Chapter 2757： pressing (1/2)

Laughing quietly: ”No need.”

She saw Song Jing being so careful and quite surprised. She thought that Song Jingxiu was acting as if the monk had only the power to fight back and had no ability to fight back.

Song Jing shook her head and Shen said: ”Smelly monk, what a sneak attack!”

Chu Li appeared next to her the next moment, and her hands lay down the magic seal again, and she pressed lightly.

”Bang!” Song Jing twisted to catch the seal.

Her Jing Haishu is not only one with the sea, but after being refined, she can also be one with the air. The power of the void is borrowed for her own use. Therefore, although Chu Li is superb and superb, she breaks the void as nothing, and when there is fluctuation, she still Can be sensed in time.

The surrounding area of ​​100 meters is the area covered by her, as if the lake meets her. As long as Chu Li steps into the surrounding area, she is slightly careful, as if jumping into the lake, she cannot escape her induction.

”Bang, bang!” Song Jing stepped back three steps again, each step blasting the air, and in the sound of the blast, the surrounding sand and rocks were flying, and the wind was howling.

Li Feiyu stood up and stood up, wiping away the dust on her face, embarrassed and angry, resentfully said, ”If you are a monk, don't blame me for being ruthless!”

He pulled his sword out of the sheath and stepped forward to Song Jing.

Song Jing waved her hands and said, ”You don't mix!”

Li Feiyu said: ”Girl Song, what time is it? I'm so out of touch. Let's join together to destroy Ding Ru, let's talk about it. It's a rare opportunity, as well as a quiet teacher, let's do it!”

”Okay!” Quietly chuckled and nodded. ”Try it, too.”

She saw that Song Jing was beaten three steps back by Chu Li's seal. She was shocked and curious. She wanted to learn about the mystery of Chu Li ’s martial arts.

Chu Lizhen appeared behind Li Feiyu, and Fu Moyin struck out.

”Ding ...” Li Feiyu's sword light stabbed as if electric, Chu Li's fingertips collided with the sword's tip, and iron stones struck.

”Om ...” Xue Liang's sword body trembled violently, and the sword light shook violently. Li Feiyu's body was soft, and she could not help but recede, and the sword was almost released.

”I'm coming!” Quietly suddenly stepped to Song Jing's side, and fluttered to meet Chu Li's Fu Moyin.

Her small hands are as crystalline as jade, long and round, and as beautiful as a jade tube.

Quietly, like avoiding the viper, he took three steps back, and ”wow” spit out a blood.

Chu Li smiled: ”Why the teacher too blended in this kind of personal grievances? It was Song Jing who was aggressive and wanted to kill me. I was just trying to protect myself. Why did the teacher have to make up the fun, and the monk was compassionate!”

Jingxianyu's face suddenly became delicate, because two blushes appeared on her cheek, but she suffered internal injuries.

”Dingru, if you have the ability to come at me, don't bully a woman!” Li Feiyu stabbed his teeth and straightened his sword.

”Ding ...” Chu Li turned his hands on a fu moyin, and the sword body immediately trembled like a snake, trying to dissolve the power of fu moyin, so Chu Li couldn't help but admire the power of Li Feiyu's sword.

Not only swordsmanship, but also mentality is extremely powerful, otherwise it will not recover so quickly. It is the spirit that is back bitten by the Xuankong Mirror mentality. He can recover so quickly, showing that the foundation is deep and should not be underestimated.

Song Jing and Jing Xian stepped to Chu Li's side, one left and one right.

Chu Li shrunk to retreat and reappeared behind Li Feiyu.

Song Jing frowned.

The Fu Mo Yin of Da Ci'en Temple cannot be easily printed. Even if the talents are vertical and horizontal, they cannot be used indiscriminately, and it costs a lot. You can see Chu Li like this, and you are not afraid of it.

Will this be Chu Li's show of strength against the enemy, foreign strength and dry work?

”Ding ...” Chu Li Fu Mo Yin hit Li Feiyu's sword.

”Om ...” the sword trembled again.

The previous tremor didn't stop, another wave trembled, the long sword turned into a spirit snake, as if to break free from his palm, Li Feiyu's face changed slightly, and he was forced to suppress power. Unfortunately, the strength of the sword body was strange and unpredictable.

”Ding ...” Chu Li had another immortal mark, extremely accurate.

”Oh!” Chang Jian finally broke free of Li Feiyu's palm.

Li Feiyu's face changed drastically, and his whole body was numb.

Chu Li followed.

”Bang!” Song Jing's delicate jade hands crossed side by side, blocking this imprint of Fu Mo.