Qinglong Sect.

Chu Feng thrust out his sword, and the sword light turned into two, and the two turned into four...

In an instant, dozens of sword lights pierced Li Xingci.

So strong!

Gu Ruoyan looked surprised. Is this still the same boy who asked her to protect him?

Not only did he break through to the eighth level of foundation building, his strength was terrifying.

This sword was almost as powerful as the golden elixir, and she thought she would never be able to block it.

Even if it is a vicious animal, it may not be able to catch it.

Seeing Gu Ruoyan's surprised and slightly admiring eyes, Chu Feng showed his confidence as he stared at the audience.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Gu Changfeng, who was his future father-in-law.

As long as he kills Li Xingci today and shows his talent and strength, he can make him recognize him as his son-in-law in the future.

Speaking of which, I owe all of my current strength to the evil beast.

If he hadn't knocked himself off the Soul-Desolating Cliff, who would have thought that there was a legacy of the Ten-mile Sword God under the cliff.

This move is one of the strongest moves in the Ten Miles Sword Art, Sword Rain Galaxy!

"It's not even close."

Li Xingci raised one hand slightly, then suddenly lowered it.

Huge spiritual power burst out from his body, and his white robe flew up, making a hunting sound.

A huge coercion descended from the sky, and the sword light was less than one foot away from the white robe, but it could not get even half an inch closer.

Accompanied by the sounds of metal and stone rubbing against each other, all the sword light suddenly shattered.

The disciples watching all around felt their bodies sinking slightly and hurriedly activated their spiritual power.

Only Chu Feng truly knows how terrifying that pressure is, even if he uses his spiritual power, it is difficult to resist it.

It was like a mountain was falling on my shoulders, and my bones made an overwhelming crunching sound.

thump--

Chu Feng Chujian knelt on one knee, tightly grasping the hilt of the sword with both hands, and held himself up.

Kneeling down in front of the one he loves, he feels like he is rolling through a pool of humiliation, going crazy with hatred.

"Li Xingci!"

Chu Feng's eyes turned red, and a huge amount of blood energy emitted.

He kicked the ground violently with the soles of his feet, and his figure rose up.

The man stabbed out with the long sword, and the sword's momentum was unstoppable.

The opportunity has come!

Li Xingci only held the tip of the sword between his two fingers, his expression was calm and indescribable.

His expression was calm and carefree, and he was indescribably free and unrestrained.

After taking Kanglong Pill, you can exert your own power several times.

He doesn't need any moves, he only relies on his spiritual power to suppress the opponent's head.

This sword seemed to have pierced into a huge stone, and no matter how much Chu Feng used his spiritual power, it was of no avail.

Time seems to stand still.

At this moment, everyone was impressed by Li Xingci's strength.

Just now, I was amazed at the strength displayed by the young man in black, thinking that he was qualified to fight.

Now that I have been slapped in the face, I realize how wrong I was.

This is completely a one-sided crushing!

Everyone looked at Li Xingci again, their eyes filled with awe.

clang--

There was a crisp sound.

Li Xingci flicked his finger, and the tip of the sword deflected.

He leaned forward, slapped Chu Feng's wrist with his palm, and the sword changed hands.

Holding a long sword in his hand, Li Xingci suddenly thrust it out, pointing directly at the opponent's heart.

He drew his sword very fast and was afraid of being interrupted by the old man.

Protagonist's Law: If you cross one level, you can be killed instantly, if you cross two levels, you can completely defeat someone, if you cross three levels, you can narrowly win, and if you cross four levels, you can escape.

Today he is going to break this law!

The long sword thrust out, and the sword body suddenly shook.

Deng Deng Deng.

Li Xing resigned and took several steps back, his palms trembling uncontrollably.

Just now there was a huge shock force on the hilt of the sword, so much so that the sword fell out of hand.

Chu Feng landed and picked up the long sword on the ground.

At that moment, he had already seen the god of death passing him by.

Wang Ping said angrily: "Ximen Twelve, didn't you promise not to interfere?"

If he hadn't taken action secretly just now, the boy named Chu Feng would have been dead long ago.

Ximen Twelve closed his sword-wielding fingers and said matter-of-factly.

"This boy is not worthy of my sword."

Li Xingci took a deep breath, I'm here!

"So unworthy." A cold voice sounded in the air.

Shangguan Yourong, dressed in a white satin brocade robe, came up from the air holding a paper fan, looking indescribably elegant.

Li Xingci raised his eyebrows, there was someone above me.

"Sir Shangguan!" someone exclaimed.

This female official from Weiyang Palace was a confidant of the empress, and no one in Yunzhou knew it.

Now, what is the meaning of appearing in Qinglong Sect?

Everyone looked at Li Xingci, and there seemed to be speculation in their minds.

Ximen Twelve showed a solemn expression: "Does the empress have to intervene in the grievances between the juniors?"

Shangguan Yourong gently shook his paper fan, making his hair float slightly.

"The empress will naturally not interfere in the grudges of the younger generation. I just want to ask for advice on the twelve sword formations of Sect Leader Ximen."

"Very good, I have long wanted to learn Master Shangguan's unique skills."

Snap.

Shangguan Yourong closed the folding fan in his hand, and a chess game suddenly appeared in the sky.

Black and white chess pieces fell from the chess board one after another, hitting Ximen Twelve's head.

"Sword rises!"

Ximen Twelve raised his arms, and twelve lightsabers surrounded his body.

Li Xingci turned his hand, and the Seven-Star Sword that the Empress had rewarded appeared in his hand.

Now Ximen Twelve has been stopped, and only the old man is left.

Oops!

Everyone's eyes lit up, this was a high-level spiritual soldier.

Only powerful monks at the sect master level are equipped with spiritual weapons of this level.

Gu Ruoyan looked at Gu Changfeng with red eyes.

"Father, please save him."

Gu Changfeng said with a cold face: "Shut up!"

Can Zhuque Pavilion intervene in this matter?

So what about Jian Zong, Li Xingci is backed by the empress.

What's more, even if he is willing to take action, how can Wang Ping sit idly by and do nothing? After all, this is in the Qinglong Sect.

This young man named Chu Feng has never heard of it. It is impossible for the Suzaku Pavilion to become an enemy of the empress for this son.
To be continued...