Li Changsheng came on the field with a wooden sword, except for Ling Feiyan, no one else took him seriously.

He Feilong said to a disciple beside him: "He Xiliu, you go, don't hurt him too hard, your aunt's face is not good-looking." ”

"Yes! I'm going to beat him up and spare him a little life. He Xiliu said loudly.

"Hahahaha......"

He Feilong's disciples burst into laughter.

He Feilong also smiled, thinking in his heart that He Xiliu's victory over Li Changsheng was already a matter of being captured, and he had never worried about anything. Du Feiyun's two disciples had already lost to Chu Xiuyun, what disciple could Ling Feiyan have compared to Du Feiyun's disciple?

"Ahh "Han Wuxie's voice came from behind the 'Cloud Smoke Pavilion'.

"Senior Sister Han, don't worry, they are not the opponents of the second senior brother. Hu Changwei said.

It turned out that they were left behind by Li Changsheng, but they were afraid that they would miss the 'good show', so they performed light skills, and they also came to the faction at this time.

"I'm laughing to death, if I want to beat Senior Brother Xiliu, I really dare to say it!"

"It's just two old hats who have never seen human blood, what do they know?"

A burst of ridicule sounded behind He Feilong.

"Senior brothers, I'm going. He Xiliu made a handsome move and went on the field, as if the victory was already his.

Li Changsheng watched his performance coldly, like watching a clown.

He Xiliu was very puzzled that Li Changsheng had such an attitude, how could he dare to look at me like this? Aren't you afraid that I will stab him a few more times? Or was he born with dementia?

He Xiliu drew his sword, but only drew his sword.

Because his wrist had begun to bleed at some point.

He didn't see clearly how Li Changsheng came out of the sword, but Li Changsheng must have made a sword, because the sword in his wrist was bleeding.

In an instant, he understood why Li Changsheng looked at himself with that kind of look, it turned out that he was really a clown!

Li Changsheng's sword speed was indeed very fast, so fast that He Feilong and Chu Feihong only saw the sword shadow flashing, only Du Feiyun and Ling Feiyan clearly saw how Li Changsheng's sword stabbed out and how to stop it.

Du Feiyun snorted, just talking about the speed of the sword, Li Changsheng had definitely surpassed Gao Changzhi.

Ling Feiyan was both pleased and sad about Li Changsheng's swordsmanship, if he could teach Li Changsheng's advanced swordsmanship, Li Changsheng wouldn't have to practice this kind of swordsmanship to win with speed.

He Feilong and Chu Feihong were both inexplicably shocked that Ling Feiyan actually had such a disciple!

He Feilong is better, his eldest disciple is inferior to Li Changsheng in terms of speed, but his swordsmanship is very strong, and he may not lose to Li Changsheng. Chu Feihong knew that Chu Xiuyun would not be able to stop Li Changsheng's sword no matter what.

This is also Li Changsheng's helplessness, he doesn't dare to expose too many details, so he can only win with a fast sword. If people knew that his skills were deeper than Du Feiyun and the others, his trouble would be too great. Even if some of them are exposed, it is very inappropriate to be able to compare with He Feilong and others in terms of skill.

"Next!" Li Changsheng said coldly.

He Feilong turned his gaze to Chu Feihong, who pretended not to see and twisted his head to the side.

"Henan Liu, you go up. He Feilong could only call himself an apprentice.

Henan Liu came out with a bitter face, and said secretly: Master is too partial, obviously he regards himself as cannon fodder, and leaves the opportunity to the senior brother.

Henan Liu accepted He Xiliu's lesson, was not negligent, and before he approached Li Changsheng, he drew his long sword and faced Li Changsheng as if he were walking on thin ice.

Li Changsheng didn't slap his face too hard this time, but stabbed out seven swords in a row, and his speed slowed down a lot.

Henan Liu took the seven swords with difficulty, and every time he took a sword, he took a step back, and after taking seven steps back, he also took Li Changsheng's seven swords. After receiving Li Changsheng's seven swords, Henan Liu was already drenched in cold sweat, and it seemed that the feeling of death had been entangled around him.

Seeing that Li Changsheng's offensive was exhausted, Henan Liu felt happy from the sky, could it be that he could turn the tables?

However, he thought too much, and just as he was about to start a counterattack, Li Changsheng stabbed out seven more swords.

Henan Liu's momentum has declined, and he can't retreat if he wants to, and when he hesitates, he has been hit by a sword.

When he looked at it again, Li Changsheng had already retreated, but Henan Liu's body left seven blood holes.

He Feilong snorted: "If you don't retreat, do you want to bleed to death?"

Henan Liu's state of mind has experienced from fear to surprise, and then to terror, and he has long been stunned, and he was only awakened by He Feilong's roar, and he staggered back. It can be expected that Henan Liu will live in the shadow of this time for the rest of his life, and it will be difficult to make progress in martial arts for the rest of his life.

Li Changsheng withdrew his wooden sword and turned around and walked towards Ling Feiyan.

"Senior brother is so powerful, I know that they are definitely not the opponent of senior brother. Han Wuxian said as he jumped.

"Of course the second senior brother's martial arts are amazing, how can they compare with these clowns who jump off the beam?" Hu Changwei also said with a flattering smile on his face, making people think that Li Changsheng was close to him.

Ling Feiyan said with relief: "Yes, I didn't embarrass my sister." ”

Du Wushuang also nodded, and said in the demeanor of a senior sister: "Senior brother has performed well. ”

"Senior brother, your sword dance is so fast, how did you practice?" Ling Wuflawless said with an envious expression.

"If you stab 3,000 swords every hour, five hours a day, and persist for five years, you can still have this speed. Li Changsheng said half-jokingly.

"Ahh Ling Wufang was frightened and said disappointedly.

Of course, Li Changsheng didn't practice like this, because most of his time was spent thinking about the advanced martial arts in the 'Guiyuan True Scripture' and the 'Nine Yuan Sword Technique' and the 'Heavenly Demon Secret Scroll', leaving him not so much time to practice his sword. Of course, in order to practice moves, Li Changsheng still worked hard, but it was not as exaggerated as he said.

Liang Changye walked over and said respectfully: "Congratulations to the second senior brother for his swordsmanship." ”

"You're welcome, you're not bad. Li Changsheng said plainly.

Liang Changye knew that the head disciple had no part for him, so he could only choose a strongman to take refuge, Gao Changzhi had always been the object of his pursuit, if he bowed to Gao Changzhi, he felt that he couldn't wipe his face. And now that he found that Li Changsheng's swordsmanship was like a ghost, it seemed to be much stronger than Gao Changzhi, Liang Changye's heart suddenly brightened, and he strengthened his heart to take refuge.

Several of Liang Changye's younger brothers saw the eldest brother bowing his head, and of course they also expressed their loyalty to Li Changye. Li Changsheng saw that Feng Changzhu was also mixed in with these people, and sneered in his heart. For the two spies, Feng Changzhu and Chen Changfan, Li Changsheng said that it would be better to clean up if he had the chance, and let them secretly rejoice for a few days now.