On the battle stage of the nine major sects, players were beaten by their ordinary disciples! Chu Li fled everywhere like this and was quite decent. Some of the situation on the battle stage really made people's hearts angry.

"Bang!" Penglaimen disciple stepped on Yi Zhiyun's face and looked down at him disdainfully: "A mere Qi Sword skill can enter the top ten of the mortal masters list. It seems that you mortals are not so good!"

Yi Zhiyun gritted his teeth, his face covered with blood. The Penglai disciple took action this time and attacked his deadly point. He had many moves and was as powerful as a bamboo shoot. Yi Zhiyun could not dodge at all. He was scratched by the opponent in the air for more than 30 swords, and even had blood marks on his face. He fell to the ground in a very embarrassing manner.

That would be fine. Yi Zhiyun has been defeated, and the other party has to step on his face with his feet. It is really too much! Many Yi Zhiyun fans in the audience couldn't help it and rushed up and wanted to kill this npc.

The Penglai disciple laughed, drew his sword and waved it. An arc-shaped light yellow light passed by. Everyone on the stage was injured in their thighs and fell to the ground at the same time, covering their thighs and screaming. For a moment, the Penglaimen Battle Platform seemed to have transformed into a execution ground, and the smell of blood filled the scene.

The Penglai disciple on the stage watched all this life indifferently, and did not stop him. The disciples standing beside him looked like they were smiling and watching the show, and did not think they had done too much.

On the battle stage of the Qikill Palace, the killer brother, who had several scars on his body, dodged left and right, maintaining his noble, cold and middle-second attributes: "I am the number one master of the Qikill Palace in just ordinary disciples!"

"Bang!" Brother Killer was caught and the flaw was kicked away. He licked the blood on the dagger and laughed: "Qisha Tower?"

"That's just an ordinary branch of our Qikill Palace!" He raised his dagger and rushed towards the killer brother, saying the most hurtful words: "You can't even take my ten moves, and you dare to call yourself the best master!"

Even the two top-ranked masters in the competition are like this, and the other battles on the stage are even more unbearable to look at them. At this moment, NPC seemed to have become the players in the game, and their players were just prey and objects of teasing by NPC!

These cultivators are still so cold-blooded and cruel. Zi Qin saw the battle stands clearly in the audience. She thought they were only cruel to the demon clan, but she did not expect that they would not be ruthless when they started with their own race.

The ridiculous human race, Zi Qin, who was watching the battle silently, curling a curve of mockery, and hatred and hatred were all in her eyes.

On the Qingyan Palace battle platform, the disciple kept spinning in the direction of shooting arrows at Chu Li. Several times, Chu Li was almost shot through his heart.

"Don't hide! You are destined to be defeated by me!" The disciple smiled arrogantly, and moved the last skill, which was also the skill that Chu Li was very familiar with.

Chase, life, arrow!

Chu Li watched the arrow shoot at her, but she didn't know how to dodge. As the owner of this skill, why didn't she know the attributes of the death-chasing arrow?

Once the death comes out, the blood will come back!

She is dead!

"Puchi!" Sure enough, the arrow pierced through Chu Li's chest, pierced back through the hole, and returned to the hands of the disciples of Qingyan Palace. Chu Li looked down at the blood flowing from her right chest, unable to believe that she would be injured by the bow and arrow.

The wound was a little further to the left, even if she had a fatal attack, she would have taken away ten times the damage!

The disciples of Qingyan Palace closed their right hand, put away the tracking arrow, and walked leisurely towards Chu Li, who was sitting on the ground and seriously injured.

"I'll just say, a mortal!" The disciple walked over with a smile, and suddenly, he pinched Chu Li's neck and raised her up. His eyebrows were instantly filled with violent expressions: "You dare to wait for us for so long with garbage like you! It's extremely hateful!"

Chu Li looked painful and was so squeezed by the disciple that he couldn't breathe.

