Li Chuyi came to Chen Yu's opposite and stood, he said, "I am in the middle of the next day!"

Chen Yu said with a smile: "I heard that you are the Li family, the name of the little sword holy!"

Li Chuyi nodded.

Chen Yu smiled and said, "Come on, let me see how strong your sword is!"

When Li Chu heard it, he did not speak, and there was a flash in the storage bag. A peerless sword appeared in the hands of Li Chuyi.

With a sword, the thirteen swords of the body burst out. The sensational world crushed the void and was surrounded by eight wilds.

Li Chuyi practiced thirteen artistic conceptions, and actually had four artistic conceptions than Chen Yu.

Chen Yu at the same time has cultivated the mood of Jiuzhong.

However, Li Chuyi was more charming, and he also fixed the 13th mood!

"Thirteen mood." Chen Yu's face was slightly dignified.

At this moment, Li Chuyi suddenly roared with a sword, and at the same time, the power of the thirteenth artistic conception broke out, such as the waves, Chen Yu's strength and extraordinary!

This sword fell, the world changed color, the void vibration, and the ground cracking!

Chen Yu sneered: "Li Chuyi is also a 13 -point artistic conception. Even if it is a sword, it can have power to develop the world!"

Li Le smiled and said, "This is indeed very powerful!"

"But now I think that when Li Chuyi competed with people, they did not show martial arts!"

Chen Yu immediately flew out of the kilometer, his face pale.

"The power of thirteen mood is very powerful."

Chen Yu's eyes flashed, and his heart was a little surprised!

Li Chuyi looked up and saw that Chen Yu had no failure. His hibiscus seemed to have a little surprise, but then he suddenly raised his sword and stimulated again.

This sword has no shocking power, no dazzling light.

This is just a very ordinary sword.

But this is a sword. In Chen Yu's eyes, this was a crushing.

Because Chen Yu was affected by the power of this sword, it seemed that a sword touched the traces of the road.

The sword exhibited by Li Chuyi contains high martial arts. Even in Chen Yu's eyes, the sword had almost reached the trace of the avenue.

Li Zhengyi, who was sitting on the high platform, saw this scene and said in surprise: "The core of Kendo is. Li Chuyi's future potential may still be higher than Li Yuan and Chen Yu!"

The elders nodded slightly and stared at Li Chuyi. He smiled and said: "Li Chuyi's strength in this game has not allowed us to spend so many years."

A fierce battle in this field.

"Defeat him, Li Chuyi!"

"Littlejuggernaut, hurry up!"

"defeat him!"

Li Jiawu screamed Li's crazy one by one.

Li Buzheng, Chen Yuyuan and others were concentrated in war on the martial arts.

A sword hit, the soul was full.

Chen Yu's eyes flashed, and the fierce light was visible. In the middle of the sword, the sword was moved, and a sword violently hit Li's sword. Instantly, a shocking sound sounded.

At this moment, Chen Yu and Li Chuyi picked up the sword and flew up. You came to me on the stage of the game, and the fierce battle continued. In the blink of an eye, the two people played thousands of tricks.

But in the end, who has never won!

After a thousand rounds, Chen Yu's figure was swaying, and he retreated for a hundred meters. He looked at Li's first cold, and he was surprised: "The swordsmanship of the teenager is so pure and simple. It seems that there is no regular movement, but there is such a powerful force!"

"It has a sense of dignity!"

"If he continues to attack Kendo, I am worried that the rumors above Kendo will be infinite!"

Chen Yu silently looked at Li Chuyi.

At this moment, Li Chu was holding a sword in his hand and rushed to Chen Yufei again.

Chen Yu said with a smile: "Li Chuyi, with your kendo, I am afraid that in the contemporary generation Li, no one can defeat you!"

"But for a while, martial arts are so smooth, not good!"

"Let's make you suffer today!"

Chen Yu's eyes flashed, and the whole person turned into a cunning red light and went straight to Li Chuyi.

This is the embodiment of Chen Yu's great chasing technology!

With the expansion of the body, Chen Yu was like a red lightning through the platform. At this time, the measurement ruler suddenly appeared in Chen Yu's hands.

"Separate Sword Sword! Open the mountains!"

With scales, Chen Yu's face was hot and spicy, and two consecutive swords attacked Li's body.

Li Chu's face was pale at this moment, and he hurriedly used the 13 artistic conceptions to resist. However, Chen Yu's two feet fell down, crushed everything, and directly dominated Li's defense. Li Chuchu flew out!

Hey!

Li Chu flew out a hundred meters and spit blood on the floor.

"Is Li Yiyi injured?"

"My God, this is the first time I have seen this charming vomiting blood."

"Yes, I have never seen Li Chuyi vomiting blood in the Li family."

The soldiers around saw Li Chuyi vomited by Chen Yu, and the terrible colors immediately showed a terrible color on his face.

Li Dayi, 100 meters away, quickly returned to normal, silently stretched out his hand to dry his mouth. He slowly stood up from the ground. When he looked at Chen Yu, his eyes were clear and did not kill.

However, at this moment, Chen Yu felt that the power of Li Chuyi's 13th mood was like a long river, surging.

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Within a hundred meters around Li Chu, a deafening sound was made.

At this moment, he walked out step by step, and the sword in his hand spray forward. The power of the thirteen mood in the body rushed out of a long river, rushed to the world, and drowned everything.

"72 technologies in Kunming market! Dahejian!"

Li did not resist his eyes, and was surprised.

Chen Yuyuan's face was a little surprised: "I didn't expect Li Chuyi to practice 72 technologies in Kunming!"

Li Wei said coldly: "This is not good. Li Chuyi is so powerful. Now he has practiced 72 technologies in Kunming. I am worried that Chen Yu will be defeated!"

Chen Yuyu looked at the big eyes in front of him.

The thirteenth mood broke out in Li Chuyi was like a long river. Every drop of water in it is an invincible blade, and horror rushes to Chen Yu.

The river rushed, sweeping the world, devouring the soul, and drowning some.

The land passed by the Jianhe River was destroyed and the gods died.

The sword hadn't hit Chen Yu yet. Chen Yu felt the crisis of life and death. His body was frightened. His hair was inverted, and his heart was cold.

Obviously, this sword puts Chen Yu's strong pressure.

"Kill the mood, the mood of rain, the mood of the wind."

"triple!"

"Xianxian"! *