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Changting Hou Mansion.

In the east courtyard.

Li Ziye and Sanzang sat at the stone table, drinking tea to relieve boredom.

"Amitabha."

Sanzang took a sip of tea and recited the Buddha's name, feeling idle and bored.

Li Ziye's heart was calm, he rarely rested, and he didn't feel bored at all.

"Amitabha, Brother Li, how about we have a fight?"

After drinking a pot of tea, he really couldn't drink any more, Sanzang looked at his friend in front of him and suggested.

"How dare you say that?"

Li Ziye asked mockingly, "I'm already like this, how do I fight?"

"Brother Li still has the power of spiritual consciousness, and he can also fight."

Sanzang responded quite naturally, "My little monk feels that Brother Li must still have a considerable amount of strength, but he just doesn't want to expose it."

"You know again? You are really a smart guy."

Li Ziye said with a nonchalant smile, "Then why should I fight you to expose my strength? Is it because you are handsome or because you have more hair?"

"Uh."

Sanzang was stunned speechless, for a while he didn't know how to fight back.

"Young master, the prince of the Southwest Prince and the prince of Changting Hou are here." At this moment, beside the mechanism chair, Xiao Si spoke and reminded.

"It's still early to come back."

Li Ziye narrowed his eyes slightly, pulled out the Chun Jun sword from under the mechanism chair, and said, "Come on, little monk, don't you want to fight, I will accompany you to do two tricks."

"Really?"

Sanzang asked in surprise, "Young monk was just talking."

"Of course it's true."

Li Ziye replied, "Didn't you just say that I must have some strength, anyway, I'm idle, let me show you what is called the ceiling of swordsmanship!"

"Amitabha, brother Li, no matter how good your swordsmanship is, the monk pulls a little distance away and a map cannon. How do you deal with it while you are sitting on this mechanical chair?" Sanzang questioned.

"Who said I must sit in the mechanism chair."

Li Ziye responded, a silver light appeared in his eyes, and then, his body rose into the air like a ghost, with his feet on the ground, floating in the air.

"Ami, lie down!"

Seeing this scene, Sanzang's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but swear.

Haunted?

Why is this guy getting more and more wicked?

"bring it on."

In the East Courtyard, Li Ziye raised the sword in his hand and said, "Be careful, don't lose, your title of the Four Great Talents can no longer stand the toss."

"Amitabha, the monk is no longer what it used to be, it is impossible to lose!"

Sanzang retorted, and swung the Buddha beads in his hands, and his whole body was filled with golden light, dazzling and dazzing.

"Xiaosi, can you beat Buddha like this, young master?" In front of the stone table, Mu Jin asked curiously.

"Hard to say."

Xiao Si thought for a while, and replied, "If Master Buddha knew the fighting style of Young Master, Young Master should have no chance of winning. However, if you fight for the first time, Young Master will not necessarily lose. After all, Young Master will fight against Master Buddha. All the moves are too familiar, and the Buddha, the current young master, does not understand."

"Makes sense."

Mu Jin nodded in agreement, watching the battle ahead quietly.

As soon as their words fell, outside the east courtyard, Zhu Qingge and Han Chengzhi also walked over. When they saw the white-haired young man standing up in the courtyard, their expressions were startled.

However, after a while, the two noticed something unusual.

Instead of standing up, but floating up?

"Amitabha, Brother Li, be careful."

The four people focused their attention. During the battle, Sanzang moved and attacked on his own initiative.

The Buddha beads approached, Li Ziye swung his sword, and on the Chun Jun sword, the majestic and endless spiritual energy of heaven and earth attached, blocking the attack of the Buddha beads.

Then, the aura erupted, shaking the battle.

"what happened?"

Outside the battle situation, Han Chengzhi saw the scene in front of him and asked in amazement, "There is obviously no real energy fluctuation on the third son, why is there such a powerful heaven and earth spiritual energy erupting from that sword?"

"The power of spiritual consciousness."

On the side, Zhu Qingge said solemnly, "Chengzhi, look into his eyes."

Hearing the words, Han Chengzhi looked over and asked still puzzled, "The power of spiritual knowledge can't directly attract the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. How did the third son do it?"

"Watch the battle first."

Zhu Qingge said seriously, "I'll find out after asking Brother Li later."

While the two were talking, in the battle ahead, Sanzang stepped back three steps, stabilized his body, looked at the Chunjun sword in his friend's hand, and showed surprise.

What the hell?

"Surprised? The more surprised ones are yet to come."

After Li Ziye said something, he leaped out and chopped down with a sword.

"Bodhi three times, the mirror is not a stand!"

Seeing that the opponent's style of attack was unpredictable, Sanzang waved the rosary in his hand, his whole body glowed with golden light, using the secret Buddhist technique to block the sword's edge.

"boom!"

The sword's edge shakes the golden light, a violent impact erupts, and the battle is divided again.

After blocking two moves in succession, during the battle, Sanzang finally sensed something was wrong, stepped forward, and stretched out his left hand with two fingers, ready to poke his eyeball.

"Little bald donkey, fight and pick your eyes, you really have no quality!"

Li Ziye saw the little monk's indiscriminate methods, taunted him, swung his sword, and slashed at his bald head.

"boom!"

The Buddha beads blocked the sword, poked the eyeballs with two fingers, Sanzang, who had experienced countless storms, showed strong adaptability, since the eyes are an important medium for releasing the power of spiritual knowledge, we should poke his eyeballs first.

"Big move!"

Seeing that the little monk was persistently trying to catch his eyeballs, Li Ziye yelled loudly, and quickly retreated towards the back. Then, he pointed at Feng, his eyes sparkling with silver.

"Double swords flow, ghouls move swords!"

With a word, a second long sword pierced through the air under the organ chair not far away. Then, Li Ziye's figure moved at a high speed like a ghost. The two swords fluttered in the wind. quick.

Sanzang's expression changed, he blocked the sword, dodged the sword, before he could react, he received a heavy punch in the chest.

With a bang, the force of the fist increased, and it hurt.

"hiss!"

Sanzang gasped in pain, looked at his friend in front of him who had stopped making moves, and smiled wryly.

This is all a mess.

"The Four Great Talents, but mediocre food!"

After beating, Li Ziye did not forget to say a word of trash as usual, and immediately floated back to the machine chair and sat down.

On the left and right, Chun Jun and Tai Yi put their swords into their sheaths one after another, wiping away their sharpness.

"Amitabha, brother Li, the dead ghost walks the sword, isn't this move the Guqiao Yaohuang's?"

Sanzang stepped forward and asked puzzledly, "When did you meet?"

"Looking handsome, I learned it secretly." Li Ziye replied confidently.

"Wonderful, really wonderful."

At this moment, Han Chengzhi and Zhu Qingge stepped forward, Han Chengzhi clapped his hands twice, and praised, "The third son's martial arts and sword skills are really amazing."

"The son is too famous." Li Ziye replied with a smile.

"Brother Li."

Zhu Qingge stared at the person in front of him, and said softly, "I lost my composure the night before yesterday. Here, I apologize to you."

"nothing."

Li Ziye said calmly, "We have known each other for so many years. I still understand the son's character. However, the son and the concubine's heart disease can't be so exhausted all the time. I still need to heal it as soon as possible. It just so happens that I have a friend. His name is Sai Hua Tuo, maybe you can give it a try."