Chapter 1599 Fighting (Fifth Watch)

Chu Li laughed a few times, shook his head and said, "Master, see if it's strange, how do you know, you are not a teacher!"

Song Zhifan's face became serious.

Another handsome young man next to him had already had a gloomy face, and now he snorted coldly: "In that case, you don't agree to return the sword!"

Chu Li nodded: "Naturally, how can I return the sword just because a random person says that the sword belongs to me? It's really that easy. Isn't the world peaceful and there will be no more disputes?"

"Very good, I know you will do this!" Lu Jun stood up with a sneer: "Then use the solution of the people in the martial arts. I want to learn your martial arts and see if it is as amazing as the rumors outside?!"

Xueling said indifferently: "Anyone wants to fight with the young master, you are not qualified yet!"

"What a big tone!" Lu Jun sneered and said, "It seems that you are going to do it for him?"

"If you can pass my test, it's not too late to fight with the young master!" Xueling said lightly.

"Then I will teach you!" Lu Jun stepped to the center of the hall, waved his sleeves, and more than a dozen grand master chairs retreated one after another, giving way to the open space in the center.

Stepping on the thick and soft white carpet, he cupped his fists and said in a deep voice, "Remember my name, Lu Jun!"

"Xueling!" Xueling came up to him one step at a time, as if her feet were on a wheel, her body was straight and motionless, showing a superb lightness kung fu, Li Meng's eyes widened and her face was full of envy.

She wanted to practice martial arts the most, but Chu Li didn't teach her martial arts, and only asked her to chant sutras. After only one hour of chanting, she felt her head exploded, and she was sleepy after reciting Buddhist sutras.

"Let's do it!" Lu Jun snorted.

Xueling was not polite, and slapped lightly with her palm.

A very cloudy and cold breath came to Lu Jun in an instant.

Lu Jun stretched out his palms to greet him.

"Bang!" Lu Jun took a step back, frowned and looked at Xueling. He didn't expect that Xueling looked so weak and not very good at cultivation, but her palm strength was so pure.

He felt that he had hit the ice block with his palm, it was hard and pure, and the cold air penetrated from his palm, trying to penetrate into his body.

He urged his internal force to dissipate the force of the palm, with a solemn expression, he realized that he had underestimated Xue Ling, and rushed forward to attack with a palm.

It was like a warm wind blowing in the hall, dispelling the chill caused by Xue Ling's previous palm force.

"Bang bang bang bang..." The palm strength of the two people is yin to cold, and the other is warm like spring breeze. They can't help each other, and they hit more than a hundred palms in one breath. The two breaths intertwined in the hall, making the hall become Hot and cold.

Lu Jun suddenly changed his tactics, and suddenly bullied him, wanting to fight Xueling in close quarters, relying on his physical strength to overwhelm Xueling.

"Bang!" Two palms intersected.

This time it was not a long-distance strike with palm force, but a direct palm contact.

"Bang!" Lu Jun suddenly flew backwards, smashing a grand master's chair into pieces.

He fell to the ground and stared at Xue Ling in surprise, unbelievable.

He thought that this palm could knock Xueling into the air, but in the end he was knocked into the air, completely opposite.

Xue Lingbaishengsheng's small hands actually contained a tyrannical bear-like strength, which caught him off guard, and even if he was prepared, he couldn't stop it.

Xue Ling glanced at him indifferently, and slid behind Chu Li in one step.

Chu Li looked at Song Zhifan with a smile.

Song Zhifan got up and left the grand master's chair, and came to the center of the arena: "Director Chu, it's our turn!"

Just as Xue Ling was about to speak, Chu Li stopped her with a wave of his hand, and sighed, "Are you guys going to grab the Heaven Killing Sword?"

"We just want to get back the Heaven Slaughter Sword." Song Zhifan said: "As for whether to persuade with kind words or to take it by force, it's up to us, it depends on you."

Chu Li said with a smile: "In that case, let's do it."

He walked slowly to Song Zhifan, and said with a smile, "Please——!"

