Sword guarding Chang'an

Chapter 259 Three Swords Beat You

The third sword!
Who is Li Chunfeng?
The legendary swordsman of the Tang Dynasty never speaks big words. As a swordsman, he is taciturn. Since he speaks out, he has full confidence in himself.

When a swordsman fights with a human being, even if he is absolutely sure, it can only be said that he is [-]% to [-]% sure.

But now, Li Chunfeng's words are fully assured, and he has [-]% confidence in his heart.

The third sword.

The second sword, fly up!
Not far behind, Li Jianbai quietly watched the battle situation, the senior was willing to teach the sword, and the junior naturally learned humbly.

To deal with carrying the tripod, Li Chunfeng could not use the second sword at all, but Li Chunfeng still moved.

Show off your yin and yang kendo, let your opponents see it, let your juniors see it, let yourself see it, let the world see it!
It can be said that Li Chunfeng can use double swords, which is very rare!
Li Jianbai watched carefully, and what he was watching was not a battle, because even though Carrying the Tripod was in its heyday at the moment, he had also entered the golden body, far surpassing Li Chunfeng's level.

But there is no suspense in this battle at all.

Therefore, Li Jianbai is watching the sword, admiring the sword, and realizing the sword.

"Black and white swords, the way of yin and yang, the division of sun and moon, the difference between day and night, the change of heaven and earth..." Li Jianbai muttered to himself, understanding the way of Tai Chi.

The way of the sword is one of the three thousand ways.

Kendo is also all-encompassing.

Although the sword is a weapon, but there are countless kinds of sword intent, the sword of love, the sword of ruthlessness, the seven emotions and six desires, the love and hatred, the wind and thunder sword, the heaven and earth sword...the rhythm sword...all kinds of swords.

The sword can also evolve into any kind of avenue in the world.

Li Jianbai realized that he understood the meaning of swordsmanship, but he wanted to determine his own sword intent and swordsmanship.

"Senior..." Li Jianbai called softly.

Li Chunfeng nodded, and the two swords evolved. Fighting and carrying the tripod is no longer a single sword, but two swords together!

One black and one white, controlled by Li Chunfeng.

Li Jianbai watched carefully, and found more and more that the real sword is not black and white double swords, but the real sword is the senior!

It's Li Chunfeng!

At this moment, Li Jianbai understood what was much clearer.

You yourself are the most powerful sword in the world!

The pressure to carry the tripod doubles!

He felt great hatred in his heart. Ever since he was revived in the Undead Cult, he has been suppressed and beaten by Li Chunfeng since he was born!
In the past, at the same level, it was fine to lose.

But now that he is already in the realm of golden body, will he still lose to Li Chunfeng in the late Xiantian stage?This made the tripod itself unacceptable.

I am in the lineage of body refining, and I was born with a small vajra body, but now that I have stepped into the golden body, my vajra body has been completed.

But facing Li Chunfeng's sword, he was still injured.

The double swords evolve into the sun and the moon, and evolve into black and white to the extreme.

In an instant, he backed back again and again, above the domain, he had already retreated again and again, it was not a combination of Li Chunfeng's moves at all.

"Once the third sword strikes, can you block it or not?" Li Chunfeng sneered, watching the black and white swords flanking each other and attacking the cauldron.

Facing the third sword, facing the attack of black and white, Zai Ding didn't block it, because he knew that he couldn't block it, and he couldn't break this move at all.

"Admit defeat, retreat, spare your life!" Li Chunfeng sternly shouted.

Gritting his teeth, he was extremely angry in his heart. He thought that he would be able to avenge his shame by becoming an invincible King Kong, but now he is even more ashamed and angry!

"If that's the case, then die." Li Chunfeng didn't talk nonsense, the opponent didn't retreat, and he himself gave a chance. The third sword, the black and white swords, cut down together!

The black and white twin swords, combined into one, directly erupted with a burst of extreme power.

This kind of power has surpassed what the entire Divine State can carry in terms of realm, strength, and swordsmanship.

The space is distorted, carrying the tripod and raising his own big hammer, raising the hammer to hit the sky, to meet the third sword of black and white.

boom!
There was a violent muffled sound, and the earth shook!
This loud noise surpassed the explosion of explosives, it was like thunder and fire, and the gods were angry.

The big tripod hammer directly shattered all over the place, and it was broken and lost.

And Zai Ding was also injured by the shock of the third sword, his seven orifices were bleeding, and his whole body was seriously injured, as if he was demented.

"Ahem..." After a long, long time, carrying the tripod with a giant hammer smashing into the sky, he finally regained consciousness from the shock.

He let out a demented cough, then swallowed the blood that flowed from his nostrils, and finally there was a "puff puff puff" of blood all over the ground.

Li Chunfeng didn't say anything more, now it seems that this tripod bearer has lost most of his cultivation, basically he has no hope of cultivating in this life.

And in this very moment.

Not far away, suddenly.

The contemporary sword god of Shenzhou stepped out, and he is Yang Dingxin of the Shenzhou Jianzong!

He and Li Chunfeng are brothers and sisters, they have national hatred and family hatred, and they have love and hatred!

"Brother."

"Senior brother."

The two greeted each other.

"You want to stop me?" Li Chunfeng asked coldly. Obviously, Yang Dingxin appeared at this time, and his intention couldn't be more obvious.

"Yes." Yang Dingxin didn't say much, but admitted directly.

"Why?" Li Chunfeng asked.

"There is no reason, as I said before, I owe a favor to the Undead God Cult, and I need to pay it back, and your sword, which surprised me. We should also have a duel, after all, you and I The outcome of life and death has not yet been decided."

"Okay." Li Chunfeng couldn't refuse, because in Shenzhou, even Yuan Daogang, the leader of the Taoist sect, and the master in the back mountain of the academy are not as good as Li Chunfeng in terms of swordsmanship.

In discussing swords and proving swords, only Yang Dingxin in front of him is his opponent.

The two are confidants, friends, fellow students, and rivals in life and death.

The two had feelings, hatred, and love... and they killed each other because of this.

"Senior." Li Jianbai shouted again.

"I'll hold him back, you rush to control the cracks in the boundary barrier." Li Chunfeng said softly. Obviously, no matter how confident Li Chunfeng is, he can't defeat Yang Dingxin.

"Okay." Li Jianbai nodded.

The young man is not watching the battle, because the battle between these two senior swordsmen has not been something he can watch until now.

"Boy, you stay." At this moment, carrying the injury, Zai Dingqiang blocked Li Jianbai's way.

"Heaven has a way, you don't go, there is no place, you break in!" Li Jianbai shouted coldly, a seriously injured golden body, who was almost killed by the three swords of his predecessors, dared to stand in front of him.

It's simply suicide.

Li Chunfeng also said: "Our battle, how about waiting?"

"Yes." Yang nodded reassuringly.

Li Chunfeng's black and white swords flew into his back, put them back into the scabbard, looked at Li Jianbai and said, "This man is just for you to practice... let you see the strength of the golden body, don't let me down."

"Don't worry, senior, you have almost destroyed him. If I still can't kill him, I will destroy my hands and stop lifting the sword!"

Hearing this sentence, I felt great hatred, and I was humiliated again!

This time, the one who humiliated himself was a 16-year-old boy with a weak crown, a yellow-haired boy!
"An invincible warrior who is not bad, please enlighten me." Li Jianbai deliberately teased, performed a sword salute, and muttered to himself: If I can kill him today, I can brag about him in the future, and I will kill him too. A swordsman who is not bad.

(End of this chapter)