Chapter 820 Power (Fifth Watch)

"Master Zhao, what are you talking about!" Yue Ru stomped her feet, blushing.

Chu Li said: "It's okay, he can't hear it."

Yueru said angrily: "There is nothing, don't talk nonsense!"

Chu Li smiled and nodded: "I don't want to say anything, but you should understand what Senior Bai would do if he found out."

Yue Rudai frowned lightly, and sighed helplessly.

"Senior Bai will never look down on this kind of guy." Chu Li pointed to Lu Xiaofeng, shook his head and said, "Outside of gold and jade, but inside of mischief, how can you be worthy of Yueru girl, Senior Bai must think the same way. "

"How can I be so good!" Yue Ru shook her head and said, "Besides, Mr. Lu is not that bad, he is the number one young master of the Chiyang Sect, and has a bright future."

"Well, that's up to you." Chu Li said: "Today is for your sake, otherwise, this Mr. Lu will not want to survive. I have never been soft on the enemy, just like that guy!"

He pointed to the motionless old Huang.

Lao Huang's life was gone, and his body began to stiffen.

Chu Li had long regarded him as disliked, and he was pregnant with many innocent lives, so he deserved to die a long time ago. Since the crime was committed by him, there is absolutely no reason to forgive him.

"He's dead?" Yue Ru's face changed slightly.

Chu Li nodded: "Do you think I will let him live?"

"Mr. Zhao..." Yue Ru said dissatisfied: "I just scolded you a few words, but my mouth hurt a little, so I can't kill him?"

"It's up to me whether to kill or not." Chu Li said lightly: "You can check the lives in his hands, and you will know whether he deserves to die or not!"

Yueru hesitated for a moment and looked at him suspiciously.

Chu Li pointed to his own eyes, and said, "My eyes are still very accurate in seeing people. He is a heinous person. If he is killed, he will do justice for the heavens!"

Moon shook her head.

Lu Xiaofeng suddenly spit out another mouthful of blood with a "poof".

Chu Li curled his lips and said, "He's really weak, do you want to help him? Don't really beat him to death, you will blame me for the rest of your life."

Women will never take a fancy to his appearance, no matter how strong his martial arts are, it is useless. He used this appearance in the first place to reduce entanglements with the people around him.

At this time, he felt a little uncomfortable. No matter how beautiful women ignored him and turned to other men, he would not feel comfortable.

"Let him come by himself." Yue Ru hurriedly said.

Chu Li said: "You still take care of his self-esteem."

Yue Ru hurriedly said: "No way, I don't think there is much need to worry about it. If you hit him, hit him, and don't need to save him."

Chu Li said with a smile: "Then I really can't save him. He can't be cured with his ability. Da Guangming Shenquan is not an ordinary boxing technique. Once he can't hold down the strength of the boxing, the injury will become more and more serious."

"...No need." Yueru said slowly.

Chu Li pretended not to see her hesitation, and was very happy in his heart. He shook his head and said, "Forget it. I'll go up first. Take good care of him."

As he spoke, he pushed the lamp up and left.

Yue Ru sent him off with a bow, went back to the house, checked the old Huang's breath, and found that he had indeed passed away.

She probed Lu Xiaofeng again.

After a while, Lu Xiaofeng's face was as pale as paper, his breath was short of breath, and his injury became more and more serious.

It seems that Zhao Dahe didn't exaggerate, the power of Da Guangming Shenquan is so powerful that Mr. Lu can't deal with it, and the injury will become more and more serious.

Thinking of this, she took out a porcelain bottle from her bosom, poured out two pills and stuffed them into Lu Xiaofeng's mouth, and said in a low voice: "Master Lu, do you want me to help you?"

Lu Xiaofeng shook his head lightly.

Yueru took a step back and sat down at the table, watching Lu Xiaofeng perform cross-legged kung fu, the white steam on the top of his head, and the kung fu was as thick as smoke after a while.

After a long while, the dense fog above Lu Xiaofeng's head slowly dissipated, his face was still as pale as paper, covered with a layer of blueness, and his injury was a little more serious.

Yue Ru frowned and clenched her sleeves tightly, her elixir didn't work, she didn't care about Lu Xiaofeng's thoughts, she sat cross-legged behind him, and pressed her palms on his vest.

A wave of misty internal energy entered his body, the originally scorching flames rose violently, all the internal energy rushed into the flames, burned by the flames, and strengthened the flames themselves.

Yueru was amazed, this ball of raging flames was extremely pure, there was no threat at all when his internal force entered, but it became the nourishment for its growth, such a difficult punch, no wonder Lu Xiaofeng suffered such a big loss.

She slowly withdrew her internal energy, and she didn't dare to help anymore, as she was doing a disservice to herself.

"Pfft!" Lu Xiaofeng spit out another mouthful of blood, black and stinking.

Yueru wants to ask Master, but knows that Master will never help.

"Master Lu," Yue Ru said in a low voice, "I'll ask Mr. Zhao for help."

Lu Xiaofeng struggled to open his eyes, wiped the corners of his mouth, took out a silk handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped it clean, then adjusted his appearance, gritted his teeth and got up, staggering: "Never let him help, I'll take a step first! "

"It's okay?" Yueru supported her with both hands, and said worriedly: "I'll find someone to take you back."

"No need." Lu Xiaofeng looked down at Lao Huang, sighed, "I will find someone to pick him up, Yueru girl, offended."

Yueru shook her head: "It's my fault too, I shouldn't have let you meet."

Lu Xiaofeng smiled self-deprecatingly, he was full of confidence and was very dissatisfied with Zhao Dahe, but now he found that his eyelids were too shallow.

Chu Li's fist let him know what is deep cultivation and what is out of reach.

He staggered out of Fengxian Tower, and returned to Lie Sun Hall with difficulty.

As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the hall, someone noticed that his expression was not right, and rushed over to help him.

He tried his best to hold back and came back. He had reached his limit, and he only whispered: "Send me to see Master."

He fell into a coma.

Everyone hurriedly sent him to Zhang Junrui's yard.

Zhang Junrui was wearing a green shirt, and was sitting in the courtyard drinking and drinking by himself, the moonlight was like water, he was leisurely and contented.

Hearing footsteps and knocking on the door outside, he raised his voice, "Come in!"

Four people carried Lu Xiaofeng in.

Zhang Junrui came forward with a frown, checked Lu Xiaofeng's pulse, and hummed: "You all step back, just leave it to me!"

"Yes." Everyone responded, feeling his anger, and retreated cautiously.

Zhang Junrui carried him to the couch in the house, straightened him up and sat behind him, practicing his kung fu to help him heal his injuries.

In the early morning of the next day, the bright sunlight shone on the window paper, and the room was brightly and softly reflected.

Zhang Junrui let go of his hands, his face gloomy.

This Great Bright God's fist is extremely difficult to deal with.

Chu Li's Da Guangming Shenquan is even more difficult to deal with. It incorporates a trace of the characteristics of Jueyun's magical power, devouring and strengthening himself. Unless the opponent has an overwhelming advantage and suppresses like Mount Tai, otherwise it will rise and fall, and it will become stronger and stronger.

It took Zhang Junrui all night to manage to suppress the strength of the Da Guang Shen Fist, but he couldn't completely dispel it, leaving it in his body is a big hidden danger. Once he meets the master of this Da Guang Shen Fist, it will be very dangerous.

His face was very gloomy, staring at Lu Xiaofeng, waiting for him to wake up.