Fighter of the Destiny

Chen Changsheng's hand got closer and closer to Xiao Zhang's face, until it touched the edge of the white paper.

I don't know if it was wet with sweat or because it was stained with too much blood. The edges of the white paper were not sharp, like puff pastry that had been left beside the humid Tongjiang River for three days.

The moment his fingers touched the white paper, the two black holes on the white paper suddenly lit up.

That's when Xiao Zhang opened his eyes.

He woke up.

Of course, it's also possible that he didn't faint at all just now.

There was no look of surprise on Chen Changsheng's face. He should have known it for a long time and asked, "Have you rested enough?"

Xu Yourong did not turn around, but quietly stared at the mountain peak in the sky.

The Nanxi Zhai Sword Formation has been suppressed by the heavy mountain aura, getting closer and closer to the ground.

More and more green leaves are falling from the sycamore tree, and the sound made by the tree is getting louder and louder. The bark in some places has even cracked, revealing white.

Xiao Zhang looked at Chen Changsheng and said, "No one has ever dared to lift this piece of paper, not before, and even less so now."

His voice was cold and heartless, just like his eyes.

He used to be a strong man on the Xiaoyao List, and with his reputation as a crazy and bloodthirsty person, naturally no one wanted to provoke him.

Now that he has successfully entered the sacred realm, no one dares to tease him.

Chen Changsheng didn't care about these threatening words and said, "If you don't want to wake up, I have no choice but to remove this paper."

Xiao Zhang said: "I'm a little sleepy. You can't even hold on for a while? It's really useless."

Only a lunatic like him would dare to speak to the Pope and the Saint in such a tone.

Chen Changsheng still didn't care and said, "Even if we take turns to hold on, there will always be a moment when we can't hold on."

Xiao Zhang understood the meaning of this sentence and was stunned.

Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong unexpectedly decided not to waste time and prepared to fight.

Where does their confidence come from?

"Since it's a fight, of course we have to fight."

Chen Changsheng looked at him and said with a smile: "Maybe we win or we lose, who knows?"

His smile is still as clean, innocent and gentle as when he was a boy.

In Xiao Zhang's opinion, it was a bit scary.

Do you just casually decide to take a chance on such a big event?

Both Tonggong and Nanxizhai sword formations can still resist Yanzhi Shanren for a while.

He was seriously injured, but after all, he was a newly promoted Saint Realm powerhouse.

In this situation, Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong decided not to wait any longer and directly killed the Yanzhi Mountain Man!

Don't they understand that Yanzhishanren, as an ancient strongman of the demon clan, is much stronger than those demon generals, and may even be as strong as the demon commander? Don't they understand that if the human pope, the saint, and him, the new saint realm powerhouse, all die in battle tonight, history may really change? Why fight when you can wait a little longer? Why is Chen Changsheng still smiling at such a time, and his smile is still so clean? Is Xu Yourong still in the mood to look at the stars with his hands behind his back?

Everyone said that Xiao Zhang was a madman, but he found that Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong were even crazier than him.

What are the answers to these whys?

It suddenly occurred to him.

This is elan.

The spirit of youth.

He is several dozen years older than Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong, but for a Taoist, he is still young.

His eyes became sharp, like a silver gun washed by autumn water, full of chill.

"How much longer?"

He walked to Xu Yourong and asked.

Xu Yourong said: "Forty-seven breaths."

Xiao Zhang's hoarse voice came out from the white paper again.

"I'm going to break his mountain."

He walked toward the northern night with an iron gun in hand.

He didn't even glance at the shadow of the mountain range above him in the night sky.

The real mountain was miles away, where he was going.

A few days ago, he sensed signs of breaking through, and without hesitation ended his assassination career in the snowy fields, returning south along the route agreed upon back then. Just as he was about to return to the human territory through the grassland, he saw three mountains suddenly rising in the wilderness.

People from Yanzhi Mountain, Jingbo Mountain, and Yichun Mountain.

Faced with such a terrifying ancient powerhouse, he could not escape at all. Logically speaking, he would definitely die. Who would have thought that this unprecedented pressure would actually allow him to cross the threshold, break through the sacred realm in advance, and escape with narrow escapes? He came out, but he was still seriously injured.

Riding a kite into the chaotic mountains and seeing Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong, his mind suddenly relaxed. His injuries and mental exhaustion broke out at the same time, and he passed out.

After resting for a while, the injury was not healed, but his spirit improved a lot.

The most important thing was the appearance of Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong.

The two saints with the highest status in the human race came to take him back.

