Li Chengfeng looked calm and suddenly roared, shouting: "Zhenzhen sword technique, one qi transforms into 3,000, 3,000 swordsmanship, and the one who can't kill you..."

"What? The ultimate sword path? Three thousand swords in one breath? Eighth prince, stop? If you continue to fight like this, we will both die!"

"Ding, the surprise from Xu Pingteng, the naughty value is 480!"

Xu Pingcai was completely confused.

Didn’t I fight well just now, with more than 300 sword energy, one sword after another, adding up one sword?

Why did this eighth prince suddenly come up with a perfect sword technique? Three thousand swords in one breath?

This kind of sword technique is very difficult to control. If you are not careful and unable to control it, you may be retaliated by your own sword energy, thereby cutting off your body and tendons.

In addition, when the two sides confronted each other, 3,000 sword energy raged throughout the game, no one could hide, and no one would feel good.

If someone is not careful and cannot escape the sword energy, then the only thing waiting will be to be ravaged by the remaining sword energy.

Mr. Bizhu really didn't expect that Li Chengfeng's strength had reached the ultimate level? And with one sword, 3,000 sword energy came out of his hand?

Who can withstand this?

Feeling the sword energy outside the bamboo gate flying wildly, Mr. Bizhu shouted terrible.

He waved his sleeves, quickly opened the door of the bamboo house, and said, "Stop quickly, the Eighth Prince, if this continues, we will lose both sides!"

"Sorry, I can't hold it anymore!"

Li Chengfeng grinned and thought, aren’t you very capable old man?

I was so angry that I could see how you took the action?

But who knew that the old man actually showed off Tiancang's sword technique. With one move, he used the sword technique of swallowing dragons and golden roots to form a green dragon head?

"Damn, do you actually have this kind of sword technique? Old man, can you catch my sword three thousand?"

"Haha, Eighth Prince, I haven't fought so happily for a long time, and you are the only man who deserves to give me all my strength! Come on, Eighth Prince, if I hurt you, please forgive me!"

"You're welcome, just take action. I've said before, if you can hurt me, I'll lose!"

"Well, the Eighth Prince is so generous, hahaha!"

The lay Buddhist Bizhu laughed.

He finally opened the bamboo door.

Li Chengfeng also saw an old man with beard and hair and gray hair through the open bamboo door, sitting upright on a green bamboo chair.

Although the old man had white hair, his eyes were bright and energetic, and his hair was entrenched on his head, as solid as a dragon.

Although he is over 90 years old, his energy is full of energy.

In addition, he looks kind and doesn't look like a person with a serious sin or evil spirit.

"Is it because I recognized the wrong person? Could it be that Li Junxian was really not harmed by Mr. Bizhu?"

Li Chengfeng murmured to himself.

Because he has learned the art of the Book of Changes and Eight Trigrams, he also knows some of the art of observing people's appearance.

Generally, evil people who do evil things cannot be so full.

So this old man should look like a good man, not a bad man.

So, Li Junxian shouldn't have been hurt by him, right?

However, as soon as Li Chengfeng took action, he could not take back his move.

Just then, Li Chengfeng thought to himself that he would not add sword energy, just let this lay Buddhist Bizhu play for a while.

If Li Chengfeng was adding sword energy, Li Chengfeng would definitely be able to emit tens of thousands of sword energy once he activated his entire strength.

By then, this old man will definitely not be able to withstand it.

Moreover, Li Chengfeng would not kill anyone without understanding the truth.

"Three thousand swords, please give me advice!"

Li Chengfeng looked at Mr. Bizhu with his eyes wide open.

Mr. Bizhu also smiled slightly and said, "Haha, okay, the dragon-swalking golden root sword technique, please give me advice!"

"Come on! Crush, Sword Three Thousand!"

"Repeat...the Dragon-Swallowing Golden Inn Sword!"

Two extremely powerful sword energy suddenly collided.

On one side is Li Chengfeng’s sword 3000, and on the other side is the Dragon-swalking Golden Lin sword of Mr. Bizhu.

These two sets of sword techniques are made up of real objects to condense sword energy. In terms of tricks, Li Chengfeng did not have much skill. He just used his own sword energy to gather into 3,000 bamboo leaves sword energy, and rushed away, just like the Milky Way falling from the sky.

As for Mr. Bizhu, because he could not use a powerful trick like 3000 swords, he could only change his strategy and use his sword moves to compete with Li Chengfeng's 3000 swords.

Who is stronger and weaker depends on who is stronger and who is the strongest.

But how could Mr. Bizhu, who is a half-step at the highest level, be the opponent of Li Chengfeng, who is a peak level?

It is said that those who practice martial arts cannot defeat those who cultivate immortals, and those who cultivate immortals cannot defeat those who cheat.

And Li Chengfeng himself is just a cheater.

Fighting with a cheater is like seeking death.

“Silent…”

"Swish swish..."

Countless sword energy came from the sky, tearing apart the surrounding bamboo forests and flowers.

Li Chengfeng was like this, and he and Mr. Bizhu faced each other in a tit-for-tat way, and no one wanted to fall into a disadvantage.

The strong wind passed by, Li Chengfeng's hair danced with the wind, his eyes were firm, and the lay Buddhist Bizhu opposite him was also white beard and his eyes were vigorous.

In addition to sword energy, the two of them are fighting for internal strength now.

Mr. Bizhu thought to himself, how could I lose to you a little kid after practicing my internal strength for more than 80 years?

Because Li Chengfeng's appearance was younger than that of Mr. Bizhu, who imagined.

Li Chengfeng thought to himself: I am a cheater, I will lose to you, this bad old man? Don’t waste your energy, everyone will come the same, you can’t beat me!

The two of them were in a stalemate.

However, it was a pity that Wanglaoji, Wu Fei and others behind Li Chengfeng were suffering.

Wu Fei held a sword in his right hand and looked at the wind sweeping in front of him with numb eyes.

In the strong wind, there were countless sword energy bamboo leaves mixed with.

As long as one of the sword energy bamboo leaves hit the vital point, Wanglaoji might die?

"Oh no, why are there so much sword energy this time? I can't even see it clearly? Eighth Prince, don't hurt the innocent anymore!"

Wang Laoji shivered on his back and shouted, "Brothers, I'm sorry, my 36 swords can't stop these thousands of swords! I'll escape first, you all hurry up and run away!"

After saying that, Wanglaoji turned around and ran away, and ran very fast.

"Elder Wang, don't leave. If you leave, what should we do?"

Looking at the Zhuye Jianyu flying in front of him, Wang Laowu shouted in horror.

But he could only watch and the black-robed elder Wang Laoji ran away quickly.

Because his speed is not as fast as Wang Laoji, he knew that he could not escape the sword rain.

So, Wang Laoji then looked at Wu Fei and said, "Elder Wu Fei, Elder Wang has already roared that we will not care about it. You can't leave. If you leave, we will all explain here!"?
Chapter completed!