Chapter 2017： Give in (1/2)

Deng Tianlun seemed to have lost his courage. He came behind Jing Santan, pressed his palm on his back, and helped him to heal his wounds. He suddenly stepped back by two steps with a loud bang, and his palms were opened.

His face changed so much that he knew what Jing Santan was doing and why he was so hurt.

He took a deep breath and stepped forward again, slowly put on the right palm in dissatisfaction, the white light around him flickered, and he was already doing his best.

”Bang!” In another muffled sound, he took another two steps backwards, his palms were numb, and his body was numb for a while, then he eased over a moment.

He was startled at the weirdness of this palm, knowing he couldn't help.

”Yeah!” Jing San sighed and vomited two blood, the ice in front of him was already a large pool of blood, shocking.

Deng Tianlun stared at Jing Sanshang, watching his face steadily decline, his breath weakening at a rate visible to the naked eye, knowing that he couldn't wait any longer.

”Chu Li!” Deng Tianlun sang in a deep voice.

Sun Mingyue and Xue Luoyu opened their bright eyes, two pairs of bright eyes looked at him, and Zheng Yueming's sarcastic smile appeared in front of him. He could not wait to slap Zheng Yueming to death with a single palm.

Although his face was hot, Deng Tianlun still endured humiliation and said: ”On the sword will not be fatal!”

Chu Li glanced at him and continued to look at the cliff: ”Can't die.”

”What the **** do you want to do?” Deng Tianlun said in a deep voice.

Chu Li smiled, shook his head and continued to look at the cliff.

Deng Tianlun gritted his teeth and said, ”Well, let's lose!”

”Brother Deng!” Jing Santan gnashed his teeth and slowly said, ”Don't come here, we only have heads dead in Sanyang Palace, no heads alive!”

Deng Tianlun blushed and shouted unwillingly: ”Brother Jing--!”

Jing San sighed, ”I can't die!”

Deng Tianlun turned his head and stared at Chu Li, slowly, ”How do you want to shoot?”

Chu Li smiled and said, ”Just give in.”

He waved his sleeve gently, and his invisible palm strength reached Jing Santan's body.

Jing Santan only felt light all over his body. The original weird changes, the yin and yang turning, and the unpredictable palm power disappeared as if never before. The previous scene seemed to be his own illusion!

He stared at Chu Li in disbelief.

Chu Lidao said: ”It's just you guys who have nothing to do with Asura. Let's practice it honestly!”

”Given today, Yongzhi is unforgettable!” Jing San sighed and said slowly.

Chu Li smiled and shook her head, and continued to look up to forget the love story.

”Brother.” Deng Tianlun handed the porcelain bottle.

Jing San sighed, shook his head, took out a jade bottle from his arms, poured out the red crimson pill inside the mouth, and the hot breath immediately flowed around. He blinked around the internal organs in a blink of an eye, and the injury suddenly lightened.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and finally came alive.

Chu Li said that he would not die, but he knew that he would really end it, and his martial arts would be abolished, even hurting the roots. At that time, it would be difficult for him to re-train himself and reach the current state.

This kind of thought makes me feel a little palpitated, this Chu Li is really wicked!

”Let's go!” Jing San sighed and said lightly.

”Brother?” Deng Tianlun was surprised.

Jing San sighed at Chu Li, humming, ”Do you want to stay away from the insult?”

Deng Tianlun said helplessly: ”Always look at the other masters.”