Chapter 712： : Celestial swordsmanship, reprimand!

Layman Bizhu naturally did not dare to hurt Li Chengfeng, because Li Chengfeng was a member of the royal family, if he hurt Li Chengfeng, he would never be in the Tang Dynasty again.

So, Layman Bizhu said calmly, "Eighth Prince, why don't we stop fighting, and I'll come out to meet you, okay? Let's make friends, who is your master?"

"Hmph, now you know how to be subdued? Can't you do it? Bad old man, look at the trick!"

"Xuanyuan Yujian method, 128 sword qi!"

Li Chengfeng yelled loudly, and Layman Bizhu was startled, and hurriedly yelled: "Eighth Prince, I don't want to hurt you!"

Li Chengfeng sneered and said, "Why don't you dare? Come on, if you can hurt me, I will lose!"

"Hey, the heavenly sword technique, 128 sword qi, reprimand..."

Inside the bamboo hut, the layman Bizhu also quickly pinched his fingers and sent out 128 sword qi to fight against Li Chengfeng.

His Cangtian swordsmanship is a unique skill he has practiced for 60 years.

Ten years ago, Layman Bizhu relied on this trick to defeat all invincible opponents in the world, and finally chose to live in seclusion, not caring about world affairs.

Unexpectedly, Li Chengfeng who appeared today made his blood boil again.

However, what makes Bi Zhu very curious is that the eighth prince is so powerful at such a young age? Then who is his master?

It must be a master hidden in the rivers and lakes, or a master of swordsmanship within their royal headquarters.

After all, Nuo Da's world belongs to their Li family, so why is it so strange that there are a few old monsters of swordsmanship who submit to their royal family?

Or maybe the eighth prince was gifted since he was a child.

Anyway, in the eyes of Layman Bizhu, Li Chengfeng's martial arts realm is already comparable to that of a great master.

And he himself has actually reached the half-step perfection state.

So he actually had reservations about Li Chengfeng's move.

When Li Chengfeng sent out as much sword energy, he also sent out how much sword energy to meet him, because Bizhu Layman was afraid that if he released one more sword energy, he might hurt Li Chengfeng, and at that time, he would hurt the prince of Tang Dynasty on his back If you are charged with the crime, then it is really a dead end.

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"Another 128 sword qi? Old guy, it seems that your cultivation is really not easy!"

Li Chengfeng roared loudly, his eyes slightly surprised.

A sigh came from inside the bamboo house, and said: "Oh, the Eighth Prince's martial arts, isn't it so amazing? Compared with you, this old man is just a waste of practice! When I heard your voice, this old man is only about seven or eight years old. That's all! Eighth Prince, you can reach such a level in martial arts cultivation at such an age, you are truly a rare genius!"

"Stop talking nonsense, tell me quickly, why did you hurt Li Junxian, the commander of my Royal Guards?"

Li Chengfeng asked.

Layman Bizhu said: "If I say that I didn't hurt him, would you believe me?"

Li Chengfeng said with a smile: "Of course I don't believe it anymore. May I ask, in the entire Chang'an City, besides you, who else can use swordsmanship to injure Li Junxian and abolish his martial arts? Also, you kidnapped me It is also an indisputable fact that my sister is Princess Changle of the Tang Dynasty!"

"Wait a minute, Eighth Prince, old man, when did I kidnap your sister, Princess Changle? Even if this old man has the heart, he doesn't have the guts?"

"Ding, doubts from Xu Pingcang, naughty value +300!"

Xu Pingcang?

It seems that this old man is called Xu Pingcang?

Moreover, he can exude so much doubt value, is it true that Li Junxian was not hurt by him?

But Li Lizhi is in his bamboo house? This is what Li Chengfeng saw with his own eyes, and it is an indisputable fact.

Li Lizhi was injured and was on crutches.

If this old man hadn't kidnapped Li Lizhi, how could Li Lizhi appear in this bamboo house?

"Stop pretending, you still don't admit it, right? Well, the prince will beat you until you admit it today!"

Li Chengfeng was angry.

With witnesses and evidence in front of him, what else is there to say, old man?

So no matter how he explained, Li Chengfeng would not believe him.

"Great Master Sword Art, Xuanyuan Yu Sword Art, One Sword Transformation Qi, 300 Sword Art!"

"Om..."

Li Chengfeng still had some reservations, and used the strongest sword technique under the most perfect way of swordsmanship, the Great Master Sword Art.

At the same time, the wind was fierce and howling.

All the falling bamboo leaves turned into sharp weapons in Li Chengfeng's hands.

Any bamboo leaf can kill people invisible.

"Hey, Eighth Prince, old man, I really don't want to hurt you, but if you want to force old man to take action, you will offend me!"

"Tiancang swordsmanship, 300 qi per sword..."

"欻..."

That Layman Bizhu has actually reached the strength of the late Grand Master?

Li Chengfeng was a little surprised.

This layman Bizhu is indeed a rare master.

As the two fought, the sword energy was reckless, and countless bamboo blades flew out, cutting off one bamboo leaf after another, and cutting off one bamboo pole after another.

"It's coming again, it's coming again, this time the bamboo leaf sword is more ruthless, 300 swords per move?"

Behind Li Chengfeng, Wang Laowu and the others shouted in surprise.

They finally understood why Li Chengfeng said before that if you are in danger, you should run away quickly.

Because, not only can they not help Li Chengfeng, but they will also make him mess up.

"Is this the battle at the Grandmaster level? It's really terrifying!"

Both Wang Laoji and Wu Fei stared at the battle scene ahead with frowns.

Fortunately, Wu Fei has this magical iron pot, otherwise they would have no choice but to escape.

"Who did the Eighth Prince learn this martial art from? Isn't this too powerful?"

"Where is this martial arts? This is simply fairy art, it can't be compared, it can't be compared!"

Cheng Feilan and Cheng Feixue were already stunned.

And Gao Chen's face was full of joy, because he knew that there was absolutely nothing wrong with his apprenticeship with Li Chengfeng.

Judging from Li Chengfeng's performance, whether it is literary talent or martial arts, he can be regarded as a first-class master in the world!

"The 308th sword..."

Li Chengfeng shouted loudly, and continued to add swords upwards!

"Rebuke..."

And that layman Bizhu just gave a light reprimand, and caught up with Li Chengfeng's swordsmanship.

Li Chengfeng was also a little puzzled.

He could see that Layman Bizhu was giving way to him, so he hadn't used all his strength.

However, why wasn't he testing him?

If he wants to play, then he will accompany him to the end.

"Hehe, Layman Bizhu, it's too boring for us to add sword after sword! I'm going to get serious next time, I hope you can catch my sword energy!"

"Haha, alright, then let the old man take a look, Eighth Prince, what are your real abilities!"

Layman Bizhu laughed out loud.

Although Li Chengfeng's martial arts were already very powerful, layman Bizhu thought, could it be that his martial arts practiced for more than 80 years could not be compared to a child under ten years old?

Then I really have no face to see people.