Chapter 589： (2/2)

”His ...” The inhalation sounded.

Ten people in black turned into skulls, eight eyes shot red, and the other two were still five-story asura.

”Bang bang bang ...” The muffled sound was endless, and the style changed drastically.

These sixteen people seemed to be transformed into barbaric people. They fisted to the flesh, they just tried hard, not exquisite, but the brutal collision of power and strength.

The purple light flashed on the six monks, and the magical power of King Kong's power was working. Coupled with their secret skills, the physical body was almost not bad. Ten asuras also relied on the body of asuras to smash unbridled and brutal.

Outside of the battle, Fa Yuan looked at the 16 people in the field, secretly anxious.

The six siblings of the Demon Demon Academy were tyrannical, but the eight six-story Asuras were more powerful and could not be dealt with at all. Their level of diamond strength and magic skills were not high enough to compete with Asura's body.

After a cup of tea, the movements of the six monks at the Demon Academy slowed down, showing a defiant state.

”Brothers, let's go!” Fa Yuan said in a deep voice.

The six nodded and shook their heads. They wanted to leave but couldn't get away.

”Master Yuan, you go first, and we will come later.” A middle-aged monk in a gray robe whispered.

Fa Yuan shook his head, and he knew their intentions.

They are going to die with these ten guys, but these Ashura cannot kill ~ ~ otherwise 18 years later they will become a stronger Ashura, and even grow into a nine-story Ashura.

”Brother Faxing,” Fa Yuandao said, ”don't kill them.”

He frowned secretly, at this time the situation was extremely sinister, fearing that no one could get away in the end, and speaking, a condensed finger shot at the person opposite.

”May I help, Fa Yuan?” Chu Li suddenly appeared on the top of a tree, and looked at it with a smile, his white robe fluttering and moving with the wind.

”Chu donor!” Fa Yuan smiled.

”Remember to owe me a big favor.” Chu Li smiled.

He had long thought that Zuo Hufa, the cult of Asura, was meticulous in his actions and would never worry about defeat but victory. There must be a remedy in case of failure. Robbery is certain.

Fa Yuan laughed and said, ”I didn't expect the Chu donor to follow us all the time!”

”I'm afraid they fled!” Chu Li hummed.

The magic beads of heaven fell to his heart, and the infinite power raged in his body. He sank under the tree and shot at the foot of an Ashura.

With a flash of Jianguang, Asura suddenly bent over, fell from the tree and landed heavily, his legs had been cut off his hamstrings.

Even though he was in the form of a skeleton, his veins did not exist. The dust lightsaber reached, and his hamstrings were still severed.

Chu Li acted according to law, fell to the foot of another opponent of Fa Yuan, the sword light flickered, unavoidable, and fell down again.

Fa Yuan Changshu breathed a sigh of relief, together with a gift: ”Thank you, Chu.”

Chu Lidao said, ”Just remember to pay me back once!”

He reappeared behind an Ashura, and the sword flashed, stabbing a hand.

His body was looming, with sword lights flashing and hiding, each sword picking their wrists, cutting their tendons, ten people and twenty hands, he finished cutting in a blink of an eye.

Fa Yuan and the six monks at Jiang Mo Yuan changed their faces slightly and looked at Chu Li in surprise.

They knew Chu Li's sword skills were powerful, but they didn't know they were so amazing. (To be continued.)