The Heavens Begin with Detective Di Renjie

Chapter 156
Lu Xiaofeng also saw that person.

But his blood continued to flow, and his face was no whiter than Snow White.

This may be because of the thick clothes he wears.

But Shen Youzhi wore very thin clothes, but his face also didn't become so white.

The wind and snow did not stop, and the man in the snow naturally did not leave.

The man in the snow seemed to be looking at Shen Youzhi from a distance, and Shen Youzhi was also looking at him, looking into his eyes.

No one can describe what kind of eyes those are.

Of course his eyes are on his face, but his face has already melted into the wind and snow. Although his eyes have light, even this light seems to be integrated with the wind and snow.

"Who is your honor?" Shen Youzhi asked knowingly.

"My surname is Yu." The man in the snow replied, "Jade of the West."

"Jade Rakshasa!" Lu Xiaofeng revealed the identity of the visitor in one word.

This person is none other than Yu Luocha, the long-dead leader of the Demon Cult!

Thinking of this, Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help sighing: "I should have thought of it earlier! All this is just your scheme!
Even the fast Raksha card in Bluebeard's hand is fake! "

It wasn't until this moment that Lu Xiaofeng really figured everything out.

The more he thought about it clearly, the more fearful Lu Xiaofeng felt about this mysterious Jade Rakshasa.

He suddenly discovered that Yu Luocha's careful thinking and far-sighted vision were things that he would never be able to achieve.

"Hehe." Shen Youzhi sneered suddenly, and said to Lu Xiaofeng: "What nonsense are you talking about, Yu Luocha is already dead!"

Lu Xiaofeng was taken aback when he heard the words, and looked at Shen Youzhi in surprise.

He didn't believe that with Liu Mengxun's wisdom, he wouldn't be able to guess that this person was Yu Luocha who had died in feigned death.

Now that he knew it, why didn't Liu Mengxun admit it?
"You want to make a fake come true?" Yu Luosha solved Lu Xiaofeng's doubts with one word.

"What makes a fake come true?" Shen Youzhi said lightly: "The truth is the truth, just like a dead person must be a dead person!"

"Hehe." Yu Luocha said with a smile: "A dead person may not be a dead person, but a living person will become a dead person!"

"Whether it is life or death, let's see the real chapter under the sword!"

Shen Youzhi wanted to provoke Jade Rakshasa to fight him, and this was his purpose of traveling thousands of miles to Lahasu.

From obtaining the Rakshasa card to coercing Suihan's three friends as the "leader of the demon sect", it was all to force Yu Luocha to show up to fight with him.

Now that Jade Rakshasa has appeared, how could Shen Youzhi miss this opportunity?

With a light tap of his foot, the whole person rushed out of the gambling house like a sharp arrow, and rushed into the boundless snowstorm.

bass--

The howling cold wind failed to cover up the clear and crisp sword chant, but the dark green willows easily cut through the smoke of heavy snow.

Inside the house, Lu Xiaofeng could only vaguely see a black figure moving around in the boundless goose feather snow through the window.

Ding ding ding - bang!boom!boom!

One after another, the sounds of gold and iron clashing and palm strikes passed through the blizzard and the cold wind, and clearly entered Lu Xiaofeng's ears. In just a few breaths, there were nearly a hundred ups and downs.

After a while, the sound stopped, and I couldn't hear it at all.

The howling cold wind swept across the world again.

But Lu Xiaofeng knew that it wasn't that the two outside had already decided the winner, but that they had already fought elsewhere, beyond his perception.

"A good sword." Yu Luocha looked at the green willow in Shen Youzhi's hand, and praised: "In the past, Daoist Gu crushed the rivers and lakes with his sword, but it's a pity that I can't see his true face.

Looking at Your Excellency's sword today, you will know that there is a god in the sword! "

Shen Youzhi shook his head, and corrected him: "The sword is not a god, but it is Tao."

"Dao?" Yu Luocha was surprised at first, and then asked: "Since you have obtained the Dao, have you ever seen a demon?"

"Never."

"The devil is in my hands."

A knife and a machete appeared in Yu Luosha's hands at some point.

The scimitar is as round as a full moon, with a lustrous and round pearl inlaid on the hilt.

The blade is green, as green as distant mountains, as green as spring trees, as green as the lake in the eyes of lovers.

Seven characters are engraved on the back of the knife: Xiaolou listened to the spring rain all night.

When Yu Luocha took out the knife, his whole demeanor changed, from mysterious to weird, from deep to gloomy.

It seems that it is not the person holding the knife at this moment, but the knife is controlling the person.

This knife seems to be born with a kind of unpredictable magic power. As long as anyone picks it up, all kinds of desires in their hearts will be aroused, and then infinitely magnified, and finally become a slave of the knife.

