Fighter of the Destiny

Chen Changsheng fell down.

His eyes were closed tightly and he was unconscious. He fell so decisively, like a tree on the top of the mountain being blown down by the wind, like a mountain on the ground being shaken down, like the earth being overturned.

At the same time, Guan Bai had arrived in front of him, and the sword had also arrived at the same time. Looking at the fallen Chen Changsheng, he looked shocked and confused, but he could no longer stop the sword in his hand, because this sword now represented According to the will of heaven, even if it is held in his hands, it can no longer be controlled by him.

What happened? Why did Chen Changsheng suddenly collapse?

These questions had just begun to appear in the minds of everyone present, and no one had time to prevent the ensuing tragedy. Because no one could have imagined that one moment he had just broken through the realm and shocked the whole audience, and the next moment he would enter such a strange state.

Gou Hanshi believed that even if Chen Changsheng was not Guan Bai's opponent, he should still be able to take the sword, because he understood Chen Changsheng and would not take that step until he was confident enough.

Zhexiu and Tang Sanshiliu were even more confident in Chen Changsheng. They even believed without any reason that Chen Changsheng could defeat Guan Bai's Tiandao Sword when no one was optimistic about it.

Mao Qiuyu knew best the strength of the Tiandao Sword and its characteristics of never returning. He was sure that Chen Changsheng would be defeated, but how could he have thought that Chen Changsheng could not even lift the sword, or even move it?

I didn't even think about it. Who has the ability to react in such a short time?

Only old man Tianji can change all this. He knew in advance that Chen Changsheng had a hidden disease. Although he was not sure when the hidden disease broke out, he knew that it should be related to the realm of cultivation. Ever since Chen Changsheng started to break through the realm and gather stars, he had been paying attention to the scene with a frown. And as a strong man in the sacred realm, he has enough ability to display powerful enough means in the gap of time. However... his wrinkled, extremely old hand fell on the armrest of the chair, with veins looming and trembling slightly, but he still stayed on the stage with no intention of taking action.

Could it be that Chen Changsheng had just broken through the realm and gathered stars, and when he should have been high-spirited and accepted the cheers of the crowd, he died inexplicably by the sword of heaven?

People's shock and panic finally turned into real voices and shouted from their mouths. A scream of surprise had just sounded in the venue, but was suddenly suppressed by the howling wind.

A pair of white wings squeezed the air at an unimaginable speed, setting off a violent wind.

The heavy gauze curtain on the stage shattered into countless pieces, and a stream of light rushed out from behind the curtain. The speed of the figure was so shocking that only a few people in the venue could vaguely see two white lines, but they could not see them. It was clear that a pair of white wings squeezed the air at an unimaginable speed, setting off a violent wind between heaven and earth, driving the figure roaring away!

The stream of light came to Chen Changsheng.

The Heavenly Sword fell.

A ray of light bloomed like a firework. In the light, there were countless supreme sword intentions and countless exquisite sword techniques, but there was only one extremely strong and sacred will.

Great sword of light!

There was a loud bang!

The water in Tianchi shook away from the lake surface, like a cascading waterfall. The ground on the stone flat shook violently, like an earthquake. The gravel danced wildly and filled the whole place. The sun became extremely dim.

The smoke and dust gradually subsided, revealing the scene of the scene.

There was a very thin crack on Guan Bai's left lapel, but there was no blood. He was holding the sword, looking confused, not knowing what happened, and staring blankly ahead.

Where his gaze fell, a large crater appeared on the stone flat.

This pit is much deeper than the previous one when Chen Changsheng gathered stars, and it is filled with gravel.

Xu Yourong stood at the bottom of the pit, holding the sword in his hand and looking pale.

puff! She spurted out a stream of blood.

The blood fell to the ground and immediately burned.

The golden red flame melted the gravel on the ground easily.

That is Tianfeng's true blood. Even though she was of the True Phoenix bloodline and had amazing talents, she was still seriously injured when she grabbed Guan Bai's Tiandao Sword without preparation.

But after all, she rushed to Chen Changsheng before anyone had time to react, took the sword, and forcibly shook the so-called will of heaven.

She did not let Guan Bai's sword fall on Chen Changsheng, not even a hint of sword intention.

She threw the Nanxi Zhai Zhai Sword, which was extremely important and precious to Saintess' Peak, to the ground without any care because she wanted to have her hands free.

She hugged the unconscious Chen Changsheng into her arms.

The snow-white wings fell slowly, wrapping him and her gently.

Just like it was on the grass island in Zhouyuan Lake.

Looking at this scene, the lakeside was quiet, and people were extremely shocked.

No one expected that she would be the first person to react and risk her life to protect Chen Changsheng even when he was seriously injured.

When people think about it, she is the most unlikely person to appear.

Countless eyes fell on Xu Yourong, but she didn't care at all.

Just like she didn't care about the sword falling among the gravel.

She just looked at Chen Changsheng in her arms, her face pale and uneasy.

At this time, she is beautiful, sad, helpless, and fragile.

No one has ever seen her like this, not the people from the Lishan Sword Sect, not the old man Tianji, and probably neither the Holy Girl nor the Holy Queen Tianhai.

What is all this about?

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Zhe Xiu rushed over and dozens of sword intents shot up to stop him.

The small building was right in front, but he could not get closer because the female disciples in Nanxi Zhai had set up a sword formation in front of the building.

The cultivators participating in the Stone Cooking Conference are not able to bring many companions with them. The most likely ones are the National Religion and Saintess Peak, which is also due to their status.

There were more than a hundred Nanxi Zhai disciples who escorted Xu Yourong to Hanshan. They were all guarding outside the building at this time. Nanxi Zhai's sword array was very famous. Zhou Du|fu also spent some effort when he broke into the Saintess Peak. , no matter how strong Zhexiu is, there is no way he can get through with his own abilities.

Zhe Xiu's face was expressionless. In fact, he was extremely worried about Chen Changsheng's current situation. He was forced to retreat by the Nanxi Zhai Sword Formation and had a bloody mouth on his shoulder. Not only did it not dissuade him, but it actually aroused his murderous intention. Seeing a trace of blood red in the depths of his eyes, and sharp claws protruding from the front of his fingers, he was preparing to transform and fight with the skills of life and death.

However, before he could take action, he was stopped by others. Tang Sanliu looked at him and shook his head.

At the front of the Nanxi Zhai Sword Formation, a female disciple looked at the people outside the building and said in a deep voice: "The Saint has said that anyone who dares to step into this building will be killed!"

Yes, let alone Tang Sanliu and Zhe Xiu who were blocked outside the building, even the big figures of the national religion such as Mao Qiuyu and Ling Haizhi were unable to enter the building.

Now, apart from the unconscious Chen Changsheng, the only people in the building were Xu Yourong and Old Man Tianji.