Li Zi shook his head, picked up the cyan long sword in his hand, and walked towards Fang Jianping.

Fang Jianping looked at him and sneered, don't say three moves, one move will make you lie down!

He already knew Li Zi's strength among the colonels, and at most he had built the foundation to the peak of cultivation, and he had been a god for many years, and among the green mountains, except for Chu Xiaoyao, only Chen Xiaoping was equal to his strength.

And since the master proposed to let him and Li Zi make three moves, it also means that the master has completely seen the strength of the other party.

Fang Jianping lifted the soft sword in his hand and walked towards Li Zi.

Jiang Zhenhai stood aside and sneered: "Tut-tut! The Venerable Lord of the South Building made a move on a junior disciple, Liufeng, you see how my face is red." ”

Fang Jianping was embarrassed for a while, he glared at Jiang Zhenhai fiercely, just as if he didn't hear it.

Jiang Liufeng in the distance was helped to Jiang Zhenhai's side at this time, and asked, "Fourth uncle, can Li 13 block the three moves?"

Jiang Zhenhai stared at the air with a serious expression, and shook his head: "The difference in realm strength is too big, let alone three moves, if you can take the next move, it will make me look at it differently." ”

"Fourth uncle, is there really no chance at all? Li Shisan once defeated me!" Jiang Liufeng said.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Zhenhai still shook his head: "It's impossible, Qingshan uses a sword to establish a sect, and the killing move is extremely strong, but now it's a realm competition, Qingshan's sword path has always been only going forward and not retreating, competing in the same realm, you say that he can beat Fang Jianping's despicable and shameless guy, I believe it! ”

After listening to Jiang Zhenhai's words, Jiang Liufeng couldn't help but sigh, he didn't expect things to develop to this point, at this time, he could only hope that Li Zi would ask for more blessings and be able to get away with the three moves of Jianping below.

At this time, in the sky, Fang Jianping had already begun to use his first move against Li Zi.

Li Zi knew that Fang Jianping was very strong, and from the moment Fang Jianping stood in front of him, he felt a huge pressure coming towards him.

He knew that this was the suppression of his aura by the powerhouse of the Transformation God Realm, so when Fang Jianping and the middle-aged woman's gaze fell on him for the first time in Longhu Mountain, he felt a huge pressure, and at that time, the little red sword in his body couldn't help but tremble faintly.

And now, when Fang Jianping began to truly regard himself as an opponent, Li Zi suddenly found that within the Qi Mansion, the little red sword was suppressed to the death, and no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break free!

And now that he is facing Fang Jianping's first move, he doesn't even have the courage to pull out the cyan long sword to deal with it!

How so?

Li Zi thought in shock.

"What is he doing?" said Jiang Liufeng on the ground, looking at Li Zi.

"He should be able to appreciate the strength of a god realm powerhouse now!, I'm afraid that after this move, the result will be separated!" Jiang Zhenhai said as he stood aside.

Watching the white light soft sword slowly coming towards his head, Li Zi's heart suddenly filled with boundless fear, could it be that in front of Fang Jianping, he didn't even have the ability to draw a sword?

That's impossible!

Li Zi shouted in his heart.

"The way of the sword is bumpy, how can you give up easily!"

Li Zi's mind suddenly sounded, and when he crossed the sword spirit, the tall ancestor flew to his side and said the same sentence.

Inside, a loud sword roar sounded,

The small red sword suddenly broke free from the restraints around it, and the boundless sword intent in the sky frantically surged into Li Zi's hands.

And the white light soft sword had come to the top of his head.

The plum, which was motionless, suddenly moved.

The cyan sword seemed to be responding to his call, and its body radiated cyan light.

The white light soft sword swept in, and the cyan long sword came out!

As soon as he made a move, he was ruthless.

Scold!

The white light soft sword rebounded violently, and the tip of the sword almost bounced into Fang Jianping's face.

Fang Jianping hurriedly took a few steps back quickly, and with a flick of his wrist, he stopped the rebound of the soft sword.

In the sky, on the ground, everyone looked at the young man opposite Fang Jianping with shocked eyes.

The young man still held a cyan long sword in his hand, but the long sword seemed to have the aura of a stegosaurus.

"What was that?" someone asked.

"Like....... It seems to be the sound of a sword. ”

When the white light soft sword swept overhead, it was the sound of a sword roar emanating from Li Zi's body.

At this time, the small red sword in the Qi Mansion regained its freedom and jumped happily, and countless sword intents seemed to emanate from its body as if it were inexhaustible.

In the Qi Mansion, three or four pale white shadows appeared, and it was faintly seen that it was a model of a sword.

Not to mention Li Zi at this time, the sword intent exuded from his body was suppressed by Fang Jianping's realm, but it was like a dragon raising its head, making people dare not look directly.

"You....... Aren't you building a foundation and cultivating it?" Fang Jianping looked at Li Zi with wide eyes.

At this time, Fang Jianping suddenly remembered that the monks of the world must first marry the golden pill and then give birth to a primordial infant when they cross the foundation, but Qingshan does not have these two realms.

"You........ You're already in the Sword Spirit Realm?" Fang Jianping gasped.

In just over a month, the young man in front of him had already crossed the foundation and cultivated into a sword spirit, what a terrifying cultivation speed was this?

Behind him, the broad-robed young man squinted at Li Zi, and said secretly in his heart: Is he born with a sword spirit?

He suddenly widened his eyes and said to Fang Jianping: "Jianping, go all out!"

"Yes, Master!" Fang Jianping turned around and bowed.

"What was that?" someone asked.

"Like....... It seems to be the sound of a sword. ”

When the white light soft sword swept overhead, it was the sound of a sword roar emanating from Li Zi's body.

At this time, the small red sword in the Qi Mansion regained its freedom and jumped happily, and countless sword intents seemed to emanate from its body as if it were inexhaustible.

In the Qi Mansion, three or four pale white shadows appeared, and it was faintly seen that it was a model of a sword.

Not to mention Li Zi at this time, the sword intent exuded from his body was suppressed by Fang Jianping's realm, but it was like a dragon raising its head, making people dare not look directly.

"You....... Aren't you building a foundation and cultivating it?" Fang Jianping looked at Li Zi with wide eyes.

At this time, Fang Jianping suddenly remembered that the monks of the world must first marry the golden pill and then give birth to a primordial infant when they cross the foundation, but Qingshan does not have these two realms.

"You........ You're already in the Sword Spirit Realm?" Fang Jianping gasped.

In just over a month, the young man in front of him had already crossed the foundation and cultivated into a sword spirit, what a terrifying cultivation speed was this?

Behind him, the broad-robed young man squinted at Li Zi, and said secretly in his heart: Is he born with a sword spirit?

He suddenly widened his eyes and said to Fang Jianping: "Jianping, go all out!"

"Yes, Master!" Fang Jianping turned around and bowed.