Chapter 1140： Plead guilty (1/2)

Chu Li turned one after another, turning Zhao Chun into a blood gourd, blood dripping, unbearable. Δ

Chu Li stood on the steps with a negative hand and looked at him coldly.

There was silence on the training ground, and everyone looked at Zhao Chun quietly, his eyes indifferent.

Zhao Chun savagely killed two disciples of the big wind rudder, and established a strong prestige. The people did not dare to violate, but they only had resentment and fear, and no respect for him.

At this moment, Chu Li saw him clean up with a knife, and felt happy and applauded.

The three men Kou Qiong stomped their faces secretly.

They knew the rules of the Holy Religion, and they could not be separated from their disciples, or they would be severely punished.

The son has already been heavily punished. He was assigned here. Instead of introspecting corrections, the son has done such a thing. Do n’t think about it and know that waiting for the son must be a heavier punishment. It's really wrong.

Chu Li looked at Zhao Chun lightly, Shen said, ”Even if the disciples of Dafeng Rudder are going to kill, they won't be able to do it yourself. Those who dare to kill me are so big courage! ... I read that you are at the same door of Guangmingfeng In your face, spare you a fate and get me out of Windy City immediately, otherwise I'll see you once and clean up! ”

Zhao Chun's face was scratched with bloodstains, horrible, staring at Chu Li, his eyes glowing like a torch, and resentment like fire.

Chu Li faintly said: ”Go!”

”Zhao Dahe, I'm the helm of the big wind rudder. This is an order from the maiden, do you dare to violate the maiden's order?” Zhao Chun said with gritted teeth.

Chu Li smiled: ”The maiden was because I wasn't there, so I brought you. Now that I appear, it's time for you to get rid of it. I want to tell the maiden that although the disciples of the wind rudder are not disciples of the religion, It's a peripheral, you commit suicide, you have a great sin! ”

”They have a way to take death, there is more to die than death!” Zhao Chun said coldly.

Chu Li shook his head and said: ”No matter how serious the sin is, if it is not to sell the country through the enemy, not apostasy, and the crime will not be fatal, you are purely killing yourself for your own power, ... OK, young man, remember my words, See you once in Dafengcheng, get off! ”

”You ...” Zhao Chun glared at him.

His only weapon now is righteousness. He is the rudder master of the wind rudder appointed by the sage himself. As long as he has this appointment, Zhao Dahe will not dare to take himself, only his flesh and blood.

Chu Li turned his head and glanced at the people in the training ground, and hummed, ”What are you looking at? Don't hurry up. He will tell you later, do you listen or not?”

As soon as everyone heard it, they turned around and left.

They understood the meaning of Chu Li. If Zhao Chun ordered the siege of Zhao Dahe in the name of the master of the helm, if they did not act, it would be disobedience and they did not dare to do so. It was better to slip away.

In a blink of an eye, the crowd disappeared without a trace, but they hid to the side and watched the excitement in the dark.

Chu Li looked at Zhao Chun and waved his hand: ”Now you can roll!”

He was talking, and two more swords shot.

Zhao Chun was weak-blooded and unable to move. He tried to hide but couldn't avoid it. Two more wounds were added to his body.

Chu Li hummed, and made four more swords, and Zhao Chun added four more wounds.

Seeing that the situation is not good, Zhao Chun will continue to suffer great vitality if he does not die, and it is difficult to recover.

Chu Li hummed behind him: ”Are you thinking about how to go to Da Guangming Peak to sue me?”

Zhao Chun took a footstep and was busy running outside.

Chu Li shook his head and watched him disappear.

Zhao Chun's face was ruined. Even if he had a potion to repair it, he should not try to restore it.

His blade strength contains a trace of the internal force of the Tibetan Scriptures, and he will always maintain the existence of the wound. Unless a person who has martial arts far better than himself, or the practitioner of the Tibetan Scriptures, can wipe away the strength of the wound.

The three Kou Chong flew over and looked at him helplessly.