Chapter 1023

But when he turned over, the stick in his hand disappeared from one of his hands, and then the head of the stick poked out from under his ribs. It was as fast as thunder!

Li Yundong saw a burst of golden light coming to his face. He didn't want to think about it. He immediately shook his wrist, opened the seven treasure psychic fan in his hand, and blocked him like a solid iron wall.

Du Fei's move evolved from the horse returning gun. It was very hidden, and the golden cudgel in his hand could be short or long, large or small. With this move, I don't know how many practitioners were defeated by his move, which can be described as his proud killing move.

But Li Yundong didn't make any sense. No matter where you called from or where you hit, I just blocked an iron wall in front of you and completely blocked my body shape, so I easily blocked the blow.

Du Fei was so angry that he vomited blood. He secretly said: this guy's magic weapon is overbearing and must be led away!

When he finished thinking, the golden cudgel in his hand suddenly threw into the sky. The golden cudgel jumped into the air and attacked Li Yundong from all directions.

After the magic weapon launched its own attack, although its power was far less powerful than when it was in Du Fei's hands, its dexterity speed was a little faster, and it came and went like electricity and the attack was like a tide. Its speed was beyond people's ability to react, and Li Yundong was a little tired to deal with it.

After a few stops, Li Yundong simply threw out the seven treasure psychic fan in his hand. For a time, the seven treasure psychic fan was like a dragon entering the sea. Suddenly, he angrily welcomed Du Fei's golden cudgel. The two magic weapons were inseparable in mid air. A golden light and a black light were hanged into a ball, jingling and sparks were everywhere.

Du Fei saw that Li Yundong threw out the magic weapon in his hand. He saw that Li Yundong's hands were empty and there was no magic weapon to resist. He was overjoyed. He quickly pinched a formula in his hand and shouted: "go!"

A three foot sharp sword flew out from behind him. It broke through the air, fast and fierce. When it first flew out, it was just a sword, but when it flew into the air, it changed, one into two, two into four. When it fell again, it covered all the seven or eight meters around Li Yundong, like a sword rain!

The disciples of Quan Zhenlong sect cheered and said loudly, "elder martial brother Du, what a move! Flying sword is like rain! Good!"

Those who knew the goods of other sects also nodded secretly and said secretly: Although Quanzhen Longmen sect has changed from prosperity to decline, it is far less brilliant than Qiu Chuji's teaching, but there are still some good players under the door!

Li Yundong saw such a terrible sword rain on his head, and the seven treasure psychic fan was entangled by the other party's magic weapon. Although he could step back and avoid, but this step back, the other party could immediately come forward and cross the long line, and he even lost.

Seeing that the long sword was going to pierce himself, Li Yundong suddenly jumped up to a distance of four or five meters, and suddenly raised two three legged copper tripods weighing thousands of pounds in the pattern of Yin-Yang Tai Chi!