This is something to be proud of, even as arrogant as he is.

For this reason, he is willing to fight again.

But what he said was that I broke his mountain, not that I broke his mountain.

He had no confidence that he could break Yanzhishanren's defense, or even survive.

The wind rustled and the white paper rustled, which seemed a little ominous.

But his figure is not bleak.

Because the iron gun is straight and the red tassel is flying.

Because his fighting spirit is overwhelming.

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Xu Yourong withdrew his gaze, looked at the night miles away, and said, "There is only one chance."

Chen Changsheng understood what she meant.

Xiao Zhang suppressed his injuries and could only carry out the strongest attack. Even if he had the strength to fight again, it would not be stronger than this one.

In other words, if they want to break through and defeat the Yanzhi Mountain Man head-on, they only have this chance.

The night wind fell on my face, a little cold, not like a knife, but more like the water in the creek in Xining Town in early spring.

Chen Changsheng clenched his left hand into a fist, and the stone bead transformed from the Heavenly Book Monument fell from his cuff and came to his wrist.

Feeling the weight of the stone beads, his mood became heavier. He took a deep breath and calmed down.

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At night, Yanzhi Mountain Man really looks like a mountain.

It's not the mountain range it looks like in the distance, but a more realistic rock mountain.

This rock mountain is not particularly tall, but it seems to be connected with the rocks deep in the earth, giving people an unshakable feeling.

Xiao Zhang walked to the front of the mountain and stopped.

The starlight fell on his face and was reflected by the white paper, making it look whiter, a bit like the moonlight behind the old snowy city.

A very strange thing happened. The iron gun and the red tassel danced lightly, and actually caused those stars to wander away.

The starlight seemed to have become a real existence, every thread.

The world is relative.

Nothingness becomes reality, but what about real things?

In the starlight, Xiao Zhang's figure appeared and disappeared, as if he might disappear at any time.

If you only observe it with the naked eye, you can't determine where he is.

This is the Tao phenomenon after thoroughly understanding the laws of heaven and earth.

Tonight, he had just broken through the realm and became a saint. His understanding of the laws of heaven and earth was still not enough, and he was far from mastering it. At this time, he had obviously made a lot of progress.

This is the ability of the powerful in the sacred realm. Whether fighting or sleeping, it allows them to have a deeper understanding of each other with the world.

There were two flames high on the black rock mountain, which was extremely cold.

A low and indifferent voice sounded from the rocky mountain.

"For hundreds of years, you can be ranked among the top three in terms of fighting spirit."

Mountain Man Yanzhi seemed to know that Xiao Zhang still had fighting strength, but he didn't care.

Even if there were Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong, he didn't care.

He acted very indifferently and was in a mood to evaluate the other party.

Based on his knowledge, this evaluation can be said to be extremely high praise.

Xiao Zhang didn't appreciate it and said, "You monster, you talk a lot."

The demons have always called themselves the gods, but they are not very angry when they are called demons. This is why the so-called demons and gods are one. But they really don't like to be called monsters, or because it easily reminds them of the demon clan. In the long history, the demon clan has played the role of the demon clan's slaves most of the time.

Yanzhishanren's eyes became even colder.

Xiao Zhang sneered and said: "What? You are covered in stones, so of course you are a monster. Don't you still accept it?"

Yanzhi Mountain Man said: "I am a Mountain Man."

Xiao Zhang laughed and said: "Hahahaha! What a mountain man, he's just an old monster from Montenegro!"

Hoarse laughter echoed in the grassland.

The laughter stopped.

Xiao Zhang stabbed him with a spear.

The starlight falls on the grassland like a clear and shallow stream.

As the iron spear thrust out, the starlight suddenly moved and turned into a piece of cloth.

The iron gun fell between the rocks, and the stars fell with it, then bloomed and shattered into countless silver shavings.

This picture is extremely beautiful, it looks like fireworks, but also like real flowers blooming.

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A silver flower suddenly bloomed in the night a few miles away.

Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong knew that it was the encounter between the iron spear and the cliff.

Immediately afterwards, a yellow dragon emerged from the grassland there, roaring into the air, with a faint hint of red appearing and disappearing.

Two powerful auras directly brought up all the gravel within several miles. The starlight suddenly dimmed, making it extremely difficult to see.

Yanzhishanren's realm strength is indeed unfathomable. While dealing with the terrifying iron spear, he did not forget to continue to suppress Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong.

The mountain range in the night sky suddenly pressed down, and the five finger-like peaks shot directly into the Nanxi Zhai Sword Formation.

