Li Luo then took action twice more, using only a flying sword and easily won the victory.
This also led to increasing calls for Bing Wu to leave home.
On the other side, Yue Hexuan, Bai Yan and Li Xiuzhu had gathered together to watch the battle of Wenjian.
Yue Hexuan praised: "As expected of Bingwu Lijia, a genius rarely seen in a hundred years, he is truly amazing.
It seems that I will most likely lose this bet."
"Not bad." Bai Yan smiled.
Li Xiuzhu still had that serious face, and he said: "Your disciple has leaked the news about Liu Jianli's recovery from injury. How long do you two want to keep it a secret from me?"
Yue Hexuan's expression froze, Bai Yan coughed dryly, and his smile slowly faded away.
This is a bit embarrassing.
"Although I'm not sure what the final result will be, I think we can discuss in advance how the three kendo masters in the future will teach martial arts to outsiders." Li Xiuzhu said calmly.
These words obviously exceeded Yue Hexuan and Bai Yan's expectations: "Brother Xiuzhu, you?"
Li Xiuzhu took a breath and said, "Li Jia has been stuck in its ways for too long. It's time to change."
Yue Hexuan and Bai Yan looked at each other and said with a chuckle: "Actually, the two of us have already made a plan, which is to establish a kendo alliance!"
...
While the three masters of the three kendo families were discussing important matters, the competition on the sword platform was in full swing.
"Okay!" Those who supported Sword Emperor City clenched their fists and shouted excitedly, while those who supported Bingwu Lijia stopped their activities.
Just because Bai Wushuang took action!
He went on stage three times and faced his opponents. Each time he only used one sword and won the victory!
That sword move is so swift and violent that it’s hard to deal with it!
Many people are guessing what the scene will be like when Bai Wushuang and Li Luo fight!
Is it the ghost weapon sword box of Bingwu Lijia that is more powerful, or the extraordinary swordsmanship of Sword Emperor City?
Someone said with emotion: "He is indeed a person who can be called a swordsman with Liu Jianli. This swordsmanship and appearance really live up to his name, unparalleled in the world!"
"I wonder if she and Liu Jianli are standing together, whose appearance is better?"
For most people, Liu Jianli and Bai Wushuang only exist in rumors. Regarding their appearance, many people only know that they are beautiful and beautiful, but they have never seen them with their own eyes.
Now that they have met Bai Wushuang himself, they are naturally more curious about the rumored Liu Jianli.
At this time, one person said in a joking tone: "Didn't this person say that his wife is Liu Jianli? It would be better if we just asked him directly."
As soon as these words came out, everyone looked sideways.
"Yes, brother, tell me, which one of them is more beautiful?"
Qin Feng rubbed his chin, thought carefully, and replied: "If it is when not eating, Bai Wushuang and my wife are the same."
A group of people sneered, thinking that Qin Feng was still bragging.
But some people asked curiously: "Why do you say when you are not eating? Is there any reason?"
"Because that guy eats without caring about his image and is very slovenly." Qin Feng sighed sadly, such a beautiful woman, why did she have a mouth.
"You mean, you and Bai Wushuang had dinner together?" One person said in surprise, and his tone was obviously unbelieving.
"Strictly speaking, every time we have dinner, she has to shamelessly come over." Qin Feng said the truth.
When the people around him heard this, they fell into silence. One person clasped his fists and said in admiration: "Brother, I have never convinced anyone when I brag, but today I am convinced.
It’s really rare to see people brag as seriously as you do, and it’s all connected.
Even if you say that Bai Wushuang is also your wife, I won't be surprised."
Why doesn’t anyone believe me when I tell the truth?
Qin Feng shook his head helplessly. Suddenly, he felt a chill down his spine.
Next to her, Lan Ningshuang's gaze is quite intriguing...
"Brothers, don't tease him. If he likes to brag, let him brag. Anyway, ten thousand taels of silver is real money.
As we all know, Liu Jianli failed to cross the tribulation and was half-paralyzed, making it impossible for him to participate in this battle of swordsmanship.
He even said that these ten thousand taels were to support his wife, which really made me laugh to death."
Hearing this, the others wanted to respond, but several exclamations interrupted their thoughts.
"Look, look, who is that woman from the Wanjian Sect?"
"How amazing is his appearance?!"
"Wearing white clothes and conquering the country, how come he is so similar to the rumored Liu Jianli?"
"Don't be ridiculous, Liu Jianli's meridians are damaged in half of his body, how can he still stand?"
"But apart from her, how could there be such a woman in the world?"
"She...she can't be Liu Jianli."
Qin Feng looked up at the sword platform and raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Look, my wife is on stage."
"It's Miss." Lan Ningshuang and Heitan Tou said at the same time.
At the same time, Liu Jianli on the stage also looked at Qin Feng and nodded slightly, as if to say hello!
When everyone saw this scene, their eyes widened. They looked for the beautiful figure in white clothes and turned their heads stiffly to look at Qin Feng, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.
Could it be that what this young man in black said before was true?
The most shocked ones were undoubtedly Bingwu Lijia and his party, because they had met Liu Jianli!
Although they had heard from the female disciple of Wanjian Sect that Liu Jianli had recovered from his injury, the shock of witnessing it with their own eyes still caused huge waves in their hearts!
Back then, the scene of the other party poking the young master with his finger seemed to be vivid in his mind.
What a coincidence, Liu Jianli was fighting against a disciple of Bingwu Lijia. Unfortunately, this disciple's legs were shaking slightly uncontrollably.
There are a lot of people in the audience. If you were hit by a finger in front of so many people, you might want to die.
Liu Jianli asked softly: "Are you ready?"
The male disciple took a deep breath and said, "Please draw your sword and teach me!"
He said the word "draw the sword" with a strong accent, hoping that the other party would give him face and not defeat him with one finger.
Unfortunately, Liu Jianli did not understand the underlying meaning of his words.
The blue hair is fluttering, and the energy is like waves.
The male disciple only felt a trance, his body was floating in the air, and he was knocked out of the sword platform!
Seeing this, Li Luo grabbed the male disciple with his right hand and took him back to Bingwuli's home.
The poor male disciple was still confused, thinking three questions in his mind: who am I, where am I, and what just happened?
"What's going on?" a fellow disciple asked anxiously.
"I...I don't know. When I came back to my senses, I was already flying. It must have been because of my strength." The male disciple almost cried.
When everyone heard this, they took a breath of cold air. This male disciple was not weak in Bingwu Li's family. He was a fifth-level Shenwu, with a clear mind and a third level of sword intent.
But now Liu Jianli can deal with such a fifth-grade master without even using his fingers?
They once again recalled the scene of Wenjian Wanjianzong back then, and all looked at the handsome young man.
Li Luo's face looked a little ugly. He gritted his teeth and said, "What do you think I am doing?!"