Fighter of the Destiny

The green leaves suddenly flew quickly, turned into sharp arrows, and shot towards the Taoist priests in green clothes.

The Taoists in Qingyi felt the power contained in the arrows, and their expressions were suddenly serious. They did not dare to neglect, and the dark sword light covered their predecessors.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Chen Chang came to life, stepped on the Ye Shibu, and turned from Dou Zhen to Niu Su, like a light smoke, piercing the back of the White Tiger God General.

The White Tiger God General couldn't turn around in time, his expression was slightly raised, and his iron spear shot through the wind!

He was a little surprised that Xu Yourong would suddenly take action, but he was already prepared to use his sword against Chen Changsheng.

Countless stars overflowed from the gaps in his armor, extremely bright, condensing into a glossy surface, the surface was extremely smooth, the shape was extremely perfect, and there were no loopholes.

Chen Changsheng's sword was like lightning, avoiding the block of the iron spear and stabbing it, but failed to penetrate the smooth surface.

This was the first time he encountered such a situation since he learned swordplay from Su Li in the wasteland.

Before that, whether it was General Xue He or a powerful person like Xiao De, his wisdom sword could penetrate the opponent's defense.

Could it be that this person actually has a perfect star field!

Countless sword marks and light and heat sputtered out between the two.

Through these lights, Chen Changsheng saw the extremely indifferent face of the White Tiger God General.

When Su Li evaluated the current generation of powerful cultivators in the wasteland, he once said that these guys today do not have a truly perfect star field at all.

Today's performance of General White Tiger seemed to overturn this conclusion.

Chen Changsheng could feel that this person's realm was indeed powerful, and he was even infinitely close to the original Xue Xingchuan!

No matter whether he uses the Wisdom Sword or the Burning Sword, it will be difficult to break through this person's defense, at least in a short period of time.

Of course the White Tiger God General knew better. He looked at Chen Changsheng through the light with a touch of disdain in his eyes.

Suddenly, a hint of pain appeared in his eyes, dispelling all the disdain, and then turned into infinite shock.

His perfect star field was torn open!

How is this going?

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Before Chen Changsheng's sword met the iron spear of General White Tiger, someone walked out of the imperial envoy.

Regardless of his clothing or appearance, that person was so ordinary and unremarkable that he didn't attract any attention at first.

The man's steps seemed very slow, but he soon arrived in the middle of the cliff several hundred feet away.

The man's footsteps were very light, so light that there was no sound, no wind, and it seemed that there was no breath or smell.

Even the White Tiger Divine General, who was at the peak of the Star Gathering Realm, didn't notice that he was coming behind him.

That man was like a real ghost, standing quietly behind the White Tiger General, his indifferent eyes staring at the back of the White Tiger General's neck.

Finally, someone noticed this strange scene and felt infinite chill.

Someone in the imperial mission reacted and wanted to warn, but it was already too late.

The man raised his hands and struck at the back of the White Tiger General's neck.

Several marks that were so sharp that it felt bone-chilling to the naked eye appeared in front of his hands, looking like two wolf claws.

This is the calmest sneak attack and the smartest fighting method. No matter how perfect your star field is, I will be there to break it with my strength.

The sharp wolf claws fell, tearing a gap into the perfect and smooth surface of the White Tiger God General made of stars.

The gap is so small that you can't even notice it if you don't look carefully.

The lethality of those two wolf claws seemed to be very difficult to harm the White Tiger Divine General.

But in the eyes of the truly advanced figures present, these two wolf claws are the most dangerous existences.

They vaguely saw a ferocious wild wolf quietly coming behind a prey, lowering its head and biting the prey's neck with an indifferent expression.

It wasn't until the sharp wolf teeth pierced the blood vessels of the prey and even bit off the prey's head that the prey knew what had happened.

So dangerous and good at concealment and sneak attacks, who else could that person be? It was naturally Zhexiu!

The Prime Minister's eyes suddenly became cold, and there was a flame burning in the depths, turning into a big sun, as if there was lightning sputtering out.

The cold wind rose from under his feet and whistled at high speed outside his bloated waist, as if it was turning into a new belt.

He sensed that something might be wrong with the White Tiger God General, and decided to rescue him.

But Wang Po's eyes fell on him. His empty sleeves were lifted up by the wind, looking like the thread tied under a paper oriole that was about to fall.

Bieyang Hong also looked at Xiang Wang. The broken string hanging on her little finger was floating gently, and the bright red petals were dancing uneasily behind her.

The Prime Minister's eyes narrowed and he held his belt with both hands, not knowing whether he would take action next.

The confrontation between the three powerful men in the sacred realm lasted only a short moment.

Because after a short moment, the winner has been decided, life and death.

Chen Changsheng's sword was like the shadow left by the white crane flying from high altitude on the cold pool between the peaks, passing by the iron spear like a mountain road, and flew forward.

Zhexiu's hands were like flower branches buried in the cold light of the northern demon clan's moon. The iron spear, which was like a bird, landed on the back of the opponent's neck without disturbing him.

The White Tiger God General knew that someone was coming and destroyed his perfect star field, but he didn't know where that person was.

He didn't have any energy to care where that person was at this time.

Because Chen Changsheng's sword has arrived.

The dagger, as bright and clean as washed by autumn water, combined with the hidden-edge scabbard, made the killing intent even brighter and sharper.

The gap that was torn open in the Star Domain of the White Tiger God General is very small, but as long as there is a hole, it can be pierced by infinite sharpness.

Wu Guo Sword passed through the gap and came to the White Tiger General, bringing up a stream of blood.

The White Tiger God General gave a sharp shout, his true energy was flowing wildly, and the starlight spurted towards the heaven and earth like blooming flowers.

The next moment, those bright stars suddenly became dim, because a brighter sword light appeared between the sky and the earth.

Countless rays of sword light surged out from Chen Changsheng's hands, like countless fish swimming upstream, like fireworks on a night in Kyoto.

This picture is extremely beautiful and spectacular.

Countless sword roars came and went, and the chants were endless, bringing with them countless sharp sword intentions, cutting everything in the middle of the cliff.

Both the hard ground and the armor were chopped into pieces, and the gap in the perfect star field gradually expanded in the dazzling sword light.

The peak was completely silent, and only the sound of swords and the sound of breaking wind could be heard.

Many people know His Majesty the Pope's most famous Thousand Swords, but seeing this scene with their own eyes still shocks them beyond words.

Are these sword lights the famous swords from the Zhouyuan Sword Pond? This kind of swordsmanship is His Majesty the Pope’s strongest method?

At least hundreds of famous swords were slashing towards the White Tiger God General like a river.

Even if the White Tiger Divine General is powerful, has perfect marrow cleansing, and has extremely strong true energy, how can he withstand it?

In just an instant, dozens of sword wounds appeared on his majestic body, and blood sputtered out like a heavy rain.