Wuhua clasped her hands together and gracefully walked in front of Li Feng.

A Japanese-style sword was thrown from Tianfeng Shirou's hand to Wuhua.

"Yi Dongying: The swordsmanship, I will fight with you, Brother Li, dare to fight."

Wuhua raised the Japanese sword in his hand, and the sword light glowed brightly under the bright light.

He licked the blade and looked at Li Feng coldly.

"why"

Feng asked back.

"Actually, our goal has been achieved. Even if I die, you can't escape this Putian Shaolin Temple. This place has been blocked from top to bottom. I have been fascinated by Xiao Li Feidao for a long time."

Wu Hua said indifferently.

The high wall of the Shaolin Temple is very high. Over the years, a lot of manpower has been spent on building it, just to prevent those... experts from all corners of the world from using Qing Gong to come in.

As its euphemistic name is, it guards the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion of Shaolin Temple in Putian.

"I was really unhappy about the battle at Bamboo Forest that day."

The wonderful monk Wuhua retreated, but he used the light work of crossing the river with a reed from the Shaolin school.

"You asked to die"

Li Feng couldn't help laughing.

"I don't want to die, I just want you to die! To die in my Dongying: swordsmanship.

under. "

Hua Wu said coldly.

"It's ridiculous, you think your swordsmanship.

Stronger than my Dugu Nine Swords, even my Dugu Nine Swords are no match for him, let alone you, a hypocrite Dongying: a dog thief..."

Linghu Chong laughed and said, "The Dugu Nine Swords are really excellent, but there are too many moves and they are too cumbersome."

Master Tianfeng on the side said indifferently, when the promise is good, he can't be called Master Feng. To be precise, he lives in the name of suspended animation and kills Tianfeng Shirou.

"Nine Swords of Dugu is not complicated. If a person's speed is fast enough, the more complicated sword moves can be simplified..."

Li Feng slowly raised the long sword in his hand.

"ridiculous."

Wu Hua looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, and a golden light appeared all over the body.

"It's the Yi Jin Jing!"

Linghu Chong covered his heart and kept vomiting blood.

"I really don't know why these Dongying people covet my Chinese martial arts so much. They have learned so much from us in China, but in the end they want to harm us. It's really hateful."

Chu Liuxiang sighed.

Su Rongrong raised her head and looked up at Li Feng's back, her eyes filled with admiration for a person for the first time.

"I suddenly want to see Big Brother Li's flying knife."

"Use your flying knife, my Dongying: swordsmanship.

, Now with the defensive power of Shaolin Yijin magic, you will not die under your flying knife.

"Wuhua smiled coldly.

Chapter [-]: No Flowers for Death, the next one, Tianfeng Shirou

"why"

Li Feng looked at Wuhua, and there was burning anger in Wuhua's eyes, "Because, Dongying: swordsmanship.

,second to none. "

"it is good!"

Li Feng slowly raised the flying knife in his hand, his heart was lonely and lonely, just because Xiao Li flying knife was too strong, so strong that even Li Feng himself didn't want to shoot easily.

The more evil the opponent, the greater the power of Xiao Li Feidao.

This is Xiao Li Feidao.

No flowers, no flowers, why bother.

"Hey, Chu Liuxiang, do you want to try the taste of Xiao Li Feidao?"

Black Pearl glanced at Chu Liuxiang and asked.

Chu Liuxiang sat aside, "Rongrong helped me up."

"Sorry, Brother Chu."

Su Rongrong hesitated and shook her head, looking at Li Feng in the distance.

It goes without saying that Chu Liuxiang couldn't help but smile bitterly in her heart, she could only support her body, run the Iron Blood Banner Gong in her body, and heal herself.

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