Chapter 730: The Pain Li

Tie Jian Lixiang was silent and finally sighed: "Swordless Du Niang, Du's sword technique is invincible, I wonder how Master Li defeated him?"

Li Chaodu sneered: "In the world, Jian Wuke is not the only one who knows Du Niang's sword technique." He looked at the Tie Jian Lixiang and slowly continued: "What's more, Du Niang's sword technique is not sophisticated, he has only learned 60% of it at most!"

Tie Jian Lixiang sneered: "I wonder how much has Master Li learned?"

Li Chaodu said lightly: "80%!" He looked at Tiejian Lixiang coldly, and then slowly said: "My swordsman Wuke's Du Niang is not as skilled as me in swordsmanship, and he knows more moves than me, so he was defeated!"

Tie Jian Lixiang's face slowly turned red. His heart was already cold just now, but now it became hot again. Although Jian Wuke could not fight, Li Chaodu was there. If he could defeat Li Chaodu and Du Niang's sword technique, he could still wash away his previous shame and justify himself!

Li Chaodu seemed to have seen Tie Jian Lixiang's thoughts, and he spoke with a sly look on his face: "I know what you think now."

Tiejian Lixiang said: "What do I have any ideas?"

Li Chaodu said lightly: "Do you want to defeat me?" Li Chaodu smiled happily: "Jian Wuke is already ruined. Only by defeating me can you recover your lost dignity!"

Tiejian Lixiang said: "I do have this idea, but today is not the time."

Li Chaodu sneered: "As long as the iron captain is willing, I can accompany you at any time."

Jian Wuke suddenly rushed towards Li Chaodu. Unfortunately, as soon as he took his step, he fell heavily to the ground. The iron chain on his feet was as thick as a thumb, and no one could break it.

Li Chaodu raised his face and didn't even look at Jian Wuke.

Jian Wuke lay on the ground, his messy white hair covered his entire face. He struggled on the ground, making a "whimper" sound in his mouth.

The whimpering sound became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared. Jian Wuke was carried away by two strong Zhuang Dings. The secret doors on the wall slowly closed.

The twelve corpses on the ground had long been carried away. Even the blood on the ground was wiped cleanly. The monks and the monks knew that their owners had a vigilance.

Only eight of the twenty Taoists were left! All eight of them looked at Li Chaodu with horror.

Li Chaodu suddenly said lightly: "You can leave now!"

The eight Taoists looked at each other, and they didn't know whether Li Chaodu's words were true or false. No one dared to move!

Li Chaodu sneered: "You scapegoats charge in battle, but the real Taoist Huanyang hid aside and watched the fun."

After hearing Li Chaodu's words, everyone was shocked. No one expected that Li Chaodu would suddenly mention the name of Taoist Huanyang.

Although everyone does not know the Taoist Huanyang, they are very familiar with the name Taoist Huanyang. Legend has it that Taoist Huanyang is a flying thief who does everything and kills people without blinking. It is said that Taoist Huanyang has many substitutes, and in the end, no one knows what the Taoist Huanyang looks like!

Luo Xiaofeng stood aside and couldn't help asking: "Have you ever seen Taoist Huanyang?"

Li Chaodu said: "No!"

Luo Xiaofeng said curiously: "Since there is no, why did Lord Li suddenly think of Taoist Huanyang? Could it be that the real Taoist Huanyang has also arrived at your nameless village?"

Li Chaodu did not answer, he sneered a few times, and his black sword of Du Niang raised high again.

The remaining eight Taoists stared at the black sword of Du Niang in Li Chaodu's hand with panic.

Suddenly, someone on the roof said, "Don't take action by Master Li!"

Li Chaodu suddenly turned around. A Taoist stood on the roof opposite. The height, shape, clothes and dress were no different from the Taoist just now. The Taoist was covered with his face and his eyes were shining. The weapon in the Taoist hand was also a golden pestle two feet and seven inches long.

Li Chaodu sneered: "Are you a Taoist in the Yang Dynasty?"

The masked Taoist sneered: "Master Li's son has a really good eye!"

Li Chaodu looked cold and said, "You are hiding in the corner like a mouse, but you let your substitutes die in vain! You are not only pitiful, but also sad!"

The masked Taoist sneered: "Actually, it's not me who is really pitiful and sad, but you, Mr. Li!"

Li Chaodu said: "Oh?"

The masked Taoist said lightly: "Mr. Li is amazing and charming, but he can't control his wife."

Li Chaodu's expression changed drastically: "What did you say?"

The masked Taoist sneered: "Have you forgotten Mr. Li? Every night on the full moon, it is when Mr. Li feels heartbroken!"

Others can't understand this sentence, but Li Chaodu understands it!

Li Chaodu's tight hand was trembling violently. This was his greatest shame and pain. The masked Taoist said it was very obscure, but Li Chaodu already knew what he said. Li Chaodu never dreamed that the great scandal of the Grand Master's Mansion would actually make the Taoist Yang who killed people without blinking.

How did Taoist Huanyang know about this? Li Chaodu’s palms were cold. After a moment of panic, he immediately made a decision: kill Taoist Huanyang. As soon as he made a decision, he immediately took action.

Li Chaodu drew his sword, and the sword light sprinkled out like a practice. He had already made a desperate move, and he tried his best to take action. The power of this sword was beyond people's imagination. The masked Taoist on the roof was also shocked, and there was panic and fear in his eyes. He wanted to escape, but when he realized it, it was too late. Du Niang's black sword was strangely inserted into his chest. The masked Taoist's face was constantly spasming because of the huge pain, and the black cloth covering his face was constantly shaking.

Li Chaodu wanted to see the true face of Taoist Huanyang. His sword turned around and took off the black cloth that covered the Taoist's face.

The black cloth covered by the masked Taoist slowly fell down. Under the bright firelight, people saw a flat fat face clearly.

Li Chaodu was suddenly stunned. When the masked Taoist fell down, he still had a disdainful sneer on his face. Who is he laughing at? Is he laughing at himself or Li Chaodu? Li Chaodu stood on the roof, his face as cold as ice.

Someone suddenly exclaimed behind Li Chaodu. The one who exclaimed was the Iron Sword Lixiang. Amid the screams, someone suddenly jumped up among the eight Taoists and attacked Li Chaodu with lightning speed. The change was too fast, and everyone never dreamed that among the seemingly ordinary Taoists, there was such a terrifying master with such a terrifying body movement.

Eight steps to catch the cicada! Climb the ladder! This Taoist man's body is like a flying swallow, and the golden pestle in his hand has poked Li Chaodu's head like lightning. When Li Chaodu reacted, the Taoist's golden pestle was less than five inches away from the back of Li Chaodu's head. No one can escape and save himself in this situation. Li Chaodu is no exception!

Li Chaodu's heart sank.

At this critical moment, a torch hung with the sound of the wind, hitting the Taoist's back.

The Taoist was shocked, and he hurriedly returned to save himself.
Chapter completed!