Chapter 196: Gains and Losses

The snow seemed to have become colder, Li Changfeng suddenly felt that his body was very cold, he remembered that in the past winter in Chenjiagou, he took Bezhi to dig sweet potatoes, returned home with a basket on his back, squatted on the stove and stared at the crackling firewood inside, and the sweet potatoes that were pressed under the firewood slowly oozing butter and emitting fragrance.

So in the past, Li Changfeng liked snow very much, and he often dragged her as a live target for snowball fights.

It was the best time they ever had.

But on this snow-capped mountain, Li Changfeng found for the first time that the snow was very cold.

Xie Hongmakeup really wanted to rush out desperately and scold the man who looked like a mountain, even if she couldn't beat him, she would be angry with him, but she couldn't do it, her hand was held by Wenren Lixue. Wenren Lixue endured it, but she endured it not because she could bear it, but because she saw Li Changfeng's eyes.

Li Changfeng didn't want the two of them to interfere, and he didn't want the two of them to die.

I don't want my children to get hurt.

Qing Cang walked out of the void behind Li Changfeng and walked to his side.

At this time, Li Changfeng was kneeling, Qing Cang was standing, looking down like an ant.

He bent down and lifted the Feibai in Li Changfeng's hand, or Zhutian Yiluo.

Then take a closer look at the artifact.

It is rumored that there are only two masters of Zhutian Yiluo, Chen Canghai, the head of the Taigu En Temple, a sword splits the dragon-shaped stone wall and the Qifeng Mountain Range, splits out a Sheshen Mountain, and splits out 3,682 Shinto, and builds the Shenhuang Heavenly Palace on the top of the mountain, the Emperor Li Guhong, holding the Zhutian Yiluo foot on the eight formations, there is no opponent in the whole world, the Tianque Palace fights, the Emperor stands in front of the Qiankun Hall with a long sword in hand, and his left and right gods will kill a bloody sky.

This sword is only available to kings, and now it is in the hands of Qing Cang.

"Such a peerless divine weapon, falling into the hands of mediocre people, is really a tyrannical thing, thinking that when the emperor was alive, this sword was so angry that it swallowed mountains and rivers, but now it has become such a shabby appearance. Qing Cang looked at the black ruler and muttered.

Dong Mingchen, who had never spoken, suddenly said: "Zhutian Yiluo is a holy thing, and it is self-condensed. ”

Qing Cang glanced at Li Changfeng with contempt, and sneered: "A waste, how can it be worthy of the emperor's sword condensation, wait for me to take it to the sacrificial mountain, let the door master erase the consciousness of this sword, and let it choose the master again." ”

Suddenly, the sword instantly broke away from Qing Cang's hand, leaped high in the air, and then fell again, gently rotating at Li Changfeng's fingertips.

This young man kneeling in the snow, with white hair flying, had a black ruler spinning silently above his head.

Qing Cang still despised Li Changfeng.

If he hadn't despised Li Changfeng, even if the other party used the True Yuan Imperial Sword, Zhutian Yiluo would never have been able to break away from his palm.

In other words, he has never paid attention to Li Changfeng, and has always regarded the other party as an ant crushed at will.

Li Changfeng's legs trembled and stood up, and he couldn't suppress his crying after just looking at his red makeup, when Li Changfeng knelt, his clothes were wet with blood, but when he stood up, he saw that the snow under him had all melted away and turned blood red.

How much blood did Li Changfeng shed? No one knows.

Wen Ren Lixue held his other hand, and his nails were tightly pinched into the flesh.

Li Changfeng finally stood up, let out a sigh of relief, turned to look at Qing Cang and said:

"Qingcang, if you have the guts, take my sword head-on!"

Qing Cang's face became hideous.

If it was angry that it was because of the provocation of dignity before, now it has completely turned into murderous intent.

How can an ant flick the dragon's whiskers several times and three times? Li Changfeng is like an ant that can't be killed, he hates it to the extreme, and he really plucks the string in Qing Cang's heart, and he wants to kill it quickly.

Qing Cang mentioned the soul suppression and sneered: "I will not only take your sword, but also cut off your head again."

, I want to see if you can be so rampant without your head!"

Li Changfeng stopped talking, he had never been a man of many words, he closed his eyes and came to Shenzhao with his inner vision.

At this time, the snow-capped mountains are majestic, the golden wheel is shining, the flowers are splendid, and the Yuanhai is churning.

He was standing on the seashore, and the water in the Yuan Sea suddenly became turbulent, at first there were only wind and waves, but then it became boiling, and the huge waves soared into the sky.

He hid all the true elements in this sword.

After all his efforts, this sword was the strongest in his life.

Zhutian Yiluo was originally just spinning quietly, but later it turned red, and flames burned, and the heat wave burned all the snow around Li Changfeng and turned it into green smoke.

Li Changfeng suddenly opened his eyes, and the next moment, the sword blade slashed towards Qing Cang.

"Take me a sword!"

Qing Cang was shocked by the majestic and surging True Yuan, even if he had now advanced to the God King Realm, he would not dare to say that he would win with the strength of the True Yuan alone, how could he be so abundant as a cultivator of the Holy Realm? This was obviously unreasonable.

But even if Li Changfeng Zhenyuan is strong, it is useless for Qing Cang, a cultivator of the God King Realm who has comprehended the rules of space and time, the suppression of the Holy Realm is not only reflected in the True Yuan, but the mastery of the rules, Qing Cang can completely tear open the space crack and escape from it to avoid its edge,

But he can't do that now, because of the dignity of the God-King Realm.

The Soul Suppression Sword in Qing Cang's hand also turned dead and dusty, full of the aura of silence, and he slashed over with his sword.

