Fighter of the Destiny

Chen Changsheng did not enter the Qingye world, nor did he enter the Zhou Garden.

He was not sure whether the Holy Light Angel could see through the operation of space rules like the Demon Lord did back then.

He would not make such a choice until the last moment.

So what should he do in this critical situation?

He made an unexpected move.

He closed his eyes.

This is not contempt.

Nor is it surrender.

It just means focus and him trying to find a way to break the situation.

The figure of the Holy Light Angel was outside the sword rain, holding a light spear and stabbing towards him.

He knew this wasn't the real picture.

In the real picture that transcends time and is not determined by sight, the Holy Light Angel is always moving.

One moment it was deep in the night, the next moment it was at the weakest point of the sword array, and then it was back to the original place.

In an extremely short period of time, the Holy Light Angel launched countless attacks against the sword array in the night sky.

It's just that his speed is too fast, like lightning without light, and you can't feel his movement with the naked eye.

Chen Changsheng's sight couldn't keep up with his speed, so he could only rely on the sword array to resist and sense at the same time.

In this situation, he could not determine the opponent's position at all.

Then the means he prepared for the Holy Light Angel - the stone beads turned into those heavenly book tablets - naturally could not touch the other party's body.

In this case, he simply closed his eyes, no longer trying to capture the opponent's trajectory with his sight, but spread his consciousness.

The consciousness dispersed into the surrounding night like a net.

He still couldn't determine the position of the Holy Light Angel, but he could clearly sense the traces left by the other party's movement in the spiritual consciousness network.

The straight but sudden turns of light are so eye-catching.

Chen Changsheng closed his eyes, lowered his head slightly, held the sword in both hands, and waited for the traces to gradually show a pattern, or to be slower.

The blind violinist guessed what he wanted to do, and turned his head slightly. The broken strings trembled with the bloody fingers, and floated out of the sword formation, like countless thin snakes in the void, trying to block the light and let the holy light The angel's movement slowed down.

It's a pity that there is an insurmountable level gap between the two sides.

The Angel of Holy Light stood outside the sword rain with an indifferent expression, and countless residual lights lit up in all directions and then disappeared.

No matter how peaceful and powerful Chen Changsheng's spiritual consciousness is, it cannot truly bind him.

The blind luthier's strings could not catch up with his figure.

In the moment of battle, he is truly light and electricity.

The light spear with infinite power kept stabbing at the Nanxi Zhai Sword Formation.

The sound of the sword became louder and louder, and Chen Changsheng's face gradually turned pale, his consciousness shook, and he had already suffered serious internal injuries.

But he still didn't give up, because it was obvious that the power from each light spear became much smaller.

——The reason why the strength becomes smaller is to pursue the ultimate speed.

The Holy Light Angel chooses carefully.

Caution comes from vigilance.

This means that Chen Changsheng's response method makes sense.

But it's still a pity.

Unfortunately it's the same content as before.

The level gap between the two sides is too big.

The remnants of hundreds of rays of light flickered in and out of the night, like stars blinking behind thin clouds.

In an extremely short period of time, the light spear in the hand of the Holy Light Angel thrust into the rain of swords in the sky more than 400 times.

At the same time, the spear tip traveled through the void and came to Chen Changsheng. The tip of the spear, which was blocked by his horizontal sword, advanced more than half a foot toward his eyes.

Countless swords were blown away, making angry and unwilling but helpless sword cries.

The light spear seemed to be slow, but in fact it was unstoppable and broke into the depths of the sky filled with sword rain.

It looks like a big river breaking out of the mountain.

It's like a bright light breaking through the clouds.

The Nanxi Zhai sword formation is about to be broken.

Chen Changsheng and the blind piano master are about to die.

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suddenly.

A brighter light appeared in the night.

It was a flame from ancient times that seemed to be able to burn everything.

Even the night and the light of the Holy Light Angel can become its fuel.

Immediately afterwards, a sword light like the Milky Way came into everyone's eyes.

If the light spear of the Holy Light Angel is like a river breaking out of the mountain.

Then this sword light is the Milky Way falling through the sky.

The calm water reflected the golden flame, shining out countless bright and dazzling lights.

Countless sparks suddenly appeared in the night sky, and then fell towards the ground.

If you look carefully, you can see that those sparks are connected together to form a straight line.

A battle is going on at a speed that cannot be seen by the naked eye.

Those sparks are the traces left by this battle.

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Outside the rain of swords in the sky, the figure of the Holy Light Angel disappeared.

The spear tip in front of Chen Changsheng also disappeared.

Countless sparks appeared in the night sky, looking like fireworks, so beautiful and breathtaking.

What is truly thrilling is that this proves that the Holy Light Angel was forced to reveal its true location and then start fighting.

Who does that piece of sword light that comes with infinite light belong to?

What kind of flame can actually light up the night?

Who on this continent can keep up with the speed of the Holy Light Angel?

Chen Changsheng does not need to analyze these.

In fact, he knew all the answers when he sensed that light.

The light was so bright that the figure of the Holy Light Angel became a little dim, and the light spear turned into an iron rod.

There is only one sword technique in the world that can shine so brightly.

Only Chen Changsheng in the world has truly seen this kind of sword technique.

That is Nan Xizhai's truly most powerful swordsmanship, and it can even be said to be the most powerful swordsmanship in the entire continent.

Great sword of light.

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The person who can wield the Great Light Sword is and can only be Xu Yourong.

Only she has a speed no less than that of the Holy Light Angel, and possesses the Heavenly Phoenix True Fire that can burn out the night.

Among the powerful people in the sacred realm, she is the only one who can make the Angel of Holy Light show his true form.

Xiao De can't do it, Xiao Zhang can't do it, Liang Wang and Sun can do it, and even a blind piano player can't do it.

From this point of view, Xu Yourong really lived up to the reputation of Tianfeng.

Her appearance suddenly changed the situation on the field, but it was still not enough to change the final outcome.

The Great Light Sword is indeed incredibly powerful, and it still cannot overcome the level gap between realms.

Not everyone can be like Wang Po, who spent more than ten days learning the sword under a ginkgo tree, and then was able to cut through the world with one sword on the Luo River.

An indescribable pressure fell from the sky to the earth, like a real mountain.

The Holy Light Angel may not be able to crack the Great Sword of Light, but it can directly suppress it using the laws of heaven and earth.

The light suddenly dimmed a few minutes.

The yellow sand danced wildly, the wind howled, and the terrifying power aura sprayed everywhere like substance.

In the wind and sand, you can vaguely see a girl in white floating backwards, like a white flower leaving a branch.

At such a critical moment, Chen Changsheng still closed his eyes.

His consciousness has been following the Holy Light Angel, and countless complicated lines gradually filled the picture, turning it into a lake.

The entire courtyard is in this lake.

When Xu Yourong's Great Light Sword fell, he felt it.

He sensed the location of the Holy Light Angel.

All the snowfields burned simultaneously.

All the true energy was output violently.

A moment ago, he was still in the rain of swords from the sky.

The next moment, he appeared in front of the Holy Light Angel.

Then, he stabbed it with his sword.