In the early morning of the next day, Li Chengfeng left Wannian County with Gong Shuli.
"What is behind your back? Why are you carrying this thing?"
He looked at the wooden box in the schoolbag behind Gong Shuli, feeling a little confused.
This member of the Gongshu family, who mastered mechanics, worked all night to make a wooden box?
"Eighth Prince, look after you!"
Gong Shuli smiled faintly, took off the wooden box behind him, and tapped it three times.
Immediately after the sound of the lock, the wooden box was slowly opened, revealing countless square boxes inside.
He took out a small piece of wood from the middle left and right, and threw it upwards.
I saw the small wooden square gradually deformed in the air, turning into a small three-foot-long sword.
"See, Eighth Prince!"
"It's all things that I prepared in advance, and there may be useful organs on the road!"
Li Chengfeng nodded deeply, with a smile on his face.
Gong Shuli, a prodigal son, has no skills in martial arts, but he is quite talented in mechanism skills.
It was only one night, those lumber and nails that were useless in my hands.
It's a rare genius to make him do so many things.
"Not bad! Let's continue on our way!" After a glance, Li Chengfeng rode forward with Gong Shuli.
The two directly bypassed Lanzhou and moved forward at high speed, heading towards Shanzhou not far away.
But as soon as the two walked out, they were blocked by the Yellow River in front of them.
Fortunately, there is only a waterway from Lanzhou to Shanzhou, and there are many people boarding boats here by the river outside the city.
Just when the two were about to go forward to board the ship, there was a sudden gust of wind behind them, and a familiar voice sounded.
"Li Chengfeng! Hand over that manufacturing drawing!"
Li Chengfeng had a dark feeling in his heart, and when he turned around, he saw Tianshu in a black and red robe.
"You go first! Go to Shanzhou City and wait for me!"
He reached out and grabbed Gong Shuli by the collar, and threw it to the big boat by the river.
Gong Shuli, who hadn't reacted yet, became a trapeze and landed directly on the cabin.
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He opened the back basket and subconsciously wanted to go down to help.
But thinking of his father's tragic death that day, he fell into hesitation.
"I can only drag the Eighth Prince down in the past, why not leave early!"
Gong Shuli calmed down, looked at Li Chengfei on the shore, and nodded emphatically.
The big boat sailed away slowly, and soon there were only Li Chengfeng and Tianshu left on the shore.
The wind from the river blew by, and the two men stood facing each other lightly in their robes.
Tianshu had already stepped into the Dao realm.
Now I don't know why after the last fight, he felt that his strength was not advancing but retreating.
But Xie Yun didn't bother to care about it, the real difficult one was that Chi Bu who was difficult to understand.
He had to make a quick decision to get rid of Tianshu quickly.
"Xuanyuan Sword Jue, Sword Eight: Wind and Cloud Rises!"
Li Chengfeng poured his internal energy into the black-toothed sword in his hand, and in an instant the clouds and mist on the sword were as real as it was illusory.
And the boundless sword light is hidden in the cloud and mist, and it may attack at any time.
Facing Li Chengfeng's Xuanyuan Sword Art, Tianshu showed a strange smile on his face.
"Is this the Xuanyuan Sword Jue that your lord mentioned? I don't think so!"
After finishing speaking, Tianshu drew out the sword at his waist, and rushed towards Li Chengfeng quickly.
"Bang!" The black-toothed sword broke through the clouds and mist on the sword, and the golden sword headed straight for Tianshu.
"The giant python swallows the sky!"
Tianshu raised his sword to fight back, and the blade bent under the action of internal force, like a giant python coming out of its nest.
The two swords intersected, and Xie Yun and Tianshu clashed with each other, colliding constantly.
The golden dragon transformed by the black-toothed sword and the giant black python fought with each other, their internal forces colliding with each other.
But Li Chengfeng's Xuanyuan Sword Jue has gone out of his own way after all, how could Tianshu be able to match it.
The blade of the black-toothed sword crossed Tianshu's chest, leaving a bloodstain.
Tianshu stepped back quickly, touched some blood on his chest with his fingers, and licked it.
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The bloodshot eyes in his eyes became more and more vigorous, and the whites of his eyes were gradually covered with scarlet, making him look like a madman.
"Li Chengfeng, the last time I fought against you was interrupted by the master."
"Today, I will repay all the hatred of that day!"
Tianshu picked up the sword in his hand again, but this time the sword seemed to be stuck in his hand, like a finger.
His swordsmanship has also changed, and the already open and closed swordsmanship has become more violent.
Li Chengfeng was suppressed by this set of sword techniques for a while, temporarily fell into a disadvantage, and turned from offense to defense.
But he also discovered the strangeness of Tianshu.
The black long sword seemed to come alive, continuously absorbing the essence and blood from Tianshu's arm.
The two had only fought a hundred times, and Tianshu's strong arm was already withered.
But the long sword still didn't stop, constantly squeezing Tianshu's blood.
At the same time, the strength of his internal force and sword intent are constantly improving, and he vaguely intends to return to the Dao realm.
However, Tianshu, who has improved so rapidly, also has an obvious determination.
That is, the energy and blood in his body is insufficient, and it is inevitable that the internal energy will not circulate evenly in such a state.
As long as he finds this position, he can defeat the enemy with one blow and reverse the situation.
While thinking, the two quickly exchanged hundreds of moves, and Li Chengfeng finally caught the place where the internal force was blocked.
Just when the weird long sword intersected with the wrist, it was obvious that the internal force and blood flow were not flowing smoothly.
"It's now!" Li Chengfeng yelled softly, and left the black-toothed sword in his hand.
Using one to turn into ten, using ten to turn into a hundred, they turned into sword shadows all over the sky and flew out together in an instant.
"It's a good move. With this sword, we will be divided into two, and we will decide life and death!"
Tianshu chuckled, grinning all the way to the ears, making it look even weirder.
The sword intent on the black long sword soared to the sky, transformed into a long sword several feet long, and met the rain of swords as numerous as a cow's hair.
"Ping-pong!"
The black giant sword kept destroying those sword shadows.
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Tianshu stood in a black robe with his hands behind his back, standing in the shadow of the sword, like a demon facing a challenge.
And Li Chengfeng wore plain clothes, and pulled out several phantoms to shuttle through the sword rain, with an imposing manner that left the world and was independent.
The two collided, and the rain of swords gathered in one place, and chopped down towards the top of Tianshu's head.
"Puff!"
The sword shadow pierced into the blocked place of Tianshu There was a crisp cracking sound from his wrist, and the whole body was bleeding from all seven orifices.
"It seems that I lost in the end!" Tianshu staggered forward, barely supporting his body with the long sword in his hand.
Li Chengfeng was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, Chi Bu disappeared, and his spirit changed after a long time.
"Cang Langlang!" The long sword was unsheathed, bringing up a **** light, and the **** head rolled down.
After dealing with Tianshu, Li Chengfeng didn't stop, and rushed along the river to Shanzhou City.
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About an hour after he left, Chi Bu appeared on the battlefield just now.
Looking at the unrepentant Tianshu in front of him, he snorted coldly.
"What a waste, the exercises taught by adults have never beaten that kid!"
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