He was dressed in a blue shirt, his face was like white jade, and his golden crown sparkled in the sun, giving him an air of nobility.
Guo Gong's Mansion is located at the city gate in the north of Chongming City. Although it is guarded by guards, there are many people coming and going, most of whom come to admire the style of Guo Gong's Mansion. Guo Gong's Mansion is a transcendent existence in Chongming City.
Outsiders who come to Chongming City will always feel like they are doing something in vain if they don't take a look at Yiguo Gong's Mansion.
Song Zhifan's voice sounded like thunder in the sky above Chongming City. People immediately raised their heads and looked in the direction of the Duke's Mansion. Knowing that someone had come to provoke the manager Chu Li again, they couldn't help but shake their heads.
People around the Duke's Mansion rushed over to watch the excitement.
Since Chu Li became famous all over the world, there have been so many people coming to challenge Chu Li like this that it is overwhelming. Most of the time, Chu Li does not need to come forward in person, and the guards of the Duke's Mansion are sent away directly.
The martial arts of the guards of the Duke's Mansion are getting stronger and stronger, and they can handle almost any challenge. These challengers are all people who want to become famous and blockbuster in one battle. They have good martial arts skills, but they have not yet reached the top.
"Everyone, stand down!" Chu Li's voice sounded long and loud, resounding throughout Chongming City.
The guards who were about to pounce on him to question and send him away suddenly took a few steps back, stood on the steps of the gate, stared at Song Zhifan with eager eyes, and did not come any closer. Chu Li's majesty grew stronger and he enforced orders and prohibitions.
Chu Li, wearing a fluttering white robe, walked through the gate of the Duke's Mansion, came to the steps, looked at Song Zhifan, and said with a smile: "Master Song, you still dare to come here? After defeating once is not enough, you have to come again?"
"Chu Li, you will definitely die this time!" Song Zhifan pressed his hand on the hilt of his sword and said in a deep voice.
The aura around him began to surge. This was to prevent Chu Li from suddenly using the God-Slaying Sword to avoid being plotted. As soon as Chu Li appeared, he used the Heaven-Slaying Technique, and his whole body merged with the sword.
Although the sword on his waist cannot be compared with the Heaven-Slaying Sword, it is still a rare sword. It cuts iron like mud, blows hair and breaks hair, and blends in with the whole body, reaching an indestructible level. It is not afraid of Chu Li's God-Slaying Sword.
Chu Li chuckled and said: "Okay, you said the same thing last time, what do you want to compare with?"
"Swordsmanship!" Song Zhifan pressed his sword and said coldly: "Don't think that you can always win if you beat me last time. This time..."
Chu Li waved his hands and said, "That's it, let's get a lucky draw."
Song Zhifan snorted and said, "What kind of lottery?"
Chu Li pointed to the long sword on his waist and said with a smile: "This sword of yours is a treasure sword, right?"
"This is natural!" Song Zhifan snorted: "It cuts iron like clay, it is a real sword."
"How does it compare to the Sky-Slaying Sword?" Chu Li said.
Song Zhifan hesitated for a moment and shook his head: "It's better than that."
Chu Li smiled and said: "Okay, this sword of mine is the Fuhu Divine Sword. It is the sword that has killed spiritual tigers. Where is yours?"
"Chengying Sword." Song Zhifan hummed: "The sword comes out without a shadow."
Chu Li nodded: "If you can beat me, this Fuhu Divine Sword will be yours. As for the Sky-Slaying Sword, you still have to give up!"
"Okay, if you defeat me, this Shadow Bearing Sword will be yours!" Song Zhifan said.
Chu Li nodded: "In that case, let's compete. Let's change the competition method this time, so as not to say that I bully you and fail to fulfill my friendship as a landlord!"
"How to compare?" Song Zhifan frowned, feeling vaguely that something was wrong.
This Chu Li is full of tricks and tricks. He doesn't know what tricks he is playing, so he should be careful not to fall for it.
Chu Li said: "I won't fight back this time. If you can defeat me within ten moves, I will admit defeat. If you can't defeat me within ten moves, then I will win. How about that?"
