Chapter 1371 Killing Streak (Second Update)

After a while, the person who had gone to report came down, clasped his fists and saluted, "Director Chu, please go up the mountain."

Chu Li cupped his fists and said, "Thank you."

Another young man in purple shirt opened his eyes and clasped his fists, then closed his eyes and stopped talking.

The two young men in purple shirts were well-mannered and did not lose their manners, but Chu Li could see that they didn't value them but looked down on them. It is impossible for Jian Yuezong to get out alive.

Chu Li frowned, it seemed that this Jianyuezong was really domineering.

He has seen several sects of Dafu Ba Dazong, most of them are self-centered, domineering and tyrannical, there are very few sects like Pixel Palace, and they all have a kind of pride in their bones, and they don't look at others.

Seeing that Chu Li was standing still, the young man in purple shirt said, "Mr. Chu will go up the mountain along this road, and there will be someone to entertain him."

"Thank you." Chu Li cupped his fists and walked up the stone steps slowly.

The stone steps lead all the way to the mountain and there is no end in sight. Each stone step is made of bluestone. After years of vicissitudes and polishing, the sides are covered with moss, and the front is polished so that it can be seen.

Seeing Chu Li's figure gradually go away, the young man in purple shirt who had kept his eyes closed opened them and shook his head: "Another one sent to die."

"No way, who made him the enemy of Junior Brother Cao."

"Pity."

"It's no pity, there are fewer people like this who died on the mountain these years!"

"It's a pity he wasn't born in Dafu."

"He was probably a disciple of our Jianyue Sect when he was born in Dafu. It is really rare to have such a cultivation level in a mountainous place like Daji. His life is not good, there is nothing he can do about it."

"Who is responsible for killing him?" asked the purple-shirted youth with his eyes closed.

"Senior Brother Nian." Another purple-shirted youth said: "Brother Nian makes a move, he is sure, no matter how powerful he is."

"Actually, it's safer to let senior brother Wen take action. I don't think this guy is a good one."

"Brother Wen is currently in retreat. The last time I met a guy from the Guangming Sect, I was stimulated."

"Bright Sacred Cult... I heard that there is a powerful guy named Zhao Dahe who is very close to Guanxing Pavilion. I really don't know what Guanxing Pavilion is doing!"

"They have always acted unexpectedly, but they are indeed special characters who can force Senior Brother Wen to retreat."

"Brother Wen, if you make a move, there is nothing wrong with it."

"I think Brother Nian is enough!"

Although Chu Li walked far away, he could see it clearly from their minds, shaking his head, it seemed that he really didn't want to make a living for himself, so that's good, he let go of his hands and feet and broke into Jianyuezong and killed a lot.

After he walked more than a thousand steps, a small pavilion appeared next to it, with cornices and corners, antique.

There was a stone table in the pavilion, and sitting beside him was a handsome young man with a fluttering purple shirt, which made his face look like a crown jade, with red lips and white teeth, and eyes like cold stars. He was sipping tea and looking at him with a smile.

Chu Li came to the small pavilion and sat opposite the stone table.

The handsome young man smiled and said, "In Nianfeng, the disciple of Jianyue Sect, brother is Chu Li, right?"

"It's Chu." Chu Li nodded and said, "He came to kill me?"

"Exactly." Nian Feng nodded lightly: "The master has orders to obey, and I hope Brother Chu will not blame me."

"Hehe..." Chu Li laughed: "This sentence is also what I want to say. If you want to kill me, then I should kill you."

"What a big tone, I like it!" Nian Feng laughed, put down the teacup, stood up and drew his sword: "Junior Brother Cao died at your hands, we must take revenge."

"Whether Cao Xian died at my hands, you all want to kill me, why make excuses." Chu Li shook his head and said, "But you are going to die at my hands!"

"Hey!" Nian Feng's figure suddenly blurred, as if turning into a shadow, and a sword light had pierced Chu Li's chest.

