At the same time, Li Chengfeng had arrived at the courtyard where Ran Bing was imprisoned.

The worm used to track slowly fell on Li Chengfeng's palm.

Standing on the yard wall, Li Chengfeng looked at the small courtyard with unique scenery carefully.

The yard was empty, only a few figures in the room reflected on the sliding door of the room through the sunlight.

"Eighth Prince, since he is here, why should he continue to stand on the wall?"

"How about sitting down?" A magnetic voice came out through the room door.

Li Chengfeng's footsteps never moved at all without saying that person.

Just kidding, the room can design the old vagina that captures the royal family and all high-ranking officials.

What's more, Baiyue people are masters of using the insects. If they put something in their own tea, it would be over!

In novels and TV series, those protagonists who think they won't be humiliated have no good ending.

Be careful to make the ten thousand-year-old ship, and still wait and see what changes are.

Otherwise, even if you get that space-time fragment, you may not be able to live back.

"If a guest comes to the door, the high priest will not come out to welcome him? Is this Baiyue's way of hospitality?"

Li Chengfeng lay on the side of the yard wall and said lazily.

As the words came to the ground, the high priest Akatsuki in the room walked out of the door with the man in white robe.

The unconscious woman in the strong man's hand was Ran Bing, the Baiyue Princess in Lei Ying's mouth.

Seeing the high priest walking out of the door, Li Chengfeng jumped off the wall and pulled out the Xuanyuan sword behind him and pointed at the high priest.

"Since I'm out, I won't talk nonsense!"

"Take Ran Bing over. As for your Baiyue internal strife, I don't have time to deal with it!"

Chi Ming nodded and threw Ran Bing in his hand towards Li Chengfeng. At the same time, the man in white robe next to him also moved.

He didn't want only Ran Bing, otherwise he wouldn't have taken so much effort to pull Li Chengfeng into the game.

Li Chengfeng seemed extremely calm about the sudden attack of the high priests.

All high returns are accompanied by huge risks.

If this scheming high priest would simply hand over Ran Bing, he would be caught off guard.

Dodging away from the beauty flying towards him, Li Chengfeng blocked Xuanyuan Sword in front of him and blocked the giant scythe and rushed straight to his heart.

The giant sickle collided with the Xuanyuan Sword, and a ball of green insects flew out of the man's bandaged hands and exploded one after another.

Green venom sprinkled Li Chengfeng's whole body, and his clothes were quickly corroded into ripped shirts.

The true energy around him shook, vibrating the venom that stuck to his body.

Looking at the several black marks corroded by venom on his body, a trace of playfulness flashed through Li Chengfeng's eyes.

What he guessed was right. These Baiyue people's insects were like those of the ninjas in the East, and had all kinds of strange methods.

Fortunately, he is immune to all poisons. Not to mention the small poisons of these insects, he will be fine even if he is soaked in a highly poisonous jar.

Li Chengfeng took the initiative to attack after shaking off the corpse of the insect hanging on his body.

The Xuanyuan Sword behind him slowly rose, and Li Chengfeng's fist was covered by cold frost and punched the man in the white robe.

But something strange happened again, and his blow seemed to hit the cotton.

The figure of the man in the white robe disappeared in the courtyard again like last time, like a miracle.

He released his energy with all his strength, but he could not find any trace of the man in white robe.

Li Chengfeng's heart moved and threw the Xuanyuan Sword at the high priest standing at the door of the room.

"Bang!" Xuanyuan Sword burst into a spark in front of the high priest and bounced back.

Many silver insects fell from the white-robed man, and a thin layer of insect corpses were spread out at the sparks.

Seeing this scene, Li Chengfengfeng finally understood why the man in white robe suddenly disappeared.

The spark of the weapon collision just now reflected a reflection in mid-air, indicating that the man in white robe is not invisible in the physical sense.

Although I don’t understand why the aura of the man in the white robe disappeared without a trace.

But the way men can be invisible should be the same as the optical invisibility cloaks of later generations.

