Yan Yan was the most seriously injured at this time, but because he was hit the farthest, he was struggling to escape.

"I'll do it myself!" Yan Yan turned his head and saw the tragic scene of Tao Shang and Mo Qiqiao bleeding in the distance. He was afraid that he would really be slapped to death by Wang Li, so he slapped his own neck with a palm.

With a bang, his whole body was shaken, but he was really knocked unconscious.

"Yes! As expected of a quasi-Taozi-level figure, so resourceful and adaptable." Wang Li was dumbfounded, and he sincerely praised him.

"puff!"

Ge Yujing and Han Yuji had been developing escape techniques with all their strength, and the true energy in their bodies was fluctuating uncontrollably. When they heard Wang Li's voice, they felt that Wang Li was deliberately taunting them. In their excitement, they all spit out blood.

"Why don't you two do it yourself?"

Wang Li felt that these two people were very ignorant and they were really wasting his time. "Why don't you come over to each other?"

"Ah!" Ge Yujing was so angry that his true energy was gone. He kept spurting blood from his mouth, could not maintain his escape method, and fell directly from the clouds.

"That's okay."

Wang Li stepped into the void and instantly chased behind Han Yuji. An ancient talisman appeared in Han Yuji's hand, but before he could activate it, Wang Li's palm had already fallen on his hand.

Han Yuji's eyes almost popped out of his head. Wang Li snatched the ancient talisman from his hand. It was like the sea was shaking between his palms. This huge power made him unable to

Can't compete.

"trouble!"

The moment his body stiffened, Wang Li reached out again and slapped him directly on the forehead.

Bang!

Han Yuji's body was shaken, and she was instantly knocked unconscious.

"...!"

The female nun in red kept catching the unconscious monks who were thrown at her. She felt as if she had become a peasant woman, catching the rice harvested by others.

These are all quasi-Taozi-level characters, but Wang Li knocking them out with one palm is easier than harvesting rice.

"Who is he...?" The female cultivator in apricot-yellow robes was so stunned that she couldn't close her mouth. She really couldn't imagine such a scene. Could it be that this person was not a young cultivator at all, but a young cultivator?

An old monster with good looks?

"This..." After Wang Li knocked out all these people, he realized that he should leave one who was conscious, because it was clear just now that Lu Hexuan was here, and now he didn't know where Lu Hexuan had gone.

"Can I ask you a question?" He returned to the body not far from the red-dressed woman in embarrassment. In order to cover up his embarrassment, he rolled his eyes at Yan Yan, who had knocked him unconscious, "This person is really,

I even wanted to keep him awake and ask questions, but he knocked himself out."

"Who are you anyway?"

Yang Yanli's hands and feet were a little cold at this time. She looked at Wang Li and asked.

"I..." Wang Li was confused. If he was Wang Li, and Yang Yanli seemed to have a grudge against him, should he say it or not?

But suddenly, he glanced at the group of unconscious people, and then saw Yang Yanli. His heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and another thought emerged uncontrollably in his mind.
Chapter completed!