In the pavilion, everyone stood up in unison, and seven or eight pairs of sharp eyes looked at the figure wrapped in black robes.

The night breeze is indescribably cool.

Han Junxi smiled, squinted his eyes, and looked at the people in the pavilion with a smile, completely ignoring everyone.

"Want to kill me? It's up to you? ”

As he spoke, Han Junxi slowly raised the bloody sickle in his hand and looked up to the sky and laughed, and the laughter was particularly terrifying.

"It's just a dying throes!"

This strange laugh, mixed with a heavy qi machine, made everyone's bodies tremble slightly, and their hearts trembled, and they finally raised their courage to stabilize their minds.

Huang Shulang laughed, quickly got up, and hugged his fist at Li Qingfeng beside him: "Pavilion Master Li, please do it next!" Avenge me! ”

Li Qingfeng nodded, took out a snow-white blade from his sleeve, and held it in his hand.

"This sharp blade is the heavy weapon of our Daoguan, it is rumored to be a relic of the Beidou Division of the Great Song Dynasty thousands of years ago, and today the old man will use it to kill demons and eliminate demons!"

Huang Shulang and the others looked happy, and hope was rekindled in their hearts.

Luo Tian was the only one with a cold face.

He had already seen that although Li Qingfeng was still pretending to be calm on the outside, in fact, after seeing Han Junxi's ruthless methods, he had already been unable to stabilize his mind and was in chaos.

The three Wu Meng who fought before were all Li Qingfeng's personal apprentices, although they were too arrogant, but they did have some ability to be arrogant, although they were not first-class masters, but at least they had practiced martial arts for many years, and their strength should not be underestimated.

But in front of Han Junxi, they were like three lambs waiting to be slaughtered, they had no power to fight back, and they lost their lives in vain, but they didn't even touch the corners of each other's clothes.

Even a pair of tricks were dug up, and Han Junxi was treated as a pair of playthings, and died a particularly miserable death.

As the master of Wu Meng and the three, no matter how strong Li Qingfeng is, how strong can he be?

Li Qingfeng has never experienced a life-and-death battle in his life, and he has only gained actual combat experience by relying on more than 100 battles, no matter how famous he is, he has a fart!

The battle of life and death is only related to the size of the ability, not the size of the fame!

Li Qingfeng frowned, and his face showed a rare solemnity.

At this point, he has been unable to ride a tiger.

He released so many cruel words before, and even accepted Huang Shulang's five million deposit, if he escaped, how could he continue to mix in Jiangnan Province in the future?

So, under the expectant gaze of everyone, Li Qingfeng shook his sleeves, held his beard with his left hand, and held the snow-white blade with his right hand, held his head high, and strode towards Han Junxi.

"In Xia Li Qingfeng, the successor of Bajiquan in Jiangnan Province, known as the first master in Jiangnan Province! Forty years of martial arts! Please advise! ”

Li Qingfeng had a cold and arrogant face, and he looked quite superior.

On the other side, Han Junxi sneered, swept the blade in Li Qingfeng's hand, and said in a yin and yang strange aura:

"It's not like a teaching, but I'm interested in breaking your neck."

"It's just a villain in the land of projectiles, and he dares to commit murder in my Huaxia? I'd like to see what you're capable of! ”

Li Qingfeng took a step out of his right leg, put out an ancient boxing fight, exhaled a long breath, and his whole body shook suddenly, and the bones of his whole body made a crackling sound.

Huang Shulang and the others smiled.

is worthy of being the owner of Pavilion Li, and he is really mighty!

"Idiot."

Han Junxi just shook his head with a sneer.

In the next second, without waiting for everyone to react, they saw a black shadow flashing, leaving an afterimage where Han Junxi was standing, and his feet kicked continuously, and the ground quickly sank into one deep pit after another!

Bang bang bang!

It was as if the earth was trembling.

Like a man of God beating a drum, the drum rumbles, and the hearts of the people are shaken.

Swish!

Han Junxi stepped forward, and the black bloody scythe in his hand swung out, drawing a large circular arc in front of him.

Seeing the ferocity, Li Qingfeng hurriedly raised the snow-white blade in his hand to block!

Click!

There was a crisp sound of metal breaking in the air.

I saw that the snow-white blade in Li Qingfeng's hand was actually split in two by the sickle!

"How is that possible?!"

Li Qingfeng's body retreated a few meters away, looking at the half-cut blade in his hand, he was suddenly dumbfounded, and almost didn't spit out a mouthful of old blood!

This is the treasure of the town hall inherited from the martial arts hall, why is it so brittle?

This is a relic of the Great Song Beidou Division thousands of years ago!

And the faces of Huang Shulang and the others are even more interesting.

They were still excited and encouraged by Li Qingfeng's divine weapon a second ago, but with just one move, this sword that had been pinned on high hopes was actually broken??

, this Pavilion Master Li seems to be a little ...... It's unreliable!

The corners of Luo Tian's mouth hooked up a sneer, and he said to himself: "Even if it is a weapon from a thousand years ago? Rely all your hopes on a weapon, stupid! ”

"What's more, who said that the older the weapon, the more awesome it is? According to this, the wooden stick in the hands of primitive people tens of thousands of years ago has become a god soldier today? ”

"Tease!"

The next moment, without waiting for Li Qingfeng to take a breath, Han Junxi actually bullied himself again!

Li Qingfeng was shocked, reluctantly threw away the broken blade in his hand, set up his fist, gritted his teeth and rushed forward.

The two fist-to-fist, head-on.

In just a dozen seconds, the two have already attacked each other with hundreds of moves!

Every fist collision would make a dull sound, and the sound in the air was constant, like the sound of firecrackers on Chinese New Year's Eve, and the heavy stone slabs under the feet of the two had long been overwhelmed, cracking finger-thick cracks.

"Die!"

Li Qingfeng shouted loudly, and used the three points of the Hades in the eight major moves of the Baji Fist, and the sword fingers roared, and attacked Han Junxi in front of the door.

Han Junxi sneered, his figure disappeared out of thin air, Li Qingfeng didn't have time to accept the recruitment, and he actually poked a bowl of thick willow with one finger!

Crash!

The trunk of the thick bowl of willow burst in the middle, splashing a puff of sawdust, and the huge canopy branches fell to the ground.

"Pavilion Master Li still has two hits!"

The fierce battle between the two shocked Huang Shulang, and he couldn't help but gasp again and again, with beads of sweat the size of beans flowing from his forehead.

In tonight's battle of life and death, Li Qingfeng is his last reliance, if even Li Qingfeng loses, it will be difficult to save his little life!

"Whoop Woohoo ......"

Li Qingfeng panted heavily, his hair was a little messy, and the white practice clothes on his body had a few holes, looking a little embarrassed.

In the fierce battle just now, in the eyes of laymen like Huang Shulang, the two seemed to be evenly matched, no matter what they were.

But in Luo Tian's opinion, Li Qingfeng was already bound to lose.

From the very beginning, it was Li Qingfeng who was attacking, and there were hundreds of moves, but not a single move hit Han Junxi, and Han Junxi was like playing cat and mouse, just blindly dodging, and did not fight back, as if he was deliberately teasing Li Qingfeng.

This is simply Chiguoguo's mockery!