Chapter 791 Zhang Yang (Second Update)

There was nothing unusual on the outside of the house, but the smell was stinky in the yard.

The house has five entrances in total, the front yard plus three inner yards, and the back garden.

The back garden and the front yard were alright, but the three inner yards in the middle were all splashed with feces, making them uninhabitable. What annoyed him even more was that the study room was most completely destroyed, and all the books were taken away, leaving only the empty The bookshelf fell to the ground.

He gritted his teeth secretly. Just now, when he saw Sun Jizhi's mind in Feiyun Tower, he didn't have these things. He only sent people here to search for his property.

These are his subordinates' arbitrariness, to vent their resentment.

He took a deep breath, put aside his anger, and settled with them sooner or later.

He went to the back garden, came to a small pavilion on the rockery, sat cross-legged on the stone table in the small pavilion, remained motionless, with a solemn treasure, and continued to practice the Great Light Sutra.

Once the Great Light Sutra is practiced, the three sutras will be practiced together, and the speed is extremely fast.

After becoming a great light, the beauty of the great light body has doubled his strength, which is far better than before. If he meets Shang Qingyang, he will be able to win.

His own strength has reached the King of France.

But the King of Dharma does not rely solely on martial arts, but also needs credit. He has to step on the same door step by step to climb up, so that he can convince the public.

Disciples of the Guangming Sacred Cult are promoted on two legs together, with equal emphasis on martial arts and merit.

If I can build the Huiyao Hall and stand firm, I can almost rise to a higher level and become a disciple in the mountain.

Then he went from the disciples in the mountain to the rudder master, to the inspector, to the altar master, and then to the dharma king. Thinking of this, he was very energetic.

He suddenly discovered that he really became Zhao Dahe, and his thoughts and thoughts were completely in accordance with Zhao Dahe's way, almost completely abandoning his original thoughts.

In his practice, a night is just a blink of an eye.

In the early morning of the next day, Chu Liyou woke up, Kou Qiong and the other three were already standing in front of the small pavilion.

They were all emaciated, dirty and messy, as if they had returned to the dungeon.

Seeing Chu Li open his eyes, the three hurriedly clasped their fists and bowed: "I've seen the hall master!"

Chu Li glanced at them lazily: "Are you willing to come back?"

"Master, we are convicted!" The three hurriedly bowed, their heads almost touching the ground.

They experienced the feeling that life is worse than death.

It happened once every two hours, and every quarter of an hour. They were tortured several times during the night, as if they were walking in hell.

Chu Li snorted, "If it weren't for the occasion of employing people, I would have directly abolished you!"

"We must obey the hall master's order!" The three of them were startled.

Compared with the abolition of martial arts last night, the torment and pain of life is not worth mentioning. If martial arts were abolished, they would really be better off dead.

"Capital crimes can be forgiven, but living crimes are hard to forgive. I will release you at this time tomorrow. Now, go to work!" Chu Li waved his hand.

He has no affection for these three giant bandits, they are either treacherous or slippery, neither of them are good things, to deal with them, kindness is useless, power only works.

"Yes." The three nodded helplessly.

They are all clever people. Seeing the situation in the mansion, they went out to find someone to clean it up. It took them all morning to clean it up.

During the day, they are no different from ordinary people. They don't suffer from severe pain and don't delay in doing things. At night, they enjoy the pain again, rolling and screaming on the ground.

Chu Li ignored it, listened but did not hear, and only practiced his own martial arts.

There was no movement from the Kuangfeng Gang or the Tiger Xiaotang. Chu Li knew that they must be looking for a master to kill him in one fell swoop. The one who came should be a master from the White Tiger Sect.

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In the middle of the night, the bright moon hangs high, shining everywhere.

Huxiaotang is a five-entry mansion, bathed in moonlight, as if falling into a deep sleep.

Suddenly a long howl shook the night sky, waking Hu Xiaotang awake.