The harsh and unpleasant friction sound kept ringing.

Countless cliff stones were cut open by the sword, falling with a rustling sound, and then turned into green light and dispersed in mid-air.

The palm-like peak was closer to the ground.

The sycamore tree was bent to the extreme and could break at any time, and the green leaves among the branches had almost fallen off.

Xu Yourong was prepared, calm as usual, and said softly: "Let's go."

A flash of clear light flashed, and the Tubi disappeared on the spot.

Chen Changsheng sent it into Zhou Garden, and then held her hand.

A pair of white wings spread out in the night wind, burning with golden flames.

A stream of light illuminates the grassland, and two phoenix fires penetrate the night.

A hole appeared in the strong wind composed of sand, dust and grass clippings.

Xu Yourong and Chen Changsheng came to Yanzhi Shanren.

The two sword lights lit up, extremely bright, and then merged together to form a dazzling sword rainbow.

The iron gun reappeared, arrogantly blasting towards the rocky mountain with its sword rainbow, blooming a domineering flower in the night sky.

There was a loud noise, and the ground shook uneasily.

Countless gravel flew up, tearing through the night like arrows. Countless beasts were killed within dozens of miles.

The smoke and dust gradually fell, and the figure of Yanzhi Mountain Man gradually appeared.

Two extremely deep sword marks appeared in the middle of the mountain. Looking at them with the naked eye, I am afraid they are about a foot deep.

The two sword marks crossed each other and looked like the Southern Cross constellation most familiar to the demon princes in Xue Lao City.

The place where the sword marks intersect is deeper than other places. The shape is very round and the edges are smooth. It is like a hole dug by a craftsman with a tool. It looks extremely dark.

There are traces of iron guns there.

If this rock mountain is compared to a person, the location of the sword marks and gun holes is the person's chest, slightly to the left, where the Youfu is.

With one arrogant shot and two swords combined, he finally broke through Yanzhi Shanren's defense.

That position is Yanzhishanren's only loophole.

Xu Yourong calculated this.

The question is, does the hole completely go through the mountain?

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There are cracks everywhere on the grassland surface, and the black soil and grass clippings are mixed together and can no longer be separated.

Xiao Zhang was lying on the ground, the white paper on his face soaked with blood, staring at the Yanzhi Mountain Man dozens of feet away.

Chen Changsheng was also seriously injured. He was sitting cross-legged on the ground, his face was pale, and he kept coughing.

The holes in the paper were very dark, Xiao Zhang's eyes were very deep, and his voice was hoarse, like a broken bell.

"Fuck, isn't this okay?"

Chen Changsheng sighed.

They broke the mountain but could not level it.

Xu Yourong stood up and drew the long bow again.

Her face was very pale, and became even paler as she drew her bow. She looked like snow.

The black hair brushed past her cheeks, contrasting vividly and thrillingly.

A mouthful of blood spurted out from her lips.

The white sacrificial robe was covered with blood spots and looked like broken flowers.

The aura she exuded was even more powerful. (Note)

The strings move silently.

A delicate little arrow broke through the night and landed quietly on the mountain.

Impartially, not missing an inch, shoot into that hole.

There was a soft snap, as if something had broken.

Xiao Zhang and Chen Changsheng felt an extreme pain in their chests.

Because they heard that voice.

It was the sound of heartbreak.

Xu Yourong's face was as white as paper, and he was shaking, and blood spilled from the corners of his lips.

Even she herself was injured by that delicate little arrow.

Naturally, the Yanzhi Mountain people suffered the most damage.

An extremely painful roar sounded from the cliff.

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(The title is, of course, Wen Ruian. At first, I planned to just use the amazing shot and the sad little arrow. You should still be able to see the traces if you look at the content in the chapter. But after thinking about it, I always feel that Xiao Zhang has this name and this kind of temperament. , it’s a pity not to be arrogant, and Yourong is not one of those stinky men in Kaifeng City. Tonight, her name is Li Shengnan... By the way, I would like to recommend Lao Liu’s WeChat public account, which is updated every day, not an advertisement, before He just happened to write about Jin Shiyi a few days ago. He wrote really well, simply and clearly. As for my WeChat official account, are there any classmates who haven’t paid attention to it? maoni1118 is me. Of course, this is advertising, or hard advertising. Finally, This chapter is 4,000 words long. I wish the girls a happy holiday. Well, back to Li Shengnan...you all understand what I mean, right? You still have to be awesome. Really, this is the most important thing.)