"Ding..." The tip of Chu Li's sword was already blocking his chest.

Nian Feng's sword swung involuntarily, and his body froze. He only felt a strange force coming from the sword, and his body suddenly became numb and he couldn't control it. He watched Chu Li's sword point stab into his throat.

The sword energy entered his brain from his throat, his vision suddenly went dark, and he died instantly, so dead that he couldn't die any more.

Chu Li slowly drew his sword out of its sheath, and glanced at a hundred meters above the steps, there were two young men in purple shirts who were going to clean up his own corpse, but now they were going to clean up Nian Feng's.

Nian Feng is also a rising star of Jianyue Sect. Among the disciples of the younger generation, Naiwen is the second person to listen to the Tao. Everyone thinks that he will kill Chu Li with confidence.

"Senior Brother Nian!" The two shouted with wide eyes.

Chu Li glanced at them calmly, then continued to go up the steps.

The two turned around and ran, their figures blurred and then disappeared, their movements were extremely fast.

Chu Li went up more than 500 steps, and there was another small pavilion.

Sitting at the stone table in the pavilion was a middle-aged man in a purple shirt. His appearance was mediocre, and he would not be noticed if he stood in the crowd. His eyes were shining with cold electricity, and he stared at Chu Li, as if he wanted to see through him.

Seeing Chu Liju step into the small pavilion, he opened his mouth to speak.

Chu Li interrupted him with a wave of his hand: "Needless to say, just do it!"

The middle-aged man in Zishan suddenly held his breath, and instead of venting his anger, he became even more angry. His eyes began to turn red, bloodshot eyes quickly filled his eyes, and the cold electricity shot stabbed at Chu Li like a substance.

Chu Li slowly drew his sword: "There is no need to announce the name, I never remember the name of the dead."

"Looking for death!" The middle-aged man in Zishan gritted his teeth and suddenly blurted out, and then a cold lightning suddenly appeared on Chu Li's back, and the tip of the sword was about to touch his body.

"Ding..." Chu Li's sword was blocked by his back at some point, and the trembling sword bounced against the middle-aged man in Zishan, making a curling sound.

The middle-aged Zishan froze immediately.

His complexion changed drastically, and he tried his best to mobilize his internal force. When Chu Li's sword tip reached his throat, he had already regained control of his body. Just as he was about to avoid it, an invisible finger hit him, and his body froze again.

Chu Li stabbed out again with the air condensing finger.

"Hey!" Chu Li's sword tip pierced his throat, and the gray sword tip appeared behind his head, without a trace of blood on the sword.

The strange sword force smashed his brain, and he died instantly.

Chu Li slowly drew out his sword, looked up at the two young men a hundred meters away, and shook his head.

"Senior Brother Song—!" The two were startled and angry, turned around and ran away.

Chu Li smiled, his current cultivation is not what it used to be, even if he can't run wild in Dafu, it's not too bad, as long as he doesn't meet someone like Wei Wuwei, and Wei Wuwei in the eight major schools of Dafu's martial arts There are only four or five general characters.

Although this Senior Brother Song and the previous Nian Feng are masters of the sect, he is far behind Wei Wuwei. He is no different from a child in front of Chu Li. He kills like chopping melons and vegetables, extremely easy.

He continued to go up, and just walked out of more than a hundred steps, an old man floated down from the steps, with a white beard and eyebrows, wearing a long purple robe, his face was as pale as if he had been seriously injured, and he was as thin as a skeleton, staring at him with blue wolf-like eyes. he.

Chu Li stopped and looked at the old man.

"Boy, you actually killed Nian Feng and Song Zhiqing!" The old man in purple robe made a hoarse and ugly voice.

Chu Li said lightly: "Yes."

"Then you die too!" The purple-shirted old man's loose robe trembled, and the long sword at his waist stabbed slowly, his movements were slow and his moves were level.

PS: The update is complete.