Yang Qi looked at Li Chengfeng, but his expression was extremely calm, without any sense of crisis.

And the woman named Chu'er in the room was full of fanaticism, clenched the soft sword at her waist, and stared at Li Chengfeng.

"Eighth prince, why are you chasing after me now?"

"You don't want to know about that organization?" Yang Qi said softly with a smile on his face.

A hint of amusement flashed across Li Chengfeng's face: "Since you know them, you must also know about your headquarters?"

"Even sold all of your subordinates just to protect yourself, you are so ruthless!"

"If other people cooperate with me, I will agree. Unfortunately, I am not bold enough to sleep with a snake!"

After finishing speaking, Li Chengfeng turned the Xuanyuan sword on his waist to kill Yang Qi.

Yang Qi shook his head helplessly, as if he had guessed Li Chengfeng's reaction earlier in the morning.

She drew out the bright silver soft sword at her waist, and faced Li Chengfeng's attack.

The two swords were quickly intertwined, forming an impenetrable sword light network around Li Chengfeng and Yang Qi.

And that Yang Qi's subordinate quietly came to the side, and took out two slender hooks from the shelf beside him.

The hook at the front end of the hook line was already stained with bright red blood, and there was still a little bit of cold light flashing on the tip of the hook, and it was thrown towards Li Chengfeng.

Li Chengfeng, who was fighting Yang Qi, dodged Yang Qi's stabbing attack, and threw the Xuanyuan Sword at Chu'er without looking back.

Xuanyuan sword collided with the hook, tearing up the hook like a sharp knife cutting tofu, and directly nailed that Chu'er to the wall.

Li Chengfeng stepped back again, putting distance between him and Yang Qi.

During the fight just now, he noticed that not only did Yang Qi heal from the injuries in his body, but he also recovered about 70% of his strength.

This is simply impossible. How could he recover so quickly after being severely injured by himself? He was full of doubts.

Yang Qi looked at Li Chengfeng, knew what he was wondering about, and replied coldly: "I have a magical skill called Wuxiang Gong. As long as you can let me go this time, I will offer it to you!"

"After all, the two of us don't have a direct conflict of interest, do we?"

She turned her hands away, and the veins on the forearm hidden in the robe were bulging, and there was a line of blood flowing.

After being seriously injured by Li Chengfeng twice in a row before, even with the miraculous Wuxiang Gong after she absorbed several great martial artists, it was difficult to completely repair her injuries.

If I hadn't been born with a different heart from others, I'm afraid I would have become Li Chengfeng's dead soul long ago.

Now that organization just jumped out, it would be the best if she could get away and sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight.

"You'd better keep it for your own use! Die for me!" "Xuanyuan Sword Art, Sword 2: Momentum rises!" Li Chengfeng shouted in a low voice.

A gust of wind blew up Xuanyuan Sword, and there were subtle clouds and mist lingering on the blade of Xuanyuan Sword, making a slight sword sound and slashing towards Yang Qi.

Seeing Li Chengfeng attack directly, Yang Qi had no choice but to wave the bright silver soft sword to meet him.

The soft sword quickly wrapped itself around Xuanyuanjian's body, and the flames surged between the two swords, but Yang Qi was not Li Chengfeng's opponent at all, let alone his strength had not yet fully recovered.

The soft sword that had been with her for decades began to tremble uncontrollably. Seeing that the Xuanyuan sword was getting closer and closer to his eyebrows, Yang Qi's eyes flashed fiercely.

She looked at Chu'er who was at the side, stretched out her hand and called softly: "Chu'er, come and help mom!"

Hearing this sentence, the woman who had been watching from the side raised her head with surprise on her face.

At this moment, Yang Qi's palm suddenly erupted with a strong suction force, grabbing Yang Chu in his hand.

The internal force of Yang Chu, who was in the realm of a great martial artist, was continuously assimilated by Yang Qi's formless true energy, and his whole body quickly lost weight.

The weirdest thing was that there was no painful expression on her face, but her eyes became more fanatical and excited.

"Great Madonna, I am willing to give everything I have, including my life!" Zhang Chu said hysterically.

After finishing speaking, Zhang Chu was completely silent, and turned into a withered corpse, which was thrown aside.

Li Chengfeng, who was confronting Yang Qi, only felt that her strength suddenly rose, and she actually dodged the sword that he was bound to hit.

"Since you don't want to let me go, it doesn't matter if I fight you to the death!" After Yang Qi finished speaking, he took the initiative to kill Li Chengfeng.

After a brief astonishment, Li Chengfeng fought Yang Qi again.

What he didn't expect was that this time Yang Qi's strength had recovered to the peak level of a master.

It's just that he can feel that Yang Qi's internal strength is not real at this time, and it should be forcibly improved through some methods.

Fengshen's legs moved, and Li Chengfeng and Yang Qi retreated with one blow.

But whenever she wanted to run, Li Chengfeng would always stop in front of her without giving the slightest chance.

Yang Qi was stern at the beginning, then gradually became anxious, and then looked at Li Chengfeng in front of him sweating profusely, and finally despaired.

Feeling that the internal energy in Yang Qi's body began to become disordered, Li Chengfeng launched an attack again.

This time, Yang Qi didn't have any means to fight back anymore. After dodging again and again, her body was covered in blood holes and her face was ashes after a while.

The golden Xuanyuan sword carried the sound of wind and cloud dancing, and the inner energy turned into a ray of golden light, which attached to the blade of Xuanyuan sword and pierced Yang Qi's eyebrows.

Yang Qi, who was completely out of strength, tried to push away the thrusting Xuanyuan sword, but unfortunately it didn't work.

Puff! The sound of the long sword piercing into the flesh sounded, and the Xuanyuan sword pierced Yang Qi's eyebrows, nailing her to the ground in the backyard.

So far ~www.mtlnovel.com~ and the head of the White Lotus Sect who has been fighting against the Tang Dynasty, the former princess Yang Qi died in this small courtyard.

After a brief search of Yang Qi's belongings, the Yudong Xuanyuan Sword was put into the scabbard behind his back, and Li Chengfeng, who was wearing night clothes, looked up at the familiar figure on the surrounding eaves.

"It seems that she has gained a lot this time!" Li Chengfeng smiled, left the courtyard and returned to the station.

Back in the room, Li Chengfeng put down the Xuanyuan Sword and took out a simple yellow page from his pocket.

What is recorded above is nothing but the strange mask of the mysterious organization and some organizational information.

"Tianming Pavilion? Do you want to control the rise and fall of each dynasty? It's interesting!" Li Chengfeng murmured.

Outside the door of the room, Li Ling, who was in charge of escorting Li Chengfeng, was leaning against the wall with his eyes closed.

"This kid is quite ruthless, I didn't expect him to really kill Yang Qi!" He said with a smile.