Chapter Nine Hundred and Ninety Eight: Iron Horse Glacier Comes to Dream
Chapter 998: Iron Horse Glacier Comes to Dream
Xiao Changfeng looked at Li Shusheng calmly.
Regarding Baihuasha, what he possesses is killing intent.
That's why he presses hard once he strikes.
Four punches kill Baihuasha.
And for Li Shusheng.
Xiao Changfeng was more looking forward to it.
But what he was looking forward to was the awe-inspiring energy in Li Shusheng's body.
certainly.
This awe-inspiring spirit is the foundation of Li Shusheng's literary skills, and he would never offer it with his own hands.
So he needs to kill Shusheng Li first, and then get it from his body.
"But as scholars like us, we don't have the strength to restrain a chicken. We are really not good at fighting and killing. Why don't I write a poem for you?"
Li Shusheng smiled brightly.
Then he raised his right hand.
Whoosh!
A brilliant golden light rose up.
This golden light is so brilliant that even the sunlight seems to be dimmed in front of it.
"Golden Pen Martial Spirit!"
Xiao Changfeng looked at this golden light.
I saw a golden brush in the golden light.
The brush is long and slender, and there are four seal characters engraved on it: "The brush has spirit".
This martial soul is extremely solid and has reached an evolutionary state.
At this time, Li Shusheng held his left hand empty.
Suddenly a bright silver light lit up.
The brilliance of this silver light is three points stronger than the bright moon at night.
"Silver Book Martial Spirit!"
In the silver light, there is a thin silver book.
The pages of the book have a metallic luster, as if they were made of metal.
There is also a faint scent of books flowing out.
Gold pen and silver book!
Li Shusheng’s signature martial spirit.
Moreover, the two martial spirits are not only ninth grade, but can also be used together.
At this time, I saw Li Shusheng’s gold pen and silver book.
The expectations and tension in everyone's hearts were even higher.
"Lie down late at night and listen to the wind and rain!"
Li Shusheng wrote the first line of poetry with a silver script in his left hand and a gold pen in his right hand.
Wow!
During the ancient martial arts battle in Taichung, rain actually fell out of thin air.
Above the sky, the sun is shining brightly.
There are no dark clouds on the ancient martial arts battlefield.
However, the rain fell in a steady patter.
And it’s getting bigger!
Whoosh!
Not only was it raining, but the wind was also howling.
For a time, the entire ancient martial arts battle platform was stormy and rainy.
"Can writing with a gold pen and silver book become a reality? It has a bit of a Confucian magical power, but it is too weak!"
Xiao Changfeng stood with his hands behind his back, watching Li Shusheng's move.
Although those who cultivate immortality ultimately reach the same destination by different paths.
But the process is like a hundred flowers blooming.
There are sword cultivators who prove the Tao through killing.
There are alchemists who use elixirs to achieve enlightenment.
There are also talisman masters who use talismans to prove the Tao.
Of course, there are also Confucian cultivators who write down their teachings.
Different immortal cultivators also possess different spells and supernatural powers.
Xiao Changfeng met a true Confucian immortal in his last life.
A breath of awe-inspiring energy can change the color of heaven and earth.
Compared with that.
Li Shusheng's use of gold pen and silver calligraphy to write out a hint of the vision of heaven and earth seems relatively weak.
But that is compared to the Confucian True Immortal.
If compared with ordinary saints and saints.
This method is invincible.
"Li Shusheng has taken action!"
Seeing this scene, everyone around the ancient martial arts platform stretched their necks and stared closely.
Many people have only heard of Li Shusheng's name, but have never seen him take action.
They all looked surprised.
Unexpectedly, Li Shusheng just wrote a word and the real wind and rain would appear.
Whoosh!
At this time, the violent storm was hitting Xiao Changfeng.
The wind is like a knife blade, and the rain is like a sharp arrow.
It seems ordinary, but it can be fatal.
"White Tiger Divine Fist!"
Looking at the violent wind and rain in front of him, Xiao Changfeng's expression remained unchanged.
