Outside the battlefield, everyone watched this sword duel. At first they wanted to see a joke, but gradually their expressions became serious.

This is not a competition, but a martial arts training!

I don't know how much time passed, but during the battle, the sword intent around Li Ziye continued to rise, and the final sword strike finally came.

"Flying Immortal Technique!"

With a soft drink, the sword rose into the wind and its edge was fully displayed.

The dazzling sword energy caused the temperature of the surrounding world to drop rapidly.

"It's colder at midnight!"

With one step, five afterimages appeared simultaneously between heaven and earth. Their body skills were fast and their sword skills were even faster.

When Li Qingzhi saw this, a subtle smile appeared on his face.

Finally, his waiting here for so many days was not in vain.

"The Secret Blessing of Liujia!"

The moment the five afterimages passed by, Li Qingzhi's sword aura surged across his sword, and he immediately swung his sword across with a mighty sword aura of thirty feet.

Immediately, the four afterimages disintegrated, and the only real body was also impacted by this powerful sword energy and was directly knocked away.

Ten feet away, Li Ziye hit the ground with a loud thud, falling and chewing mud.

The same ending has never changed.

Li Qingzhi waved his hand and sheathed his sword, took one last look at his younger brother in front of him, then turned and left.

"Let's go!"

Without any nonsense or sloppiness, Li Qingzhi said goodbye casually and walked out of the Confucian camp without looking back.

"Second brother."

Behind him, Li Ziye stood up in embarrassment, looked at the back of his brother in front, with tears in his eyes, and shouted loudly, "One day, I will surpass you!"

"Oh."
Chapter completed!