Bizhu lay Buddhist Ye smiled and said, "Not finding it does not mean that he is dead. If he is not found, it can only be said that you are not as skilled as others and you can't find him! Hahaha!"

"Hmph, he has long been dead. Why should I and a dead person have to do with me? Come on, Mr. Bizhu, you are the last one. As long as you defeat you, I, Red Fox, will be the number one swordsman in the world from now on. If anyone is not convinced, I will challenge me!"

"Oh, do we have to fight?" said Mr. Bizhu Jushi.

The red fox said: "That's right, today, there is a need to fight. Either you die or I die!"

After saying that, the red fox suddenly pulled out the long sword in his hand and stabbed it at the center of the eyebrows of Mr. Bizhu.

Mr. Bizhu also frowned tightly.

The man in red was so fast that he was like a ghost, his sword skills were like a rainbow, and he was very domineering.

It seems that this man is young and is also a master who can't hide it.

"Qingmang, come the sword..."

Jushi Bizhu roared, raised his hand and waved it, and a long sword of cold light jumped out of the bamboo forest behind him and flew into Jushi Bizhu's hands.

The two of them used kendo in this way and started to compete with each move.

Wherever the cold light passes, the sword light and sword shadows are extremely sharp.

Mr. Bizhu could sense that the strength of this young man in red had reached the late stage of the great master's swordsmanship, and he was one step away from reaching the level.

He was very surprised. Which disciple of the sect could teach such a young master swordsman?

Could it be that this guy is also a descendant of the Immortal Clan?

Almost always separated.

"Come on, Tiancang Sword Technique, see the move!"

"Hmph, fire source, fire walking sword path..."

"What? Fire Sword Dao? Are you, are you? People from Wushan Five Elements Sect?"

Mr. Bizhu was shocked.

Wuxingmen in Wushan? It turns out that he is a disciple of the descendant of the Immortal Sect.

No wonder this young man was at a young age and had the late stage of the Great Sword Master. It turned out that this guy was really a disciple of the descendant of the Immortal Clan?

No wonder this guy dared to injure the commander of the Royal Imperial Guard. It turned out that the backer behind him was actually not even dared to touch the emperor, Immortal?

"The Dragon-Swallowing Golden Scale Sword Technique, rebuke..."

The lay Buddhist Bizhu shouted loudly, and the blue light suddenly burst out from his green sword.

Unfortunately, the green light flashed away, and the lay Buddhist Bizhu spewed out a mouthful of blood, and then his face turned extremely pale.

Yes, he suffered internal injuries and was no longer able to use the Dragon Swallowing Golden Scale Sword Technique.

"Half-step ultimate? No, no, you should have touched the threshold of the ultimate realm, right? Haha!" The young man in red laughed and said, "I am worthy of being the number one swordsman in Chang'an City. If you have entered the level of half-step ultimate power, maybe I am really not your opponent! But unfortunately, you don't, so this time, I will take your life to prove my reputation as the number one swordsman in the world!"

"Huo Xuanling Sword Technique..."

The cold light flashed, silent!

...

"Oh, after walking for a day, Ye didn't find any evidence of clues. He was really tired and thirsty!"

Wang Laowu muttered impatiently on the west street of Chang'an City, inside the attic of the West Chamber.

At this time, Cao Xue couldn't help but give him a blank look and said, "What's wrong? The injury to the butt is cured? Less nonsense and do more!"

"Eighth Prince, what do you think about who is the one who hurt Li Junxian?"

Wu Fei was too lazy to care about Wang Laowu, so he turned to Li Chengfeng and asked.

Li Chengfeng frowned and thought for a while, then shook his head helplessly and said, "I don't have any opinions. It is naturally a good thing to find him. If I can't find him, there is nothing I can do! At least, my sister Princess Changle returns safely, which is a blessing in disgrace!"

"Well, what the Eighth Prince said makes sense!"

Wu Fei looked at Li Chengfeng with a slightly admiring look and said, "Eighth Prince, who won the competition with the Bizhu layman today? Because we were hiding behind, we didn't see clearly! Hehe, but Eighth Prince, you can fight Bizhu layman with your own strength without losing the disadvantage. The name of the number one swordsman in Chang'an City can already fall on you!"

"Hmph, that's of course! That lay Buddhist Bizhu is not my opponent! If I hadn't been merciful, I'd probably beat him to death! Fortunately, I didn't take the last move of 6,000 swords, otherwise, I guess Mr. Bizhu wouldn't be able to catch him!"

"Oh, so, the Eighth Prince won, hehe!"

Wu Fei smiled happily.

Knowing that Li Chengfeng's strength is even better than Mr. Bizhu, can Wu Fei feel unhappy?

Because he has now become his behind-the-scenes force with Li Chengfeng, he naturally hopes that the stronger his main strength, the better.

At this time, the black-robed elder Wang Laoji came to Li Chengfeng with a cup of tea. While drinking the tea, he asked, "Eighth Prince, how dare you ask what kind of move is sword 6000? Why have I never heard of it?"

"Sword 6000? It's my own move name!"

"Oh? How about 6,000 swords?" Wang Laoji asked?

Li Chengfeng said: "That's right, one sword emits 6,000 sword energy, isn't it just 6,000 swords?"

"Puff... Eighth Prince, if you win, you lose, you lose!"

"Ding, the surprise from Wanglaoji, the naughty value is 350!"

Wanglaoji spit out a mouthful of tea.

Because Li Chengfeng's words were so scary.

How much sword energy does one sword have? 6,000 sword energy? It will be scary!

If an average sword energy can kill one person, then 6,000 sword energy can kill 6,000 people with one sword?

Of course, this kind of sword energy cannot be killed on a large scale, and can only have the power that the sword energy should have within a specified range.

Otherwise, wouldn’t a master at the highest level be invincible in the world?

He Wanglaoji, a sword can emit up to 36 sword energy, and he is also a little master in the sword art.

But in front of Li Chengfeng's sword 6000, it is still not worth mentioning.

"Six thousand swords, six thousand swords...six thousand swords..."

Wanglaoji kept muttering to himself Jian Liuqian, as if he had not yet come back from his shock.

Li Chengfeng was a little confused and suddenly asked, "Elder Wanglaoji, by the way, I'll ask you something!"

"Okay, please ask, Eighth Prince!" Wang Laoji stood quietly beside Li Chengfeng.
Chapter completed!