Seeing Li Xiejia being cold and careless, Li Chenfeng lost interest in what he was talking about and said, "Brother Xiejia! Today I will use the swordsmanship of Sword Castle to prove what you learned from Eagle Eye Guest!"
Li Jiejia said coldly: "The purpose of my coming back this time is for one person, but that person is not you. The Eagle Cry Blood Diamond Sword I practiced is a murderous sword. I don't know how to show mercy to the sword. I'm afraid it will happen."
Hurt you!"
Li Chenfeng laughed: "My cousin is joking, whose sword does not kill people, if the sword does not kill people, it cannot be called a sword. To be honest, I have at least ten dead souls under my sword!"
Li Xiejia frowned slightly: "Ten dead souls? You have killed too few people, and there is no way you can be my enemy. If you insist on fighting me, I can only try to keep your hand as much as possible!"
Li Chen laughed angrily: "Haha, okay! Today I will see my cousin, your methods are really as sensational as you say! Take the sword..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the sword was sure to kill, and Li Chenfeng used his special trick: Thunder Escape Sword Technique. His sword was like lightning, and he came to Li Shijia in a flash.
Li Shijia grasped the sword behind his back, and when the opponent's sword was still seven inches away from him, he suddenly drew the sword.
"Remove the sword!"
He shouted loudly.
A banging sound.
The sword in Li Chenfeng's hand flew away from his hand, and the mouth of his right hand holding the sword was bleeding profusely. His face turned pale, and he rolled back in fear, rolling ten steps away in confusion.
"ah……"
There was a trembling sound in the whole place.
Li Chenfeng held his trembling and numb right hand, with only fear in his eyes.
Li Xiejia's expression was as indifferent as usual: "I used three points of strength just now. If you encounter it in the wild and fight to the death, it will be difficult for you to survive just now!"
What he said was categorical, and coupled with the fast and fierce sword blow just now, no one doubted what he said.
Li Chenfeng felt insulted and asked with a livid face: "What is your current level of cultivation?"
"The sixth level of Qi refining!" Li Shijia answered truthfully.
Li Chenfeng grinned: "Sixth level! No wonder you are so tough in your words. If my cultivation level was a level higher than yours, I would be the same person you were then."
Li Shijia shook his head slightly: "Even if you are at the seventh level, you still can't stop my sword. I cast the body when I was six years old, and it took me eight full years to cast the iron-feathered eagle body passed down by my master.
Years ago, you achieved the sixth level. The body you created is extremely weak, and you are destined to never be my opponent..."
Li Chenfeng's face turned red: "Now that you have won, you can say whatever you want, but I just want to say that the future is very long, we will see..."
He got off the stage with a gloomy look on his face.
Li Kezhou in the crowd was thoughtful.
The strength of Li Shijia was somewhat beyond his expectation. The body created by this person was indeed superior in his eyes. It was almost as good as the body that Li Jian had created before him.
Such a body, even among the younger generation of disciples of the Ziji Sword Sect, no one can compare with it.
"It's so strong! Li Chenfeng was born in Sword Castle. He had defeated disciples from two major forces in a row before, and his combat power has been confirmed. But who would have thought that someone as strong as Li Chenfeng would be defeated with a single sword. This is simply not the same level.
of!"
"Li Shijia is born with supernatural powers. He claims to be able to break through five layers of armor at the age of five. It is true that this is not the rumor. He is truly a born swordsman!"
Amidst everyone's exclamations, the short, fat man sitting in the front, Li Kezhou's second uncle, suddenly stood up slowly.
"Shi Jia is very strong. Although I have a son under my knees, he has not liked practicing since he was a child, and his current cultivation level is pitifully low. He doesn't have to fight in this battle. Here are the three sons of the family master. Which of you can go up and fight with Shi Jia?
, if no one comes forward, the third brother will inherit the majority of the family property..."
The man with a goatee sitting next to him was smiling from ear to ear.
Somewhere in the crowd.
Li Yunfan looked worried: "Sister! This Li Shijia is too strong. Do you have the confidence to defeat him? If you lose this battle, I will lose at least thirty thousand worth of spiritual stones. One spiritual stone can be exchanged for one thousand."
Two pieces of gold, this is an incalculable amount of wealth."
Li Yunxia didn't say much and jumped onto the stage.
"Li Shijia! You have come all the way back, and since you are so eager to fight me, I will do as you wish."
Hearing the woman's words, doubts flashed across Li Jiejia's eyes, and then he said calmly: "Yunxia, you are overthinking. I am not coming back this time for you."
"What!"
Li Yunxia's face changed slightly.
Because several of his uncle's cousins had taken action before, and currently, she was the only one not showing up, so she instinctively thought that the person the other party was talking about was her.
It's no wonder she is so confident, because she comes from the "Dianxing Sword Mansion", and this sword manor is the largest force in the land of Youyan, and is the actual controller of Youzhou and Yanzhou. Compared with the Thunder Cloud Sword
The power of Fort, Blue Sword Valley and others has become far more powerful.
Li Shijia said again: "If I'm not mistaken, your cultivation level is currently at the seventh level of Qi Refining. With this kind of cultivation level, you can't block my sword at all. Get off the stage and let someone else from your family come up!"
Li Yunxia prides herself on being a proud daughter of heaven, but when she heard that the other party didn't take her seriously at all, she became furious from shame.
But when he heard what the other person said later, he seemed to have some realization, and smiled coldly: "Another person in my family? You're not talking about that loser Li Mochen, are you?"
Li Shijia frowned inexplicably when he heard this man's tone.
Li Yunxia sneered and said: "It seems that you are training in Black Mountain and have no idea what is going on outside. Li Mochen will not even mention fighting you now. Any sword cultivator at the first level of Qi Refining can make him kneel down and beg for mercy."
Li Shijia's brows furrowed even deeper: "Could it be that everything I heard is false?"
"I don't know what you heard, but he is dead. This is an indisputable fact. Otherwise, you can ask him face to face."
As she spoke, she pointed towards the audience: "Li Mochen! Is what I said true? Are you useless and now you have become a helpless loser?"
"What! Li Mochen is back today too?"
The whole place was in an uproar, cheering and turning their heads to look.
"Is he Li Mochen? The former Purple Sword Sect Li Jianyi?"
"It is indeed him! When he came back four years ago, I once took a look at him from afar. At that time, he was so famous that I was not qualified to rely on him. Now I can't believe that he is sandwiched between us."
"The original genius of the generation, known as the number one genius of the younger generation in the Sword Domain, didn't expect to be reduced to such a state?"
"What is the number one genius? How many years ago was this said? In sword cultivation, new people emerge in large numbers, and there is a big reshuffle every three years. Now the real number one genius in my sword domain is Lu Jianming of the Liyue Sword Sect. It is said that
That is an innate sword fetus. As soon as he is born, thousands of swords roar in a hundred miles, that is the real genius..."