the Scripture Wheel of Scripture, there is no way to stop this debilitating, strangely formed body of soul lotus.

It works better than the original body, but it is extremely difficult to recover once it is injured, and the absorption of reiki is extremely slow and slow, and it feels that although it can simulate the flesh body, it is not the real flesh body.

Desperate in his heart, but still constantly exerting the Kwak Wing Sutra condensed spirit into inner force, dozens of invisible swords were condensed above the void, ready to be used to deal with chasing, Tianyang theology will never let himself go.

At the first appearance of Xing Wuxing, all the swords of forgetfulness swarmed over.

Chu Li is most keen on the void and can control the void. As soon as Xing Wuxing approaches him, he can sense it. He uses sky magic to control the air to prevent Xing Wuxing from appearing, but Xing Wuxing doesn't notice it.

"Bang bang bang ..." The sky's sword qi hit Xing Wuxing's body suffocating, and the muffled sound was like a stone thrown into a deep well.

Chu Li's eyes flashed blue.

"Bang bang ..." A few of the Taoist gods thunder sword also ran into it.

Xing Wuxing's whole body is bright and bright, like a round of sun, bright and dazzling, people dare not look directly.

When Chu Li Dayuan Mirror observes, he can see his situation, and he can't help but sink. This guy's cultivation is deeper than Song Wuji's, and even more terrible is he also has treasures, and it seems to practice the mystery.

"Hehe ..." Xing Wuxing suddenly laughed.

Chu Li's sword kept on falling, and fell on Xing Wuxing like rain hitting a banana.

Xing Wuxing's anger was endless, letting Jian Qi fall, and he laughed and looked at Chu Li: "This is the classic without sword? There is indeed a certain skill, but you ca n’t get home!"

He was secretly stunned under his heart. He did not expect that this swordless sutra was so arrogant and almost injured, but it looks like Chu Li is crumbling.

As long as his self-confidence is dispelled, the tone will be over and it will soon fall.

Chu Li smiled, and Zhan Languanghua flashed again.

The power of his soul is affected by this body, such as the cliff-like weakness, which is less than one tenth of the heyday. The power of the God of Thunder and Thunder Sword is really great, but even if the power is great, it is not ordinary masters can withstand.

This guy can stop it, relying on the protection of treasures, which is helplessness to the previous case. If there is a deep foundation, there are too many treasures, and he can always find his own treasures, which may be the key to life and death.

"Bang bang bang ..." The continuous muffled sound shocked people, and it spread far away. People in the distance did not dare to approach. They were not afraid of masters, but they were afraid of having no sword.

Xing Wuxing sighed, "It's my turn!"

He shot it with one palm.

Chu Li only felt that the surroundings became sticky, and the void seemed to be condensing. He was under pressure from all directions to squeeze himself into a meat pie.

Sky demon Yukong started, but it was of no use. The aura was still useless. This kind of power is extremely strange. It is a force that Chu Li has never seen before.

If in the past, he moved directly and left, but at this time he did not dare to move. Once moved, the body would collapse, and the aura condensed by the Kuan Sui Jing would not reach the level of protection, and the body would collapse directly in the process of moving in the void. .

The strange power was getting stronger and stronger, he felt more and more difficult to breathe, and his eyes became dark for a while, so he became more and more violent with the sword of exorcism and the sword of the **** of thunder, but unfortunately still could not break the armor of Wuxing.

"Bang!" Chu Li suddenly disappeared.

Xing Wuxing is busy tracking down ~ www.novelhall.com ~ His own power, Chiao, is not so easy to get rid of. Once he meets the other person, he is like a bone-bound man, and he will not be extinct. give up.

And he can find Chu Li just by the breath of his palm power.

However, as soon as Ningshen sensed it, he found that he was empty and could not feel his own palm power. It was really strange that Chu Li could not be destroyed. Chu Li was now dying, and he could not wipe out his palm power at all.

Is it Chuli?

But even if Chu Li is destroyed, it should not be felt at all.

He shook his head, but there was nothing he could do.

Chu Li flashed aura of light, using his tightly restrained strength to hold his breath for protection, Yu vanished the void at a glance, moved out of a hundred miles, and suddenly appeared, the body was already close to the edge of collapse.

He was dark for a while, trying to stay awake until he saw a kind-hearted old man appear, before passing out.

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