Chapter 67: why

In the depths of the bamboo forest, the few remaining casual cultivators kept fleeing into the mountains, sometimes looking back at the figure walking step by step, shocked and frightened in my heart, and more still puzzled.
Why do you want to do this?
Dozens of them were killed all the way from the city to the Zizhu Forest. If they hadn't been familiar with the topography of this mountain, they would have already become the dead souls of the young man's sword.
Not to mention there are many unlucky ghosts who have been in strange places in the streets.
Until now, the young man wearing the silver fierce beast's visor has been stained with blood, and there are also several shocking blood marks on that fierce beast's visor.
In the eyes of the few remaining casual cultivators, this person is already even more terrifying than the real demon. All kinds of killing methods can take a life in the blink of an eye.
"Why...why?" On the way to escape, a casual cultivator collapsed a bit, stopped abruptly, and shouted: "Didn't you say that? Only treasurer Yan is your target! What are you doing now? Are the assassins of the gods as untrustworthy as you!?"
He was almost frightened by the young man behind him, but he never thought about what credibility he needs to say when a killer kills someone?
What's more, these self-proclaimed lawless magic sects, have they ever talked about the so-called credit?
However, he was already in a state of collapse, looking at the figure that was still walking slowly, trembling uncontrollably.
"You are right."
Seeing this casual Xiu who was almost scared to death, Lu Li nodded and stretched out his hand to take off the silver visor.
There was a bit of laughter on the slightly young handsome face, and said: "Now I am not the killer of the gods, what else is there?"
Leng Leng stared at him as a casual repairer who didn't seem to expect him to behave like this, but immediately, his body was controlled by anger, and he rushed towards Lu Li frantically, "Go to hell! You give me death!"
"Hmm..." Lu Li put away his smile, piercing out with a sword!
The colorless cone-shaped air wave rolled up bamboo leaves all over the floor.
San Xiu, who had maintained a forward posture, stopped abruptly.
It's like being held in place by an invisible hand.
Immediately, his chest cavity seemed to be exploded, and a blood hole appeared, and the edge of the wound was faintly burnt after being struck by lightning.
Lu Li walked to him, picked up the points at will, and muttered, "I accept this last word."
boom!
The corpse fell to the ground, dying.
After stabbing that sword, Lu Li looked at the back figures who had run away, covered his mouth and coughed slightly, his face also turned pale.
Continuously beheading the casual cultivators, he was not without injury, not only that, even the six thunder pools in his body had reached the limit, and he could hardly squeeze out the blood.
Being able to persist in chasing until now, in addition to his amazing physique, he hangs himself with one breath. Once this breath is released, the characters chasing and fleeing for their lives will probably be turned over immediately.
But fortunately, there are not many people.
Thinking like this, Lu Chengli suddenly leaped forcefully, overturning a few feet of soil, and directly jumped out of a distance of more than ten feet, catching up with the few casual repairmen who were about to escape from the purple bamboo forest and into the mountains.
This time he didn't use Lei Chi to use his swordsmanship again, instead he took the long sword directly and punched the back of some casual repair!
In this case, it would be better to beat the opponent to death with bare hands.
After all, an indestructible physique is also a powerful weapon.
Seeing that San Xiu who was hit by the heart screamed miserably, bleeding foam and internal organ fragments poured in his mouth, and he threw forward several feet before convulsing to death.
Seeing this, the remaining three people fled in one direction without discussing it.
If they were scattered, there was still a certain possibility of survival, otherwise the three of them would flee together, and Lu Li would catch up with them, and no one would escape with one punch!
"You are really little clever ghosts." After beating someone to death, Lu Li took advantage of the opportunity to breathe, grabbed a handful of gravel on the ground, shook his wrist, and threw it out without even looking.
These rubbles turned into life-threatening weapons at the moment they were released. Although there was no accuracy, a few still hit the target.
The San Xiu who was hit immediately screamed in pain!
Unfortunately, he was pierced through his knees, half of his leg and his belt bones were turned into pieces, and he was unable to escape.
Lu Li ignored him and stared at the next target, moving like flying, pounced.
This stared San Xiu was also somewhat bloody. Knowing that he could not escape, he turned around to fight, his true energy shook, and he exploded with a decent momentum!
"Good guts."
Lu Li stood up and punched it like a whip, making a pop in the air!
"But the power is a bit weak."
boom!
As soon as he finished speaking, the freelancer's arm was directly interrupted. As soon as he was about to cry out, Lu Li pinched his chin and carried him and continued to rush forward!
Shengsheng held back his scream.
But after running for a while, Lu Li felt that carrying this guy was really procrastinating, so he threw him to the ground, falling to the ground, and then kicked his neck to pieces.
"monster……"
"This guy is completely a monster!"
The last remaining Momen Sanxiu happened to see this scene when he turned his head.
And he also saw Lu Li smile at him.
It was this smile that made his back cold, and subconsciously used the secret method of escape, the speed exponentially increased several times, and he rushed out of the purple bamboo forest like a shadow.
"Hey, it's still a step slower." Seeing that he was about to rush out of the Zizhu Forest, Lu Li didn't continue to catch up, but turned to find the casual Xiu with the broken leg.
To Lu Li's surprise, this guy had a very strong desire to win. He crawled far away with his hands and feet and hid behind a rock.
After silently walking around the stone, seeing San Xiu hanging his head and panting, Lu Li asked, "It seems you don't want to die, do you?"
San Xiu suddenly raised his head, then smiled tragically, and said bitterly, "If you can live, who wants to die?"
Then he looked a little sarcastically at the direction where the last casual cultivator escaped, spit out, and said viciously: "I was caught by you first, it was my luck! But you didn't kill everyone! Killer? Ha ha!"
"Eh, don't speak too early." Lu Li squatted in front of him and said with a smile, "How about I invite you to watch a scene?"
The other party was obviously shocked, but before he waited for him to answer, Lu Li waved his hand in that direction. After only two breaths, a piercing sound was heard from the bottom of his sleeve, and a streamer flew back, floating in the air. At Lu Li's wrist.
It was a delicate little flying sword.
Feijian was stained with blood.
Lu Li grabbed Feijian, smiled silently at the San Xiu, then vomited a few big mouthfuls of blood, enduring the unimaginable pain, and moved to sit beside the San Xiu.
The two occupied the side of the boulder, and neither of them spoke.
For one, do your best.
One, the liver and the gallbladder are split!