"This seat has a sword called 'Sword of God', do you dare to try it?" Yu Luocha said sadly.

His voice also changed, from ethereal and illusory to terrifying and gloomy.

"Please." Shen Youzhi smiled lightly and said nothing.

As soon as the words fell, Yu Luocha leaped into the air and held the scimitar high in the air. All the true energy in the body was extracted and gathered on the magic knife. Even the vitality of flesh and blood was being extracted and turned into nutrients for the magic knife.

In a trance, the wind seemed to stop, the snow stopped falling, and even time became still.

Everything in the world lost its original color, except for the raised magic knife.

It seems to be plundering the vitality of all things, just to make that blow that will destroy the world!
As Yu Luocha's true energy and vitality were continuously extracted, the vortex became smaller and smaller, and the killing intent on the blade became more and more solid, and even vaguely formed a bloody blade light.

If this all-swallowing blood light is cut out, any vitality will be swallowed up.

"cut!"

When the momentum climbed to the extreme, Yu Luocha suddenly shouted loudly, and slashed downward with the scimitar raised high.

The bloody saber light flew out like a blood moon, cutting towards Shen Youzhi's head.

On the ground, Shen Youzhi didn't move at all, as if it had been frozen with time.

This is exactly the horror of the magic knife of the full moon scimitar.

Anyone who sees its bloodthirsty blade light will feel dizzy unconsciously and become a target with no resistance.

At this moment, Shen Youzhi felt an extremely strong breath of death, much stronger than when he was in the decisive battle with Ye Gucheng!

Because Ye Gucheng's sword is an "empty" sword, without any stains or blemishes, let alone the slightest breath of death.

But the magic knife in Yu Luocha's hand is a "death" knife that cuts off all life, just like the hell messenger's sickle, once it is swung, it will definitely take a life away.

At this moment, all kinds of past events began to appear in Shen Youzhi's mind, from Dugu Yihe to Lu Xiaofeng, from Gongsun Lan to Ye Gucheng, every move of these people flashed in his mind continuously.

In an instant, a flash of spiritual light, like a sharp blade, pierced the ignorance, split the chaos, and helped Shen Youzhi to break through the extreme state of "extremely hidden meaning"!

For a time, everything returned to its original state, the cold wind was still howling, the heavy snow was still flying, everything was natural and dynamic.

Looking at the bloody sword glow that was coming at a high speed, the green willow in Shen You's hand fluttered lightly, and the endless true energy gathered on the sword body, rolling up snowflakes all over the sky and turning it into a sword gang.

"prick!"

Shen Youzhi groaned softly, the edge of the sword pierced straight, and the sword gang carried the wind and snow all over the sky, and shot away like lightning.

For a while, the storm remained, and the heavy snow stopped suddenly.

All the snowflakes in the world seemed to be melted into this sword by Shen Youzhi, and even the temperature increased a little because of it.

The magic knife devours life, and the Dao sword borrows the law from heaven and earth!

The two forces of one and one demon converge in an instant, bursting out with devastating power.

boom--

Accompanied by a huge explosion, the endless sound wave swept away the snow within a radius of one hundred feet in an instant.

At this moment, the snow in the sky stopped, and the snow on the ground also melted.

If it weren't for the howling cold wind, there wouldn't even be a trace of winter atmosphere at all.

"Good swordsmanship!"

Yu Luocha's entire chest was shattered by the sword energy, and his robe was soaked in blood. It was already a candle in the wind, but he still admired it as usual.

Such a heart, such a strong endurance, is worthy of the true qualities of a hero.

"What's the name of this sword?" Yu Luocha asked again.

He didn't ask Shen Youzhi's name, but the name of the sword art.

Wouldn't it be the greatest regret in this life if I didn't know its name after seeing such a perfect sword technique and dying under such a sword technique?

"Occasionally, there is no name for it." Shen Youzhi replied: "Since your honor asks, let's call it 'Whispers fall and people die'."

Snowflakes are also flowers, when snowflakes fall, Rakshasa dies!
Fell to death?

When Yu Luocha heard the name and saw that it had broken his magic knife, he immediately raised his head to the sky and screamed: "Hahahaha! Good! Good! What a fall!
The magic sword of this seat is called 'Xiaolou One Night Listening to the Spring Rain', Your Excellency's swordsmanship is worthy of the four characters of 'Flowers fall and people die'! "

Xiaolou listened to the spring rain overnight, and Shenxiang sold apricot flowers in the Ming Dynasty.

Now that the flowers have fallen and people are about to die, who will come to listen to the spring rain after winter?
(End of this chapter)