Yes, Li Chengfeng installed the self-made air conditioner again.

Blowing on the air conditioner every day, eating ice cream and iced watermelon.

It can be described as exhilarating.

However, today, a strange face came to Li Chengfeng's Prince Zhen Palace.

That is an old man.

The old man carried a long sword on his back, came to the door, looked around, and then shouted casually: "Excuse me, is this the Eighth Prince's Town Palace?"

"Yes, please come in!"

Li Chengfeng shouted from inside the door.

The old man was not polite, he just pushed the door open and entered.

The moment the door was pushed open, a chilly aura rushed over.

The old man shuddered instantly.

"Okay, it's a cold place, Eighth Prince, you can't live in this place! You have to move out quickly!"

The old man frowned, and a sharp light flashed across his two experienced eyes.

And Li Chengfeng already knew who he was.

Because Li Junxian said it.

At the beginning of August, the number one swordsman in the palace, Mr. Yun Feiyang, will come to find Li Chengfeng and go to Longhu Mountain to participate in the sword fighting competition together.

And Li Chengfeng also met this old man once.

It was the last time when the Qinghe Cui family conspired to rebel.

This old man stopped thousands of soldiers and horses at the north gate with one sword and one man.

At that time, Li Chengfeng was still curious that there was no guard at the north gate to defend it.

So the old man kept it alone?

"Mr. Yun, are you here? Come on, sit down and rest for a while, when Li Junxian arrives in a carriage, we will set off to Longhu Mountain together!"

Li Chengfeng said warmly and hospitablely.

Yun Feiyang frowned.

To be honest, he had never been to such a cold place.

The summer is hot, and the sun outside is like fire, burning the earth extremely hot.

But in this house, the door is closed and the windows are closed.

But why is it so cool?

No, it can be said to be cold.

"Well, old man Yun Feiyang, I have met the Eighth Prince and Princess Changle!"

Etiquette should not be forgotten.

Yun Feiyang saluted the two of them.

Princess Changle was surprised, and said, "Ah, Teacher Yun, why are you here, Teacher Yun!"

"Haha, I'm here to discuss something with the Eighth Prince!"

Yun Feiyang smiled, a very kind smile.

He was dressed plainly, had gray hair, and deeply wrinkled face, but his eyes were full of powerful spirit.

His steps were brisk and silent.

This old man is indeed a super powerful master.

"Eighth prince, by the way, are you going to participate in the sword fighting competition in Longhu Mountain? That boy Li Junxian told me, he said that even the Sword Emperor himself has to weigh it if you go out!"

Yun Feiyang stroked his beard and looked at Li Chengfeng with a smile.

Li Chengfeng smiled and said: "Haha, it's just a false name, Li Junxian is blowing me up! I'm just a person who likes to play, because the palace is too boring!"

"Haha, Eighth Prince, you are being modest. Layman Bizhu is my good friend. If you can defeat Layman Bizhu, I am afraid you can also defeat the old man! It is rumored that the Eighth Prince is the reincarnation of a **** in the sky. I didn't believe it at first, but later I heard that you, the Eighth Prince, split the Tianyue Mountains, is this true or false?"

Yun Feiyang asked tentatively.

Li Chengfeng suddenly burst into laughter.

Some people really think that the Tianyue Mountain was split open with a single sword?

Who? With such a big brain hole, it's really a pity not to write novels!

"Ah? No? That old man can rest assured! Otherwise, I really thought that there are gods reincarnated in this world, and everyone said that you are the reincarnation of Emperor Donghua, hahaha..."

Yun Feiyang smiled kindly.

"Eighth prince, I don't know, can I teach you a thing or two?"

Yun Feiyang's eyes flickered for a moment, and his eyes shone sharply, stabbing at Li Chengfeng like two long swords with cold light.

Li Chengfeng glanced lightly.

With a flash of golden pupils, Yun Feiyang took three steps back in shock.

"Ding, surprise from Yun Feiyang, naughty value +1800!"

"Okay, what a strong sword energy!"

"Eighth prince, you still say you are not a god?"

Yun Feiyang was really shocked.

There is nothing wrong with my own feelings just now.

The light that flashed across Li Chengfeng's eyes was indeed the golden pupil, although it only disappeared in a flash, Yun Feiyang also caught it.

The golden sword energy flashed, and immediately cut off the sword energy he had released.

Although I only used 30% of my power, it can also reflect the strength of Li Chengfeng.

What if you do your best?

No more, no more, I should leave all my strength to that man, not to the Eighth Prince.

"Haha, Eighth Prince, disrespect, disrespect!"

Yun Feiyang rubbed the back of his head and laughed.

Li Chengfeng also said: "I said I'm not a god!"

"Okay, okay, we understand, we all understand, don't you just not!"

Yun Feiyang believed that Li Chengfeng was just covering up the fact that he was the reincarnation of a god.

After all, a seven-and-a-half-year-old child can see himself three steps backwards at a glance?

Is this human power?

It took him 80 years to practice the way of swordsmanship and reach the ultimate level.

Now that he has reached the peak of Dzogchen, how can he be dismissed by the Eighth Prince at a glance?

You say he is not the reincarnation of a god?

Even if it wasn't for Yun Feiyang, he didn't believe it anymore.

At least Yun Feiyang said no, and he acquiesced in his heart.

That's fine, at least the Eighth Prince is from the Tang Dynasty and from the imperial palace, so going to Longhu Mountain this time is just a chance to refresh the vigor of those Jianghu swordsmen.

Now, Yun Feiyang didn't want to compete for the number one swordsman in the world anymore.

He just wanted to decide a victory or defeat with his old enemy Sword Emperor Ye Sanyao.

After all, Yun Feiyang has an alias in the rivers and lakes: named, the sword sage Yun Feiyang!

This time, Juggernaut VS Sword Emperor.

As soon as the news came out, it immediately attracted countless people from all corners of the country to visit Longhu Mountain.

There are pure spectators, as well as masters of the rivers and lakes who signed up for the sword fighting competition.

Some people say that this year's Longhushan Sword Fight is not for the swordsman competition, but for the battle between the sword master and the sword emperor.

The two old men have been entangled with each other for decades, and now it is indeed time.

Because they know each other, they will not live for a few years.

In the end, it is estimated that we will only be able to see each other in the next life!

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"Eighth Prince~lightnovelpub.net~ Your room is a bit weird? I'm not a Taoist priest and I don't know how to do it, but I can feel that the place is extremely cold. It's summer outside, but it's like winter inside the house. It’s full of gas, staying for a long time, it’s not good for your health!”

Yun Feiyang asked with concern.

After all, he is also a member of the palace.

Li Chengfeng is his little boss.

Li Chengfeng smiled and said: "It's not a problem, it's a high-tech refrigeration machine, which can cool the room, and it won't be cold when we turn it off! But it's summer now, and the weather is hot, so we can cool down comfortably!"

"What? High technology? Can you still breathe out the cool air? Sorry, it's the old man who doesn't read much and is pedantic!"

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