Li Chunyang fought with Cheng endlessly. They had already fought hundreds of moves, but there was still no winner. The two were in a stalemate.

However, Cheng Buxiang's aura was far less powerful than Li Chunyang's aura.

Li Chunyang is also a descendant of the Qing Emperor, and the divine power in his body is very similar to the Qing Emperor's immortal power.

It's just that it's not as pure as Ye Xinghe!

The divine power in his body circulates throughout his body, endlessly.

Cheng Buxiu has fallen into a disadvantage!

Moreover, the longer it takes to fight, the greater his disadvantage!

As for Deng Yangqiu, he had been captured by a group of elders long ago, his meridians were severed, and he lay on the ground panting.

Although, the situation is temporarily deadlocked.

However, for Jixia Academy, victory is already in sight.

Ye Xinghe also let out a long breath and murmured in a low voice:

"Finally, it's over."

After a cup of tea, Li Chunyang stabbed out with a sword in mid-air.

The vast sword light pierced into Cheng Wuxiu's body.

Cheng Buxiu made a 'pop' sound, spit out blood, and staggered back.

The figure was swaying in mid-air, as if it would fall at any time.

Cheng Buxiu seemed to have been seriously injured by Li Chunyang!

Li Chunyang stared at him coldly, chanted the sword in his hand, and shouted sternly:

"You are an old thief! Today is the day you die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the sword power on his body soared into the sky!

The awe-inspiring sword power surged out wildly, with the potential to rush straight into a bullfight!

A flash of panic flashed in Cheng Bujiu's eyes, and he stepped back repeatedly.

Immediately after, he turned around, his feet moved wrongly, and he actually ran backwards.

He ran away frantically, still yelling: "Your Highness, your Majesty! Why don't you take action!"

"My subordinates can't hold on any longer!"

The shouts echoed over Jixia Academy.

Hearing this, Li Chunyang's body froze, stopped where he was, and stood up across the sky.

His face was unusually gloomy, and his eyes were cloudy and uncertain, as if he was thinking about something.

Ye Xinghe also frowned slightly, an unknown premonition rising in his heart.

At this time, the top of the mountain in the distance.

The king of Zhenguo, who was dressed in a gorgeous robe, sighed quietly: "Idiot like Cheng Buxiu, he can't handle such a small thing well."
Chapter completed!