Li Guangxin on the observation stage hung down and was about to stop, but he caught a glimpse of Chu Li's movement. He withdrew his hand to stop and quietly observed Chu Li on the platform.

Chu Li, whose face was pinched, stretched out her right hand with difficulty. The feeling of lack of oxygen made her dizzy, and the pressure from her neck made her unable to help but arch her back. But obviously, such an operation was too difficult for her in the air. Chu Li's consciousness gradually fainted, blood kept flowing downward, and the blood strips were also falling.

Hu Qi: Hey, mortal!

"Wouldn't it be better to listen to me? After eating that purple zither, you don't know how powerful it is now, so how could you be defeated by such a young monk?" Hu Qi's voice appeared in Chu Li's gradually unclear mind, like a thunderclap, waking her up.

Defeat? No! She won't lose!

"Haha!" The disciple looked at Chu Li's right hand disdainfully and laughed: "As ant, you still want to resist?"

But soon, he couldn't laugh. The moment Chu Li's right hand reached his arm, a dagger flashed with a flash of white light, and a "hiss" cut through his clothes. The force was so strong that he directly cut off his tendons!

"Dong!" The disciple felt pain, let go of his hands, took a few steps back, and hurriedly took out the fabric with his left hand to cover the scars on his right hand.

After Chu Li landed on the ground, she didn't stop for a moment, rushed towards him directly, and the dagger in her hand stabbed into his heart.

When it started, snowflakes fell down, and a thin layer sprinkled across the battle platform. With a "puff", Chu Li pulled back the dagger, and the disciple fell to the ground stiffly, still maintaining the movement of covering his arms.

"Slashing the artery, knowing the heart attack, three times the damage; piercing the heart, fatal attack, ten times the damage!" Chu Li stood up, with a trace of blood on the corner of her mouth. She stared coldly at the disciple of Qingyan Palace lying on the ground. If a NPC dares to humiliate her like this, he will have to pay the price for it!

The snowflakes covered his unwilling face and soon buried him clean. Even the blood and energy were completely absorbed by the snowflakes.

: Player Chu Li defeated ordinary disciples of Qingyan Palace. Please hurry up and fight back!

The other eight battle station players received a system prompt that they were trampled under their feet and were beaten to run away with their heads in their arms. Chu Li... actually defeated these three gates and six halls NPCs?

"Damn it! Labor and capital lost you again!" The killer brother was the first to explode. He didn't hide when he was still running away, and rushed towards the disciples of the Seven Killing Hall in one go. He didn't believe it. He Li Juefeng would not be able to defeat the NPC that Chu Li could defeat!

The disciples who fought in the Qikill Palace obviously also learned that the disciples of the Qingyan Palace were killed. He was also shocked at this moment. But the spirit of the Killer Brother was obviously something he did not expect. He reluctantly glanced at the Killer Brother and said stubbornly: "You mortals will not have a second chance!"

"Remember it for me!" Brother Killer danced the legendary dagger, gave up defense and attacked fiercely. Even if the opponent cut his cheek, he did not retreat at all. His face was covered with bloodthirsty murderous intent: "The person who killed you is the number one master of Qisha Tower."

"Li!"

"Jue!"

"wind!"

How is it possible? The disciples of the Qikill Palace who had their throats cut open were unwilling to fall down, and their expressions were the same as those of the Qingyan Palace that Chu Li said. How could they be defeated by these gamers of the playful nature after practicing for so long?

"Haha," Brother Killer squatted on the ground, gasping for breath: "Your attack is far lower than me, but you have many skills that can hurt me! But have you ever heard of it? Meeting on a narrow road..."

"The brave wins ah ah ah ah ah ah!" Yi Zhiyun, who was strapped with his face, burst out with a violent aura. The sword behind him turned into nine, and nine Qi swords appeared in an instant. The strong sword intent attacked the disciples of Penglaimen with bloodthirsty murderous intent.
Chapter completed!