The sunset is slanting.

Snow in the woods.

Pieces of snowflakes dotted with green silk held up by the jade belt, and the heavenly punishment with a resolute aura in the eyes of the sword eyebrows and stars will use ten thousand powers, stepping on the huge sword mark of the thunder and lightning wire to suppress it.

The indescribable speed made the shrinking space seem to have a sign of collapse, and the inexplicable waves of qi around the edge of the sword mark rolled away, kicking up countless dust and smoke.

A certain moment.

There is a flying sword from the bottom up, stabbing the sword mark that suppresses and falls. The flying sword trembled and shook at a violent speed, and sporadic sparks of lightning shot out from the tip of the sword and the sword mark where it touched, and then the sound of gold cracking was heard, and the flying sword shattered suddenly.

The sword mark did not continue to fall, and the second flying sword followed.

The second flying sword shattered.

Immediately after the third shank, the fourth shank...... Tenth Shank...... On the hundredth, countless flying swords shattered, and countless flying swords swarmed again.

For Luo Changfeng, who was damaged by the Yuan Shen, using the Yuan Shen Imperial Sword, especially dispersing the Yuan Shen Imperial Sword Thousand Handles, was a means of cultivating its wear and tear.

If you are in a trance, you will be eaten by a thousand swords.

He's gambling.

Fighting with the Ten Heavenly Manifestations of the Saint who has cultivated as a saint of the present time is in itself a gamble of nine deaths and no life.

At the beginning of the three-thousand-foot sword wall, it was a fluke that the white-clothed Luo Bing used his body to kill the already injured Dahuanxi Bodhisattva. Outside Jiangdu City, if it weren't for him accidentally breaking through the grinding chess of life and death, Li Taibai would have won or lost only five or five of the enemy's chess and sword double-armor with the cultivation of a hundred years of cultivation.

The situation is different today than the previous two times.

Among the ten days of manifestation, the heavenly punishment will not be as cold as the talent of Shushan Moyan, not as famous as the heavenly sword to break a thousand tribulations, not as free and easy as Li Taibai, the double armor of chess and sword, not as treacherous as Yuan Tiangang in Tsing Yi of the Demon Gate, not as mysterious as the moon and hidden mirror man in the well, not as good as the legend of the ferryman who never sets the sun, and not as indifferent as the wine and flag...... But this Heavenly Punishment General, who seems to be only in his upright prime, is undoubtedly the earliest one to become famous in the Ten Heavens.

It seems that at the beginning of Emperor Yutian's creation of the Imperial Alliance, this person had already led a well-established family to follow him, and his cultivation was unfathomable.

This heavenly punishment will be so ordinary, yet so unusual. It was as if he could make himself famous overnight, and he could be unknown overnight. In Luo Changfeng's opinion, this is an extremely terrifying place.

Blood spilled from the corners of his mouth again.

Luo Changfeng couldn't help but regret the loss of the ancient Tibetan sword in the Huanhua Washing Sword Diagram, and condensed the Yuan Shen and flew out again.

The speed at which the sword seal suppressed and fell finally slowed down.

Thousands of flying swords groaned, causing a crack to appear in the sword mark.

In the blink of an eye, the crack spread, disintegrating like a bronze mirror. As a result, the flying sword like a rain of swords pierced through the sword mark and sped around the Heavenly Punishment General.

In the midst of the sword rain, Tie Leng's expression was still as calm as ever.

He condescendingly looked down at Luo Changfeng, whose face was slightly pale, and pointed his sword at the sky, leading to a burst of wind and thunder.

Like a river of thunder pouring down, the purple thunder and lightning suddenly brought the surrounding land to a catastrophe.

Xue'er fought to the death with the five big quicksands, and when she sensed the danger, she did not hesitate to retreat hundreds of feet away.

At that moment, Xue'er saw Luo Changfeng who was still under the wind and thunder.

Wind and lightning shoot down.

In just a thought, dozens of ancient trees covered in snow were scorched black, and thunder and fire were burning their dry trunks. The earth was a scorching pit of black smoke, and the sight of dead destruction filled the eyes.

"Brother Changfeng!"

This scene caught her eyes, and Xue'er, who had tears in her eyes, was overwhelmed with grief.

She swept with a sword, and the terrifying frost aura was everywhere.

After forcing back the five great quicksands, the red robe flew towards the scorched and silent pit.

She kept calling from the bottom of her heart.

You can't die! You can't die......

In the deep pit of the earth, which seemed to have no signs of life, a dazzling divine light suddenly rose.

