Chapter 1973： Broken arm (1/2)

The people around Bai Lutang showed anxious expressions, staring at Chu Li with a gaze. ??

韩 This Han Zhengnai is the first master of Qiushuangtang, and is also a famous genius. He is amazing all over the world. He is proud of his martial arts, and there is no one who can stand the limelight.

Although this Chu Li is also very famous, the heaven gods in the following circles can kill Dasura, and it is a rare genius to survive the assassination of Dasura, but there is still a huge gap compared to Han Zheng. On one level, it's hard to win him.

If Han Zheng is really so easy to deal with, they have already shot, which round gets Chu Li to do it.

I saw Chu Li's expression was calm, his eyes were cold, and the giggling people slowly converged, feeling a little boring, and he returned to normal.

Han Zheng shook his head and said, ”Hello, Chu Li, this is not your nether world!”

Chu Chu left: ”If you are in the Nether, you are not qualified to speak to me!”

”Hey, so powerful, why don't you stay in the Nether?” Han Zheng sneered.

He hated the gods of the Nether, because his parents were killed by the gods who came up from the Nether. So when he saw the Gods of the Nether, he wanted to kill them directly. He could not wait to kill all the Gods from the Nether.

Chu Chuli said indifferently: ”I am for Ashura.”

”Hum, it's nice to say, it's not about the prosperity and beauty of our sky!” Han Zheng sneered.

Chu Chu departed: ”Even if it is, what's going to stop you? I bother you to come in at this time and shame our Bai Lutang on the spot. If I spare you today, anyone can come to my Bai Lutang to make trouble!”

”Stop talking nonsense, do it!” Han Zheng gritted his teeth.

He can't wait to shoot Chu Li with a single palm.

Chu Chuli stretched out his hand: ”Come on.”

His expression was calm and calm, as if Master had instructed his apprentice.

Han Zheng snorted, stepped forward to Chu Li, and photographed with a flutter.

Xi Chu left her hand and pressed the sword to come out of the sheath. For hundreds of years, Shou Yuan had poured into Qi Tianjian, turning into a erratic and slow sword light, and slowly chopping down on Han Zheng's neck, which had been locked up and had a slow and difficult movement.

Qi Song Chengzhi raised his hand and drank, but saw that the sword crossed his neck and swept across Han Zheng's right arm.

”嗤!” Han Zheng's right arm fell to the ground, and blood spewed from his shoulders.

Han Zheng took a step back, his right arm was stricken, his eyes were glaring like a torch and staring at Chu Li.

Xu Chu left the sword and returned to her sheath and looked at him calmly.

Han Zheng's blood on his right shoulder stopped quickly. He swayed his left hand, blocked Lingdan sent by his companions, and stared at Chu Li, his voice was hoarse: ”What is your sword?”

”弑 天剑.” Chu Li calmly said: ”It is said that Wan Jiancheng was originally a peerless school.”

好 ”Okay! Okay!” Han Zheng said slowly, gritting his teeth, ”Today, Han admits to planting, and will come to ask for advice later!”

Chu Chuli smiled slightly: ”Why insult yourself.”

Han Zheng sneered: ”I will catch up with you!”

”Come on now.” Chu Li said: ”It may not be an arm next time!”

Han Zheng gritted his teeth, twitched his left arm, took the broken arm into his hand, turned and walked away.

When he faced 弑 天剑 before, he thought that he would cut his neck. However, he did not expect that 弑 天剑 bypassed the neck and then reached the shoulder. Obviously, Chu Li sympathized with his hands and failed to really kill.

Even if he was angry and dumb, he could not bear the bad words.