Chapter 701： : If he does not die, all martial arts will be abolished!

Otherwise, judging from Li Junxian's current injuries, if he is not treated in time, he will die sooner or later.

Didn't expect the person who attacked him to be so vicious?

Not to mention abolishing Li Junxian's martial arts, but to torture him like this? Let him die slowly in pain?

After all, Li Junxian can be regarded as Li Chengfeng's good friend, and he is also a member of the royal family.

That person dared to treat Li Junxian like this, it can be said that Li Chengfeng's bottom line has been angered.

"Wait, Li Junxian, I will avenge you for this revenge!"

After finishing speaking, Li Chengfeng took out a roll of white thread and threaded the needle.

After he sterilized the needle and sterilized Li Junxian's wound, he began to use needles and threads to sew up the wound on Li Junxian's body.

After the stitching was completed, Li Chengfeng sprinkled some more medicine, and then covered Li Junxian's upper body with a white cloth.

Because, the 108 wounds on Li Junxian's body are basically on the upper body.

Fortunately, the lower body was not seriously injured, otherwise, Li Chengfeng reckoned that even if Li Junxian recovered from his injury, he would have to spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair.

Looking at Li Junxian who was still in a coma, Li Chengfeng sighed, and then went out to buy some medicinal materials, asked Uncle Ta to boil them, and then fed them to Li Junxian to drink.

After Li Junxian finished drinking, Li Chengfeng took his pulse again and found that Li Junxian's pulse had stabilized, so he was slowly relieved.

Although, I don't know if Li Junxian's martial arts can be restored to the past, but at least his life has been saved.

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"Eighth Prince, Eighth Prince, Boss Fan Meng, came back from Juling Pavilion!"

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound at the door.

Li Chengfeng turned his head and saw that it was Lingzi.

So Li Chengfeng ordered Uncle Ta to take care of Li Junxian and go out to meet some people by himself.

Uncle Ta nodded and said yes, don't look at Uncle Ta who looks big and thick, but he is a thick and thin person, and his mind is also very delicate, and he is very good at taking care of others.

As soon as Li Chengfeng walked out of the room, he saw several familiar voices sitting in the middle of the hall of the attic in the west wing.

The man at the head is still the black-robed elder of Juling Pavilion, Elder Wang Laoji.

There are also the land snake Bailong, the dwarf Wang Laowu, the woman in red Cao Xue, the fake Yinyinmen Wu Fei and others, they are all here.

At first, Fan Meng asked them to go to the attic in the west wing, but they didn't go yet.

Later they heard from Fan Meng that it was Li Chengfeng who wanted to see them, so they all came here.

Because the current Li Chengfeng can be said to be the new Pavilion Master of Juling Pavilion and their savior.

Besides, Li Chengfeng is still the eighth prince of the Tang Dynasty, with great talents and amazing martial arts. If Li Chengfeng wanted to see them, how could they not come?

"Haha, Eighth Prince, long time no see, don't come here without any problems!"

Wang Laoji was the first to stand up, clasped his fists and said.

Li Chengfeng also smiled, and said: "Sit down, everyone. I haven't seen you for a long time. Today, I called everyone to the attic in the west wing. I actually have something to tell you!"

"Oh? What's the matter, Eighth Prince?" Wu Fei asked.

"Could it be that we are going to assassinate someone?" said the dwarf Wang Lao Wu.

Cao Xue also smiled slightly, and said: "Could it be that the Eighth Prince missed me, so he specially invited me here just to have a look at me?"

"Go, go, don't mislead the children, Cao Xue, can you seduce our eighth prince? Do you still want to be a princess? Go ahead and dream!" Wang Laowu scolded.

Cao Xue's face turned pale for a moment, and she took out a dagger and pointed it at Wang Laowu's neck, shouting, "If you scream again, I'll cut your throat!"

"Oh, I, I'm joking, sister Cao Xue, don't be angry!"

"Hmph, screaming, I'll castrate you!"

Cao Xue gave Wang Laowu a cold look.

"Okay, everyone, stop arguing, the Eighth Prince has something important to tell us, don't forget who we are now!"

"Yes, Elder Wu Fei!"

Wu Fei still has the right to speak in front of everyone.

As soon as he opened his mouth to speak, the crowd stopped making noise immediately.

Wu Fei continued to ask: "Eighth prince, dare to ask, what do you mean by calling us here?"

Li Chengfeng sighed, and said: "That's right, you guys know Li Junxian, right? The commander of the Royal Guards, master of swordsmanship!"

"Oh, I know him. He is the young man who fought Long Fei last time, right? He is a master of swordsmanship at such a young age? It's really rare! Even I, Wu Fei, dare not win 100% What happened to him! What happened to him?"

Wu Fei asked.

Everyone is also very impressed with Li Junxian.

Li Chengfeng took a deep breath, and said: "He, his martial arts has been abolished! There are 108 scars all over his body, all of which were injured by a single stance of swordsmanship! Just ask, in the whole world, besides me, who else can make a single move?" Released 108 sword qi to hurt people? I want to ask you, do you know who that person is?"

"What? Li Junxian was abolished in martial arts?"

"What? Unleash 108 sword qi in one move? This is considered a super sword master, or a great master, right?"

"Ding, surprise from Wu Fei, naughty value +280!"

"Ding, surprise from Cao Xue, naughty value +250!"

After Li Chengfeng finished speaking, everyone present was dumbfounded in surprise.

Because of Li Junxian's injury, the West Wing Loft is open today and no customers are accepted. Although it is open as usual, it is not open for business.

Therefore, in the entire attic of the West Wing, it can be said that Li Chengfeng's own forces are here.

There was a large group of imperial guards outside the door, standing there stupidly, not knowing what to do.

In the hall, Li Chengfeng nodded slightly, and said: "Yes, I can see that it was indeed 108 sword qi released in one move, not 108 sword cuts! I just successfully healed Li Junxian, So I can't understand how serious his injury is! He was able to save his life by holding his true breath. , will also be greatly reduced!"

"Oh, what a pity, what a pity! A master of swordsmanship so many years ago will surely become a great master of swordsmanship in the future. It's a pity that heaven is jealous of talents!" Wang Laoji began to regret.

He is over sixty years old, and he has only just seen the way of the master.

Li Junxian is only in his twenties, so his cultivation can stand shoulder to shoulder with him?

One can imagine how strong Li Junxian's cultivation talent is.

But all of this is not enough to look at in front of Li Chengfeng who is hanging out.

Li Chengfeng said: "That's right, so I want to ask you, are there any sword masters in Chang'an City who surpass the master?"