The heavy snow froze the hearts of the father and son. They all use swords, and this is a duel that belongs to the swordsman.

Li Yixiu got the true biography of Li Boyong.

But is he better than blue?

Apparently not to that extent.

Li Yixiu came to kill Li Boyong, purely driven by a wave of blood, and he even suffered for a long time before he made up his mind. Previously, he had not thought about the consequences, he proclaimed justice, believing that the power of justice was invincible, and that once he was determined to fight against evil, he would surely achieve the final victory.

This cannot be said to be a kind of blindness, nor can it be said that he is naïve, but some things are engraved in his bones and it is difficult to change passively; more importantly, in his subconscious, Li Boyong will never hurt him, and he may not even know it. There are thousands of children all over the world, all like him, who subconsciously feel that their parents will not hurt them, so they often have no scruples. This is a very important premise.

And if it weren't for this big premise, he would still be here, but he would have behaved more tragically. The martyrs are all like that.

The Spring Snow Sword was pulled out, and a series of shadow swords were raised. The snow wind was driven by the Shadow Sword, and it looked as if countless snowflakes were swarming towards Li Boyong and sending out a series of explosions around him.

Li Boyong dealt with it very carefully, although it was said that Li Yixiu was not yet superior to Lan, but there were many examples of a first-grade martial artist killing a strong person in the Xiuzhen Realm.

He doesn't underestimate anyone, especially the young swordsmen he has single-handedly cultivated.

The most important thing in the sword technique of "Shadow Sword" is the suppression of quantity. Use a large amount of sword qi to force the opponent not to get close, each sword qi will burst, the lethality is very terrifying, as long as one of them is not dealt with well, it may die.

In terms of suppression, Li Yixiu undoubtedly did a good job. The emittation and landing point of each Shadow Sword was just right, and even Li Boyong himself couldn't do it better than him

But Li Boyong hasn't fought back yet, he is still observing his prey, and Li Yixiu is his prey at this moment.

He walked leisurely in the storm of sword qi, his eyes never leaving the sword in Li Yixiu's hand. He grew up watching him, and he taught him trick by move, as carefully and carefully as nurturing a seedling, which led to his today's achievements.

But he was going to be his enemy with someone who was already dead for some boring reason, and the thought of this made his chest almost burst.

"You are in vain the son of man!" he was furious. In fact, deep down, I still hope that the other party can bow his head and apologize, and it is this emotion that makes him not fight back.

"At least I can tell the difference between right and wrong!" Li Yixiu said coldly.

Li Boyong's heart rose with discouragement and despair, and what he couldn't get was ruined. This is really in line with his style.

Suddenly, he made a move.

The sword light suddenly burst out, and several shadow swords that attacked the vital points around him were annihilated in the blink of an eye, Li Boyong's whole person was already bullied, the sword weapon seemed to have a soul in his hand, and the trajectory of the swing was so agile and natural.

An indescribable sword light enveloped Li Yixiu, he seemed to be in a sea of swords, and the sense of oppression suffocated him. He almost had the urge to bow down, and even lost all his resistance to it. He knew why this was the case, and it would only happen when the difference in strength was too large.

Now that he knows Li Boyong's true strength, he is not on the Shura list, it is obvious that Tianyun Pavilion deliberately hides his strength, waiting for the right time to make a move, and the world will be amazed.

But what he couldn't figure out was that such a butcher who had no mercy at all, why did he have such a superb kendo cultivation, could it be that the cultivation was really respected by the strong? The strong can do evil without any scruples, and the cultivation will continue to grow stronger, is there no retribution in the way of heaven?

He had obviously given up struggling, and raised his head, wanting to ask the heavens for an answer.

Who can the heavens give an answer?

No one can either.

Here's the answer.

That's the answer, but it's not the end.

Suddenly, all the snowflakes as far as his eye could see were pushed in all directions, and for a moment the night sky was as clean as if it had never snowed.

There is also an illusion of time and space standing still.

"Brother Boyong, I've been waiting for this moment for a long time. ”

A clear voice, falling from the clear sky.

"Zhao Xu?" Li Boyong stopped his offensive and frowned, "I didn't ask you to stay at home tonight, and you are not allowed to go anywhere?"

"Brother Boyong, since I met you ten years ago, my career is bright. It is thanks to you that you have come to this point. ”

I only heard his voice, but I didn't see his person, "Alas, climb up step by step, the thrilling in it is not enough for outsiders." ”

Li Boyong said coldly: "You just came to talk this nonsense to me?"

"But one day, I suddenly felt a sense of emptiness. The voice continued, "It was the year after my wife's suicide, and the moment I finally sat on the throne of the Great Priest, and I suddenly realized that all this was not what I wanted......

"What do you want to say?" Li Boyong was vigilant.