He made a fist with his right hand and punched out.
The mana boiling like a sea surged in Xiao Changfeng's fist.
Then a white tiger phantom appeared from the fist, tearing the sky and hitting the wind and rain.
This punch!
It makes the color of the sky and the earth change, and makes the wind and rain turn back.
Boom!
A harsh roar exploded on the ancient martial arts platform.
Like thunder rolling from the sky, it shakes people's hearts.
Then in the shocked eyes of everyone.
The violent storm was knocked back by Xiao Changfeng's punch.
Instead, he headed towards Li Shusheng.
In an instant, the overwhelming wind and rain were like a big mouth.
He wanted to swallow up Shusheng Li's tiny figure in one mouthful.
However, this storm was originally transformed by Li Shusheng’s pen.
How could it hurt himself?
Suddenly he waved his golden pen in the air.
The strong wind disappeared and the heavy rain left no trace.
Peace has returned to Taichung in the ancient martial arts war.
It was as if nothing had happened.
But that scene just now.
But it makes people unable to calm down for a long time.
Everyone around was even more stunned.
Li Shusheng held a gold pen and a silver book and wrote a poem, and then there was a storm.
These methods are simply like following the words of gods.
And Xiao Changfeng faced the wind and rain like knives and arrows.
But it was a punch that made the wind and rain fall, such strength.
It also dazzled everyone.
Even if you are mentally prepared beforehand.
But he was still shocked by this first confrontation between the two.
"Is this Li Shusheng's strength? It's really terrifying!"
The Saintess of Deer Spirit frowned slightly, with a trace of lingering fear in her beautiful eyes.
Although Li Shusheng just hit him casually.
But this move is enough to judge how terrifying Li Shusheng is.
The Deer Spirit Saint, who was also at the first level of the Imperial Martial Realm, knew she was no match.
"Li Shusheng can write down everything in the world with one stroke. Ordinary warriors can't even get close to him, let alone hurt him. Unless his spiritual energy is powerful, it can wear down Li Shusheng's spiritual energy. But his spiritual energy
He is so strong and rarely seen among his peers, it would be very difficult to defeat him."
The eyes of Saint Linlang showed worry.
She also fought against Li Shusheng, although it was just a blow.
But Li Shusheng's power and terror were deeply imprinted in her heart.
Even though she had already broken through to the Imperial Martial Realm and acquired the ruthless swordsmanship at this time.
But still fearful.
The old woman in gray clothes who followed Li Shusheng had her eyes half-closed at this time.
Seems to be dozing off.
He seemed extremely confident in Li Shusheng's battle.
After all, Li Shusheng is the genius ranked twenty-ninth on the Qianlong List.
In the entire Xuanhuang world, there are only twenty-eight people who can defeat him.
And it’s on the latest Qianlong list.
Xiao Changfeng is only ranked sixty-sixth.
She didn't believe that this was only half a year.
Xiao Changfeng can surpass Li Shusheng.
At this time, she just wanted to wait for Li Shusheng to complete his teaching duties as soon as possible and then leave here.
At this time, Li Shusheng was holding a gold pen and silver book, and his attack on him was broken by Xiao Changfeng.
He didn't feel depressed or angry at all.
There was always that sunny smile on his face.
"If the weather doesn't hold up, why don't you try the Iron Horse?"
Li Shusheng raised his right hand.
Write another poem on the silver book.
"Iron Horse Glacier Comes to Dream!"
Boom!
It ended with Li Shusheng writing.
Suddenly, in front of Li Shusheng, a warrior wearing silver armor, holding a long sword, and riding an iron horse appeared.
The silver armor on the warrior's body shone brightly, and he carried an iron-blooded killing aura.
This warrior is not real, but he is strong enough to reach the ninth level of Tianwu Realm.
However, this warrior is not the same.
But a full eight.
Comparable to eight warriors at the ninth level of Tianwu Realm.
A moment.
The eight generals charged into the formation and killed Xiao Changfeng.
At this moment, Li Shusheng finally showed his true strength!