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 out 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 wind and rain don't hold up, then 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!"

Rumble!

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.
Chapter completed!