"By thy grace, my wife has committed suicide in disgrace, and my daughter has become a slut who is as good as she can be, and she has been ruined by my desires, my desire to win, all that I have. The official uniform I wear now is woven from their blood and tears, drop by drop......"

"I want to put an end to all these evils, Brother Boyong, and be punished with me!"

Something fell from the sky.

The fall was amazing, and Li Yixiu faintly felt that his scalp was numb.

Nearer, closer and closer.

It's a huge iron ball.

Li Boyong's face changed greatly, and the momentum of the cultivator realm powerhouse was released without reservation, and with a flick of his wrist, an overwhelming shadow sword spit out.

Dense explosions erupted in the silent night sky, as if in place of fireworks that could not be set off because of the curfew.

"It's useless...... It took me three years to prepare for this blow......"

Li Yixiu suddenly knew how the iron ball fell from the sky, because he found that half of Zhao Xu's body was dissolved into the iron ball, and there were silver-gray spots on the surface of his skin, which was a human treasure that was refined by using the method of taking food and refining.

This is a sad and miserable approach. In order to increase the weight, Zhao Xu treated his body cruelly, ingesting a large amount of iron juice to form an iron ball, due to a large number of star silks, the ordinary iron ball could be collected into the source sea, but after it was released in the air, he could no longer take it back, because the iron ball was already connected to his flesh and blood.

Such an extreme method is not only for revenge, but also for one's own punishment.

Li Boyong tried to dodge, but was suppressed by an invisible gravity.

Since there is no escape, then give it a go.

"White Tiger!"

He mobilized the true qi of his whole body, condensed it on the sword body, and there was a hurricane hidden in his breath, like a tiger roaring in the mountains and forests. The sword body naturally gave birth to a vision, and it was a tall and matchless white-fronted tiger.

The Tiger King roared in the sky.

Rumble!

The next moment, the two collided together, the Tiger King shattered in the moment of the shock, followed by the invisible pressure to push Li Boyong's father and son to the ground, blood vomited wildly, and finally the iron ball shattered, and Zhao Xu's only remaining body fell to the ground, his eyes were closed, and he didn't move.

Li Boyong struggled to get up from the ground, staggered to Zhao Xu's side, and stepped on his head: "Lao Tzu survived, you shitty thing! Who else do you, who else wants to kill me......?"

Before the words fell, he let out a muffled snort, he looked down at the spring snow passing through his chest, and slowly turned his head to look at Li Yixiu, "You ...... Patricide...... of disobedience...... Child...... You can't be good...... Dead ......"

Li Yixiu was about to speak, and suddenly let out a muffled snort.

His chest was also pierced, and it was none other than Zhao Xu, who only had half of his body left.

Zhao Xu smiled slightly: "Now...... Be fair......" he swallowed.

"Hehehe...... Heaven has eyes...... Retribution is unpleasant......" Li Yixiu smiled miserably and slowly fell down.

......

Lingxiao Palace.

Ji Tiansheng looked at Yan Li and said, "Yan Li, you go on." ”

"Now, only one last mystery remains. Yan Li said with a smile, "Before revealing it, I want to ask you a question. ”

Li Yong snorted coldly: "Ask quickly!"

Yan Li didn't care either, and said, "Everyone knows about black blood, right?"

"A cultivator's terminal illness, who doesn't know?"

Yan Li said: "Then you should know that the blood of a black blood patient is a natural poison that can directly kill people." ”

"I've never heard of this. ”

Yan Li said: "Actually, more than half of you have been poisoned. ”

"What?

"Why don't I feel signs of poisoning?"

"That's right......"

Yan Li said: "People who don't feel it are either ordinary people, or their cultivation is too weak. The reason why I mention this poison is because the person who died violently a few days ago died under this poison. Do you know why, but they died when they started it? Because as soon as they moved, they were bound to mobilize their vitality, and the black blood poison traveled around their bodies with their vitality, and the blood immediately died, which was the reason why they died violently. ”

"No, I've heard that in order to make this poison, you have to have a patient with black blood. ”

Yan Li said: "It's a coincidence, Gu Shiyu is such a person. ”

Li Yong said coldly: "What's the use of you bringing it up now? Everyone is already dead!"

Yan Li smiled and said, "Then speaking of this, a question arises: How are these people poisoned?"

But without waiting for the crowd to answer, he added, "With your brains, you can't think of it." In fact, even me, if it weren't for a coincidence, would never have imagined it. ”

"Lord Yan, don't sell it, say it quickly!" everyone urged.

"Royal tribute, Qingxi tea. Yan Li slowly said the answer.

"Qingxi tea?" everyone's faces changed drastically, and they had obviously already drunk it.

The corners of Yan Li's mouth raised slightly, and his gaze slowly turned to a person: "Lord Ghost Saint, what do you think of my inference?"