Chapter 2785： Get out (1/2)

”Oh!” Chu Li was unable to escape after all, and his body suddenly froze and was penetrated by a sword.

The old man in the green robe pulled out his sword, and another sword stabbed Song Jing in his heart.

Song Jing seemed to be seriously injured and unable to move. She could only escape by relying on Chu Li. After Chu Li fell, she had no resistance and was stabbed in the center by a sword, unable to evade.

Song Jing covered her heart and stared at him unwillingly.

The old man sneered and said proudly: ”You are proud to die under this sword!”

There was bleeding from Chu Li's mouth, and his breath became weaker and weaker: ”What is this ... what sword?”

”This is the sword that the monarch admired!” The old man in the green robe said, ”Although it is not a sword, but the sword contains the will of the monarch, and how powerful you are, you have learned it!”

He spoke, carefully turning his sword into his sheath.

Chu Li frowned and shook his head: ”Impossible!”

”What's impossible?” Another old man in green robes looked very clean, and seemed to have a strong book volume. There was a sense of righteousness between the eyebrows. No matter how it looked, it was impossible for him to be a demon.

He shook his head and sighed: ”You are also pitiful, being questioned by the suzerain himself, the suzerain is beyond your imagination. If you are right with our bloodyang sect, you are looking for your own way!”

Chu Lidao said, ”What martial arts is this?”

”Nature is the blood-yang magic!” Qing Qing's elder man said in a negative hand: ”Blood-yang magic is the supreme magic. After training to the top, there is infinite power. Your martial arts at Daci'en Temple is far from the opponent!”

Chu Liheng hummed: ”It's so powerful, we won't be almost wiped out!”

”That was the disciples' disdain, and they failed to practice the blood-yang gods to a high level.” The old man of the Qing Dynasty smiled and said, ”By virtue of your martial arts, you can still be regarded as a top master in Daci'en Temple?” A sword! ”

Chu Li's face was gloomy.

Another old man frowned: ”Not dead yet?”

Theoretically, the sword in the hearts of the two guys should be dead, how can you say so much!

He slowly pulled out the long sword, ready to give them two more swords.

Chu Li stared at the unusually long sword, and hummed, ”It's just a sword. If there weren't nine yang beads, drive away the surrounding aura, how could we hurt us!”

The old man of the Qing Dynasty said, ”We did look down upon you. You are not only good at repairing, you are also good at protecting your treasures, so we have broken both of them, but you still can't defeat the sabre of the suzerain!”

Chu Lidao said: ”Apart from Jiuyangzhu, what else do you have that will blow up at every turn? Every Jiuyangzhu is the essence of a martial arts master, and you should die for it!”

Just like the magic relic, the refining of Jiuyangzhu is also extremely cruel and vicious, with resentment.

”It is our ability to make Jiuyang beads.” The old man with a smile smiled, ”The two Jiuyang beads you have made will definitely be stronger. Do n’t worry, I will greet you Da Ci'en Temple!”

Chu Li sneered, and suddenly launched the bound God disk.

The two of them were totally unprepared.

Without the help of spiritual energy, the Binding God Disk can never be motivated. This treasure must be extremely internally consuming. This is basic common sense and will not be broken.

”Ding……”

The long sword that had not yet sheathed suddenly cleared.

The old man with a sword suddenly lightened his body, and then sneered again and waved his sword.

”Oh!” White light flashed.

The long sword red light suddenly skyrocketed and collided with white light.

The old man with the sword flew out immediately.

”Bang bang bang ...” Several white lights caught up with him, and the red light on the sword rose again.

”Bang!” The sword's body suddenly exploded into powder, then the red light skyrocketed, condensing into a round of red sun in the air, and then the red sun swallowed him, and then the light suddenly disappeared, and he disappeared with red sun.

Chu Li pulled Song Jing, passed the rigid old man who was still in the air, and disappeared.