Start Limit Douluo, I will bring Bibi Dong to the dungeon

Chapter 61 Sword Douluo vs. Li Chungang
Seeing that Sword Douluo Chen Xin insisted on his opinion so much, Ning Fengzhi had no choice but to follow his thoughts.

"Uncle Jian, when are you going to go? No matter how you say it, the sparring is the sparring, and those who are just careful should be more careful."

Ning Fengzhi looked at the scene where Li Chungang pierced his armor two thousand and six times with one sword, and the sadness on his face was uninterrupted.

After all, although Titled Douluo is very strong, there is really no way for ordinary strong people to deal with 600 people with one move.

All in all, Ning Fengzhi felt that the sword god Li Chungang was definitely not a simple character; he was definitely not comparable to those ghost kings in the zombie world.

Especially Sword Douluo himself has a very high opinion of Li Chungang.
Listening to Ning Fengzhi's words, Jian Douluo nodded unhurriedly, and said jokingly: "Fengzhi, don't worry, I really cherish my life."

As soon as these words came out, both Bibi Dong and Ning Fengzhi laughed; but they were very clear in their hearts.

Although Jian Douluo said so, he didn't think so in his heart.

While the three were talking, Li Chungang had already returned to the carriage.

"Go on! Go back to Beiliang!"

Wei Shuyang smiled happily, and the faces of the others were also filled with smiles.

Seeing the carriage going away, Bibi Dong and the others became a little anxious.

Just at this moment, the carriage stopped again.

Li Chungang walked out of it.

Then he asked slowly: "Hiding in the dark and watching for so long, it's impossible that hundreds of you are here to watch the tide, right?"

Bibi Dong hid in the reeds with an embarrassing expression on her face, and then coughed slightly, "It seems that we have to go out if we don't want to."

"Don't worry, I'm ready."

With a confident smile, Jian Douluo walked out of the reeds first.

A silver-white cloth robe rustled under the cool autumn wind by the river, and a trace of chill slowly floated from the Guangling River.

The corner of Li Chungang's mouth twitched, he raised his hand and clacked his feet: "Where do you come from, I have never heard of you in the world."

Seeing his image of a scruffy, foot-picking burly man, Bibi Dong couldn't combine his domineering image with a sword that pierced his armor just now with the present
Chen Xin smiled: "I can't explain this matter clearly for a while, and you may not be able to understand it if I tell you."

"So let me directly talk about the purpose of our presence here this time."

Li Chungang picked his nose, pouted his mouth: "Then you can just say it, it's not like I won't let you say it."

Li Chungang was talking with Sword Douluo Luo Chenxin.

On Beiliang's side, Wei Shuyang, Ning Emei and others simply did not stand up; as for Chen Xin's side, Bibidong and Ning Fengzhi also stood behind and did not step forward.

It seems that the two sides have reached a consensus tacitly, to hand over this battlefield to Li Chungang and Sword Douluo.

"I heard that you are the God of Swords. Just now I have seen your sword strength; I am not talented, but I have been immersed in the way of swords all my life."

When Chen Xin said this, she arched her hands and bowed to Li Chungang; Wei Shuyang and others looked at it in a daze.

Bibidong and Ning Fengzhi were not too surprised. Jian Douluo's actions proved that he had already affirmed Li Chungang in his heart.

But they are from Douluo Continent after all, because their strength is judged by martial soul and soul power; Li Chungang frowned slightly and realized that he had no way to see through the cultivation of these people.

It's not the realm of Vajra or Finger Xuan at all.

Bibi Dong's side was completely different. Regarding Li Chungang's realm, Li Lu had already sent it to their minds.

The realm of the land gods, but if it is converted into the realm of Douluo Dalu, they are not very clear. I am afraid that they will not be able to guess it until Chen Xin fights with him.

"Hey, let me tell you, are you here to fight? If you come to fight, just say yes, I'm still in the car to sleep." Li Chungang stretched lazily.

Sword Dou Luo Chenxin is not a person with ink marks, it seems that people who practice the way of swords are not very ink marks.

Then I saw him nodding his head: "Then I won't waste the sword god's time, let's leave after a fight."

In the Void Hall, Dugu Bo looked at the picture on the light curtain, his face was agitated: "It's fighting, it's about to fight."

Hearing this, Li Lu took a sip of tea and asked with black lines all over his head, "What are you talking about, you expect them to fight so much?"

Dugu Bo didn't care about Li Lu's speechless tone, but just smiled slightly: "Damn, that Li Chungang cut more than 600 people with his sword just now is really incendiary."

"I'm really curious if Chen Xin's Seven Killing Sword can beat him, aren't you curious, sir?"

Li Lu shook his head: "I'm sure I'm also curious, but what's the use of being curious?"

amount.

Dugu Bo secretly rolled his eyes at Li Lu, and then looked excitedly at the scene above the light curtain.

Following Chen Xin's words, Li Chungang took a Beiliang knife into his hand again from the air.

"Your generation of sword gods don't hold swords?" Chen Xin asked a little puzzled.

Li Chungang smiled freely: "Although let the horse come over, I have a sword in my heart."

Chen Xin also laughed out loud at this, then turned around and looked in the direction of the distance.

Stepping out with one step, the Seven Killing Sword instantly appeared in his hands, exuding a fierce killing aura.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black.

With each soul ring rising, the coercion on Sword Douluo's body will increase a bit.

Li Chungang frowned tightly this time: "What the hell is this, these circles can also enhance your strength?"

"The Sword God takes my sword."

Chen Xin didn't answer Li Chungang's words, but just snorted coldly and clenched the Seven Killing Sword tightly in his hand: "The first soul skill, the long sword comes out!"

The first soul ring rose suddenly, and the Seven Killing Sword in Sword Douluo Chenxin's hand slashed forward, leaving a gully in the ground with a sword energy.

Li Chungang raised his eyebrows, and saw that the Beiliang knife in his hand exuded a majestic sword intent.

The same sword intent struck out, colliding with Sword Dou Luo Chenxin's first soul skill in an instant.

boom!A roar sounded, and the two sword qi collided and canceled each other out.

"Very strong, Sword God, and take another sword from me."

"The domain of seven kills, the third soul skill is as smooth as flowing water." Sword Douluo gave a low drink, after the domain of seven kills burst out.

The sword intent on his body became stronger, and the cold killing intent spread all around.

Li Chungang felt this scene sensitively, and saw him roar: "Immortal Yijian kneels!"

The two tyrannical sword qi collided instantly, and Chen Xin was a little shocked: "I have to say, your strength is indeed very strong."

Li Chungang laughed: "You're not bad, I don't remember when a mysterious swordsman like you appeared in the Jianghu."

The corner of Chen Xin's mouth twitched: "When you beat me, I will naturally tell you."

"Well, since I received two swords from you, you should also receive two swords from me."

(End of this chapter)