Mortals cultivate immortality, and their IQ is playing with their heartbeats

Li Chengfeng held the sword, its light like lightning, but his expression became exceptionally complex.

This sword did not emit a serene aura of life, but was instead permeated with a gloomy aura of death and decay, as if possessing an evil power from hell.

This sword could be described as ingenious. The upper half of the blade radiated vibrant life, symbolizing endless vitality, while the lower half was incredibly evil, as if capable of corrupting the universe, sending shivers down one's spine.

He sensed that the power behind perfectly fusing such extreme sword intents together must be incredibly strong.

No wonder Zhang Da couldn't use it. The upper half of the sword was full of life, only righteous cultivators could control it, while the lower half carried the power of corruption, only demonic cultivators could master it.

He nodded, a hint of a smile on his lips, and said, "Are you trying to fool me? The auras of these two parts are completely different. How could they possibly be one sword?"

The old man smiled upon hearing this, "Fellow Daoist is joking. How dare I deceive you with such a thing? This sword is indeed a spiritual treasure. In my opinion, its grade even surpasses ordinary magical artifacts.

It's just that it comes from ancient times, and with the passage of time, coupled with being broken, it has lost its former power. If a destined person can repair it, they might even obtain a high-quality divine weapon."

The old man paused and continued, "As for the price, one thousand low-grade spirit stones, no bargaining. If Fellow Daoist is interested, feel free to take it."

He smiled knowingly, appearing confident.

Li Zhengfeng smiled and shook his head, saying, "You and I are both rogue cultivators, where would we get so many spirit stones? One thousand low-grade spirit stones, you're selling it way too expensive!

I'll turn around and leave. It's not like I really need this kind of thing. I was just curious."

"Fellow Daoist is a clever person pretending to be foolish. Since you've come all this way to find this treasure, you must have discovered its secret. Why not share it and let us study it together?" Zhang Da looked as if he had Li Chengfeng cornered.

Li Chengfeng's pupils constricted, and he said in a deep voice, "Fellow Daoist, what do you mean by this?"

"To tell you the truth, I won't sell this sword to you, and you even have to return that broken sword to me.

I've recently been studying these two swords and discovered that they may have some kind of strange connection.

I was worried about not being able to find a Fellow Daoist to discuss this with, and you've主动送上门来, so naturally I'm very grateful," Zhang Da said shamelessly.

Little Linglong, who had been preparing on the side, patted her storage pouch. With a "swoosh," two demonic blades appeared beside her.

These two demonic blades were crescent-shaped, flashing with the powers of water and fire, extremely formidable.

They revolved around Little Linglong's body, and she said coldly, "Fellow Daoist is a clever person, so don't say foolish things here.

Now that you've fallen into our hands, hand over the treasure, leave your storage pouch, and you can avoid death. Otherwise, you can only become a dead soul under my blade."

Li Chengfeng glanced at her and said calmly, "So, the two of you deliberately lured me here to set a trap. It's a pity that I had the same intention.

Rather than spending money to buy your treasured weapons, it's better to kill you, and everything you have will be mine. Why not do it?"

Zhang Da's expression darkened upon hearing this, and he said coldly, "How audacious! With your mere tenth level Qi Refining strength, you dare to be so arrogant here!

Let me see what you're capable of."

After speaking, his storage pouch flashed, and a hammer appeared. This hammer was a high-grade spiritual artifact, shimmering with a dark light.

He swung it in the air, creating a "buzzing" sound, clearly a magical artifact with forged materials that could be used to kill enemies.

Faced with such a situation, Li Chengfeng knew that he had fallen into a black-eat-black situation.

He sneered, and the aura on his body instantly erupted, directly climbing to the twelfth level of Qi Refining, the realm of half-step Foundation Establishment.

In the entire cultivation world, other than Li Chengfeng, no one could reach the twelfth level of Qi Refining, so in the Qi Refining realm, he was enough to dominate the world.

He directly cast a spell towards Little Linglong, and with a "swoosh," dark clouds gathered in the sky, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled, and countless acid rain and poisonous rain poured down.

Little Linglong was just about to attack when she was suddenly shocked by this sudden scene, and her expression changed drastically. She felt that every raindrop contained the full power of a fourth or fifth level Qi Refining cultivator, and with so many dense raindrops, she was immediately trapped.

She hurriedly took out a shield, pointed at it, and with a "swoosh," the shield grew larger against the wind, transforming into a ten-foot-sized shield suspended above her head.

She poured spiritual power into it, and the shield shimmered with a dark light. The raindrops hit it, creating a "crackling" sound, and black smoke rose from the shield as the acid rain continuously corroded the magical power.

She knew that she was now in a difficult situation. Not to mention dealing with Li Chengfeng, even protecting herself seemed difficult.

Zhang Da's expression changed drastically upon seeing this scene. He didn't expect that this time, he originally intended to profit, but he didn't expect to provoke a tiger.

He hurriedly changed his hand seals, wanting to retrieve his hammer, but it was too late.

What kind of person was Li Chengfeng? His body suddenly swelled, and a decaying death aura flowed all over him, as if he was a withered corpse surrounded by death aura, but his power and strength reached an extreme level.

With a "swoosh," he rushed in front of the old man, grabbed the handle of the hammer with one hand, and then slammed down a fist fiercely, with a "bang."

That indestructible and powerful hammer was sent flying with one punch, demonstrating the ferocity of his power.

Zhang Da only felt his blood surge. He knew that this time, it would be difficult to end well.

He sneered and said, "Boy, I didn't expect you to be pretending to be weak, actually hiding your strength.

Your realm is indeed a bit mysterious. You're clearly not at the Foundation Establishment stage, and your spiritual power hasn't been converted into magical power, yet you have such strength.

In that case, old man, I will play seriously with you."

After speaking, he tore off a talisman from his body. Once the talisman was torn off, his aura suddenly soared, reaching the strength of the early stage of Foundation Establishment.

Zhang Da held a fire furnace in his hand. This small fire furnace was lifelike, embroidered with a Vermilion Bird pattern.

He blew at the fire furnace, and magical power surged out. With a "whoosh," a small Vermilion Bird fire bird came into being, rushing towards Li Chengfeng with fierce pressure and speed.

Li Chengfeng was also shocked by the old man's move. He didn't expect the other party to also be hiding his strength.

He deeply knew that the fundamental reason for the strength of Foundation Establishment cultivators was that their spiritual power had been converted into magical power.

This qualitative change made magical power flow like water, while spiritual power was still only gas. This qualitative change could not be changed. This was also the main reason why Qi Refining cultivators were often no match for Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Li Chengfeng's pupils shrank slightly, but he did not retreat. He was now at the twelfth level of Qi Refining and possessed endless power. He believed that he had the ability to cope.

He used the Life and Death Step under his feet, skillfully dodging the Vermilion Bird's attack. The Vermilion Bird grabbed with its claws, but missed, and then spewed out a flame, sweeping towards Li Chengfeng.

Faced with the sweeping flames, Li Chengfeng did not panic.

He took a deep breath, and the decaying death aura once again emanated from his body. At the same time, he also condensed a powerful force in his palm.

He suddenly waved his palm, and a black stream of air rushed towards the flames. The two collided in the air, erupting with a roar.

The flames and the black stream of air intertwined in the air, forming a spectacular scene.

Zhang Da was also taken aback upon seeing this. He didn't expect Li Chengfeng to be able to defuse his attack so easily.

He couldn't help but feel a deeper fear of Li Chengfeng's power.