The Great Tang: God-level Bear Child

The two fought together like two war gods from the heavens.

The tyrannical Gang Qi turned into a translucent barrier covering the entire forest.

Li Chengfeng's swordsmanship was domineering and fierce, and he stabbed Yang Yu from some weird angles from time to time, which made her startled.

However, Yang Yu was at the peak of the great master after all, and Li Chengfeng, who was in the middle stage of the great master, did not fall into a disadvantage for a while.

Her swordsmanship is different from Li Chengfeng's, the soft sword is like a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity, and its moves are fatal.

Although her internal energy is extremely pure at the peak of the great master, Li Chengfeng's internal energy is far beyond the strength of the middle stage of the great master.

Just when the two were inseparable, the battlefield on the other side fell silent.

Under the powerful firepower of the Musketeers, coupled with the well-trained Seven Killers and the Yuwen tribe with high martial arts quality.

After Yang Yu left, the members of the White Lotus Sect who were already at a disadvantage quickly fell into a disadvantage and were unilaterally slaughtered by the Musketeers.

It's just that after the time of two sticks of incense, the ground was already covered with the corpses of Bailian disciples, all of them were covered with bullet holes, and none of them survived.

"Now that these rebels have been dealt with, let's go support the Eighth Prince!" Yuwen Qi, the patriarch of the Yuwen Clan, walked to Xuan Er and said.

Xuan Er looked at Tanlang and Yuwen Qi beside him, and then at the turbulent inner energy and the invisible barrier in the distance.

"The Grand Master's war is beyond our control!" "Especially the Eighth Prince and Yang Yu are not ordinary Grand Masters!"

"Tanlang, you take the Musketeers to support the Eighth Prince, and if things change, you must rescue the Eighth Prince!" Xuan Er said in a deep voice.

Greedy Wolf nodded, and led the Musketeers to the nearby woods.

Xuan Er and Yu Wenqi stayed near the carriage to guard Li Lizhi and Wu Xu who were in the carriage.

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At this time, Li Chengfeng had basically figured out Yang Yu's sword moves, and he waved his Fengshen legs and pulled them back.

"Holy Spirit Sword Art: Sword One Thirteen!" Li Chengfeng shouted softly, and Xuanyuan Sword began to emit powerful throbbing waves.

The holy spirit sword technique was exchanged by him from the system, and each sword move has its own uniqueness.

Among them, Sword Thirteen is the most unique, its strength depends entirely on the strength of the person who wields the sword art.

Since ancient times, powerful people and princes and generals have all been concerned about the general situation of the world, not to mention that he is not only the eighth prince of the prosperous Tang Dynasty, but also a strong man with the strength of a great master.

A powerful momentum poured into the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand from the surrounding space.

Seeing this, Yang Yu didn't dare to take it lightly. He put down the sword in his hand, and his inner power turned into countless white-robed Buddha statues behind her.

The strange thing is that the faces of these Buddha statues are all hideous, and they all hold a **** human head in their hands.

In the very center of these Buddhas is a female Bodhisattva, who is Yang Yu herself.

"Old mother without birth, home in a vacuum, Buddha kingdom in the palm of your hand!" Yang Yu shouted, and the phantom behind him reappeared in the palm of his hand, killing Li Chengfeng with great hostility.

Jian Shisan bumped into the Buddha Kingdom in his palm, and the powerful inner energy collided together, forming a terrifying inner energy vortex between the two of them for a moment.

The inner energy in the two's bodies poured in quickly, but in the end, Yang Yu's Buddha Kingdom chess missed a move, and a subtle crack began to show in the Buddha Kingdom phantom.

"No...it's impossible!" Yang Yu's eyes were full of doubts. As a martial arts genius of the Sui Dynasty, she had studied tricks for decades, but she couldn't compare to this kid whose level was lower than her own.

Seeing more and more cracks in the Buddhist Kingdom in his palm, Yang Yu seemed to see the moment when his dream of restoring the country was shattered.

Kacha, a crisp sound sounded, and the phantoms of the group of Buddhas turned into little fragments and fell to the ground, Xuanyuan Sword stabbed towards Yang Qi with power.

Watching Xuanyuan Sword stabbing towards him, Yang Qi fell into a momentary trance, not knowing what to do.

It wasn't until Xuanyuanjian's sword light slashed across her body and passed through his left shoulder that she woke up and hurried to the side to avoid it.

But even so, the sword qi still invaded her body, and the flow of qi in her body was greatly affected for a while.

Puff! Yang Yu spit out a mouthful of blood in a flash.

Seeing this situation, how could Li Chengfeng let her go, and swung the Xuanyuan sword again to kill Yang Qi.

In the fight just now, he knew how powerful Yang Yu was. If it weren't for him and Jian Shisan's strength, it might not be so easy to win against the realm.

That's why he wanted to kill Yang Yu here. As long as she died, the other members of the White Lotus Sect would have nothing to fear.

Yang Qi closed her eyes and let Xuanyuan Sword stab her. She has no ability to fight back, at least she can choose to die decently.

"Master, I'm sorry... I may not be able to realize my dream!" Yang Yu murmured.

"Ding!" The sound of gold and iron intersecting sounded, and Xuanyuan Sword was actually blocked by a man in black with a golden dagger.

Li Chengfeng took a few steps back to stabilize his figure. He was not unscathed from the confrontation with Yang Yu just now, and even the internal energy in his body was also depleted. The strength is much worse than the heyday.

The man in black seemed to have no intention of fighting. After repelling Li Chengfeng, he grabbed Yang Yu and flew away in a flash.

Li Chengfeng couldn't let it go, Fengshen's legs agitated and chased after him, but the consumption before was too great, after chasing for several miles, he could only watch the man in black take his relatives away.

At this time, the Musketeers who had been on guard outside also rushed over, and they also discovered the man in black just now.

However, the musket had no effect on the warriors in the realm of the great master for a while, and could only watch the man in black leave.

"My lord, it's too late to save you!" Tan Lang knelt on one knee and said apologetically.

Li Chengfeng helped him up: "It's okay, the battle between the great masters is no longer something you can participate in."

"It's a pity that Yang Yu ran away this time~www.readwn.com~ Hurry up to Jizhou, if the White Lotus Sect shows up again, it will be a decisive battle!"

The two returned to the carriage with the Musketeers, and rushed to Jizhou with the Seven Killers and Musketeers.

Before they arrived at the gate of Jizhou city, they met the guard of Jizhou who came to check the situation.

Seeing Li Chengfeng's face turned pale, the armor of the soldiers behind him was covered in blood.

The guard who already knew his identity hastily got off his horse and knelt down on one knee: "This subordinate has seen the Eighth Prince. The Eighth Prince was assassinated in Jizhou, and this subordinate is convicted."

Li Chengfeng didn't say anything, he waved his hand, and led a group of soldiers towards the city gate.

After everything was settled, Li Chengfeng returned to his room and rolled up his sleeves.

There is a bright red blood line from his wrist to the entire forearm.

"Sword Thirteen can actually drive such a powerful force? It's so powerful that it even affects my body!" Li Chengfeng said with a frown.

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