The ultimate class: Marvel Extraction

Just because there is absolutely no second person in this world who knows how to deal with Li Changsheng’s strongest ultimate move.

“Chila” sound.

Drops of blood were scattered in the air, falling like raindrops.

Li Changsheng’s body also fell to the ground.

He rolled on the spot, dodging the tricks behind the young man in a panic, and said in a deep voice, “You are Jiang Li!”

“I only discovered this now, isn’t it too late?” He did not deny that he is Jiang Li, the master of Jiantianmen!It was also Jiang Li, the sword god who left the scar on Li Changsheng’s face back then.

Li Changsheng’s face was pale, and he said with a sneer, “I never expected you to break through to the realm of the Spirit Emperor.”

If it is not for a breakthrough in cultivation, it is impossible for a person to become younger~younger.

Jiang Li didn’t deny it either: “You can’t compare to me in swordsmanship, and you can’t compare to cultivation. Do you want to continue fighting?”

Li Changsheng said: “You won’t kill me?”

Jiang Li said: “Do it yourself, I don’t want to stain my sword.”

Li Changsheng sneered and said, “You are not in charge of Jiantianmen, the master of Fengzong will definitely kill all the disciples under your sect.”

Jiang Li said: “Unfortunately…”

Li Changsheng said: “What a pity.”

Jiang Li’s expression suddenly became cruel: “It’s a pity that you all don’t know that the master of Fengzong won’t do anything, he will become one of his own.”

This is simply crazy talk.

How the master of Fengzong treats Fengzong can be imagined with his toes. How could he become a member of Jiantianmen?

Jiang Li snorted and said, “If there is a traitor in the Fengzong who destroys the formation of the Fengzong and then binds everyone in the Fengzong, do you think the master of the Fengzong will become one of us?”

Saying these words is like a sharp sword piercing through Li Changsheng’s chest.

Li Changsheng smiled reluctantly: “A person like you is also worthy of being called a sword god?”

He held the hilt of the sword with both hands. Wrinkles slowly appeared on his face, his hair was gray, and his whole body was aging in an instant.

But the aura surging in his body was several times stronger than before.

Jiang Li said slowly: “Even if you consume the power of your soul, you are not my opponent.”

“I don’t need to be your opponent.” Li Changsheng smiled again.

A look of sadness and resentment flashed across his eyes, and finally became fierce.

In an instant, he flew towards Fengzong.

Jiang Li could see that he wanted to notify Fengzong’s people to return to defense.

But in an instant, he released his qi and suppressed it on Li Changsheng.

However, Li Changsheng still flew out, like an arrow off the string, unstoppable.

Jiang Li’s eyes widened. He couldn’t believe that Li Changsheng could run so fast. He hurriedly followed Li Changsheng’s flying direction.

Before he could catch up with Li Changsheng, he had already seen Fengzong’s sect-protecting formation.

The resentment in Jiang’s heart burst out through his eyes, and he swung his silver sword to chop down, like a thunderbolt hitting the formation barrier.

Everyone in Fengzong was attracted by this force.

I saw Li Changsheng and Jiang Li fighting again in the air.

Jiang Li sneered and said, “See where you are going today!”

With him here, as long as Fengzong dares to open the formation and let Li Changsheng in, he can also go in.

Based on Fengzong’s balance, he will not open the formation.

And this also gave Jiang Li a chance to kill Li Changsheng.

Li Changsheng’s figure gradually became thinner, as if his flesh and blood were cut by an invisible knife, piece by piece without stopping.

“I won’t run away again, just let Fengzong know that you are here.” Li Changsheng said calmly.

Death is no longer important to him.