Fighter of the Destiny

Chen Changsheng knew that even if he used all those methods, he would never be able to withstand this cold wave with the meaning of death.

He has only one choice, and that is to retreat.

The problem is that powerful people in the sacred realm can travel freely between thousands of mountains and rivers at a speed that is unimaginable for ordinary people. Unless they are extremely talented such as Nan Ke, Xu Yourong, and Jin Yulu, or they can barely sustain the speed for a period of time. Time, who can be faster?

Infinite Bi flew to the stage, and the dust was about to fall.

Chen Changsheng suddenly disappeared from the place and appeared in front of the mountain road dozens of feet away, holding the Wugou Sword in his hand.

The infinite blue pressure continues to move forward, and the meaning of death is overwhelming. The mountain road suddenly breaks into pieces, and countless cracks appear on the stone steps.

A sword light could clearly appear on the cliff at the top of the mountain. Chen Changsheng appeared on the other side of the sword light, already more than two hundred feet away.

The aura with the meaning of death followed like a rain cloud.

Seeing that he was about to be hit by that aura, Chen Changsheng disappeared again and came to the pile of rocks protruding from the edge of the cliff with a powerful sword intent.

The infinite blue whisk was never able to fall because it could not accurately lock onto his figure.

He was not as fast as Nan Ke and Xu Yourong. The reason why he was so fast was because he was not using body skills, but his best swordsmanship.

At the moment when the Nanxi Zhai Sword Formation was in chaos and infinite blue came through the sky, he drew out the Wugou Sword.

Then, he performed three sword moves in a row without hesitation. During this process, he did not pause or even think.

These three sword techniques are respectively the National Real Sword, the last form of the Lishan Sword, and the Sunset Hanging among the three Wenshui forms.

This is the most decisive three-movement sword technique he can master. Of course, he also added Ye Shibu to it.

Everyone who saw this scene was shocked.

Many people are aware of Chen Changsheng's talent in kendo, and some even think that although he is young, he can already be called a master of kendo.

However, not many people have witnessed him using a sword with their own eyes. It wasn’t until today that they knew that His Majesty the Pope’s swordsmanship was truly unfathomable. He could actually use his own sword under the full pursuit of a strong man in the sacred realm The momentum is moving, and the response is so casual and natural.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Changsheng was several miles away, in front of the chaotic cliff, and successfully avoided Wuxianbi's most violent killing move.

But the power of his sword was exhausted, and what was even more troublesome was that he was forced into a blind spot in the terrain by Wuwu Bi. How could he avoid it?

Infinite blue flying came into the air in front of him, and the pressure was slightly weaker than at the beginning, but the murderous intention became stronger!

There was a reaction between heaven and earth, dark clouds shrouded the top of the cliff, and the light was dim.

A vicious shout ripped through the gloomy clouds and resounded throughout the world.

"die!"

She swung the fly whisk and knocked it down at Chen Changsheng.

Countless rays of tiny electric light kept lighting up in the strands of the whisk, making a terrifying snapping sound.

Those electric lights illuminated her pale cheeks filled with resentment, making her look like a ghost, which was terrifying.

Just when the whisk was about to fall on Chen Changsheng, a sword light pierced the dark sky again.

This sword light is not particularly bright, even a little dark, but it gives people a particularly reliable feeling.

The Wugou Sword has been connected to the Zangfeng Scabbard and turned into a long sword.

This is the strongest form of the Wugou Sword, and it is also the form that Chen Changsheng will choose when he is in a desperate situation.

That sword light did not come from the swing of the sword, but from it itself.

Chen Changsheng held the hilt of the sword with his left hand, and the tip of the sword with his left hand, holding the sword horizontally in front of him.

His hands were extremely stable, not trembling at all.

This horizontal line is the iron chain and the river embankment.

This was the third sword Su Li passed down to him, the stupid sword that is now famous all over the world!

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The whisk fell on the sword.

In an instant, some extremely fine corrosion marks appeared on the sword, which was as bright as water and had been washed thousands of times.

The Stainless Sword is made from the most precious true dragon whiskers of the golden dragon. It is absolutely smooth, without any dirt or blood stains remaining. It is absolutely hard and cannot be scratched by anything. It can be said to be perfect. The sword material was ranked among the top 100 weapons when it was first born, but at this moment it seems that it can't be endured. Why?

Those etching marks come from the electric light and the violent breath of silence carried in the whisk.

Those electric lights and breaths did not really destroy the material of the Wugou Sword, but they had destroyed Chen Changsheng's sword intention attached to it.

The violent aura of silence coming from the infinite depths of the sea easily destroyed the pure sword intent coming from the old temple in Xining Town.

This does not mean that the former is superior to the latter, but because Wuxianbi's realm is much higher than Chen Changsheng's.

The threshold is very high and made of iron. It cannot be crossed at will. Anyone who bravely tries to do so will often break his head and bleed.

There was a loud bang.

The strong wind howled on the cliff, and several sycamore trees were twisted into pieces. More than a dozen monks who had no time to avoid were directly blown away from the cliff. The sound of miserable howling suddenly started and stopped abruptly. It must have been In mid-air, all the meridians were cut off and all vitality was lost.

The sword's intention was destroyed and it was unable to continue. The Wugou sword with its hidden edge scabbard was knocked back and hit Chen Changsheng's chest.

With a muffled sound, Chen Changsheng crashed heavily into the pile of rocks on the cliff, splashing countless gravels. His face was pale and his expression was slightly gloomy.

If he hadn't relied on three swords to avoid the peak of Wufen Bi's power, he would have been seriously injured and would have been unable to recover.

Of course, the most important reason is that he has been bathed in the true blood of the Mysterious Frost Dragon, otherwise even if he was perfectly cleansed, he would not be able to withstand it.

A scream with a violent meaning burst out from Wuxianbi's thin lips.

This scream contained the pleasure of killing the enemy, as well as endless resentment.

She would not give Chen Changsheng any chance to fight back, nor would she give anyone on the field a chance to rescue him.

The whisk emitted countless auras of silence, falling towards Chen Changsheng in the cliff.

Countless green lotus leaves emerged from the void, cutting off the surrounding areas.

Gou Hanshi's expression changed slightly, and with the starlight all over his body, he flew through the air. The sword was already in his hand, but it was obviously too late.

Hu Thirty-Two and the Bishop of Southern Daodian also rushed over there.

The disciples of Nanxi Zhai were even more frightened and their faces turned pale. They screamed and tried to rush over, but they were even slower.

Who can save Chen Changsheng at this time?

Strangely, Tang Sanliu didn't move. He stared at Henhenhong in the middle of the cliff, holding his most powerful life-saving magical weapon in his hand, wondering what he was thinking.

Strangely, Biyanghong didn't move. He looked quietly at a place outside the cliff, as if he was still thinking about what Chen Changsheng said before.

Seeing his wife about to kill his son-killing enemy, no matter what emotion he was in, he should look over there.

What was he thinking and where was he looking? In other words, who is he waiting for?