Chapter 1290: Contest of Imperial Spirit Artifacts

The Ice Emperor Sword is well-known in the cultivation world. It is the sword of the master of the Sword Emperor Sect. Unexpectedly, he gave it to his daughter. It seems that he likes and attaches great importance to this daughter, otherwise he would not have given the emperor-level magic weapon to Zhao Binger.

Li Qingfeng's face was solemn. He naturally knew that it could be called an imperial-level spiritual weapon, which meant that the Ice Emperor Sword was very powerful, not inferior to the Fire Emperor Sword in his hand at all.

In ancient times, the earth was very powerful. It was one of the three thousand most powerful stars in the universe, and it shocked the entire universe.

At that time, there were saints and immortals on the earth, and there were many magic weapons, king-level magic weapons, emperor-level magic weapons, emperor-level magic weapons, saint magic weapons, immortal magic weapons, and so on.

The Sword Emperor Gate should have discovered the Ice Emperor Sword in a ruin on the earth and got it.

"Li Qingfeng, today I will let you know how powerful the Ice Emperor Sword is." After finishing speaking, Zhao Bing'er swung the Ice Emperor Sword in her hand, slashed forward, and turned into a white sword energy.

The sword energy exuded a cold breath, turned into a white icicle, and shot towards Qingfeng Li in an instant.

Li Qingfeng didn't dare to be careless. From the breath of the white icicle, he felt a hint of danger. He knew that the attack power of this emperor-level magic weapon was extremely powerful.

Li Qingfeng flipped his right wrist, and the Fire Emperor Sword in his hand pierced obliquely from bottom to top, and rotated 180 degrees. With the input of the fire element in his body, it condensed into a flaming sword energy, forming a red pillar of fire.

The red pillar of fire contained a terrifying high temperature, at least several thousand degrees, burning the air into nothingness, rushing directly forward.

Peng!

The red pillar of fire and the white icicle collided together, making a loud noise that shook the whole world.

White water vapor, red flames, boiling violently, and the space made crackling and crackling sounds as if it was burning.

The huge energy fluctuation caused a black vortex to appear in the air, and the people around all backed away with surprise on their faces.

The collision of the imperial-level spiritual weapon was too powerful, and it exploded the space on the first floor of hell, shocking and horrifying everyone.

The next moment, a ghost head protruded from the black vortex of the hell space. His face was pale, his face was cold, his eye sockets were sunken, his eyes shone with green light, his teeth were sharp and slender, his hair was disheveled, and he was extremely eerie.

The ghost looked at Li Qingfeng and Zhao Binger, as if he was looking at two dead people.

Guitou turned his head and opened his mouth, and let out a shrill scream. The cry was like a ghost who had been dead for thousands of years. It rushed directly into Li Qingfeng and Zhao Binger's minds, making their faces pale and their bodies recede.

Fortunately, only the head of this ghost appeared, and his lower body was still in the black space vortex, without appearing as a whole. Otherwise, Li Qingfeng and Zhao Binger were really in danger just now.

Seeing this ghost head, the black puppy's expression changed, and he said, "Qingfeng Li, quickly put away your Fire Emperor Sword, don't fight any more, or the evil spirits from hell will come out."

Hearing what the black puppy said, Li Qingfeng's face changed drastically, and he quickly put away the Fire Emperor Sword, and stopped attacking again.

Li Qingfeng naturally knows the power of ghosts, which are only available on the third floor of hell, but just now when Li Qingfeng fought with Zhao Binger, the two emperor-level magic weapons were too strong, directly smashing the space of hell, making the ghosts on the third floor of hell Appears on the first floor.

Fortunately, Qingfeng Li put away the Fire Emperor Sword in time, the ghost glared at Qingfeng Li viciously, and disappeared into the vortex of space unwillingly, and the space returned to calm.

But Li Qingfeng and Zhao Binger both looked a little pale and frightened.

Among them, Zhao Bing'er was the worst. Her mental strength was not as strong as Li Qingfeng's. She was attacked by the ghost just now, and now she was mentally injured, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.

Zhao Binger cast a gloomy look at Li Qingfeng,

He also put away the Ice Emperor Sword, not daring to use this imperial magic weapon to attack again.

Because Zhao Bing'er knew that the imperial magic weapon was so powerful that it could break the first layer of hell.

However, the eighteen layers of hell are connected. Once the first layer of space is broken, the ghost murderers in the spaces below will appear, and it will be themselves who will die at that time.

Zhao Bing'er glanced at Li Qingfeng, and said: We all put away the emperor-level magic weapon, and we cannot use the emperor-level magic weapon in battle.

Qingfeng Li nodded, and threw the Fire Emperor Sword directly into the space ring, he didn't want the evil spirits from hell to come out either.

Li Qingfeng believed that even if he didn't need to use the Fire Emperor Sword, he could still defeat Zhao Bing'er in front of him.

"Li Qingfeng, we don't need any magic weapons, we just use our physical strength to compete to see who is stronger." Zhao Bing'er raised her head slightly and said arrogantly.

What Zhao Bing'er practiced was the emperor-level body training method. She practiced in the cold ice, and in the cold ice hundreds of degrees below zero, she cultivated her body to be extremely powerful, making her invulnerable.

Seeing Zhao Binger's confident expression, Li Qingfeng shook his head, with a hint of contempt in his eyes, this woman really has a brain problem, and she is not good enough to compare herself with herself, but she is actually courting death.

In the competition of swordsmanship, Li Qingfeng dare not say that he will definitely defeat Zhao Binger, but in the competition of physical strength, Li Qingfeng is full of confidence.

Li Qingfeng practiced the mortal prison body, a kung fu technique that could evolve to the immortal level body training technique. After practicing, his physical body could become a fairy, how could Zhao Binger stop it?

Zhao Bing'er circulated the true energy in her body, and shot out with the palm of her right hand. The white ice-type true energy condensed into a huge iceberg, and threw it at Li Qingfeng, trying to crush him to death on the ground and freeze there.

The true essence iceberg that appeared was extremely huge, a full 800 meters high, covering half of the sky.

When the people around looked up, they all looked at the huge iceberg above their heads, and felt the biting cold breath emanating from the iceberg, which made them feel frightened and their faces turned pale.

"Zhao Bing'er is really not that simple, she actually practiced the Emperor Level Body Refining Technique."

"That's right. It is said that the emperor-level freezing body training technique needs to be practiced in an ice cave hundreds of degrees below zero. Many people froze to death there. I didn't expect Zhao Binger to practice it."

"That's right, no wonder Zhao Bing'er dared to challenge Li Qingfeng. It turns out that he has practiced the emperor-level freezing body training technique in the cultivation world, which is invincible."

All the cultivators around, who recognized Zhao Binger's exercises, were talking there, their eyes full of amazement and surprise.

The Ice Emperor Body Refining Technique is very famous in the cultivation world. Many talented practitioners have practiced it before, but none of them succeeded.

No one thought that the daughter of the head of the Sword Emperor Sect would succeed in cultivation.

In everyone's impression, the daughter of the head of the Sword Emperor Sect should be the eldest lady. How could this kind of proud girl suffer that kind of suffering, which was beyond everyone's expectations.