Martial arts world broken void

Chapter 235 Do You Like Mu Yuyang?what the hell
"Accepted!"

Li Changsheng smiled lightly, then passed the sword behind his back, and Chen Changfan hurried over to catch it.

"How is it possible? How is it possible?"

The sound of the flute remained the same, but Su Sanliu was already stunned, dumbfounded, with an expression of disbelief.

what happened?Could it be that Li Changsheng still won?Everyone was also stunned.

As a few drops of blood fell from Su Sanliu's arm, the result finally became clear, Li Changsheng really won.

How can this be! ?The power of that sword just now has reached the point where Huo Zhenfang and other masters in the heaven list dare not say that they can continue, how can Li Changsheng be able to catch it?And can it hurt Su Sanliu?Could it be that his martial arts has surpassed Huo Zhenfang?The answer is yes, but no one wants to believe it.

"I lost." Su Sanliu finally accepted the reality and lowered his proud head.

"Mr. Su's swordsmanship is supernatural, could it be from the Holy Land of the Cave Heaven?" Li Changsheng said.

Cave Heaven Holy Realm! ?Everyone's eyes lit up.yes!With such a sharp swordsmanship, perhaps there is only this cave in the holy land in the martial arts world!
Su Sanliu didn't answer, but turned around and left silently, leaving only the extremely lonely figure behind.But everyone present, including Li Changsheng, believed that Su Sanliu was definitely the descendant of the Cave Heaven Saint Realm.

Li Changsheng didn't stop him, because it was unnecessary, the muscles and bones in his right hand were broken, and he could no longer use a sword.

Li Changsheng suspects that it is the sword technique in "Seven Styles of Cangming", which is almost to the extreme. Of course, it may not be the complete sword technique, but it is also very likely to be a weakened version, just like the "Liuyun School" of the Liuyun School. Yunfei sword thirteen styles' the same.Sure enough, the Heavenly Cave Saint Realm has the sword moves of "Seven Styles of Cangming". It seems that the trip to the Heavenly Cave Saint Realm must be put on the agenda.

"Wu Lilu..."

Sitting on a branch not far from Liuyun Mountain was a beautiful woman in white clothes in her twenties who played the flute.

"Shushasha..." Footsteps sounded, and Su Sanliu slowly came under the tree.

The whistle stopped abruptly.

"Senior Brother Su." Nali said.

"I lost." Su Sanliu said with a dejected face.

"Why do you care about winning or losing?" the beauty said indifferently.

"That's right! I didn't care about winning or losing before, because I never lost. Only when I lost did I realize how unaffordable I am to lose." Su Sanliu sighed.

"Besides winning or losing, people should have other things to care about." Li Ren pointedly said.

"Yes! Fortunately, I still have my junior sister. As long as my junior sister is by my side, I can cheer up again." Su Sanliu said affectionately.

"Senior Brother Su, I'm just helping you, you don't have to." The beauty looked a little flustered.

"Junior Sister, you know how much I love you, why do you always avoid me?" Su Sanliu asked, staring at Li Ren.

"Brother, stop talking. By the way, I should go. Junior brother Mu is still waiting for me. To finish that ensemble of qin and flute, we need to work together again." Li Ren said as she floated away from the tree. Next, we are about to leave.

"Junior Sister, what's wrong with that Mu Yuyang? You must be with him." Su Sanliu suddenly said angrily.

"Brother, what are you talking about? Our Dongtian Holy Land and Tiandu Holy Land have always been friends, so what if we play a piece of music together?" Li Ren frowned.

"What's wrong? Who are you lying to? In vain I have been sincere to you for so many years, that Mu Yuyang is only younger and handsomer than me, and you are fascinated by him." Su Sanliu growled.

The beauty's eyes suddenly became serious, she stared closely at Su Sanliu and said: "Yes, I just like young and handsome! You are so old, and you still want to chase me, I am very annoyed! Why don't you take a mirror to look at it? Wrinkled, who would like an old man like you!"

After the beauty finished speaking, she left like the wind.

Su Sanliu was dumbfounded, she just kept chanting, "Your face is wrinkled, who would like an old man like you!"

After a long time, Su Sanliu found that the beauty had gone far away, her left hand was stroking the crippled right arm, there was no arrogance or unrestrained expression on his face, replaced by a sinister and fierce expression.

"Dongfang Feiqiong! Mu Yuyang! Li Changsheng! You all deserve to die! I, Su Sanliu, swear that even if I fall into the evil way and never be reborn forever, I will drag you all into hell!"

……

After Su Sanliu left, Li Changsheng faced Taoist Qingfeng again.

"Daoist Qingfeng, what do you say that your guest has lost?" Li Changsheng said.

"Hehe! This, that, if you lose, you lose, so be it." Taoist Qingfeng said vaguely.

"Oh! You think so?" Li Changsheng said with a mocking smile.

"What? You can still kill me? I won't fight back. I'll see if the heads of the seven sects can do it." Taoist Qingfeng played a rogue.

"Kill you? Killing you is light. The dignity of the seven martial arts sects cannot be desecrated. You Dongling sect will have to pay the price for this." Li Changsheng said.

Huo Zhenfang stood up and said, "That's right, the dignity of the Great Sect cannot be desecrated. If other sects also learn from your Dongling Sect, we will only deal with challengers, how can we have time to practice martial arts?"

Monk Yuanhui and Taoist Lingshuzi also spoke in succession, agreeing with Huo Zhenfang's opinion.

Taoist Qingfeng's face turned pale when he heard this, knowing that the position of these big factions was on the side of Liuyun faction.

"Hmph! My Dongling Sect has thousands of disciples, and I am afraid of your Liuyun Sect? Come on, as long as we lose a hair, your Liuyun Sect will wait for the siege of my Dongling Sect's thousands of disciples." An elder from the Dongling Sect stood up and said.

"A hair!?"

Li Changsheng sneered, flicked his finger, and a sword light flew out, hitting the heart of the elder of the Dongling Sect.

"Uh! Ah..."

"Pfft!"

The elder of the Dongling Sect fell to the ground, and he was already dead.

Everyone's eyes shrank, and Li Changsheng's finger turned into a sword, killing people invisible, with extraordinary power.

"Li Changsheng! How dare you kill my sect!" Taoist Qingfeng shouted.

"So what if you kill him? With your martial arts, you can only talk about it." Li Changsheng smiled disdainfully.

Taoist Qingfeng blushed, but he didn't take a step forward. He really didn't dare to fight Li Changsheng.Even Su Sanliu was defeated, and he was not an opponent, so he was looking for death if he went up.

"Okay, my Dongling faction admits it, what do you think should I do?" Taoist Qingfeng said, poking his neck.He thought to himself, no matter what, let's save his life first.

"Since you admit it, then I will punish you lightly. You bring all the troublemakers, kneel down and kowtow to my Liuyun faction." Li Changsheng said calmly.

"Li Changsheng! You're bullying too much!" Taoist Qingfeng jumped up and shouted.

The head of the Dongling sect wants to kowtow to plead guilty?Are the disciples of the Dongling Sect still in the arena in the future?Which disciple of the Dongling Sect has the face to mess around in the world?For the Dongling Sect, this condition was more excessive than killing their leader.It's just that in Taoist Qingfeng's mind, whether the face of the Dongling Sect is important or his life is more important.

(End of this chapter)