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Chapter 1727

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"Chu Li, come out!" Song Zhifan yelled.

He wore a blue shirt and his face was as white as jade. His golden crown shone under the sun, giving off an air of nobility.

The Public House was located at the north gate of Chong Ming Town. Although there were Protectors guarding it, there were many people coming and going. Most of them came to admire the elegance of the Public House. The Public House was an extraordinary existence in Chong Ming Town.

Outsiders who came to Chong Ming Town would feel like they were walking in vain if they did not see the Yi Public House.

Song Zhifan's voice was like thunder that exploded in the sky above Chong Ming Town. People immediately looked towards the direction of the Public House. They knew that someone came to provoke Chief Chu Li again. They could not help but shake their heads.

The people around the Public House rushed over to see what was going on.

Ever since Chu Li became famous, there were many people who came to challenge him. Most of the time, Chu Li did not even need to show up personally. The Protectors of the Public House would just send them away.

The martial arts of the Protectors of the Public House were getting stronger and stronger. They could almost handle anyone who came to challenge them. These challengers wanted to become famous after one battle. They had good martial arts but they were not the best.

"Stand down!" Chu Li's voice rang throughout Chong Ming Town.

The Protectors who were about to rush forward to question him immediately took a few steps back and stood on the steps of the main entrance. They glared at Song Zhifan fiercely and did not come any closer. Chu Li's authority was growing, and his orders were strictly enforced.

Chu Li's white robe fluttered as he passed through the main gate of the Public House. He came to the steps and looked at Song Zhifan. He smiled, "You still dare to come, Chief Song? Losing once is not enough. Do you want to come again? "

"Chu Li, you will definitely die this time!" Song Zhifan said with his hand on the hilt of his sword.

The aura around his body began to increase. This was to prevent Chu Li from suddenly using the God Slaying Sword. As soon as Chu Li appeared, he used the Heaven Killing Scripture and his body became one with the sword.

Although the sword on his waist could not be compared to the Heaven Killing Sword, it was still a rare sword. It could cut through iron like mud and could cut through hair. It was integrated with his body and reached an indestructible level. He was not afraid of Chu Li's God Slaying Sword.

Chu Li laughed, "Alright, you said the same thing the last time. What do you want to compete as?"

"Swordsmanship!" Song Zhifan pressed on his sword and said coldly, "Don't think that just because you won against me last time, you can always win. This time …

Chu Li waved his hand and said, "How about this, let's make a bet."

Song Zhifan snorted, "What?"

Chu Li pointed at the long sword on his waist and smiled. "This sword of yours is a treasure sword, right?"

"Of course!" Song Zhifan humphed. "It can cut through iron like mud. It's a real treasure sword."

"How is it compared to the Heaven Killing Sword?" Chu Li asked.

Song Zhifan hesitated and shook his head. "Of course not."

Chu Li smiled. "Alright then. This sword of mine is the Crouching Tiger Divine Sword. It's a treasure sword that has killed a Spirit Tiger. What about yours?"

"Shadow Bearing Sword." Song Zhifan snorted. "The sword leaves no shadow."

"Well, if you defeat me, this Chengying Sword is yours!" Song Zhifan said.

Chu Li nodded, "If that's the case, let's compete. This time, let's change the way we compete. I don't want people to say that I'm bullying you."

"How do we compete?" Song Zhifan frowned, feeling that something was wrong.

Chu Li was full of tricks. He did not know what he was up to. It was better to be careful.

Chu Li said, "This time, I won't fight back. If you can beat me within ten moves, I'll admit defeat. If you can't beat me within ten moves, I'll win. How about that?"

"Hmm …?" Song Zhifan's mind raced to see if there was a trap.

Chu Li smiled, "I won't fight back. I'll either dodge or take it head-on. If I fight back, I'll admit defeat. Under such circumstances, if you can't beat me within ten moves, isn't that considered a loss?"

"… Alright, you can't wear armor or use weapons." Song Zhifan decided to play it safe.

Chu Li laughed and shook his head, "I can't wear armor either?"

"Of course!" Song Zhifan scoffed, "What if you're wearing treasured clothing? How can I hurt you?"

Chu Li shook his head, "What about weapons? If you can't even use weapons, you might as well admit defeat! "

"If you don't want to compete, then forget it. We'll see who's the real deal!" Song Zhifan sneered.

He just wanted to force Chu Li to see what tricks he had up his sleeves.

Chu Li thought about it and sighed, "I really can't do anything against a shameless guy like you. Alright, then I won't use armor or weapons. My clothes don't have any armor, right?"

"That's fine!" Song Zhifan scoffed.

Chu Li nodded, "Come, come, let everyone witness. Ten moves, Chief Song, make your move!"

"Watch my sword!" Song Zhifan shouted. His body suddenly shrunk as if he became shorter and thinner. Actually, his figure did not change, but it gave people the feeling that it was the tenth level of the Sacrificial Divine Power.

The Enlightened Master's Field that he withdrew immediately spread out. The surrounding people only felt a turbulent force rushing towards them, like a huge wave crashing down. They could not help but be swept up into the air.

Chu Li shook his head and waved his long sleeves.

The people immediately landed on the ground lightly. The violent force dissipated and they felt like they were bathing in the spring breeze. They suddenly felt like they had narrowly escaped death. They could not help but fist salute Chu Li, thanking him for saving their lives.

Chu Li said, "Chief Song, why do you have to use such a trick!"

Song Zhifan sneered and unsheathed the Chengying Sword. It turned into a bright light and shot towards Chu Li.

Chu Li raised his hand to block it.

"Bang!" Amidst the muffled sound, Chu Li's palm flashed with a purple gold light. It was as if his palm was made of purple gold and blocked the burning tip of the sword.

The people could not see the appearance of the Chengying Sword clearly. They could only see a light sword. The light of the sword reflected on Chu Li's purple gold palm. His palm was slender and well-proportioned, it was very comfortable to look at.

Chu Li raised his voice, "One move!"

"Hmph, again!" Song Zhifan scoffed, his heart trembling.

He never thought that someone could block his Heaven Cursing Scripture with flesh and blood!

This sword was already at its peak. It was the tenth level of the Sacrificial Technique and the Heaven Cursing Scripture. Its power was unparalleled. Even a Celestial would not dare to block this sword, but Chu Li was able to block it. Was he stronger than a Celestial?

When he thought of this, he was suddenly furious. He was a genius. He originally planned to cultivate the Heaven Cursing Scripture in half a year, but he did it in less than a month. It was really a gift from heaven. It was so fast that it was beyond his imagination. He admired himself even more. He never thought that he could not kill Chu Li.

Could it be that Chu Li was born to be his nemesis and was specially made to restrain him?

The anger in his heart surged and he attacked even more fiercely. He gathered all the energy in his body into the sword and stabbed it again.

"Bang!" Chu Li still blocked the tip of the sword with his palm. He looked at Song Zhifan calmly and shook his head. "This sword technique is the Heaven Cursing Scripture? It's an exaggeration. So the Heaven Cursing Scripture is only this powerful. How disappointing! "

"Ah —!" Song Zhifan roared. His body suddenly lit up as if a flame was spewing out from his body. He stabbed again with his sword.

"Bang!" Chu Li took a step back and removed the powerful force from the sword. His right palm flashed with a purple gold light, almost turning into a pure purple color.

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