The Bad Guys: Don't call me Little Emperor Taizong

On the other hand, Song Wentong couldn't bear it anymore.

"Li Changping, the Longquan treasure has not yet come into your hands, but you have already planned to distribute it? Have you asked for my opinion?"

As he spoke, he raised the Tang sword.

The wound on the palm of his hand that was cut by the Zixiao Sword also healed to its original state.

On the naked body, the Twelve Cave Totems were faintly twisting.

It was obvious that he had mobilized all his internal strength and decided to fight to the death.

"I have endured sixteen years of suffering just for the Dragon Spring. When I return, this Dragon Spring will belong to Qi State!"

"Longquan?"

Li Changping smiled sarcastically, but did not take action immediately.

He just reached into his arms and took out an exquisite treasure box.

"Don't you just want it?"

As the Longquan treasure box was raised high.

Everyone's attention was instantly attracted by it.

Endless greed immediately flashed in Li Siyuan and Song Wentong's eyes.

And the next moment, in front of everyone's horrified eyes.

Li Changping curled the corners of his mouth, and a red light flashed in his hand.

But it can be vaguely seen through the red light.

As the hand exerted more and more force, several cracks appeared on the Longquan treasure box.

Then, with a "bang", countless fragments flew out.

"You...you dare to destroy the Longquan treasure box?"

Even though he witnessed this scene with his own eyes, Song Wentong still had disbelief in his eyes.

A pair of eyes stared at Li Changping.

It seemed as if he wanted to see some evasion from it to prove that the Longquan treasure box was fake.

But he was disappointed.

As the outer box shattered, he saw the struggling insect in Li Changping's hand.

Miaojiang Holy Gu!

This is the sacred object that guards the Longquan treasure.

With it, it can be proved that the Longquan treasure box is real.

Is Li Changping crazy? How dare he destroy Longquan?

Song Wentong almost wanted to jump up and curse, and for a moment he felt that all the suffering he had endured for the past sixteen years had been in vain.

Without the treasure box, no one knows where the treasure is.

This means that they would rather destroy it than let them have it.

And the next moment.

Li Changping threw the worm away with a wave of his hand in disdain, and it was swallowed by a long pink shadow.

The phantom snake flicked its tongue a few times with lingering intent, and immediately a red light appeared in its eyes.

Anyone who looked into his eyes felt as if their brain was hit by a hammer.

"Without the treasure box, I can still get the Dragon Spring! Everyone, I don't know whether you believe it or not?"

The words fell to the ground.

The blood light that was gathered and wrapped around the Zixiao Sword surged again.

A loud sword chant suddenly rang out in the air.

Li Changping's eyes flashed, and he stomped his right foot on the pile of corpses, then leaped up.

Flying up with him, the corpse mountain also had endless blood and energy sucked out of it. All of it attached to the sword edge, like a blood-red demon dragon with bared fangs and claws.

It was like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood were being brought up and pressed towards Song Wentong.

It looks calm and heavy, but it is actually fast.

And the person they targeted was Song Wentong.

He even felt that no matter how he dodged, he could not escape the punishment of this sword.

Endless regret arose in my heart.

If I had known that he didn't care about his reputation so much, I would never have used that trick to control the poison.

Li Changping was already strong, and having been nourished by so much blood, his fighting power was no longer something I could contend with at the moment.

It's really stupid.

Why do you think a person like this would be bound by so-called fame?

Bang~

Almost at the same time Song Wentong tried his best to raise the Tang sword and tried to defend against the enemy.

The bloody light and shadow collided with him.

Followed by.

It was like a curled up shrimp that was smashed away.

Finally, his back rubbed against the ground and he slid more than two meters before he finally stopped.

puff~

I feel a sweetness in my throat.

Song Wentong couldn't bear it any longer and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

When he looked inside, he saw that his internal organs had been displaced and several broken ribs had pierced into them.

This blow left him seriously injured!

It was a evenly matched battle just now, but now it was a one-sided crushing.

The blood infant combat body is so terrifying~

As the strands of hair on his forehead suddenly turned a little white, Song Wentong slowly stood up.

Although the Meteoric Gu can repair his injuries, it will not return the life span he consumed.

And when he looked up.

Li Changping took a few deep breaths, and blood began to rise again from the mountain of corpses behind him and flowed onto his sword.

No!

You can't fight like this!

His blood is inexhaustible...

Song Wentong finally realized that if he continued like this, he would surely die!

As someone who also has the Meteoric Life Gu, his weaknesses are clearly known to the other side.

But he could no longer break through the opponent's defense...

逃～

The thought of escaping just came into my mind.

Before Song Wentong could put his plan into practice, a flash of blood appeared in front of him again.

Li Changping didn't give him any chance at all and just rushed forward.

The figure moved only slightly, and slowly began to become illusory.

next moment.

Song Wentong's heart was filled with alarm and he threw a punch forward almost reflexively.

But this punch did not hit the air, but was firmly grasped by a white hand.

Then, there came a sharp pain in the chest that almost made me faint.

Song Wentong understood.

This is because I have consumed too much energy, so the reactions of my five senses have slowed down.

He looked down.

The Purple Sky Sword that had once been used by me to create countless glories, followed me to welcome the Holy Emperor, and to control Feng Xiang, representing the status of King Qi...

At this moment, it stabbed into his chest fiercely.

Chapter 108 Past

The severe pain made Song Wentong feel that his mind was slowly disappearing.

The moment the Zixiao sword, which represented the identity of King Qi, pierced his chest.

His eyes were dazed for a moment, and he remembered a lot of things.

When he first stepped onto the battlefield, he was a young man with great ambitions and full of aspirations.

Fighting north and south to welcome the emperor, his glorious military exploits have won him great success in Fengxiang!

Even though the blood-stained robe on his back was stained red inch by inch, and even though his body had been washed in blood countless times, he only had one thought in his mind.

Help the troubled times and rebuild the Tang Dynasty!

His glory reached its peak when he was given the name Li Maozhen by Emperor Zhaozong.

Countless Qi soldiers regarded him as a role model.

Countless people of Qi shouted his name.

But he never changed. He continued to pursue his endless ideals while protecting Qi Country and his naive sister.

But when did all this change?

Song Wentong shook his confused head, as if trying to recall the turning point.

Yes, it’s Longquan!

The moment he learned the news about Longquan, the once ambitious young man changed.

The boy threw away the sword in his hand.

Then he crawled into the empty dragon cave that did not belong to him. Wings grew on the boy's back, and claws and fangs grew on his hands, feet, and mouth.

Get the Longquan treasure.

With his reputation at that time, as long as there was a call from the public, countless people would join him.

He doesn't have to support this corrupt dynasty, he can also create his own prosperous era.

He began to become like Zhu Wen.

Seize the emperor and command the princes.

He placed spies in the palace with the intention of keeping track of Zhaozong's movements at all times.

He tried his best to find anything related to Longquan.

But he was destined to be the loser, and Zhu Wen won in the end.

But even without Zhaozong, he still didn't give up.

After years of fruitless searching, Longquan has become an obsession in his heart.

He began to become stubborn.

He firmly believed that as long as he had Longquan, he would get everything in the world.

For this, he could give up his beloved Qi country, his sister, not to mention the ideal that had become unattainable.