Chu Li disappeared instantly, and their palm energies hit empty air.
With the glint of a sword, the head of the round-face Elder soared in the air as blood spurted out.
"Junior Brother!" The square-faced Elder cried before charging at Chu Li.
Chu Li slammed a palm on the square-faced Elder's chest and suddenly appeared two hundred feet away. He lightly brandished his long blade and sheathed it while shaking his head. "What a shame. You can no longer go back!"
The red light in the square-faced Elder faded and he regained his burly figure. He glared intently at Chu Li.
Chu Li smiled, "Senior really took great pains, but did your scheme work in the end?"