"Huh?" Song Zhifan's mind quickly turned to see if there was a trap.
Chu Li said with a smile: "If I don't fight back, or dodge, or take a hard hit, I will lose if I fight back. In this situation, if you can't defeat me in ten moves, then it doesn't count as a defeat?"
"...Okay, you are not allowed to wear armor or use weapons." Song Zhifan was shameless for the sake of safety.
Chu Li laughed, shook his head and said, "Can't you wear armor?"
"Of course!" Song Zhifan hummed, "What if you were wearing a treasured garment? How could I hurt you?"
Chu Li shook his head: "What about the weapons? If the weapons can't be used, it's better to just surrender!"
"If you don't want to compete, then forget it, let's see the truth under the sword!" Song Zhifan sneered.
He just wanted to force Chu Li to see what tricks he was playing.
Chu Li thought for a while and sighed: "There is really nothing I can do when I encounter a shameless guy like you. Well, then there is no need for armor or weapons. I don't have armor in my clothes, right?"
"That'll do!" Song Zhifan hummed.
Chu Li nodded: "Come on, let everyone witness the ten moves. Let Master Song use them!"
"Look at the sword!" Song Zhifan yelled, and his whole body suddenly shrank, as if he had become shorter and thinner. In fact, his body shape did not change. It just gave people this feeling, which was the operation of the tenth level of self-sacrifice magic.
The God Field that he had restrained suddenly emitted, and the people around him felt the surging power rushing towards them, like being hit by a huge wave, and they were involuntarily swept up and flew into the air.
Chu Li shook his head and flicked his long sleeves.
People immediately landed lightly, and the violent power disappeared, like a spring breeze, and they suddenly felt a sense of survival. They couldn't help but clasped their fists and saluted Chu Li, thanking him for his life-saving grace.
Chu Lidao: "Why does Master Song use such tricks!"
Song Zhifan sneered, took out the Shadow Sword from its sheath, and turned into a scorching light and shot towards Chu Li.
Chu Li stretched out his hand to block it.
"Bang!" Amidst the muffled sound, Chu Li's palm flashed with purple gold light, as if the palm made of purple gold blocked the tip of the burning sword.
Everyone could not see clearly the appearance of the Chengying Sword. They could only see a light sword. The light of the sword reflected the fine details of Chu Li's purple gold palm. The palm was slender and well-proportioned, which looked very comfortable.
Chu Li raised his voice and said: "One move!"
"Huh, come again!" Song Zhifan snorted, feeling awe-inspiring.
He never thought that someone could block his Heaven-Killing Technique with flesh and blood!
This sword is already at its peak. The tenth-level divine skill of sacrificing one's life plus the Heaven-killing Technique is extremely powerful. Even the heavenly beings dare not block this sword. Chu Li is able to block it. Is it possible that he is stronger than the heavenly beings?
Thinking of this, he suddenly became furious. He was a genius. The Heaven-Slaying Technique, which he originally planned to practice in half a year, was completed in less than a month. It was really a gift from heaven. It was faster than he imagined. He admired himself more and more. He never expected that he would do it.
Chu Li cannot be killed.
Is it possible that this Chu Li was born to be his nemesis and was specially made to restrain himself?
The anger in his heart surged, and he struck harder and harder. All his strength was concentrated in one sword, and he stabbed hard again.
"Bang!" Chu Li still blocked the tip of the sword with his palm, looked at Song Zhifan calmly, shook his head and said: "Swordsmanship like this is the Heaven-Slaying Art? It's an exaggeration. It turns out that the Heaven-Slaying Art is so powerful, it's really shocking
disappointment!"
"Ah!" Song Zhifan roared, his whole body suddenly lit up, as if a flame burst out from his body, and the sword stabbed again.
"Bang!" Chu Li took a step back and removed the powerful power from the sword. The purple-gold brilliance of his right palm flashed, almost turning into pure purple.
He shook his head and laughed: "It still doesn't work, how many tricks have you tried?"