Song Zhifan drew out the long sword from his waist and stabbed at Chu Li.

Chu Li drew his sword out of its sheath with difficulty and slowly.

Song Zhifan froze and his face changed drastically.

The slow and difficult Sword of Killing Heaven pierced Song Zhifan's right shoulder.

At first glance, Song Zhifan didn't seem to dodge on purpose, watching the Heaven Killing Sword stabbing him.

"Master!" Lu Jun shouted.

Song Zhifan's figure trembled, his handsome face flushed, as if he was fighting against an invisible force, staring at the tip of the Heaven Slaughter Sword.

"Moo!" Chu Li suddenly let out a cry.

Song Zhifan trembled again, but didn't move.

Lu Jun rushed towards Chu Li with lightning speed.

Chu Li had already stepped back two steps and returned to the Grand Master's chair.

His movements seem to be slow and sluggish, but it is actually an illusion. Everyone has this illusion. In fact, the speed is extremely fast, stabbing in an instant, but it takes a long time in people's eyes.

This is caused by the power emanating from the Heaven Slaughtering Three Forms. This power is strange and unpredictable, and Chu Li has not been able to figure it out. He is using the Tianxing Cave Illusion Technique to deduce the insight, and wants to find the source and cultivation method of this power. How to use it.

"Okay, it really deserves to be the Heaven Slaughter Sword!" Song Zhifan shouted excitedly, covering his shoulders.

Lu Jun also nodded vigorously, staring at the Heaven Killing Sword on Chu Li's waist with bright eyes.

Chu Li smiled: "Young Master Song, do you want to continue?"

"Chu Li, although your swordsmanship is good and your cultivation base is high, you are not my opponent." Song Zhifan let go of his hand, and the wound on his shoulder was no longer bleeding. Be sympathetic."

Chu Li couldn't help laughing: "Come to grab my sword, I still hope that you will show some kindness, I don't know how honorable Mr. Song is!"

"Hmph, the honor is beyond your imagination!" Lu Jun snorted.

Chu Li said: "Even if he is the overlord and the master of Dafu, he is not as honorable as Mr. Song?"

He frowned secretly.

Logically speaking, Song Zhifan is really the leader of the Longevity Sect, so he shouldn't reveal his identity at this time. Although there are few people in the world who know the Longevity Sect, they are all top figures.

Once the Longevity Sect reappears, it will naturally become a piece of fat, unless they have enough strength to protect themselves, so they dare to appear in broad daylight.

If this is the case, then you can't be careless.

"Of course!" Lu Jun said proudly.

"Xiao Lu, forget it!" Song Zhifan said.

"Yes!" Lu Jun nodded without hesitation, and took a step back respectfully.

Chu Li looked at Song Zhifan, and finally shook his head and sighed: "Young Master Song, it's time to go, I won't see you off."

"I will come again." Song Zhifan said.

Chu Li said: "Accompany me at any time."

"Okay!" Song Zhifan took a deep look at him, turned and left.

Lu Jun glared at Chu Li, and said with a sneer, "I don't know what's good, next time it won't be just the two of us!"

Chu Li frowned, his eyes flashed brightly, which startled Lu Jun.

Immediately, Lu Jun became angry from embarrassment, glared at him viciously, turned around and followed Song Zhifan, strode out of Yiguo Duke's mansion, and walked away.

Li Meng hurriedly said: "Just let them go like this? Why don't you give them a good lesson?"

Chu Li squinted at her: "Why don't you go up and teach them a lesson?"

"I haven't practiced martial arts, otherwise I would have shot!" Li Meng said hastily.

Chu Li shook his head, turned around and walked back.

Xueling followed him to the small courtyard and sat in the small pavilion, where Xueling made tea herself.

After a cup of tea was served, Chu Li took a sip, and Xue Ling sighed, "Master, do they have extraordinary backgrounds?"

She could see Chu Li's fear.

The young master doesn't seem to be so afraid of the gods and masters, but why is he so afraid of these two people?