Is Gai Songtao weak
Who dares to say that he is weak? However, he met someone who is more powerful than him.
His sudden carelessness, coupled with Zhu Li's ferocity, was the real reason why he was defeated in one move.
Li Gufeng had a solemn expression. How could he underestimate a person who could overwhelm Gai Songtao with just a wave of his hand
The third and fourth of the Eight Immortals of Longhu are of similar age, both around twenty-two or twenty-three years old.
The reason why Li Gufeng is ranked above Gai Songtao is determined by the order of joining the sect. In addition, Li Gufeng's weapon is a soft sword, which is a unique weapon. He has a strange advantage, so his ability is naturally slightly higher than Gai Songtao.
Li Gufeng saw what happened to Gai Songtao. He was not much stronger than Gai Songtao, so he naturally became more alert.
Seeing another person coming out from the other side, Zhu Li looked up and said fearlessly to Li Gufeng: "Do you want to fight with me too?"
"Well, you two are in the same group. The big stupid bear beat up Brother Jing Ming, so I beat him up. Now that I beat up the big stupid bear, you want to beat me up too, right?" He asked without waiting for Li Gufeng to respond, "If you want to beat me up, then come on, I'm not afraid of you."
Zhu Li's words and actions were like those of a naughty child, but in Li Gufeng's eyes, they were not funny at all.
No matter who he is, no one can believe that he can defeat Gai Songtao in one move. He must be a fool. According to normal people's thinking, it is impossible for a fool to have such skills.
Li Gufeng is a normal person, so he doesn't think Zhu Li is a fool; in his opinion, Zhu Li is most likely a sinister and cunning person. How can a person who likes to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger not be insidious
Li Gufeng walked straight towards Zhu Li. His purpose was obvious: he came to get back the face for Gai Songtao.
Li Gufeng, who leans on a sword and sings about flowers, wields a sword among flowers and plays around in the world, but he is actually an extremely loyal person. Although he appears to be cynical, he is a clean and honest young man from a good family who has escaped the mud and is not tainted by it.
In this life, he only loves one person, and that person is his junior sister, Fuling pharmacist Yang Zhengjian.
If you are born and raised in the world, you can't avoid wielding a sword in the world.
Except for the two youngest ones who are confused, almost all of the Eight Immortals have experienced hundreds of battles and life and death. They can still live vigorously and proudly, all thanks to this lady Yang Zhengjian.
Yang Zhengjian, a man with bare hands and a kind heart, is the most intoxicating scenery in Longhu Mountain.
As the eldest girl in the family, she was like a sister and a mother to the other three girls, and she almost single-handedly raised them.
Whenever her fellow brothers were injured, she would provide them with careful care and considerate attention.
With a woman like this, no matter how lofty your ambitions and how brave you are, you will melt in her gentle tenderness.
Yi Jiangnan was lost, but was deeply in love; Li Gufeng was lost, and was deeply in love; Gai Songtao was lost, but was in love without regrets.
They are brothers from the same school and grew up together wearing open-crotch pants. Who doesn’t know each other’s little thoughts
It is inevitable that three brothers, who are as close as brothers, will feel distressed when they fall in love with the same woman at the same time.
Therefore, Yi Jiangnan devotes his passion to sword, Li Gufeng pretends to be wild and unrestrained, Gai Songtao devotes himself to fighting, in the entire Longhu family, perhaps only the eldest brother with unique taste and the two youngest brothers who are ignorant of worldly affairs live the most carefree lives.
There is no doubt that there are a lot of promiscuous people, but infatuated people are rare. However, in Longhu Palace, there are several of them at once.
A person who is infatuated must have the skill of concentration. He is naturally focused and one skill stands out.
Li Gufeng is deeply in love, and he pretends to be wild and unrestrained, but in fact he is using his madness to drown his sorrows. Such an infatuated man naturally has a unique sword skill, and his sword skill is called Zhan Baiyu.
Lovesickness is like evening rain, every strand is gloomy; a sword is swung in the rain, and a hundred cuts are still like prison.
The madness and pain of love, which cannot be cut off and cannot be sorted out, have become the current Li Gufeng in people's eyes.
Li Gufeng walked towards Zhu Li with steady and slow steps. Looking at Zhu Li, who was fearless with a knife in hand, he drew his sword calmly. The sword came out as fast as lightning, stirring up an inexplicable rain.
If Gai Songtao took the path of being tough and unyielding, with a sword that could cut through the sky; then Li Gufeng took the path of being gentle like water, with lingering feelings.
Silver light swept across the sky, like a silver dragon passing through the air, the fleeting moment of light was a flash of beauty.
In the eyes of outsiders, the stabbing sword is like a holy thread of love, entwining towards the lover's heart with unswerving determination.
Bai Lian was gentle, with a strong sense of longing, a sense of depression, and a determination to transform the silver sword into a sword of wisdom. The sword came out and pointed directly at Zhu Li's throat.
Facing this peerless and lingering sword, Zhu Li seemed unaware.
Before he was seriously injured, Zhu Li's martial arts skills were almost superb.
After the severe injury, although he forgot all his moves, he gradually turned them into his instinct.
Although Li Gufeng's soft sword was fast, Zhu Li's long sword was even faster. It was so fast that it seemed as if it had been placed there originally. The long sword had been waiting for Li Gufeng's attack for a long time.
"when"
The swords collided, making a sudden crisp sound, but the move was not completed.
For ordinary swordsmen, their moves are mainly based on chopping, slashing, collapsing, lifting, blocking, washing, intercepting, stabbing, stirring, pressing, hanging and sweeping.
