1147 Chapter 1147 Torture

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"It turned out to be you." Zhao Chun was handsome, sitting in the grand teacher's chair, gentle and elegant, but his eyes were as cold as ice, and said indifferently: "You hate me for taking your seat?"

Chu Li said in a deep voice: "You didn't take my rudder master, but the saint, but you shouldn't kill my people. As a rudder master, you can't protect the brothers in the rudder, but kill brothers, and treat human life like nothing. You are not worthy to be the helmsman."

His voice was steady and clear, propelled by his internal force, slowly spread out, and fell into the ears of everyone on the training ground.

Everyone knew it was his voice as soon as they heard it.

"Hehe, it's not up to you to say whether I deserve it or not." Zhao Chun smiled lightly, shook his head and said, "You came here to avenge them?"

Chu Li said: "I want to avenge them!"

"Very good!" Zhao Chun said indifferently: "I've heard your name for a long time. You are a genius among geniuses. It's a pity that you have only practiced for two years, and you are still far behind. I'd better retire while I'm in a good mood."

Chu Li frowned and looked at him, then shook his head and said, "You are not very capable, but your tone is not small!"

"Huh—?" Zhao Chun frowned and stared at him coldly: "You mean I'm not very good at it?"

"Do you think you are a master?" Chu Li let out a chuckle, shook his head and said, "Sitting in a well and looking at the sky, I really don't know the heights of the sky and the earth!"

"It seems that people can't be too kind." Zhao Chun said coldly: "It's not important to talk about women's benevolence, so I will let you know what a master is!"

He shot at Chu Li from the grand teacher's chair, like an arrow off the string, it came in an instant, and the punch had already been punched.

Chu Li punched flat.

"Bang!" Zhao Chun came and went quickly, shooting back like an arrow leaving the string.

Chu Li shook his head.

Zhao Chun sat firmly in the grand master's chair, looking at Chu Li with a hesitant expression.

Although he didn't try his best in this blow, he still showed seven or eight points of his ability, and he was hit back by Chu Li. You really can't underestimate this ugly guy!

Chu Li sneered, "That's all you have."

"Come again!" Zhao Chun jumped up again, and jumped in front of Chu Li, his fist smashed down like an iron hammer.

Chu Li greeted him with a fist.

Zhao Chun was ready to move forward, ready to block Chu Li's counterattack.

But he didn't expect Chu Li's punch to be empty and powerless, he couldn't control his forward momentum any longer, and he was about to use his strength to stop his body when Chu Li's punch suddenly rushed out and hit him.

His own strength plus Chu Li's strength, the combined force of the two knocked him out of the hall, onto the steps below, and landed steadily, without showing any signs of distress.

Chu Li stepped out of the threshold, stood on the steps, stood with his hands behind his back and sneered, "The person who dares to kill me with this ability?!"

Zhao Chun let out an angry snort and shot again.

Chu Li held one hand behind his back, and punched lightly with the other.

"Bang!" Zhao Chun flew more than ten feet away like a kite with a broken string, and landed heavily on the ground.

This time Zhao Chun slid more than ten meters after landing.

Chu Li's punch was strange and seemed to have dissipated, but suddenly appeared after Zhao Chun fell to the ground, and pushed him back again, looking very embarrassed.

Zhao Chun stood up, his handsome face was distorted, ferocious and terrifying, his eyes were cold and stared at Chu Li without emotion, as if he regarded Chu Li as a dead person, and rushed towards him again.

Chu Li shook his head and said, "You are too weak!"

After he punched out, Zhao Chun turned somersault again, flew upside down more than ten feet away, then landed and slid straight out for more than ten meters, stopping at exactly the same place where he stopped last time, generally identical, showing Out of Chu Li's precise control of internal force.

People on the martial arts training ground not far away have stopped and looked over here.

Seeing that Chu Li had the upper hand and Zhao Chun was in a panic, they were all a little happy, and they wanted to cheer, but they restrained themselves so that Zhao Chun would not settle accounts afterwards.

Chu Li stood on the steps with his hands behind his back, shook his head and said, "If you don't know what to do, do it again, don't blame me for being cruel!"

"Death—?!" Zhao Chun roared, and shot again, suddenly shooting a knife in the air.

"Hey!" The flying knife was as fast as lightning, and it arrived in front of Chu Li in an instant.

Chu Li shook his head and said, "It's ridiculous!"

While shaking his head and talking, he shook his hands, and a cold light shot towards Zhao Chun from between his fingers.

Zhao Chun had already moved aside to avoid the knife.

Of course he knew that Zhao Dahe's Bright Saber played by Chu Li was very deep, but he did the opposite, and cast the Bright Saber in front of him, which might have a miraculous effect and killed Chu Li unexpectedly.

But he didn't want to, Chu Li had already seen through his thoughts, and the sword flashed.

Just as Zhao Chun breathed a sigh of relief, he found that there was a cold light on his chest, and he hurriedly fell back, but he didn't have time.

"Chi!" The flying knife pressed against his chest and throat, and finally cut open the shirt on his chest until it cut his cheek, and blood flowed out immediately.

Chu Li lit up the flying knife in his hand, and it shone coldly in the sun, and said coldly: "If it weren't for the canon, I would kill you today!"

Zhao Chun stood up, wiped the blood off his face, and stared at him bitterly.

He was shocked in his heart.

Zhao Dahe's Bright Saber is unique, but he still underestimated him!

Chu Li said in a deep voice: "You should abolish your martial arts, lest I do it!"

"Impossible!" Zhao Chun sneered and said, "You have the courage to destroy my martial arts!"

Chu Li looked at him, and said lightly, "It's a bit tough."

He flicked his hand and shot.

Zhao Chun involuntarily dodged, and another knife hit his shoulder silently.

Zhao Chun snorted, covered his right shoulder and glared at him angrily.

Chu Li said: "It depends on how long you can hold on!"

He said, shaking his hand and stabbing again.

Zhao Chun dodged the first knife but couldn't avoid the second knife, and was stabbed again on his left shoulder.

Chu Li stabbed again and again, and later it was just an air knife instead of a real knife. Zhao Chun's body was dripping with blood one after another, like a death sentence.

Chu Li shot one knife after another with a blank face, as if there would never be an end, which made people despair.

After Zhao Chun arrived, he didn't even dodge any more.

He knew that Chu Li had at most abolished his martial arts, and he didn't dare to kill himself, otherwise he would also be abolished.

Chu Li said indifferently: "Before you came, you asked me to kill a altar master, right?"

"Hmph." Zhao Chun snorted.

Of course he knew about Chu Li's killing of the altar master, but he thought it was because of a woman, so he went crazy and killed him, and after receiving such a heavy punishment, he was afraid that he would never dare to kill his fellow disciples again, and what's more, he killed only his subordinates , not a woman, should not arouse Chu Li's killing intent.

Chu Li said: "I will not kill you."

"I'm sorry you dare not!" Zhao Chun sneered.

If Zhao Dahe kills himself again, he will definitely die. Even if the canon cannot be punished, the senior officials of the Guangming Sacred Church will not allow such a disciple to exist.

Chu Li said lightly: "Death crimes can be forgiven, but living crimes cannot be forgiven. I will cut you into ugly monsters one by one. No one dares to look at you!"

"How dare you!" Zhao Chun snorted angrily.

Chu Li said: "Do you think I dare? Look at the knife!"

He flashed the knife, Zhao Chun didn't even have time to react, he was stabbed again in the face, the flying knife, as thin as a cicada's wing, passed by the skin, leaving a shallow wound, blood oozing out.