Fighter of the Destiny

Under the leadership of military advisor Heipao, Xue Laocheng's intelligence system is very efficient. What happened at the Nanxi Zhai Hezhai Ceremony some time ago has already been written down into a very specific dossier, and there is even a name attached to the dossier. Paintings by the defected Tianji Pavilion painter.

The Demon Lord had seen the painting with his own eyes and the two stunning sword lights on the painting, but he still thought the description in the file was too exaggerated. It wasn't until he saw the two sword lights with his own eyes today that he realized that the reality was more exaggerated than the description in the file.

The Holy Light Angel quietly looked at Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong opposite.

Golden blood dripped slowly along the white broken wings.

His expression was still indifferent, but his eyes had become serious.

He did not expect that these two young humans could actually block the full blow of his light spear.

What really made him wary was the sword intent of Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong.

The two fused sword intents were still not enough to defeat him, but something hidden inside made him feel uneasy like never before.

It made him even more uneasy than the string of stone beads on Chen Changsheng's wrist.

What is that dry breath that rushes straight into the sky from the yellow sand all over the ground, that meaning that seems to be able to destroy everything?

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The Angel of Holy Light has unimaginable profound knowledge because he has lived for an extremely long time and has the eyes of the Holy Realm given by the gods.

Therefore, he could predict the horror of those stone beads in advance, and even be able to recognize Chen Changsheng's three swords, see through his sword marks, and break them directly.

But he didn't know what the meaning was when Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong combined their swords.

That meaning was destruction, coming from the Two-Breaking Sword Technique that had been lost for many years. To be precise, it meant burning the world.

The Two-Breaking Sword Technique is Zhou Du|fu's unique skill.

The combination of Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong's swords originated from their practice of the Two-Breaking Sword Technique in the Zhou Tomb and Tianshu Tomb.

When their sword light fell, they naturally carried a bit of Zhou Du|fu's strong will when he was the enemy of the entire world and even dared to destroy it.

Faced with such will and aura, even the holy and powerful men from other continents would feel afraid.

Zhou Dufu is the strongest man under the starry sky.

Whether it is the Middle-earth Continent or the Holy Light Continent, they are all under the starry sky.

The Holy Light Angel took a deep breath.

With this breath, the air around the entire courtyard began to dance wildly.

His **** chest and abdomen slowly rose and then fell.

There were countless sounds of wind and thunder.

He raised his light spear and pointed it at Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong.

The fear comes from the threat to his long life, which will inspire his unlimited desire to kill.

This is the instinct of life, even if he is a servant of God.

Holy Light Angel decided to kill Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong, using the strongest means, even if it might make his injuries more serious.

He couldn't allow these two young humans to grow any longer.

Even from a distance of tens of feet, Chen Changsheng could feel the terrifying pressure coming from the light spear.

He was not prepared to retreat because the Holy Light Angel was too fast. Even if Xu Yourong could keep up, he could not.

He raised his left hand and pointed it at the light spear from a distance.

The stone beads that had fallen back onto the wrist started to rotate and made a snapping sound.

This voice sounded very soft, but in fact it contained the power of countless hours.

More than a thousand sword lights scattered in the night sky broke through the air and hovered quietly around him and Xu Yourong.

The Nanxi Zhai Sword Formation was completed again, and it was based on the Heavenly Book Stele. Chen Changsheng believed that it could withstand the attack of the Holy Light Ambassador, at least for a while.

As long as he could buy a moment, he and Xu Yourong could draw their swords.

He believed that Xu Yourong should be able to understand what he meant, but from the corner of his eye, he saw that she didn't move and shook her head gently.

——We can't continue fighting here, otherwise too many people will die.

At this time, the priests outside the courtyard, without the protection of the palace formation, would inevitably be shocked to death by the aftermath of the subsequent battle.

How many demon people will die in Baidi City?

Chen Changsheng took one look and knew what she was thinking.

He had no problem with that.

"Walk."

Chen Changsheng said.

Xu Yourong stretched out her left hand and grabbed his collar.

He was much taller than Xu Yourong, but she caught him effortlessly and skillfully, as if she had done it many times.

There was a bang.

The yellow sand dances wildly and the cold wind blows.

White wings appear occasionally and then disappear.

Xu Yourong and Chen Changsheng left.

A hole opened in the clouds in the night sky.

The palace formation naturally gave way to a path.

The Holy Light Angel who was fighting against the Li Gong formation in the night sky was too late to stop him.

The golden blood no longer drips, and the white broken feathers are so eye-catching on the ground.

The Holy Light Angel looked up to the sky, with a trace of confusion in his eyes.

He didn't understand why the two young humans chose this way of fighting.

As a servant of the gods, he is naturally able to utilize the laws of heaven and earth.

Even the fastest expert on this continent would not be able to surpass him in terms of speed.

The confusion is only a momentary thing.

Countless rays of light illuminate the night sky.

A hole appears again in the night sky.

Wings flutter in the wind.

The answer is also blowing in the wind.

The Angel of Holy Light turned into a stream of water and pursued that place.

Quietness returned to the courtyard.

The Demon Lord walked out from the depths of the night, looked up at the clouds in the night sky, and looked at the two holes in the clouds that were slowly closing.

"I'm so jealous."

He said with emotion: "I wish you could grow old overnight, but I don't want you to grow old together. What should I do?"

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Night only covered half of the courtyard.

Not far from the ground, we came into the clear sky.

The whole Baidi City could see something strange in the sky.

Those were two extremely eye-catching lines of fire.

At the front of the two lines of fire, you can vaguely see the dancing white wings.

The demon people who saw this scene were so shocked that they could not speak. Some people thought they were seeing gods and knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly.

The two lines of fire seemed to be slow in the sky, but in fact they extended upward extremely quickly, chasing each other.

Within a few breaths, the two lines of fire entered the higher clouds.

Infinite light emanated from the clouds, as if they were about to burn.

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The cold wind hit my face at high speed, like an ice blade.

The wings fluttered, squeezing the air at an unimaginable speed, making a roaring sound.

Xu Yourong took Chen Changsheng and flew into the sky, deep into the clouds, surrounded by a vast expanse of white.

If you are inexperienced, it is easy to lose sight of the direction, and you may even hit the hard ground.

Xu Yourong naturally wouldn't have such a problem.

Chen Changsheng had a lot of experience riding cranes and was very calm.

I don't know whether it was because the air was getting thinner or the clouds were getting thicker, but the surroundings suddenly became quiet.

Chen Changsheng turned to look at Xu Yourong.

The sun penetrated the thick clouds and was broken into gentle light flakes, falling on her face, which was indescribably beautiful.

The beauty here is not about the world of light and shadow.

It's her picturesque eyebrows and the tiny beads of sweat on her temples.

Chen Changsheng suddenly asked: "Do you often take people flying?"

Xu Yourong glanced at him and didn't understand why he was asking this question at this time.