Although Li Changfeng's sword is fierce, it is more like a struggle in the eyes of everyone.

At least in Wei Chuting's eyes, he could sense the other party's True Yuan as thick as mountains and seas, but so what? Li Changfeng was facing a super strong person in the God King Realm, almost standing at the top of this human world, such an opponent, could he make up for it with True Yuan alone?

Wei Chuting didn't think so.

But his eyes were still firmly fixed on Li Changfeng, watching his blood veins swell and roaring in a low voice, watching his black ruler soar like a storm and falling leaves, watching the black ruler and the soul smash together, and then burst out of a bright spark.

His eyes were fixed all the time, so he knew how shocking this scene was.

The black ruler and the soul suppression are no longer like two swords, more like two hammers, and they smashed into each other in the hands of the two people, and the dazzling place of the starfire suddenly made two shattering sounds, and Wei Chuting suddenly saw that there was a touch of black swept over in the starfire, and a cut was made on Qing Cang's face

Qing Cang's reaction was not unpleasant, or he just forgot to react because of a brief shock, in short, this black ruler made a cut on Qing Cang's face, but it could only make a cut, and then it could no longer touch Qing Cang's body.

Li Changfeng's chest rose and fell while holding the black ruler, but Qing Cang returned to the same place, he still maintained the posture of holding the sword, as if he had never taken a step.

But Wei Chuting lowered his head, but saw that the soul suppression sword in his hand was only half of it.

There is also a half, inserted in the snow.

Qing Cang's hand holding the sword was trembling, but it was not because it cost True Yuan, this sword was just a very ordinary sword for him, and it was not enough for him to do his best.

He was scared.

He was silent, he pondered, thinking about what had just happened.

On the colorful cheeks, there were blood beads spilling out of a mouth, which was very eye-catching.

A cultivator of the God King Realm was cut a cut on his face by Li Changfeng, who had just entered the Holy Realm.

At this moment, Qing Cang lowered his head and looked at the black ruler in Li Changfeng's hand.

Because he heard a crisp sound.

Like the hollow sound of a steel shell shattering.

Li Changfeng also lowered his head, he was the closest, and saw a crack on the black ruler, he stretched out his hand to caress it, and the crack became bigger and bigger, dense

Set like willows.

Baili Feihua, Mei Yuxue, Zhang Tiangen, Dong Mingchen, Wei Chuting, Wenren Lixue, Xie Hong, everyone is looking at the black ruler.

Until this black ruler shattered.

Suddenly, a light burst out of the crack, brighter than the snow.

The swarthy shell fell to the ground and turned into smoke and dust, revealing a clear and translucent autumn water sword.

The dew is slightly drunk and transparent, and the water mirror on a moonlit night is like autumn waves

This sword, Li Changfeng has seen countless times in the divine photo.

Now in this snowy land, it is in the hands of Li Changfeng.

Zhutian Yiluo is the emperor's sword, born from its master, and the plasticity of the sword is the heart of the sword.

At this moment, the only half of the soul suppression sword in Qing Cang's hand suddenly turned into flying ash and dissipated in the wind.

Qing Cang looked down at the only remaining hilt in his palm, and then clenched his fist, and the hilt was pinched into powder and dissipated.

The next moment, he had already appeared in front of Li Changfeng.

When Li Changfeng was gasping, he suddenly saw Qing Cang's eyes.

The eyes are fierce, and the people are chosen to eat.

He had no true element, no resistance, Qing Cang just reached out lightly, pinched his neck and lifted him into the air.

"Not good!"

Wenren Lixue and the red makeup had long been wrong, but he didn't expect Qing Cang to disregard the demeanor of his predecessors so simply and directly, so he wanted to save people.

At this moment, Zhang Tiangen and Dong Mingchen suddenly appeared in front of them.

Dong Mingchen glanced at them and said, "With just the two of you, even if you do something, you can't save him." ”

Countless long swords suddenly appeared above Xie Hong's head, stabbing towards Dong Mingchen cleanly.

She shot without scruples and saved people without reservation.

Wenren Lixue reached over towards Zhang Tiangen, and the red pill in her palm was sheng.

It's just a pity that they are facing the Night Venerable and the Divine Servants.

A well-known killer on the trail.

Zhang Tiangen poked a finger at Wen Ren Lixue's wrist and ankle, almost instantaneously, Wen Ren Lixue's limbs burst out of four clouds of blood mist, and the whole person collapsed to the ground.

Dong Mingchen avoided a thousand long swords, and slapped one palm on the lower abdomen of Xie Hong's makeup, and Xie Hong's makeup was penetrated through the inner mansion by Zhenyuan, almost scattering his soul.

But Dong Mingchen at least kept a hand, because Xie Hong's father was Xie Cangshan.

Li Changfeng's eyes were about to split, and tears came out of his eyes.

Qing Cang looked at Li Changfeng with cold eyes and said, "You made me feel threatened, so I have to make you desperate, I want to make you unable to practice for the rest of your life!"

The next moment, one of his hands reached into Li Changfeng's belly.

Li Changfeng felt a destructive force tear through his body and reach the dantian.

That power was enough to destroy him, but Qing Cang didn't do it.

It's easy to kill, but it's not hateful.

That power was like a sharp knife, pouring into the dantian like a broken bamboo, tearing it apart and destroying it.

Under the dantian is a divine light.

Li Changfeng's eyes widened, he suddenly saw that the sun of Shenzhao dimmed, the snow-capped mountains collapsed, the river flowed backwards and dried up, and the whole Shenzhao was dead and ashes, even the koi was buried under the snow-capped mountains, the trees withered and the earth cracked, and the mountains and rivers disappeared in the daytime.

Li Changfeng's divine photo was destroyed.