Chapter 231: Demon Country

The moment Li Changfeng stepped out of the turbulence of space, he thought that he was in the wrong place, once upon a time, the eastern capital of Chang'an was so prosperous, and the streets of ten miles were full of soft red fragrant soil, but now Chang'an Street, the bare branches and leaves are not touched, and the decay of late autumn is fully revealed at this moment, and the rolling up and falling leaves are even more depressed. Vertices

The gate is closed, and there is no sense of Kyoto's grandeur.

Li Changfeng could feel that there were still people in the house, but they all closed the door tightly, curled up in the house, and did not see the light.

A road through the ages, leading directly into the imperial city.

Li Changfeng stepped on the autumn leaves and walked into the city.

The eternal Tianque Palace is now more like a cemetery, starting from the entrance of the city gate, the sea of corpses is everywhere, lying horizontally and vertically.

Their blood has dried up, the swords inserted in their bodies have rusted, although they have fallen into the frost, but they can't stop their bodies from rotting, the smell is about to vomit, Li Changfeng saw that Tai'a Dao was full of piled up corpses, but from the end of Tai'a Dao, Li Changfeng began to see living people.

Some of these people are shirtless, their eyes are vicious, they are wandering back and forth with sharp knives in their hands, and some are wearing the armor of dead soldiers, but most of them are good and bad, and there is a smell of recklessness in the rivers and lakes between their gestures, and at a glance, they seem to have seen evil ghosts and come to the Shura field.

This is no longer Chang'an, where horses gallop and watch flowers and flowers, but a demon country with corpses and crows.

Li Changfeng raised his head and saw the black clouds shrouded in the sky at the top of the Tianque Palace, and his lifeless breath did not disperse.

"Who are you!How dare you break into the realm of the Demon Kingdom!"

The thugs who were walking away with knives saw Li Changfeng and Li Bezhi, so the blade pointed at Li Changfeng and scolded loudly.

Li Changfeng looked at him and said, "Call Zhou Xiuye out!"

The villain sneered: "I don't know what you're talking about! There is no Zhou Xiuye here, if you want to die, I will send you to the Western Heavens." ”

The blade slashed off from the top of Li Changfeng's head without hesitation, Li Changfeng clamped the blade between his fingers, and folded it into two sections with a slight tremble, and the blade was thrown back by Li Changfeng, like an arrow from the string penetrating through the person's body, and then burst out from the back spine, with three points of white bone fragments, and shot into the floor tiles with a ding, bottomless.

The light in the man's eyes was fierce, but his body was unresponsive and collapsed with a bang.

The people who were wandering around all gathered around when they saw this scene, and they were not afraid of the blade.

They are all used to the days of licking blood with blades, missing arms and legs, it is too normal to kill people and be killed, everyone's eyes are looking at Li Changfeng viciously, and occasionally looking at Li Bezhi greedily.

Li Changfeng suddenly shouted: "Zhou Xiuye!"

"You come out!"

Li Changfeng's voice lingered in the empty Tianque Palace, rippling back and forth seven or eight times before slowly disappearing, Li Changfeng waited coldly, but there was no response except for his own voice echoing here.

Li Changfeng sneered: "Okay, then I'll kill all the people here, see if you see me!"

Li Changfeng's robe shot out, and his white hand was like the sharpest knife in the world, and the sword was broken everywhere he passed, and the blood flowed like a river.

There is white silk in the wind, Li Changfeng is really ruthless, almost in an instant, he has slaughtered more than half of the people, Tai'a Dao is full of blood, and the severed limbs and stumps are broken.

Li Changfeng raised and fell with a knife in his hand, and the person with a knife on the opposite side was cut in half. Blood splattered.

He crushed the blade in his palm, and the long knife turned into pieces in his hand

Flying flowers, flying flowers shot out, and the chests of everyone beside Li Changfeng were suddenly burst out of countless tiny blood holes by this flying flower, and they fell down with a bang.

At this moment, a ray of light shot out from the Qiankun Palace.

This light came so fast that even Li Changfeng didn't even react and came to the front.

Li Changfeng turned sideways slightly, only to see that it was a spear, bursting out with fiery red light, which was enough to see its true essence agitation.

The thunderous momentum of the spear pierced through Li Changfeng's side and shot straight out.

Li Chang risked avoiding the spear, which smashed through the wall at the end of Tai'a Road, nailed to the green bricks and trembled.

Li Changfeng stood up, turned his head to look at the Qiankun Palace, which looked as black as ink, and in that inconspicuous darkness, Li Changfeng seemed to see a pair of blood-red eyes.

When Li Changfeng and Li Bezhi stepped into the Qiankun Palace, he finally saw those red eyes clearly.

A person wearing dark black armor sat on the dragon chair, but now on the dragon chair, two people's heads were pierced on the dragon's claws, and the blood had already darkened and condensed, looking extremely hideous.

Li Changfeng saw that one of the two people was Youwang Qingqiang, and the other was King Chun.

The man in armor wore a mask, his cold eyes were red, and he had a longsword with hideous joints at his hand.

He reached out and slowly removed his mask.

showed that pale face, but now he has long lost his former Mu Ran, and he has a little more indifference and emotion for the world.

Li Changfeng looked at his face and said, "It's really you." ”

When he was in the West, Li Changfeng still had a trace of fantasy in his heart, and when he hoped for a person with the same name, he didn't expect that after thinking about it thousands of times in his heart, he still couldn't change anything.

