Chapter 1727 Hard Block (One More)

"Chu Li, come out!" Song Zhifan shouted loudly.

He was wearing a blue shirt, his face was like white jade, and his golden crown gleamed in the sun, giving him an air of nobility.

The Duke's Mansion is located at the north gate of Chongming City. Although there are guards guarding it, there are many people coming and going. Most of them come to pay their respects to the Duke's Mansion. The Duke's Mansion is a detached existence in Chongming City.

Outsiders who come to Chongming City will feel like they are doing nothing if they don't look at Yiguo's mansion.

Song Zhifan's voice sounded like a thunderclap over Chongming City, and people immediately looked up in the direction of the Duke's Mansion, knowing that someone was coming to provoke the chief executive, Chu Li, and they couldn't help shaking their heads.

People around the Duke's Mansion rushed over to watch the fun.

Since Chu Li became famous all over the world, there are so many people who come to challenge Chu Li like this, and they are overwhelmed. Most of the time, there is no need for Chu Li to come forward in person, and the guards of the Duke's Mansion just send them away.

The martial arts of the guards of the Duke's Mansion are getting stronger and stronger, and they can handle almost anyone who comes to challenge them. These challengers are all trying to become famous in one battle.

"Stand back!" Chu Li's voice resounded, resounding throughout Chongming City.

Just as he was about to pounce on him to question him, the guards who sent him away stepped back a few steps, stood on the steps of the gate, glared at Song Zhifan, and didn't come any closer.

Chu Li fluttered in a white robe, walked through the gate of the Duke's Mansion, came to the steps, looked at Song Zhifan, and said with a smile, "Song Hierarch dares to come? One defeat is not enough, but come again?"

"Chu Li, you will definitely die this time!" Song Zhifan said in a deep voice, putting his hand on the hilt of his sword.

The aura around him began to skyrocket, in order to prevent Chu Li from suddenly releasing the Sword of Punishment, lest he be plotted against. As soon as Chu Li appeared, he used the Heaven Killing Art, and his whole body merged with the sword.

Although the sword at his waist cannot be compared with the Heaven Killing Sword, it is also a rare sword. It cuts iron like mud, blows hair and cuts hair, and blends with the whole body, reaching the level of invincibility, not afraid of Chu Li's Sword of Killing God.

Chu Li chuckled and said, "Okay, you said the same thing last time, what do you want to compare?"

"Swordsmanship!" Song Zhifan pressed his sword and said coldly: "Don't think that you can always win if you beat me last time, this time..."

Chu Li waved his hand and said, "Well, let's make a fortune."

Song Zhifan snorted and said, "What prize?"

Chu Li pointed to the long sword at his waist, and said with a smile, "Is your sword a precious sword?"

"It's natural!" Song Zhifan snorted, "It's a real sword that cuts iron like mud."

"How is it compared to the Heaven Killing Sword?" Chu Li asked.

Song Zhifan hesitated for a moment, then shook his head: "It's not as good as it is."

Chu Li smiled and said, "Okay, my sword is the Fuhu Excalibur, the sword that killed Linghu, how about yours?"

"Chengying Sword." Song Zhifan snorted, "The sword leaves no shadow."

Chu Li nodded: "If you can win against me, this Tiger Subduing Sword will be yours. As for the Heaven Slaughter Sword, you are still determined!"

"Okay, if you beat me, this Chengying Sword will be yours!" Song Zhifan said.

Chu Li nodded: "In that case, let's compare. Let's change the comparison this time, so as not to say that I bully you, and I will not be a landlord!"

"How?" Song Zhifan frowned, feeling vaguely inappropriate.

This Chu Li is full of tricks, he doesn't know what kind of flower gun to use, so he should be careful not to be fooled.

Chu Li said: "I won't fight back this time. If you can beat me within ten moves, I will admit defeat. If you can't beat me within ten moves, then I will win. How?"

"Huh—?" Song Zhifan's mind raced to see if there were any traps.

Chu Li smiled and said: "If I don't fight back, or dodge, or take it hard, if I fight back, I will be considered a loser. In this case, if you can't beat me with ten moves, then it is not considered a loss?"

"...Okay, you are not allowed to wear armor, and you are not allowed to use weapons." Song Zhifan was not ashamed just to be on the safe side.

Chu Li laughed, shook his head and said, "Can't you wear armor?"

"Naturally!" Song Zhifan snorted, "If you wear a precious garment, how can I hurt you?"

Chu Li shook his head: "What about the weapon? If the weapon can't be used, it's better to surrender!"

"If you don't compare, forget it, and see the truth under the sword!" Song Zhifan sneered.

He just wanted to force Chu Li to see what kind of tricks he was playing.

Chu Li thought for a while, then sighed: "It's really helpless to meet such a shameless guy like you. Well, then I don't need armor or weapons. I don't have armor in my clothes, right?"

"That's all right!" Song Zhifan snorted.

Chu Li nodded: "Come on, let everyone come to witness, ten tricks, Master Song will make a move!"

"Look at the sword!" Song Zhifan yelled, and his whole body suddenly shrunk, as if he had become shorter and thinner. In fact, his body shape did not change, but it just gave people such a feeling, which was the operation of ten layers of sacrifice.

His restrained celestial field suddenly radiated out, and the people around felt the turbulent power rushing towards their faces, like a huge wave, they were rolled up involuntarily and flew into the air.

Chu Li shook his head and flicked his long sleeves.

The people fell to the ground lightly, and the violent power disappeared, like a spring breeze, and they felt like they had survived a near-death. They couldn't help but salute to Chu Li, thanking him for saving his life.

Chu Li said: "Why did the Song leader use such tricks!"

Song Zhifan sneered, Chengying Sword unsheathed, turned into a blazing light and shot at Chu Li.

Chu Li stretched out his hand to block it.

"Bang!" Amidst the muffled sound, purple and gold light flashed in Chu Li's palm, as if a palm made of purple gold blocked the scorching sword point.

Everyone couldn't see the appearance of Chengying Sword, they could only see a lightsaber. The light from the blade reflected the slenderness of Chu Li Zijin's palm, which was slender and well-proportioned, making it very comfortable to look at.

Chu Li raised his voice and said, "One move!"

"Hmph, come again!" Song Zhifan snorted, his heart awed.

He never thought that someone could block his Heaven Killing Art with flesh and blood!

This sword is already the pinnacle, with ten layers of self-sacrifice skill plus Tianshou Jue, its power is unmatched, even heavenly beings dare not block this sword head-on, but Chu Li is able to block it, is it possible that he is stronger than heavenly beings?

Thinking of this, he suddenly became furious. He is a genius in the sky, and the Heaven Killing Art that he originally planned to practice in half a year was completed in less than a month. Can't kill Chu Li.

Could it be that Chu Li was born to be his nemesis, specially to restrain himself?

Anger surged in his heart, and the strike became more and more ruthless, and all the power in his body was gathered in one sword, and he stabbed down fiercely again.

"Bang!" Chu Li still blocked the tip of the sword with his palm, looked at Song Zhifan calmly, shook his head and said, "This sword technique is the Heaven Killing Art? It's an exaggeration, it turns out that the Heaven Killing Art is so powerful, it really makes people disappointment!"

"Ah!" Song Zhifan roared, his whole body lit up, as if a flame gushed out of his body, and the long sword stabbed again.

"Bang!" Chu Li took a step back, unloading the powerful force on the sword, the purple gold brilliance of the right palm flashed, almost turning into pure purple.

He shook his head and laughed: "It still doesn't work, how many tricks have you already done?"