Chapter 831 Fighting (Four More)

She suddenly put away her contempt and snorted, "Okay, you are pretending to be deaf!"

The old man pointed to his ear and shook his finger to indicate that he could not hear, then waved his hand out again to signal her to go away.

Yang Ying shouted angrily: "I want to find Zhao Dahe!"

The old man just shook his head.

Seeing that he couldn't hear him, Yang Ying simply stopped talking and jumped up to break into the house.

"Bang!" An invisible wall of air blocked her, and she could only float down to the top of the wall and stare at the old man bitterly.

She saw that it was the old man who blocked her way with a palm.

But this old man's internal strength is extremely strong, he really can't fight, he really wants to use the black tiger's punch, but he can't bear it, he is so old, what if he is really beaten to death?

The old man stretched out his hand, beckoning her to go away.

"Hmph, I have to go in!" Yang Ying shouted, and punched the old man fiercely.

The old man turned sideways to avoid it, and did not make a hard connection.

Yang Ying originally thought that the old man would receive punches, and then sneaked into the house by herself. She never thought that the old man would not receive the punch at all.

Yang Ying let out a "huh" and couldn't help concentrating on practicing her skills and going all out.

"Chi Chi Chi Chi..." Her white fist let out a whistling sound, the punches were sharp, like shooting javelins, small pits appeared on the ground, and the pits became deeper and deeper.

The old man dodges easily and freely, and can barely dodge every time.

Yang Ying punched more than a hundred punches in one breath, and there was a dense crater on the ground behind the old man, but he was still able to do it with ease, and he couldn't breathe.

"Okay, who are you!" Yang Yingjiao scolded.

She saw something was wrong, if it was a real old man, how could he do so many tricks without panting?

The old man smiled, and took off the beard on his lips and the eyebrows on his eyebrows, revealing Chu Li's face.

"You...you..." Yang Ying stared at him angrily, pointed at him and shouted, "You are so despicable!"

Chu Li said: "Now do you know? Do you want to continue fighting?"

He saw Yang Ying approaching aggressively in Dayuan Jingzhi, and he had an idea, and together with his mischievous thoughts, he suddenly came up with this idea.

One is that she thinks it is fun, and the other is that she wants to retreat in the face of difficulties, even a gatekeeper can't beat it, so what face is there to challenge Zhao Dahe?

If Yang Ying didn't notice anything unusual, that would be the best, less trouble.

Now that Yang Ying has discovered the weirdness, she simply admits it.

"Of course I want to fight!" Yang Ying snorted, "You've been hiding here and there, so you can't take me hard?"

"Heihu punches out his heart..." Chu Li said, "Okay, then I will make you give up completely!"

"Hmph, watch me beat you with one move!" Yang Ying was full of confidence and punched out.

Chu Li also punched out with one punch, the Great Bright Fist.

"Bang!" The two palms collided, and the clothes of both of them rattled, as if they were in a strong wind.

Yang Ying staggered and was pushed back by a powerful force.

Chu Li stood firmly on the spot, looking at her with his hands behind his back.

"You..." Yang Ying took more than a dozen steps before stopping, feeling as if she was in a raging wave, unable to control herself, which shocked her abnormally.

She is very talented and born with supernatural power. With only her supernatural power, she can defeat innate masters the day after tomorrow. Moreover, she has also mastered the Black Tiger Heart Fist. This is one of the most difficult boxing techniques of the White Tiger Sect. It is extremely powerful. The white tiger killing technique is even more powerful.

She is full of confidence that she will be able to defeat Chu Li, even if he kills five elders, but these elders all died with the Bright Saber, Zhao Dahe must not be as good as herself in other martial arts except for the Bright Saber.

Only then did she realize that her cultivation was not as good as Zhao Dahe's.

Chu Li smiled: "Accept!"

Yang Ying snorted and said, "You are amazing."

Chu Li stretched out his hand, indicating that she could go.

Yang Ying said: "I will come again!"

"I won't fight again." Chu Li said, "To defeat you as a woman, I won't be able to win by force."

"Hmph, Tianluo Sect is all women, and your Guangming Sacred Cult also has a lot of women!" Yang Ying pursed her red lips and snorted, "You look down on women, don't you fight them, you are really arrogant and stinky man! "

Chu Li shook his head and said nothing.

Yang Ying suddenly punched Chu Li with a fist.

Chu Li sideways avoided.

"Ding!" With a crisp sound, Yang Ying's punch knocked a man in gray flying.

The gray-clothed man was attacking Chu Li unexpectedly, but he never thought that Chu Li would suddenly dodge and punch him in the face. Huge and powerful like a torrent, he flew upside down with his sword and body, flying more than 20 meters in the air.

"Ding!" Yang Ying turned around and punched her back.

Another man in gray flew out with the sword.

"Chi Chi!" A gray-clothed man protruded from the left and right walls, and shot at Chu Li with two concealed weapons.

Chu Li waved his hands away.

"Uh..." The two gray clothes froze, then covered their throats and widened their eyes, fell down ho ho, and fell into the wall with a "bang bang".

With a flash, Chu Li grabbed Yang Ying's sleeve and led her out of the range of the hidden weapon, then let go of her sleeve, and threw out his left and right hands respectively.

"Uh! Uh!" Amidst two muffled groans, two gray-clothed men fell down holding their throats.

Yang Ying looked at his hands in surprise.

Chu Li opened his hand, it was empty, and smiled: "There is no knife in my hand, but there is a knife in my heart!"

He suddenly flicked his right hand again.

"Uh..." A gray-clothed man above his head fell to the ground, clutching his throat and widening his eyes, struggling to catch his breath, but in vain, he finally closed his eyes and kicked his feet, and died out of breath.

Yang Ying's eyes widened.

Chu Li said: "This is the ninth floor of the Bright Saber, can you stop it?"

Yang Ying hurriedly recovered her face, pretended to be disdainful, and snorted: "If you can't stop it now, it may not be unstoppable in the future!"

Chu Li shook his head: "Your White Tiger Sect's martial arts are not able to restrain the Bright Saber, so you should go back honestly."

"Zhao Dahe, don't be complacent, I will definitely beat you!" Yang Ying said.

Chu Li smiled.

Yang Ying turned her head and left.

"Hey!" A man in gray suddenly came out from the corner and shot at Yang Ying.

Yang Ying waved her fist in anger, and the man in gray was thrown into the air, and shot at Chu Li like a stone bullet.

Chu Li waved his hand, and the man in gray fell to the ground clutching his throat, and soon kicked his legs to death.

"Who are they?" Yang Ying stopped and hummed, "Let me tell you first, they are not from our White Tiger Sect!"

Chu Li smiled: "White Tiger Sect doesn't even bother to use this method?"

"Hmph, not bad!" Yang Ying said: "Besides, these guys are not worth mentioning at all. They are simply dying, so we won't use these mediocre hands."

Chu Li nodded: "I'm just here to test my depth, it shouldn't be the power of Dafeng City."

"You offended a lot of people." Yang Ying asked curiously, "Do you know who it is?"

Chu Li shook his head.

"Who have you offended?" Yang Ying asked.

Chu Li smiled and said, "All the forces in Dafeng City have been offended by me."

"Forget it, you'd better see the trick." Yang Ying waved her hand and said, "Be careful not to die, I still want to beat you!"