Chapter Fifty-Eight: The Long Knife Falls, and the Phoenix Roars

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At that time, the five kings and thirteen candidates of the Great Wei Dynasty were so majestic.

A god knew that he faked his death and escaped from the pursuit of the mourners, how could the emperor of the Great Wei and the holy emperor known as the first emperor of the ages die willingly.

Su Changan suddenly realized.

"Can I kill you now?" Zhenxi Shenhou's attitude was very sincere, as if he was sincerely asking Su Chang'an's opinion. But the sword in his hand suddenly brightened, and his body was filled with a strong killing intent.

"I don't want to die. Su Changan replied, his eyes flashed with starlight, which was extremely bright in the dark Laiyun City.

It's not groveling, it's not wagging its tail and begging.

That is firmness, determination, and uncompromise.

Therefore, he pulled out the knife behind his back, and the spiritual power around his body surged, and the field spread out, enveloping the man in it.

At that time, he had seven stars on his head, his face was as cold as a thousand-year-old dry well, and his eyes were frosty like ten thousand years of ice.

He looked up at the god-like man in front of him, the sword roared and the sword groaned, and the person went like a rainbow.

There was a strange smile in Zhenxi's eyes, like a strong man seeing an ant waving its teeth and claws at him, and he was not frightened or angry because of this. Just found it interesting.

Yes, Su Changan is an interesting ant in his eyes.

But whether it's interesting or not, ants are ants.

Although he inevitably felt a little regretful in his heart, his sword was raised at that time.

It looked very slow, but in fact, it was a sword thousands of times faster than Su Changan's figure.

He went straight to Su Changan's eyebrows.

There are no false tricks to cover up, and there is no spiritual blessing.

Not in a hurry, but unbiased.

There is a way to be simple. This sword is a sword that brings together the Shenhou Avenue in the west of the town.

No moves are required, and no spiritual power is required.

As long as one sword is out, ten thousand laws will follow.

Su Changan quickly realized the huge power contained in this sword, and he wanted to avoid it, but the qi around him was locked by some kind of power in the dark at that time. He couldn't avoid it.

In the blink of an eye, the man's sword was less than half an inch away from the center of his eyebrows.

It stands to reason that at this time, Su Changan's knife should also be in front of the man.

However, in fact, although the man was standing there, his figure was like a sea of stars thousands of miles away, and Su Changan's knife couldn't touch even the corner of the man's clothes at all.

The life of the stars is in the stars.

If you can't become a star, you can't kill a star.

This is the truth and the rule.

At this time, Su Changan finally understood. Why, mortals can never kill the stars.

The man's sword was closer to him, and he could even clearly feel the chill on the blade, and the despairing death aura that followed.

He felt a pang of unwillingness.

He didn't want to die, he didn't want to die.

But even if he broke through to the Heavenly Hearing Realm, compared to the man in front of him who had absorbed the blood of the gods, there was still an insurmountable barrier between him and him.

So, it seems that he can only die.

The sword finally reached the center of his eyebrows.

Perhaps because the sword was so sharp, he barely felt the pain, but he knew very well that the sword had pierced into his brow.

I'm going to die.

Su Changan, for the first time, really felt the taste of death.

Unexpectedly, he felt a burst of relief inexplicably, as if he had finally unloaded the burden on himself.

What Tianlanyuan inherits, what Cangsheng Sheji.

At this point, it finally stopped being related to him.

After all, he was only a teenager who had not yet reached the age of eighteen.

More than a year ago, he was almost ignorant of the world, and the most important thing in his mind was how to attract Momo's attention and how to escape the heavy homework in the academy.

And now, he had to carry something so heavy that it almost took him breathless.

It's like a sword on his back.

Every time he takes one more, the responsibility is heavier, and his immature backbone is already overwhelmed.

Neither lucky nor unlucky, now, it seems that he can finally let it go.

At that moment, he looked up at the stars in the night sky.

In that sea of stars, there is the heroic soul he misses day and night.

"Master, ancestor. Chang'an really did his best. ”

He muttered in a near-inaudible voice, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

There was a crunch sound.

The knife in his hand finally fell to the ground.

At that time, his body slowly fell backwards.

It's a long process, but it's a short one.

So much so that Qingluan saw everything in front of her, and before she had time to exclaim, Su Changan's eyebrows began to ooze tears of blood.

Then, in her incredulous eyes, Su Changan's body slowly fell.

Everything around seemed to be quiet at that point.

Heaven and earth suddenly faded, and there was nothing else in this world except for the fallen figure of the young man in Qingluan's eyes.

Boom!

It was a small noise, but it was Huang Zhongdalu who fell into Qingluan's ears, which was deafening.

There was something in her heart that fell to the ground at that time.

"Huh!"

A long cry that did not resemble a human voice sounded at that time.

It was a hoarse chirp.

It seems to sing all the sorrow and despair in this world.

Wrapped, boundless resentment and rage.

Cleansing back and forth in Laiyun City, for a long time.

Then, in the surprised eyes of the Zhenxi gods and those soldiers.

Qingluan's body began to swell continuously, the cyan clothes were torn apart inch by inch, and branches of cyan and crystal clear feathers stretched out from her body at that time, covering her body in less than a few breaths.

Her jade feet turned into sharp long claws, her arms were spread out, turning into wings a few feet away, and the expression on her face gradually distorted, and then hideous, and finally a long beak of a bird stretched out.

"Huh!"

Another long cry.

The cold Qingluan finally disappeared completely at this time. In its place was a cyan phoenix wrapped in cyan feathers and several feet tall.

Gu Yalang and the others, who were still shocked by Su Changan's death, fell into a deeper panic at this time.

"Demon... Demon...!" Some soldiers who were slightly weaker in cultivation began to tremble under the huge pressure of this big cyan bird, and their mouths couldn't stop letting out unconscious exclamations.

Compared with the barbarians, the more mysterious and powerful demon race is a more terrifying existence for ordinary people.

"Interesting, interesting. "You're a phoenix.

The man was not in the least shocked by the changes in front of him.

He even clapped his palms, like a spectator in the audience, applauding the superb acting skills of the actors on stage.

But the next moment, the smile on his face froze.

Because, the phoenix flapped its wings and soared into the sky, and she let out a long cry of sorrow again.

Then, her eyes suddenly burst into cyan flames, and soon, the cyan flames covered her entire body.

"The true body of the phoenix?"

At that moment, for the first time, an uncontrollable shock finally appeared on the man's usually calm face.