The longer he fought with Li Chengfeng, Wu Fei felt more and more struggling.

This young boy seems to have enough physical strength to use, as if he will never be tired.

Wu Fei touched his hands again to the backpack behind him and found that there were only two darts inside?

"No, there are only two darts. If I continue to fight like this, I will definitely lose!"

"If I lose to the master of Dunyin Sect, then I have nothing to say! But if I lose to a six-year-old child, how embarrassing it will be in the future if I say it out?"

"Although this child is a person from Dunyinmen, he is only six years old? Is he aged 68 and a person who has practiced assassination for more than 50 years can't compare to a six-year-old child from Dunyinmen?"

"To win, you must win this game!"

Wu Fei gritted his teeth and thought to himself.

Li Chengfeng also admired this old man a little.

In his sixties, he is still flipping around the beams. Are you not tired?

Li Chengfeng touched his pocket and squeezed three black darts into his hands.

“Silent…”

Three darts were fired together, and Wu Fei was shocked in an instant and hurriedly used the escape technique to escape.

Wu Fei escaped from the distance between two positions and gasped heavily.

Li Chengfeng frowned and looked at Wu Fei with some confusion, saying, "Old sir, why don't you throw a dart? Don't say that I'm bullying the old with a young age! Let's compete with the strength of hidden weapons at a distance! So I didn't bully you, right?"

"Haha, the young man is really kind-hearted and chivalrous. I don't throw darts because my darts are almost finished, and there are only the last two left, so I can't throw these two randomly. I must find your flaws and throw them out and defeat you!"

"What? Just two darts? Your darts are so fast!"

"Ding, the surprise from Wu Fei, the naughty value is 188!"

Wu Fei said: "Young hero, I'm not less than two hundred darts in my backpack. If I were to perform a mission to assassinate someone else, these two hundred darts could kill at least one hundred people! But I don't understand. I'm very tired with such a big bag of darts, but where did your darts come from?"

Li Chengfeng smiled and said, "Just take it out of my pocket?"

Immediately, Li Chengfeng reached out and pulled it into his pocket, and there were another large handful of darts.

Wu Fei and the people downstairs were shocked.

Li Chengfeng's small pocket can actually hold so many darts?

What exactly is his pocket made of?

However, what others don’t know is that Li Chengfeng directly spent naughty value to buy darts from the system.

For these ordinary black non-toxic darts, you can buy one with just a little naughty value.

Li Chengfeng, who was rich and generous, directly purchased 1,000 black darts and placed them in the system warehouse.

As long as he wants to use it, he can just pull it into his pocket, and there will be a lot of darts.

Wu Fei knew that if he continued to fight against Li Chengfeng like this, he would undoubtedly lose.

So Wu Fei simply took back the two darts in his mouth and pulled out two short knives from his waist.

Wu Fei looked at him and shouted: "Be careful, young man, next, I will compete with you in close combat with you!"

"Okay, come on, it's just my wish!"

Li Chengfeng also nodded slightly.

He was just about to try it out, how powerful is the legendary double-sword and armor assassination technique of Dunyin Sect?

So Li Chengfeng stretched out his little hand and dug it out in his pocket.

He took out a red sword and another green sword.

These two long swords are Gan Jiang and Mo Ye, the legendary two of the ten ancient swords.

"Hiss...huh..."

“Buzz buzz…”

Li Chengfeng took a deep breath, and a slight sound of sword sound suddenly came from above the two green and red swords.

Everyone present was amazed at the long sword in Li Chengfeng's hand.

"What a sharp sword!"

Someone in the crowd exclaimed.

"The sword in the young man's hand is green and red? It's really rare. I just don't know which swordsman they came from? To be honest, I also want two such swords!"

"Is it the legendary Qinghong Sword?" said a man.

"No, it's not the Qinghong sword!" Another old man in black robe explained: "The Qinghong sword points to a sword, and the young man's hand was obviously two swords, one green and one red! According to the records on the ancient sword chart, in this world, there are only two of the ten ancient divine swords, Gan Jiang and Mo Ye!"

"What? Gan Jiang and Mo Ye? Old man, you didn't lie to us, are you?"

The old man in black robe shook his head and said, "What am I lying to you? That was what I saw on the ancient sword score with my own eyes! But I don't know whether the sword in the young man's hand was a god of Moye!"

"Gan Jiang, Mo Ye? What is that boy's identity?"

Cao Xue widened her eyes and looked at Li Chengfeng with a bright look in her beautiful eyes.

Li Chengfeng was still covered in a veil, and no one could see Li Chengfeng's true appearance clearly.

They could only see Li Chengfeng's clear eyes through Li Chengfeng's eyes.

The old man in black robe said, "If the long sword in the young man's hand is really Gan Jiang and Mo Ye, it can only prove that his identity is definitely not simple! It is very likely that even the young master of the Hidden Sect could not be sure! Otherwise, how could his kung fu be so powerful? And there is also a personal bodyguard of the Master of Swords around him?"

"Well, I'm afraid it's true!"

Many people began to doubt Li Chengfeng's true identity, whether he was the young master of the Hidden Sect.

However, Li Chengfeng's true identity is the Eighth Prince of the Tang Dynasty.

If his identity is exposed, everyone present will probably be even more shocked.

...

"A little cold light arrives first, and then the sword comes out like a dragon!"

“Buzz…”

Li Chengfeng held two swords and slashed towards Wu Fei.

Wu Fei was defeated and could only act as a defensive posture, so he beat the side and retreated.

"What a brutal sword technique this is!"

"Boring, boring..."

Li Chengfeng slashed two swords in a row, and Wu Fei could only retreat continuously and did not dare to force himself.

"Look, everyone, Elder Wu Fei was suppressed by that young boy in the sword path?"

"Well, in terms of swordsmanship, Elder Wu Fei is not the opponent of the young man, but don't forget that they are competing with assassination techniques, not swordsmanship!"

On the floor, the old man in black robe looked up at the two people on the beam of the room.

Since Li Chengfeng's green and red sword is so dazzling, this may not be a good thing for an assassin.

"The word "Exit"..."

"Swish..."

Wu Fei used the escape technique again to hide his body in the darkness.

Li Chengfeng suddenly landed on a beam of a house, responding to changes in the same way as he remained unchanged.

Wu Fei's figure disappeared again?

This old man, if you can't beat him, run away?

Just do sneak attacks??
Chapter completed!