Chapter 166: Meeting

Fang Sijun's head was raised and looked at Li Changfeng, Li Changfeng was wrapped in blazing patterns, like a god of war falling from the sky, compared to him, Fang Sijun seemed quiet and simple.

His face was fair, and it was only at this moment that a smile finally appeared on his face.

From the first time Li Changfeng saw him on the snowfield of no return, until now, he finally saw a smile on his face.

Fang Sijun was very happy.

He finally waited until this moment, and waited until Li Changfeng was desperate to kill himself.

If he can defeat himself, then what does it matter if he kills himself?

So he was happy.

Li Changfeng didn't know that the person standing opposite him was a madman, even if he wasn't a madman, Li Changfeng wouldn't let him live.

A person who oppresses his heart for a long time is angry.

Li Changfeng does not worship heaven and disrespect, and does not believe that fate only depends on himself, so he has been oppressing his heart, but he has not found that such a self is far from when he was in Chenjiagou.

And Fang Sijun's existence, the note he sent to Li Bezhi directly and effectively hit Li Changfeng's weakest point, and successfully made Li Changfeng lose his mind.

Li Changfeng almost forgot that this was the Guitian Wu Ruins, this was the Returning Snow Field to the top, and this was the territory of Xue Jian Zhai, what he was thinking and doing at the moment was to kill Fang Sijun.

The silver moon is filled with the brilliance of sparks, competing with the bright moon.

Li Changfeng finished sealing, pulled out the flying white knife, and then slashed towards Fang Sijun.

There is no earth-shattering, no resounding in the sky, the brilliance on the silver moon and the sparks on the flying white are intertwined to build a graceful and beautiful dream scene.

The light continued to spread, illuminating everyone's eyes.

Even Li Changfeng and Fang Sijun were overwhelmed by this brilliance, and they couldn't see the figures clearly.

Although the shining man could not open his eyes, everyone clearly heard the sound of gold and iron shattering.

The sound of gold and iron shattering again.

Previously, Fang Sijun was carrying an iron sword to fight with Li Changfeng, but Li Changfeng had not yet pulled out the flying white knife at that time, so everyone could clearly judge that Fang Sijun's iron sword was cut into pieces by Li Changfeng.

But now the shining man couldn't open his eyes, so everyone didn't know whether the silver moon was broken or the white was broken.

The more anxious I was, the more I couldn't see clearly.

Until the light gradually dimmed, the runes under his feet gradually faded, revealing two embarrassed figures.

Li Changfeng gasped, his hands were shaking, but his eyes were still firm.

Fang Sijun half-knelt on the ground, his expression was depressed, but his face was a little relaxed.

The moon wheel still floated above his head.

So everyone turned their attention to Li Changfeng again.

Although his hand was shaking, the flying white knife was still firmly held in his hand, and he was stationed on the ground with the knife.

Where did the cracking sound come from?

Fang Sijun's hanging head suddenly raised, he breathed a long sigh of relief, looked at Li Changfeng and said, "You won." ”

When he said this, the silver moon suddenly stopped turning, and everyone could see that there was a fine crack spreading backwards at the glorious edge of the silver moon.

Spread to the colorful blade, spread to the tip of the crescent, spread to all places.

In the eyes of everyone, the silver moon shattered, not only shattered, but also turned into flying ash and iron filings, floating and scattered in the Guitian Wu Ruins

On the bluestone of the Great Tomb.

and those dry bones, intertwined together, fused into one.

The silver moon shattered, and Fang Sijun lost.

But it seems that Li Changfeng has to pay a lot of price.

Fang Sijun's face showed a smile again: "Master told me that the only reason for my existence here is a person named Li Changfeng. ”

"So I was hidden in the snow for eighteen years, just to wait for you to come to the snow and never return. ”

"I gave up the seven feelings, gave up the six desires, and devoted myself to the way of the sword, just to fight with you. ”

"The master said that if I win, I can redeem myself and go down the mountain, and if I lose, then my only mission has been completed in this life. ”

"So the only reason I exist, is to be defeated by you, and since I have completed my mission, death is also a relief for me. ”

Fang Sijun half-knelt on the ground, holding his head high and speaking quietly, those sad words came out of his mouth, just like the parents after dinner.

After a pause, he looked at Li Changfeng and laughed, maybe he had been in the snow field for a long time, his pale and colorless face actually laughed happily, looked at Li Changfeng and said, "You kill me." ”

Li Changfeng took a deep breath, walked over with a knife, and said word by word: "Do you think I won't dare to kill you?

Li Bezhi is struggling.

She pinched the skirt with both hands, pinched it to death, the pinched joints were blue and white, and the green tendons were exposed.

Suddenly, she let go of her hand.

Li Changfeng didn't see her movements, if he saw it, he would know that he had already made a decision in his heart.

