The cold sword energy emitted from the sword body seemed to have no effect on his hands.

This is a magical hand that even the invincible sword energy cannot harm it.

Only Aunt Gongsun understands that it is not that the other party is not afraid of sword energy, nor that the other party’s hands can block the sharpness of the short sword, but that the other party’s move is very clever, and the timing and speed of the move are appropriate. When you unexpectedly expect, he has seen through your sword path.

‘If the god meets it without looking at it, enters the gap with nothingness’, this is already a state where skills are advanced to the Tao.

Unfortunately, Aunt Gongsun not only had one sword, but the other sword was like a poisonous dragon, drilling into Li Zhichang's lower abdomen. The same sword energy was reckless, and if the sword energy of this sword was slightly stabbed and damaged his meridians, it would be a devastating blow to a man.

Aunt Gongsun is not just a wise swordsman, but also a woman who knows men very well. As long as a man is a man, it is impossible for him to ignore this. As long as Li Zhichang's spirit is concentrated here, it will be difficult for him to intercept the short sword in front of him. He missed one another and lost one another. Aunt Gongsun felt that she was sure to win, and this was the taste of victory. Although she had tasted it many times, the taste of victory was so charming that it made people feel like it without getting tired of it.

But this sword did not stab Li Zhichang, because the muscles on Li Zhichang's lower abdomen seemed to disappear out of thin air. Because Li Zhichang's body became thinner, Gongsun thought that she would not miss this attack, so she would never use one more point.

It was this point that made her go from the edge of victory to the abyss of failure. At this time, Li Zhichang's other hand arrived. He waved his hand gently and slashed the void. The ribbon on the sword broke.

Aunt Gongsun threw a sword and simply didn't even want the sword that Li Zhichang clamped. Her body slowly flew into the air, her long skirt flew, and her body no longer bowed, but showed her graceful figure, and at the same time she showed the red shoes under her feet.

It can be seen that she has a pair of beautiful little feet. A woman with such legs should definitely die of a very beautiful woman. Unfortunately, she looks like an old lady now.

She giggled in the air and said, "Good boy, since you like these two swords, I will give them to you." A wise swordsman has always been a human being, but Aunt Gongsun didn't care about her sword at all, and she threw it away as soon as she said that.

Li Zhichang still had the time to catch these two swords. Although Mrs. Gongsun is good at using poison, he is not afraid of poison. Therefore, it is not scary for him whether there is any powerful poison applied to the sword.

Under the moonlight, the two chase each other.

Aunt Gongsun thought that her light skills were already the top in the world. Even the legendary King of Stealing King Sikong Zhaixing may not be better than his light skills. However, such light skills cannot get rid of the young man behind him.

The two of them always kept a distance of five or six feet, and never got closer or farther away. Mrs. Gongsun secretly said with a deep hatred: "You shouldn't be curious about provoking this kid casually. This man doesn't have four eyebrows, but he can even hold my sword with two fingers."

The capital is so big that it is beyond people's imagination. The high loft platform and the garden rockery are constantly retreating at the feet of the two. This kind of peerless light skill is definitely more beautiful and thrilling than any two swordsman fight.

Aunt Gongsun knew that if she continued like this, she would be exhausted to death before she was caught up.

Fortunately, a group of beggars appeared in front of him. Aunt Gongsun suddenly sprinkled a lot of money out, which was in the sky and on the ground, causing the beggars to rush forward.

Li Zhichang stopped. These beggars were too crazy. If they rushed towards him with a desperate situation, they would not be beautiful. After all, he was a clean person, even though he was lazy.

Aunt Gongsun took advantage of this and finally got rid of Li Zhichang.

Li Zhichang looked at the back of Aunt Gongsun leaving and chuckled, "I remember your taste." But this sentence was too low, and no one could hear it except him. Although Aunt Gongsun's light skills are of high quality, this does not mean that Li Zhichang can't catch up.

The prince of the Nanwang Mansion in Pingnan was practicing swords. His sword skills were very neat and he had the aura of a king. As an emperor noble, it was not easy to practice sword skills to this level.

But even so what? His father is a vassal king, and he will be a vassal king in the future. He will never leave this world. No matter how skilled his swordsmanship or amazing talent is, he will not be able to display his destiny. This is his destiny.

The maple leaves in the courtyard fell quietly, and the sword in the hand of the Prince of Pingnan did not stop at all. One sword after another, the maple leaves hovered around his sword. When he finally stood up with his sword, the maple leaves on the ground formed a big word "jun".

The butler of the prince's mansion clapped his hands in admiration, as if he was saying that the little prince's swordsmanship was really amazing.

A servant had already handed a towel, and the prince of Pingnan wiped the sweat from his forehead and said calmly: "What news is coming from the capital."

The housekeeper said: "Eunuch Hai is dead."

The little prince said: "Very good. If our vassal princes have no small moves, my cousin would probably be unable to sleep or eat."

If Li Zhichang were here, he would find that this little prince looked exactly like the young man he had met before.

Hua Manlou lives in the attic full of flowers. He loves the strong fragrance of flowers, which is the breath of life. Living in such a pavilion, his life will be filled with sunshine.

It was already dusk, and it was also his favorite time of the day. The sun was not as bright as it shined on him, and it was very warm. The evening breeze was blowing, and it was even softer.

Such a wonderful and peaceful dusk, if God had not given him life, how could he have enjoyed all this beauty?

At this time, he heard a footstep downstairs and a strange footstep. Few people went upstairs at this time. Even if he didn't say it, his servants would never let outsiders enter here. Those who could come here were often very capable, and of course they were often his friends. It was not because his friends had the ability to become his friends, but because his friends must be very capable.

But now this person who goes upstairs is indeed very capable, but he is definitely not his friend.

The visitor was a young man wearing a moon-white dress. The black sword around his waist was very eye-catching. The visitor was Li Zhichang, of course Hua Manlou didn't know him yet.

Li Zhi often looks at this man, and you will know what life is and what sunshine is. This is a man full of vitality and a wise man.

Li Zhichang said: "Can you invite me to have a glass of wine?"

Hua Manlou opened his mouth and said, "Yes."

Li Zhichang said: "But you have a good wine?"

Hua Manlou said: "It's definitely the best wine."

Li Zhichang said nothing except asking Hua Manlou to invite him to drink. Perhaps because of this, Hua Manlou was willing to invite him to drink. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!