But the soft sword is different. It focuses on cutting, collapsing, pulling and entangling, but almost gives up on chopping and stabbing.
Li Gufeng made a swift move, which seemed ordinary, but it was one of his three killer moves, a double kill with one sword.
The weapons collided, and the soft sword's attack had not yet ended when it suddenly bent like a whip, like a dragon dragging its tail, and lashed at the back of Zhu Li's neck like a bolt from the blue.
Looking at this horrifying scene, Jing Ming, who could see Li Gufeng's movements clearly, was so shocked that he immediately shouted: "Little..."
But before he could finish his words, the scene before him made him swallow his heart.
His worries were obviously unnecessary.
Zhu Li, who heard the sound of wind behind his neck, looked indifferent. The long knife in his hand brushed against Li Gufeng's soft sword.
Everyone saw a streak of aurora, like a flash across the sky, rushing down from the middle of Li Gufeng's soft sword straight to the tip of the sword.
Li Gufeng's killing move of one sword that could kill two people at once, when it met Zhu Li, instantly turned into one sword and one kill.
Because, just when the soft sword had just bent and was about to be swung up, Zhu Li slashed it with a sharp knife and straightened it, and the tail-dragging killing force disappeared in an instant.
The way Zhu Li cracked Li Gufeng's double-kill with one sword left all the masters dumbfounded. To crack the game in this way, a speed beyond the limit is indispensable.
Simple, direct, yet very useful.
The people had never seen or heard anything like it, but now they knew it, and it was not suitable for them.
In an instant, he was able to think of this method to resolve Li Gufeng's fatal attack. This requires not only wisdom, but also an astonishing fighting talent.
Li Tianfu couldn't help but sigh inwardly, this man is a genius born for war.
Looking at Zhu Li in the field again, he straightened Li Gufeng's soft sword with a knife, and suddenly his feet twisted quickly, as fast as an electric drill, he swung the knife and chopped down at Li Gufeng's head.
Even Li Gufeng himself did not expect that the first of his three famous killer moves could be cracked so easily by the opponent.
He was stunned for a moment and lost the opportunity.
The long sword splits the sky, nothing special; the aurora appears suddenly, turning the rivers and seas upside down; the sword shines in the sky, the light is cold and overwhelming.
In the eyes of everyone, Zhu Li's knife was like a huge wave surging in the tide, overwhelming and overwhelming Li Gufeng.
It was that move again. Li Gufeng's expression changed. It was this rapid slashing move that caused his fourth junior brother Gai Songtao to be defeated instantly. Seeing this momentum, Li Gufeng immediately became fully alert.
He just waved the soft sword with ease, and the sword was like a silver dragon, flying in all directions, all over the world, with dense clouds but no rain.
“Dang, dang, dang…”
The sound of weapons colliding, as fine and continuous as falling beans and as sudden and heavy rain, kept stimulating everyone's eardrums, making their scalps numb and goosebumps break out.
The wind was surging and the shadows were flashing wildly.
After the flying sand and rocks and the dazzling scene, two figures were seen suddenly separating.
Zhu Li held a long sword across his chest with a calm expression; while Li Gufeng, who was sitting opposite Zhu Li, had a flushed face and was panting.
Zhu Li launched a series of violent stabbing attacks with a long sword, and Li Gufeng took them all.
But just a moment ago, he felt that he had a close brush with death.
He experienced the feeling of being on a lone boat floating on the sea, the helplessness of being unable to control one's own destiny, and the difficulty of surviving in a desperate situation. If possible, he never wanted to try it again. It was too terrifying.
Since I don't want to experience that feeling, I have no choice but to take the initiative and leave the enemy no chance to fight back.
As a thought came to mind, the two figures separated and then reunited.
Li Gufeng was seen flying around with his sword like mist, which spawned hundreds of flowers. For a moment, everyone seemed to feel that they had come to a country full of birdsong and flowers, and all of them felt relaxed and happy, reluctant to leave.
This is exactly Li Gufeng, who relies on his unique skill that is famous all over the world to chant poems about flowers while leaning on the sword.
Since ancient times, the land of pleasure and the tomb of heroes, and having a beautiful concubine in a family will shorten one's life by ten years. The meaning behind this is self-evident.
Li Gufeng indulges in the world of mortals, sees all the flowers bloom, his sword creates all kinds of fragrance, and evolves into thousands of reds.
This fairyland-like scene, this gentle atmosphere, if it touches the other person's mood even a little, that person will never be able to escape and will end up being killed by a sword.
Unfortunately, he chose the wrong person.
Not to mention Zhu Li, who was originally a determined person. Li Gufeng's trick could confuse most men, but it might not work on him.
What's more, Zhu Li's current mentality is like that of a six or seven-year-old child. For a six or seven-year-old boy, how can beautiful scenery and beautiful women compete with his desire to be in front of people
Men are natural hunters. Normal men are born to admire strength and conquest. This is even more evident when they don't know what love is.
Beautiful scenery, pretty women, beauties and enchanting women are not as attractive to Zhu Li now as defeating his opponents and winning everyone's admiration.
Poor Li Gufeng, his great sword skills were wasted. Using such sword skills on Zhu Li was like playing the lute to a cow.
Zhu Li's eyes were bright and clear. With her talent, she could see through the fatal sword hidden in the gentle embrace at a glance.
His eyes lit up, and he leaped up like a roc, swung his sword like a rainbow, and struck the sky with his sword, hitting the hidden sword that Li Gufeng had hidden.
"when"
With a crisp sound, Zhu Li deflected Li Gufeng's deliberate sword with his sword, and then immediately swung his sword, holding it up to the sky, and slashed towards Li Gufeng like a collapsing mountain.