Li Chengfeng smiled indifferently, picked up the Xuanyuan Sword and chopped it out in an open space. The man in white robe appeared under the shadow of the cold light sword.

The giant scythe and Xuanyuan Sword collided again, but this time the Xuanyuan Sword split the giant scythe with one sword.

Seeing that his weapon was split open by Xuanyuan Sword, the man in white robe actually threw away his giant scythe and rushed straight to Xuanyuan Sword with his hands.

The sharp claws flashed in the thin hands, flashing cold light, slashing directly at the Xuanyuan Sword body.

Li Chengfeng turned the Xuanyuan Sword and drew a golden light, and dozens of sword shadows flew out of Xuanyuan Sword to imprison the man in white robe.

The white robe on the man was torn apart by the powerful sword energy, and the mask was cut in half and fell to the ground, revealing the terrifying appearance under the white robe.

The man's whole body was covered with bandages, and he was as thin as firewood, but his blood-red eyes were exposed.

Through the gaps in the bandage, Li Chengfeng could even clearly see the dense insects crawling on the man's skin.

"Free style! Fight!"

Seeing that the man in white robe was controlled by Li Chengfeng, he shouted and shouted, trembling with his fingers and pointed at the man in white.

The man let out a long breath of white breath, and bandages all over his body shattered and countless insects flew out of his skin and hit the Xuanyuan Sword Formation.

Only then did Li Chengfeng understand why he could not search for a man's breath before.

It turned out that the man named Feng Lian was not a living person, but should have been a corpse refined by the high priest with some kind of Baiyue secret technique.

He once read records of Gu corpses in Qianshan Library.

This kind of corpse can not only inherit the powerful body of the previous deceased, but also serve as a petri dish to cultivate various powerful worms.

This kind of immortal monster even helped Baiyue resist the attack of the Great Sui Dynasty.

Just as Li Chengfeng was thinking, Chi Dao had completed the guidance, a dark blood mist burst out from Bai Yan's body, intending to break free from the constraints of the Xuanyuan Sword Formation.

The blood-red insects flew out of the white lotus and continued to devour Li Chengfeng's internal strength on the Xuanyuan Sword Shadow, and the white sickle became more and more violent.

"Xuanyuan Sword Art: Imperial!" Li Chengfeng had no time to think carefully and exerted all his strength in the realm of heaven and man.

The Xuanyuan Sword Shadow surrounding Bai Yan changed again as his internal strength continued to inject.

Li Chengfeng stepped into the sword formation, and the Xuanyuan Sword Formation, which had been destroyed, began to become solid.

All the Xuanyuan sword shadows merged into one again, turning into a few feet tall phantoms of Xuanyuan swords, and struggling to slash at the white sickle.

The high priest Akatsuki, who had been watching the battle, couldn't help but frown when he saw this scene.

Bai Yan is a corpse that he has refined for a lot of effort. If it is broken, it will be difficult to make it again.

However, when he remembered the interests after seizing Li Chengfeng, he could still be willing to sacrifice his mere corpse.

The Xuanyuan Sword Shadow fell, and all the insects on Bai Yan rushed out to resist the sword light that was slashing at him.

The black insect swarm and the sword shadow were stalemate for a moment, and then the Xuanyuan sword shadow pierced the insect and fell down, hitting the heart of the white sickle.

Li Chengfeng put his sword into the sheath but still stared at the white sickle that was staggering in the spot.

Intuition tells him that things are not that simple, and that the corpse made with Baiyue secret technique is not the only one!

Sure enough, after a few breaths, the smoke and dust dissipated, and a thin black figure walked out from behind the smoke and dust.

The white sickle's skin was as charred as charcoal as fire, and the insects on her body continued to fall on the ground, covering a layer of three-inch-thick insect corpse.

The insect fell down and exposed the bronze skin of the white sickle and the complex black dense patterns on the skin.

When Li Chengfeng saw Bai Yan coming out alive under the Xuanyuan Sword, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

With his current strength, I am afraid that even the sword of the same level of the celestial warrior just now will not be able to take it.

Bai Yan can actually bear it and continue to fight safely?
Chapter completed!