Seeing the slap from Li Changsheng, Zuo Daorong sneered.

Although he was a little surprised that Li Changsheng had such strength at a young age, he was still very confident and did not think that Li Changsheng had the strength to fight him.

"Boom!"

Zuo Daorong's Taoist robe swelled automatically without wind, and the invisible momentum spread. He raised his head and stepped forward.

"Wow!"

When one foot falls, the tiles on the ground will crack like a spider's web.

At the same time, he put his fingers together, took his fingers as a sword and suddenly stabbed them forward.

There was a thunderous sound in the air.

A blue sword light burst out of his fingers.

Real Qi is released.

At this moment, countless airflow gathered together and suddenly burst near Li Changsheng's body.

Peng Tiexin, sent by Xu Xiaolin to be dispatched by Li Changsheng, is also a master. He can also release his internal strength outside. However, he can only spread his fist strength all over his fist and hit a distance of up to a few centimeters. It is far from being as sharp as a sword as Zuo Daorong. This is the difference between a martial artist and a monk.

Practitioners who practice Qi for more than eight layers are equivalent to the master realm of martial arts. However, in terms of combat effectiveness, early practitioners can overwhelm martial arts. That is because although martial arts practitioners are strong, they are often unable to get close to the practitioners and are defeated by various magical powers and spells.

"Although elder martial brother is only the Ninth level of Qi refining, I'm afraid the strong one in the tenth level of Qi refining is just like this."

Liu Chong was afraid of Li Changsheng's strength and was worried about his senior brother, but now his hanging heart was finally relieved.

"With such strength, no wonder elder martial brother is confident."

Zuo Daorong intended to show off in front of his younger martial brother. He made every effort to use his fingers as a sword. He was murderous and had the power to divide gold and crack stones. He also smiled at the corners of his mouth, waiting for Li Changsheng to shed blood on the spot under his sword.

The sword Qi is flying. Zuo Daorong is like a peerless Sword Fairy. The sound of sword singing echoes in the room.

In Liu Chong's eyes, Zuo Daorong has occupied an absolute advantage.

On the contrary, although Li Changsheng's palm is powerful, it is much worse than Zuo Daorong's sword Qi.

"The Ninth level of Qi training is really extraordinary. Unfortunately, I don't know if I hope to reach this level in my life."

Liu Chong has envy in his eyes.

However, just when the two brothers thought the overall situation had been decided, Li Changsheng's palm finally collided with the sword Qi.

"Go to hell."

Zuo Daorong's true Qi surged, and his sword Qi soared three feet.

Next, the sword hit Li Changsheng's palm, but it only made Li Changsheng's palm shrink slightly. Then, in Zuo Daorong's frightened eyes, Li Changsheng's palm broke the sword light and printed it directly on his chest.

"Spray!"

A loud noise.

Zuo Daorong's real Qi suddenly vented thousands of miles, and his clothes shriveled down. Then his whole body retreated seven or eight steps back. A clear palm print appeared on his chest, and a mouthful of blood vomited out of his mouth.

The blood was also mixed with fragments of the viscera. He stared at Li Changsheng with wide eyes and opened his mouth. The blood continued to overflow.

At this moment, Liu Chong was completely stunned.

My senior brother has broken through to the Ninth level of Qi practice, and he failed so easily.

"Senior brother!"

Liu Chong reacted and rushed to Zuo Daorong.

Zuo Daorong's body shook three times, opened his mouth, didn't say anything, and fell directly to the ground. The Ninth level master of Qi refining completely lost his life.

"Senior brother!"

Liu Chong held Zuo Daorong's body, looked at his gradually lax pupils, and burst into tears for a moment.

He turned his head and looked at Li Changsheng in horror.

"Why, do you want to avenge your senior brother?"

Li Changsheng opened his mouth lightly, but his calm eyes made Liu Chong feel a great fear.

He finally knew that his original judgment was right. Li Changsheng was really an expert in practicing Qi.

Although he has a good relationship with his senior brother, he doesn't have the courage to fight with Li Changsheng at the moment.

Because he knew that he would die if he did it himself.

"Elder martial brother, I'm sorry. You're dead, but I can't avenge you."

Liu Chong thought silently, with a bitter smile on his face.

"How dare I avenge my husband? It's my senior brother. He doesn't know how to live or die. He should be robbed."

"You are far smarter than your senior brother."

Li Changsheng smiled and extended his hand to Liu Chong.

"Take it out."

"What do you mean?"

Liu Chong said blankly.

"Of course it's the treasure given to your elder martial brother by the Cheng family. I heard that the Cheng family has a family treasure to ask your elder martial brother to do it. But when I started with your elder martial brother just now, I didn't notice the trace of the treasure on him. Zuo Daorong only knows you in Chuzhou and must have given it to you for safekeeping."

"My elder martial brother has lost his life for that treasure. Li Changsheng, it's too much for you to kill my elder martial brother and take the treasure?"

As soon as Liu Chong's face changed, the original expression of fear disappeared and turned into a cruel face.

"Ha ha! If you want to steal that treasure, you should say clearly that you are so hypocritical. When your senior brother and I were fighting just now, you could help, but you stood by and watched coldly. When your senior brother died, you left two tears. It's really good acting skills. It's a pity not to be an actor."

Li Changsheng shook his head. His eyes were clear. How could he be cheated by Liu Chong's performance.

"Take it out, or you will end up with your senior brother."

"Li Changsheng, you deceive people too much!"

Liu Chong suddenly stood up and waved a jade gourd in his hand.

The gourd is crystal clear and very beautiful, but Li Changsheng feels strong energy from the gourd.

With the urging of Liu Chong's magic, a blue light from the gourd shrouded Li Changsheng.

This gourd is naturally the treasure given to Zuo Daorong by the Cheng family. It is actually a magic weapon.

Magic tools are very precious things in the monastic world. Every piece needs countless natural materials and earth treasures to be successfully refined. Most importantly, only the strong in the innate environment can be refined.

However, the power of the same magic instrument is also extremely powerful. With the help of the power of magic instruments, practitioners in the Qi refining realm can even fight against the strong in the innate realm.

Liu Chong believes that with this magic weapon, even those who practice Qi for ten layers should drink hate under the attack of this gourd.

This is also the reason why he watched his senior brother die at the hands of Li Changsheng, but did not help.

The temptation of a magic weapon is so great that it can kill him.

"It's ridiculous to think that you can kill me if you have a magic weapon."

Li Changsheng just smiled.

In the endless years, hundreds of magic tools he had blasted with his bare hands, not to mention that it was only a broken magic tool.