"Let me experience the strength of the first little sword immortal."

Li Jiang's sword swept away the soft sword intent, and then Li Chunfeng looked at the other party calmly.

"You are not my opponent either."

"You have to fight if you are not an opponent."

Li Chunfeng said calmly: "In addition, I think it would be better for you to leave here now."

"Today, no matter what you plan with the person behind you, it is destined to be impossible to succeed."

When Wang Jingjian heard this, his eyes that had not been turbulent were finally slightly turbulent: "Is that so? You are very arrogant and have a very strong tone."

"Li Chunfeng, there is one thing that I haven't told you."

Wang Jingjian did not take back the sword, but he held it directly in his hand, as if he was planning to move to deal with Li Chunfeng.

Li Chunfeng said coldly: "What's the matter?"

Wang Jingjian said lightly: "I have always been resentful to Linglong Pavilion, putting me and you garbage together."

"I never understand, why can you trash be with me, Wang Jingjian, and then call them the so-called Four Little Sword Immortals?"

"This is insulting me, insulting me Wang Jingjian!"

Li Chunfeng grinned: "Is that so? So, do you think there is something wrong with Linglong Pavilion's assessment and have a lot of opinions on them?"

"Then you want to prove yourself today, are you?"

"Yes, you are my stepping stone."

"The next one, it's Jiang Baidao's turn!"

Wang Jingjian finished speaking, like thunder, instantly leaped out, and the world had a moment of black and white intertwined!

Wang Jingjian's figure had already arrived in front of Li Chunfeng. At some point, the sword blade had approached Li Chunfeng's neck.

Fortunately, Li Chunfeng leaned back, then he slid backwards with a little toe again!

Wang Jingjian slashed casually, and the sword aura teared up and broke the ground of the ring, turning into a roaring sword wave and slashed towards Li Chunfeng.

"The Water Stop Technique·The Eighth Style·Elimination!"

Li Chunfeng stabilized his body, then he thought lightly, and a strange aura spread out, and then the Li Jiang sword in his hand gently pointed at Jianbo.

The sword energy that looked amazingly powerful disappeared directly.

"I have heard of the power of Zhishui Sword Technique for a long time. Today's sword is indeed good."

Wang Jingjian seemed to be trying to force the Zhishui Sword Technique. After Li Chunfeng used it, he also used the Sword Technique.

"The sword is like thunder!"

Two terrifying sword auras, like interlaced thunder, suddenly rushed to Li Chunfeng!

Li Chunfeng's expression remained unchanged: "Silent!"

However, this time it seems useless.

The two thunder-like sword auras paused for a second and then continued to attack forward!

Li Chunfeng had to hold his sword to block it. The sound of the sword blade exploding from the sword aura sounded, and the arena under his feet exploded instantly.

"I said, you are not worthy of being named the Four Little Sword Immortals with me, Wang Jingjian!"

After saying that, Wang Jingjian made another sword.

"Sword and Thunder Song!"

The thunder that broke through the sky sounded, and the lightning-fast sword aura blew away Li Chunfeng.

"Shushui Sword Technique·Fourth Style·Sharpening Heaven and Earth!"

Li Chunfeng's sword force spread out, and in an instant, countless sword auras broke through the air!

Just like the surging waves, like a giant ocean beast, engulfing this first little sword immortal!

"Sword and Thunder rush!"

Wang Jingjian's expression remained unchanged, and infinite sword aura appeared, as if it was a thunderstorm and heavy rain.

Boom boom boom boom...

The sword force and sword aura of both sides collided violently, the ring was shaking and the wind and clouds of the world turned sharply.

Everyone was so shocked that they dared not approach.

The entire manor seems to have entered the end of the world!

Too strong, this is the top genius of the younger generation!

Everyone was impressed by this force.

This is a genius, a real genius!

Qin Yang sighed slightly, Li Chunfeng lost.

Wang Jingjian, too strong!

Whether it is the realm of martial arts or the insights of swordsmanship, Li Chunfeng is not as good as Wang Jingjian.

boom!

Suddenly, the world was clear and clear.

A figure slammed heavily on the ground, his whole body covered in scars. He curled up and fell into the crowd, trembling slightly.

Wang Jingjian didn't even have any scratches, and his clothes were not stained with dust.

In terms of performance, Li Chunfeng is much better than Sikong Ruoyue.
Chapter completed!