Chapter 2500： coma (1/2)

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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.