Li Chengkong said lightly: "The Wanlang Qiantao Sword, but that's it!"

"Okay! Come again!" Li Qinghong smiled and another sword, and the sword light turned into a thousand piles of snow and swept Yuan Ziyan.

Yuan Ziyan stood motionless, her face covered with frost.

Endless anger is surging.

She always thought she was very close to the Grand Master.

As her martial arts became stronger and she made rapid progress, she saw that film that would break with a slight poke, and felt that she would not have to step into the Grand Master in a long time.

I never saw Li Chengkong showing his power, and Li Chengkong kept his breath, so he always had an illusion that he thought that the Grand Master was just like this.

This made her lose her awe for the Grand Master.

At this time, I met Li Qinghong, and my body was frozen and unable to move, as if a mountain was pressing her down, and I couldn't struggle no matter how hard I struggled.

Even if she had extremely strong internal strength, she could not be used at all, and the invisible power suppressed her.

She is like a statue now, and can only wait obediently to be killed.

This feeling made her angry and wanted to whistle to the sky.

Zhao Qide and his nine men retreated 300 meters away in one breath, their faces pale as paper, their hearts were pressed by big stones, and they had difficulty breathing.

"Grandmaster!" Zhao Qiren was still scared and whispered: "Be good, I actually met the Grandmaster, so I'd better run away!"

"How can we escape?" a middle-aged man whispered: "If she loses her life, we will die."

"What should I do?" Zhao Qiren said angrily: "Can we go and save it? That's purely seeking death and dragging people down."

Their lives were tied to Yuan Ziyan.

As soon as she thought, they would die. She would die, and they would die too. They would die in different lives.

"Quiet!" Zhao Qide said in a deep voice: "Look."

"Brother, if we don't find a way to help, we'll be dead!"

"If you don't speak, just help me!" Zhao Qide said coldly: "Shut up, the battle between the great master may not have the chance to meet in his life. It is a rare adventure!"

Everyone was stunned, then nodded suddenly, and quickly stared at them.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding..." With the sound of clear sounds, the two swords attacked again and again.

They could not see anything unusual, as if they were fighting with ordinary martial arts masters, and they fought with sword skills.

But Li Qinghong's sword was faster, the sword light was more gorgeous, and the surrounding trees were shattered one after another ten meters away.

Yuan Ziyan's master and Li Daoyuan's swordsmanship are simple and unpretentious.

He didn't seem to be good at swordsmanship, but he just barely blocked and prevented Li Qinghong from killing Yuan Ziyan.

This made them feel worried that they would not be able to stop Li Qinghong's sword any time, so Yuan Ziyan's head would be in danger.

The two of them waved their swords around Yuan Ziyan, one sword after another.

The nine people could see each sword clearly, but as Li Qinghong's face changed, they gradually couldn't see it clearly.

After swords one after another, dozens of swords passed, the power of the Wanlang Qiantao Sword had increased several times, and the smile on Li Qinghong's face gradually disappeared.

The confident, determined, elegant and calm temperament gradually disappeared. The handsome face was as gloomy as iron, and the cold light burst out in his eyes, as if he wanted to eat people, Yuan Ziyan couldn't help but think of the evil wolf.

It turns out that this is Li Qinghong's true face. His previous elegance and calmness are just a concealment and artificiality.

Zhao Qide and the others looked heavy.

At this time, each sword of Li Qinghong became different. With one sword, the sky appeared with a fierce wave, as if the huge waves were emptying and hitting the cliff.

Even if they are so far away, they can feel the water vapor.

His sword, which was one third narrower than the ordinary green edge sword and one third longer, seemed to be able to tear the void and move the angry waves in the sea.

"Brother, I'm afraid..." Zhao Qiren said softly.

The surroundings were so quiet that all the chirping birds seemed to disappear, and the insects stopped chirping, as if they were feeling danger like them.

But unlike them, they all ran without a trace, and they could only stand here and watch.

Seeing that Li Chengkong's sword was ordinary, he barely resisted the long sword carrying huge waves, and was about to collapse and could not resist it.

Zhao Qide whispered: "Look at Miss Yuan!"

Everyone was attracted by Li Qinghong's sword. At this time, they turned their eyes to look at Yuan Ziyan and found that Yuan Ziyan had closed her eyes at some point. Her beautiful face was quiet and quiet.

She seemed not standing in the middle of the sword with the turbulent waves, nor was she facing the situation of being cut off at any time, but was standing on the top of a beautiful mountain, experiencing the gentle breeze and bright sunshine.

"I am worthy of being a girl!" Zhao Qiren exclaimed.

Everyone nodded.

They absolutely cannot do this. Not to mention anything else, the momentum emitted by the great master is enough to crush them. How can it be peaceful?

If you have any worries about your life at any time, how can you be careful?

Li Chengkong shook his head and sighed: "The skills are here!"

The power on Li Qinghong's sword has been soaring, stacking it up again and again, and one sword is stronger than another. But now, the power on the sword has finally reached its limit and no longer skyrockets.

He has been calculating and simulating deduction in his mind, looking for flaws in this sword technique.

"Swish!" Li Chengkong suddenly stabbed Li Qinghong's chest with a sword.

Li Qinghong's sword tip flew past his throat, and he leaned back gently, avoiding it with a slight slightest margin.

Li Qinghong's long sword stopped abruptly, stopped in the air, looked down, and saw that his heart was stabbed, he showed an incredible look.

Li Chengkong let go of the hilt of the sword with his right hand, formed a seal with his left hand, and then gently patted Li Qinghong's chest.

"Pop!" Li Qinghong let out a light cry.

"Bobobobobobo..." Then, this crisp sound was heard continuously, as if small stones were thrown into the deep well.

"You..." Li Qinghong's green eyes quickly dimmed, and an unbelievable look was frozen on his face.

Li Daoyuan didn't understand sword skills at all. He just held a sword and instinctively resisted it again and again, and was defeated by himself at any time.

The Ten Thousand Waves Swords of His Wild Waves have never been so refreshing and refreshing. After hundreds of swords in one breath, they reach the peak and the next sword can break through to the next level.

The next sword can completely defeat him, but why?

Why can you use such a strange sword without knowing the sword technique? It is caught off guard and cannot be avoided?

As the great master of Tingchao Jian Pavilion, I was actually in this foreign land, a desolate land, and it was simply...

When he thought of this, darkness finally swallowed him.

Li Chengkong nodded with satisfaction.

Under the Demon Subduing Seal of Tathagata, he can get Li Qinghong's memory and know his origin at that time.

He reached out and quickly touched Li Qinghong's body, and put everything into the cave, including the long and narrow sword.

After doing all this, his momentum was completely restrained, and he seemed to be weaker than Zhao Qide and the others.

Zhao Qide and the other nine breathed a long sigh, the huge pressure dissipated, and they were able to breathe freely.

Li Chengkong was already empty, and the trees and stones within a radius of 100 meters disappeared, turning into an extremely flat square.

They stepped forward and saluted respectfully, congratulating him on his victory.

"It's just a lucky person," Li Chengkong shook his head: "Don't bother her."

"Miss, is this..."

"It should be a breakthrough." Li Chengkong said.
Chapter completed!