There seemed to be a pleasant jingle of countless elves in his ears, and the holy light slowly rose.

Cher stopped, frowned, and saw a holy and open lotus flower.

The lotus flower rises.

Thirty-six petals peel off, but the peeling petals are each a lotus.

There was still heavy snow in the sky under the remnant sun.

However, at this moment, both the heavy snow and the remnant sun were overshadowed by the holy light of the thirty-six rising lotus flowers.

"Thirty-six Character Lotus Life Formula!"

Looking at the thirty-six lotus flowers that slowly rose like lanterns, as if trapping themselves in a formation, Tie Leng's face was finally a little solemn when he stood in the void.

In the smoky pit, Luo Changfeng, who was quite embarrassed, stood up with a knife in his hand.

College Guardian Knife.

It is also a self-sacrificing sword.

Since the academy was destroyed by the hands of the gods of the Eight Hundred Sects of Tiandong, Luo Changfeng no longer used the sword.

No yard knives, no butcher knives.

The two knives seemed to be treasured by him.

In fact, he didn't deliberately treasure it, he was just raising knives.

The meaning of raising a knife.

This method of cultivating the knife is not that he has set a precedent, in fact, there have been predecessors who have set a precedent.

In front of the door of the White Building, the knife idiot Bai Yu cut off the white building, and raised a knife in the academy for three years. Three years without a knife, just for the White House Gate.

Luo Changfeng's knife path cultivation can be said to have been passed down from the predecessors of the knife idiot, and this method of knife cultivation is to imitate.

The moment the academy knife was in hand, the majestic knife intent that could not be described in words was like a clear water river bursting its embankment, overturning mountains and seas, pouring like a flood.

The knife groaned in the ears.

The charred earth showed a straight wind mark.

The knife groaned and re-entered the ear.

The branches of the burning dead wood are silent, and the neat cuts and breaks appear, and the dead branches break off.

The sound of knives was endless.

Snowflakes in the sky are shredded by invisible and invisible wind marks.

There are countless traces of void in the void.

The Heavenly Punishment Commander Tie Leng, who was trapped by the thirty-six holy lotus flowers, once again drew the wind and thunder with his sword, and formed a curtain of wind and thunder light in front of him.

The sword intent struck, and the wind and thunder light curtain was torn apart.

The jade belt with three thousand green silks was cut off, and the heavenly punishment will be scattered.

He slashed his sword in front of him.

The sword is broken.

The strands of hair raised in the wind were cut off by the knife intent and fell in front of him.

At this moment, the Heavenly Punishment General Tie Leng finally became angry.

Since his ten-day manifestation, there has never been a battle worthy of his true strength. Even if he followed the Emperor Yutian to conquer the Demon Gate back then, he was just decent.

Because no one can defeat the sword in his hand, and no one can defeat the wind and thunder in the sky.

He hadn't forgotten a thing.

Luo Changfeng had died once in the academy, and now it seems to be no different from the mortal body, but in fact, Luo Changfeng's body is recast from thirty-five lotus petals and half a delicate heart.

In other words, Luo Changfeng was not an ordinary mortal, and the sword and wind and thunder did not cause much damage to him.

After figuring out this joint, the Heavenly Punishment General narrowed his eyes.

With a big hand, the void cracked.

An ancient halberd slowly poked out from the void rift.

Six-in-eight Halberd Start!

Luo Changfeng drew his sword.

The crimson sky was replaced by a purple thunder river in an instant.

Thirty-six holy lotus flowers were annihilated by the Thunder River.

Luo Changfeng took out the knife.

Heavenly punishment will come out of the Thunder River, like an extraterrestrial punisher who judges the sins of the world.

The five quicksand faces looked at each other.

Cher was thoughtful.

The knife marks cut the Thunder River in half.

However, in the next moment, the Thunder River, which had been separated by the terrifying knife marks, merged again.

Heavenly punishment will be the euphorbia.

He wants to open his mouth to judge all beings.

Before he could speak, a rain of arrows came from afar.

"Heaven's punishment, judgment on behalf of heaven......"

In the distance, Jiang Manlou looked at the purple sky, and his heart palpitated.

Thinking that he finally caught up, otherwise, when this heavenly punishment general really opened the mouth of punishment, whether it was the boy in the robe, or the princess of Dayan, I was afraid that he would die.

(PS: Heavenly punishment will be extraordinary in the future, well, only so much can be revealed.) The name of this chapter is taken from a song, Spring Mud, thank you. Ask for a commuter pass. ）