Immediately there came another voice: "Guangming Shengjiao, Huiyaotang, Zhao Dahe are here, and the trash of Huxiaotang, hurry up to welcome them!"

The sound spread slowly like ocean waves, uninterrupted, and clearly spread to every part of the Tiger Roaring Hall, even half of Dafeng City could hear it.

When the disciples of the Tiger Roaring Hall heard the sound, they hurriedly got up and rushed to the main hall. Half of the disciples staying behind at the Tiger Roaring Hall jumped out and came to Chu Li.

Chu Li stood outside the door of Huxiao Hall, dressed in white, with a long sword, and stood under the moonlight with his hands behind his back.

It's a pity that his face has spoiled the artistic conception, if his appearance is handsome, it is really picturesque and poetic.

Twelve disciples surrounded Chu Li, and three masters from beyond the sky.

Chu Li glanced at them and shook his head: "They are all trash!"

An old man hummed in a deep voice: "Zhao Dahe, what do you want?"

"I can't sleep at night, so come and see your Tiger Roaring Hall." Chu Li snorted, "It really is a bunch of trash!"

"Don't show off your tongue!" The old man snorted, "You are so presumptuous, don't blame us for being tricky, do it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he flew towards Chu Li, and the other two masters from beyond the sky, the nine congenital perfections also rushed forward.

Chu Li disappeared in place in a flash, and his time steps were similar to those so close to the world.

He appeared behind a consummate disciple, he punched him flying, and with a flash, he knocked another person flying.

These innate consummation disciples had no power to resist in front of him, and they were knocked into the air one by one in the blink of an eye, and they were all severely injured when they landed. Their white tiger magic skills could not stop Chu Li's great light fist.

"These little wastes are an eyesore, clean them up first, and then clean up the three of you." Chu Li snorted, "It's ridiculous to talk about dominating Dafeng City with this little ability!"

After he finished speaking, he punched the old man.

The old man took two steps back with a "bang", nothing unusual.

Chu Li shook his head and said, "White Tiger Magic Art specializes in being beaten, let's see how long you can last?"

As he talked and punched, the sound of "bang bang" was endless, and the three of them were all backed away by him, unable to get close to him.

"Bang bang bang bang..." Chu Li didn't believe in evil, and he didn't believe that the white tiger's magical skills were really so evil.

He punched more than fifty punches in one breath.

"Pfft!" The old man suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and his expression sank.

Chu Li smiled, and punched out again. The old man flew out like a rag doll, landed heavily, motionless, and passed out.

The other two middle-aged people roared and punched at the same time.

They know that if they continue to be beaten passively, they will end up like the old man.

"Woo..." Two tigers roared, and the two charged up for a blow.

Chu Li suddenly disappeared in place and appeared behind the two of them. Before they could react, two punches had already hit their vests.

"Stop!" With a yell, a tall and thin figure roared towards him, and he was in front of him in an instant.

"Woo..." The roar of the tiger shook the sky, as if a real tiger had appeared, and punched Chu Li with a fist, and the strength of the punch reached Chu Li's chest in an instant.

Chu Li punched to meet him.

"Bang!" Chu Li took a step back.

Chu Li frowned and looked at the tall and thin young man in front of him. He had an ordinary appearance and his eyes were as bright as torches, as if he could set people on fire.

"White Tiger Sect?" Chu Li snorted.

"Baihuzong Tanhu!" The tall and thin young man snorted and punched out.

"Woo..." The tiger roared, its fist strength seemed to ignore the space, and it came to the front in an instant.

Chu Li disappeared in a flash and appeared behind Tan Hu.

Tan Huhe bumped back.

"Ding..." The point of the sword pierced his back like a stone.

Huge force came from the blade of the sword, and Chu Li backed away.

Tan Hu turned around and punched when he gained power.

Chu Li fought back with the Great Bright Fist.

"Bang!" The two took a step back at the same time.

Tan Hu frowned at him.