Chapter 1745： : Dao Realm Onmyoji, crushing potential

Faced with Li Chengfeng's behavior of underestimating the enemy, Fuchun Ichiro, who was stepping on the water, felt deep contempt.

His own size can be regarded as a warrior in the realm of heaven and man, and he is even the top group of people in Dongpu.

The opponent didn't even intend to use his internal strength, which meant that he didn't regard himself as a human being at all.

"You are destined to pay the price for your underestimation!"

"Crazy Knife Thirteen: Burn the World!"

Fuchun Ichiro drank the Japanese dialect in a low voice, and a black **** light flashed from the long knife in his hand.

A beast-like whisper sounded from the frivolous knife.

Li Chengfeng was surrounded by hundreds of knives, and he shot out suddenly after staying silent.

"Bang!" The saber light fell, but Li Chengfeng's figure was still standing motionless in the saber light.

And the red blade at the top of the black long knife was firmly stuck in his hand with his two fingers.

"The knife has a natural killing intent and fierceness, it is a good knife, but you can't use its power!"

Li Chengfeng exerted a little force in his hand, and a huge force came from the blade.

Fuchun Ichiro was taken aback by this sudden scene, and for a moment he was caught off guard and dropped the Japanese sword in his hand to Li Chengfeng.

Seeing this scene, the two celestial warriors beside Fuchun Ichiro hurried forward, trying to attack Li Chengfeng with the advantage of numbers.

"I'm optimistic about the Japanese pirates in Dongying Kingdom, this is my China's overlord sword!"

Holding the Japanese sword in his hand, Li Chengfeng raised his eyebrows slightly, and a powerful sword rose from his body.

One mastery is all mastery, he has already mastered the sword posture in Xuanyuan Sword Art, so naturally there is no problem in using the saber posture.

And it just so happened that in the inheritance he had obtained in the Lingnan King's secret collection before, there was a set of sword techniques called Overbearing.

To crush the self-confidence of this group of Dongpu people, it is natural to attack them from their most proud sword skills.

As Li Chengfeng's powerful internal energy continued to rise, the knife in Li Chengfeng's hand became stronger and stronger.

A powerful power that overwhelmed everything oppressed the several Dongying warriors, and the murderous aura inherent in the sword was magnified several times.

The thick dark clouds in the sky seemed to be split by the knife light, and a ray of light sprinkled from the gap in the clouds and mist. It seemed that even God was overwhelmed by this powerful arrogance.

Fuchun Ichiro, who was extremely disdainful just now, widened his eyes in fright when he saw this scene.

The most powerful of their Fuchun family is the Crazy Saber, which focuses on wildness and domineering.

Unexpectedly, now that Li Chengfeng only seems to use a knife casually, it has far exceeded his imagination.

"Death!" Li Chengfeng's sword intent reached its peak, and he drew out the Japanese sword and slashed forward.

At this moment, there seemed to be an ancient fierce beast rushing towards them on the knife, and an extremely sharp knife intention flew out towards the three Dongpu warriors.

Seeing that the sword intent was about to tear through them, an old voice came from the Dongpu ship.

"Sir, be merciful!"

The black shadow rushed out from the Dongpu boat, turned into a black light, and immediately hit Li Chengfeng's blow, blood flew out along the knife light.

"Interesting, it seems that you have other purposes in coming to Datang?"

Li Chengfeng crossed his arms and looked at the Dao Realm warrior in front of him, the light of the Heavenly Demon Body Training Art was shining brightly on his body.

He once heard the people in the enshrining pavilion mention that there are only two Dao realm warriors in total.

Among them, a great monk who claimed to be a sword saint has disappeared for many years, and the one in front of him is obviously not.

Looking at the Onmyoji robes on the other party, it is obvious that they are the Onmyoji from Japan, and they should be the second martial artist in their country.

The other party will appear in Datang, obviously it will not be as simple as coming to ask for advice.

"Sir, I misunderstood. We heard that the Eighth Prince of the Tang Dynasty is about to take over as the crown prince, and we wanted to go to congratulate the Eighth Prince with gifts."

The Taoist Onmyoji was slashed by Li Chengfeng, his face was weak and pale, and he argued.

Onmyojis don't cultivate their physique at all, and most of them use other means to fight against the enemy.

Coupled with the fact that Li Chengfeng had slashed him like this, he could only find a chance to escape with Fuchun Ichiro and the others.

"Really? Unfortunately, I don't intend to let you go!" Li Chengfeng said, punching forward with all his strength.

He absolutely didn't believe the other party's excuse.

I don't know anyone from Dongying country at all, and the other party still acts directly when they come up, which is really unconvincing.

But when he punched out, he only heard an explosion.

The phantoms of the three people in front of them gradually disappeared, leaving only an internal power talisman in place.

"I still want to run!" Li Chengfeng raised his eyebrows, and with all his strength in the Dao realm, he quickly chased after the Dongpu ship.

What he didn't realize was that the river was under his feet.

The onmyoji was taking Fuchun Ichiro, who was shivering, into hiding.

"My lord, you have caused a big disaster!"

The onmyoji transmitted sound into Fuchun Ichiro's mind.

Fortunately, his way is to pretend, otherwise, with the other party's extremely keen perception, I am afraid that the three of them would have to break here today.

That's why he didn't use internal force to fight against the enemy before, because he was afraid that he would be able to escape after fighting with Li Chengfeng.

Fuchun Ichiro didn't have the heart to answer the onmyoji next to him.

Li Chengfeng's knife just now was too terrifying, and it had already left a deep shadow in his heart.

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"Are you not here? Then I will give you a big gift."

With both hands, Li Chengfeng broke the Dongying knife abruptly, turning it into fragments of blades all over the place.

As the internal force in his body stirred again, those blades rose slowly, each with some sharp blade intent.

"move!"

When he turned his hands, the blades spun one after another, and quickly chopped the big Japanese ship into pieces.

The surrounding water surfaces erupted one after another, and several water jets shot out from under the water surface.

After a long time, he still didn't find any clues left by those Dongying warriors, so he could only return to the boat.

"Eighth Prince, what's the matter? Who are those people?" Yu Qi rushed up to greet him.

"Leave the boat quickly! We're going back to Chang'an as soon as possible!" Li Chengfeng looked serious, and UU Reading shouted to Yu Qi beside him.

Only then did Yu Qi realize that things were not that simple this time, she hurried to the stern of the boat and quickly rowed the oars.

There was a wave of water at the stern of the boat, and Li Chengfeng and the two of them hurried towards Chang'an in the boat.

A few hours after they left, those Dongying warriors escaped from under the water and came to the shore gasping for breath.

"The man just now was really terrifying, that kind of suppression far surpassed all the Japanese warriors I know."

Looking at the direction in which the boat left, Fuchun Ichiro kept patting his heart, and he still has lingering fears.

That arrogant and domineering aura and the incomparably sharp knife gesture left a huge shadow in his heart.

"I hope I won't meet such a person in Chang'an!"

The onmyoji also heaved a sigh of relief, looking at the churning river with helplessness in his eyes.

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