She was always struggling like this, and the moment she relaxed, it meant that she had made her choice.

"Stop!"

Li Changfeng was stunned for a moment, raised his head, and saw Li Bezhi's face, as well as the resoluteness on his face.

His murderous eyes suddenly appeared stunned for a moment, and then there was a little sadness, which gradually dissolved, like thick ink in the water.

Li Bezhi looked at Fang Sijun under the knife, and said word by word: "You said that you wrote the note, so who are my parents?"

Wenren Lixue didn't know what was going on between them, but she could clearly feel the gap between Li Changfeng and Li Bezhi.

It's like the eyes of the abyss, slowly opening up.

Fang Sijun was laughing, laughing maniacally.

He was originally a dead face, but now he laughed unbridled without scruples, and this smile fell into Li Changfeng's eyes, with seven points of mockery, five points of fearlessness, and twelve points of dazzling.

Therefore, the iron ruler in Li Changfeng's hand was danced by him with a knife flower, and Fang Sijun's arm was thrown out in response, and blood was sprinkled all over the hall.

Fang Sijun was still laughing, but his face was very pale, but the curvature of the corners of his mouth was thrown on.

"After all, it's not your biological brother and sister, you only need to write a note, and you will turn against each other. ”

This sentence was not said by Fang Sijun, but by a girl.

Everyone looked in shock at the girl who was slowly coming from the shadows, her voice was as sharp as a needle, although immature.

This is the first time Li Changfeng has seen a hundred miles of flying flowers.

This is also the first time Li Bezhi has seen a hundred miles of flying flowers.

In other words, except for Fang Sijun, everyone saw Baili Feihua for the first time.

Because she has been hiding in the snow field of no return until today.

Until all the layouts were in place, the first sentence she said completely separated Li Changfeng and Li Bezhi.

Li Changfeng looked at the little girl who was a head shorter than himself, but he called the other party's name very clearly.

"Flying flowers. ”

It was as if the name had been swirling in his mind for a long time and had been remembered many times.

And he also knows very well that this girl, who looks younger than himself, is actually the same generation as his parents, and she is the real first person under God.

But Li Changfeng has never believed in heaven or earth, does not respect God or Buddha, so even if he is standing in front of him with a hundred miles of flying flowers, he is not afraid.

He grabbed Fang Sijun's head, and the flying white knife was placed on Fang Sijun's throat.

Baili Feihua watched Li Changfeng do all this with amusement, and then said with a slight smile: "You want to threaten me?"

Li Changfeng sneered: "If you don't care about his life, maybe I won't be surprised." ”

Baili Feihua's smile suddenly calmed down, not so mysterious.

Baili Feihua: "I thought that after going through many ups and downs, you would make me a little jealous, but I didn't expect you to be so mindless, how can a person who has achieved great things be bound by worldly thoughts, such a move that you know you can't do, is it the hero you understand?"

Li Changfeng: "I can't be as ruthless and unrighteous as you, you can even kill the people you love, what else in the world can you put in your eyes?"

At this moment, Baili Feihua shook her head, she didn't want to say anything more to Li Changfeng, but turned her gaze to Fang Sijun.

Fang Sijun was under Li Changfeng's knife, he saw the eyes of Baili Feihua, and showed a peaceful smile.

He muttered: "My master is a hundred miles of flying flowers, and he is the god of the supreme way."

Li Changfeng was surprised, he was still thinking about Fang Sijun's words, it turned out that his master was Baili Feihua, and it turned out that the words he said were what Baili Feihua said to him

At this moment, Li Changfeng saw a flame, this pink peach blossom-like flame did not come from elsewhere, but burned from Fang Sijun's body, the flame became bigger and bigger, and gradually engulfed Fang Sijun.

The moment he was engulfed, he was still laughing.

This flame even wanted to engulf the flying white knife in Li Changfeng's hand.

Li Changfeng floated back and looked at Fang Sijun who was burning into flames.

Everyone looked at the beautiful pink flames, illuminating the entire hall, and the expressions on everyone's faces were extremely complicated, and even the hundred miles of flying flowers looked at the pink flames with great interest.

But the flames were calm, there was no roar, no shouting, as if people were just a pile of firewood burning, and not a person.

Now Li Changfeng didn't know what was going on, he just watched the flames, burning, extinguishing, and then turning into a pile of ashes.

The wind blew and blew the ashes into the air, leaving behind a piece of wood.

People are burned, why does the wood remain.

Among the people present, except for Baili Feihua, perhaps only Wei Chuting was the most shocked.

He suddenly thought of something, eighteen years ago, the head of the sect cut off a section of the peach tree planted in the firewood courtyard of the late ancestor Emperor Qingdu, and watered it with nectar in the early morning, supplemented by the essence of the sun and the moon

Only a few people knew about this matter, but when Wei Chuting thought of this, he felt chills.