Chapter 458

On the top of the mountain, Yi Mufeng looked at Li Changsheng rising into the air, and his eyes were shocked.

He thought the blow was enough to kill Li Changsheng, but he never thought that his black dragon claw would be broken under Li Changsheng's fist.

"Li Changsheng thought I didn't need to use the treasure of the town school to deal with you, but now it seems that I was wrong. But after this move, I'm afraid my realm will retreat. But if I can kill you, it's worth it, even if I waste the fruits of ten years of hard cultivation."

Yi Mufeng sighed.

He suddenly opened his arms, and the red light was surging on his hands.

At the foot of Shengwu mountain, the weapons in the hands of two elders of the Dragon Temple flew out at the same time and flew to the top of the mountain.

It's a long knife and a stick shaped magic weapon.

People of all the major sects in miaojiang recognized the names of these two magic weapons almost at a glance, killing God knife and sea turning stick.

This is the Dragon God hall. In addition to the dragon blood spear, there are two other treasures in the hall.

As the two magic weapons flew to the top of the mountain, they fell on Yi Mufeng's two hands at the same time.

Yi Mufeng suddenly raised his head with a wild smile on his face. He moved his hands and combined the two weapons into one, which turned into a weapon similar to a sickle.

"This is the sickle of death. Today I will show you the most powerful power of our dragon temple."

Yi Mufeng roared.

Boundless momentum rose from him, and even the void shook.

At the foot of the mountain, with the flying of two weapons, the eyes of the two elders of the Dragon Temple showed a complex color.

"What strength does Li Changsheng have? He even let the hall take the initiative to use two treasures."

"Is it the sickle of death?"

Immortal Yunhe, the leader of Yunqing sect, was shocked.

Two elders of the Dragon Temple nodded one after another.

"What is the sickle of death?"

Many people nearby showed doubts.

See cloud crane immortal leisurely sigh.

"As we all know, there are three treasures in the Dragon Temple. One is the dragon blood spear, and the other two are the sea turning stick and the God killing knife. However, few people know that the sea turning stick and the God killing knife are actually a magic weapon, but this magic weapon is too powerful and the realm is not enough. If you force the imperial envoy, let alone hurt the enemy, I'm afraid you will drain your blood."

"Although the Lord of the Dragon Temple refers to the mysterious realm, it is not enough to drive this magic instrument. Forcibly urging him may make him pay for his ten-year hard work, and even fall from the mysterious realm to the King Kong realm."

As soon as the voice of the leader of Yunqing sect fell to the ground, everyone in the field was shocked.

"How terrible should the power of this magic weapon be if you can't resist the mysterious realm?"

"Li Changsheng is proud enough to let Yi Mufeng use this magic weapon."

"No matter how powerful Li Changsheng is, once these two magic tools come out, the overall situation has been decided."

People in miaojiang sighed one after another.

But Ding Qingxue, Ding Qingyang and others are extremely pale.

"It refers to a move made by a strong man in the mysterious realm who doesn't hesitate to drop the realm. How terrible it should be!"

"Is Li Changsheng really going to die here?"

At this moment, the top of the mountain.

With Yi Mufeng integrating the two magic instruments, the roaring wind at the top of the mountain suddenly stopped. I saw countless black Qi gathering in his hands in all directions.

If you feel it carefully, you will find that these black Qi are all Yin and evil Qi buried deep in the earth. Now they have been extracted.

Even the legendary land gods can't bear the erosion of evil Qi. The sickle of death can gather evil Qi in one place and condense it into the light of death. It can be called a unique kill against the enemy.

It's just that the power needed to gather evil Qi can be called a terror. No wonder even Yi Mufeng, who points to the mysterious realm, is not willing to show it easily.

"It is true that few people can stop attacking the enemy with evil spirit, but few do not mean No."

Li Changsheng shook his head gently.

The nine turns of gods and demons is just a kind of skill to quench the body with evil Qi.

When Yi Mufeng plans to use evil spirit to deal with Li Changsheng, in fact, the end is doomed.

"It's all fate!"

Li Changsheng couldn't help sighing.

"Kill me!"

Yi Mufeng roared.

The sickle of the God of death made up of the two magic tools suddenly sent out a black light and chopped at Li Changsheng with the rolling spirit of yin and evil.

At the same time, Yi Mufeng's seven orifices shed blood, and his clothes were soaked with blood.

This blow cost him ten years of hard work. It can be said that he hurt the enemy 1000 and lost 800.

The Qi of yin and evil changed into a black dragon with teeth and claws in the sky, and even the void was distorted wherever it passed.

"Li Changsheng, it's an honor for you to die under my sickle of death today."

Yi Mufeng's eyes are full of Madness at the moment. His use of this move means that his idea of dominating the monastic world will fail, and even his position as the strongest in Miao province will not be guaranteed, but he has no choice.

If Li Changsheng, such a powerful enemy, can't be killed, it will be a disaster to him and the Dragon Temple.

"Die!"

Yi Mufeng stared at Li Changsheng in the sky with big eyes.

However, what he saw was a scene he could never believe.

At the moment of approaching Li Changsheng, Li Changsheng suddenly opened his mouth and swallowed all the Yin Sha Qi into his mouth, and then there was no response.

"Why, how did this happen?"

Yi Mufeng's eyes widened completely.

At the next moment, Li Changsheng's body rushed down from the sky, and his fist came out with turbulent energy and hit Yi Mufeng's chest.

"You swallowed the Qi of yin and evil spirit and didn't die?"

At the moment, Yi Mufeng is still in shock. When he reacts, the fist has hit his chest.

"Bang!"

A loud noise.

Yi Mufeng's body rubbed the ground, flew backward directly and flew out of the mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, everyone looked at the sky.

"It seems that Yi Mufeng, the Lord of the Dragon God Temple, was beaten and flew out?"

"What's the matter? Shouldn't it be Li Changsheng who was beaten away?"

In the confusion and surprise of everyone, I saw a figure flying out, like a big bird, rushing to yimufeng quickly.

Then he stepped on Yi Mufeng's chest and fell to the ground like a meteor from the sky.

"Boom!"

The earth was smashed into a deep pit. In a burst of smoke, a young figure appeared in front of everyone.

It's Li Changsheng.

At his feet, Yi Mufeng, the Lord of the Dragon God hall, had sudden eyes, and the corners of his mouth were full of blood. It seemed that there was no breath of life.

Tens of thousands of people down the mountain have fallen into stupidity at the moment.

This is the result that everyone did not expect.

……

The next day, the news came out.

"It refers to Yi Mufeng, a strong man in xuanjing, who was killed in Shengwu mountain."

All monastic sects in the world are shocked by it.

Li Changsheng is regarded as a contemporary myth.