Cheng Tian's speed is very fast, just like a wind.

His long sword was almost stabbed against Li Chengfeng's cheeks.

On the stage, Li Shimin shouted anxiously and drank: "Wind, use swords!"

"Eight princes, the old man borrows my Tianyun sword to you!"

Yun Feiyang was also anxious, why did Li Chengfeng not use Xuanyuan Sword to fight?

You know, the two swordsmen fight against each other, and there is no sword, and they will suffer a lot.

However, Li Chengfeng waved his hand and rejected Yun Feiyang's good intentions. He said: "Don't use Yun Lao, I have a sword, I just want to test it, is Cheng Tian worth my sword!"

"Then, you have to be careful. This guy's sword method is very weird. There is no rules, but you reveal the killing everywhere!"

"I know!"

Li Chengfeng wanted to use the boxing method to compete with Cheng Tian's sword method.

But after thinking about it, this is a kendo contest. It seems that the fisting method seems to foul.

As a result, when Cheng Tian attacked Li Chengfeng again, Li Chengfeng pulled out two long swords directly from behind him.

These two long swords, green and red, are shining under the sun.

This is the two of the top ten soldiers in ancient times.

In terms of power, it is naturally Xuanyuan Sword stronger.

But Li Chengfeng is more accustomed to the use of Mo Xie.

"Xuanyuan Royal Swordsmanship, Long Xiao!"

Li Chengfeng raised his double sword and cut off.

A while of dragons, lightning.

Everyone in the audience was stunned again.

"This is, Xuanyuan Royal Sword Method? My God, isn't this Xuanyuan's sword move?"

"Xuanyuan Fox, what is the relationship between you and the eight princes?"
Chapter completed!