The person sitting on the dragon chair with his hands on the heads of King Chun and King You is Zhou Xiuye.

It was the Zhou Xiuye who used to be in the academy and was deceived by Li Changfeng with a bowl of braised pork.

Li Bezhi's eyes were already swirling with tears.

The world is impermanent, she still remembers the night of the academy's graduation ceremony, they sat and listened to the cliff talking, blowing the wind and watching the noise under the mountain, the kind of quiet and beautiful that overflowed from the bottom of her heart, I am afraid that there will never be it in this life.

Zhou Xiuye looked at Li Bezhi and saw the tears in her eyes, then turned his head to look at Li Changfeng and said, "You shouldn't come." ”

His voice was hoarse and low, and he was no longer the boy he was at the beginning.

Li Changfeng looked at Zhou Xiuye, suppressed the anger in his heart and said, "Why are you doing this?"

Zhou Xiuye said to himself: "There is no reason, I just wanted to do one thing, so I did it." ”

Li Changfeng listened to what he said, and said angrily: "Do you know how many people you have killed! How many of them are innocent?"

Zhou Xiuye looked at Li Changfeng's eyes and said, "What about you, how many people have you killed?"

Li Changfeng was stunned.

Li Bezhi clenched his fists: "Have you forgotten that you are a disciple of the academy?"

Zhou Xiuye narrowed his eyes: "I'm no longer a disciple of the academy." ”

Li Changfeng suddenly sighed and said, "Xiuye, you stop, I don't know what happened to you, but there must be other ways to help you, even if you kill the people of the world, can you be happy in your heart?"

Zhou Xiuye suddenly

Leaning on the dragon chair, he muttered, "I once asked myself this question, if I let the people of the world bury me with me, will those who died be able to be resurrected? ”

Li Changfeng frowned and said, "Then why do you still do these things?"

Zhou Xiuye: "I'm just waiting, waiting for someone to kill me, one palace, two courts, four countries and seven sects include the world's famous and decent families, they can slaughter the village for an ethereal yin and yang furnace, because this world is respected by the strong, then why can't I kill all the people in the world, if someone can kill me, then I will stop, but unfortunately, I haven't met anyone who can kill me." ”

Li Changfeng had a faint anger that he couldn't restrain between his eyebrows: "Okay, do you have to be happy if you have to be miserable!"

Zhou Xiuye looked at him, with a rare trace of emotion in his eyes, he smiled reluctantly and said, "Changfeng, don't you understand? I can't turn back." ”

Li Bezhi's tears were like falling rain on the ground.

Li Changfeng said angrily: "Bastard!"

Li Changfeng picked up a long sword on the Qiankun Palace, flew up, and pointed the blade directly at Zhou Xiuye.

Zhou Xiuye's bone sword trembled under his feet, and he had already gone up with him.

Li Changfeng and Zhou Xiuye's swords were intertwined, and their hearts sank.

His cultivation today has already been called a miracle, and it is not the same as when he was in the academy, but Zhou Xiuye can fight against Li Changfeng in the true yuan, if there is no adventure, it will never be like this, Li Changfeng is worried that he may have used some kind of power to exchange with others.

Li Changfeng said angrily: "Don't be stuck in the quagmire anymore and don't know it!"

Zhou Xiuye sneered: "I'll talk about you if you can beat me!"

The blade of the sword staggered slightly, and the tip of Li Changfeng's sword went up with the wind, which was the second type of chasing the wind and the moon in "The Sword of the Clouds", sticking up.

Li Changfeng chased the wind and the moon in one style, and then followed closely with a move to slash the flag.

Zhou Xiuye sneered: "Don't forget that I still taught you!"

Li Changfeng suddenly noticed that a trace of blood red appeared on Zhou Xiuye's dark armor, and this blood red was like mist, getting stronger and stronger, gradually permeating his whole body.

Zhou Xiuye's eyes instantly turned red, and he roared violently.

"Demon Wheel Dharma Body!"

Li Changfeng saw that his empty door was wide open, and the tip of his sword patrolled upward, stabbing Zhou Xiuye's chest.

Zhou Xiuye didn't dodge or dodge, Li Changfeng couldn't bear it in his heart, and the blade of the sword was slightly offset towards his right shoulder.

However, even if the long sword in Li Changfeng's hand was not as good as the Heavenly Yiluo and other divine blades, and under the blessing of his True Yuan, it was not something that ordinary cultivators could bear, this sword blade pierced through Zhou Xiuye's right shoulder and penetrated Zhou Xiuye's armor, but it was like piercing into a stone, making a sound of gold and iron intersecting, and the sword in Li Changfeng's hand could not pierce Zhou Xiuye's skin.

Zhou Xiuye's armor caught the blade of the sword, and after a slight pause, the long sword was broken into two sections.

Li Changfeng was startled, and Zhou Xiuye grabbed it with one hand.

Li Changfeng withdrew half a step and rolled up again.

The true yuan around him turned into tens of thousands of long swords, stabbing down from all directions of Zhou Xiuye, and the clanging sound was endless, but the true yuan could only leave shallow white marks on Zhou Xiuye's armor and skin, and Li Changfeng, who was so strong that the true yuan, could not break through Zhou Xiuye's defense.