Way of Choices

Chen Changsheng did not enter the world of Aoba, nor did he enter Zhou Yuan.

He wasn’t sure if the Holy Light Angel could see through the rules of space like the Devil.

Until the last moment, he will not make such a choice.

So what should he do in this crisis?

He made an unexpected move.

He closed his eyes.

This is not contempt.

Nor is it surrender.

This only represents concentration and his attempt to find a way to break the game.

The figure of the Holy Light was outside the sword rain, stab at him with a light spear.

He knew this was not a real picture.

In the real picture above time, not determined by sight, the angel of light has been moving.

The previous moment was still deep in the night, the next moment came to the weakest part of the sword array, and then returned to the original place.

In an extremely short time, the Holy Light Angel did not know how many attacks were launched against the sword array in the night sky.

It's just that his speed is too fast, like lightning without light, and he can't feel his movement at all with naked eyes.

Chen Changsheng's sight could not keep up with his speed, he could only resist with the help of the sword array, and perceive at the same time.

In this case, he simply could not determine the position of the other party.

Then the means he had prepared for the angel of light-the stone beads transformed from the heavenly books-naturally could not touch the other person's body.

In this case, he simply closed his eyes and no longer tried to capture the other party's trajectory with his eyes, but distracted from the consciousness.

The consciousness scattered in the surrounding night is like a net.

He is still unable to determine the position of the Angel of Light, but he can clearly perceive the traces left by the other party's movement in the Sense Network.

The straight rays of light that can suddenly turn are so striking.

Chen Changsheng closed his eyes, lowered his head slightly, and held the sword in both hands, waiting for the traces to gradually appear regular, or slower.

The blind piano player guessed what he wanted to do. He turned his head slightly, and the broken strings fluttered out of the sword array with **** fingers, like countless snakes in the void, trying to block those rays and let the Holy Light The angel's movement speed slowed down.

It is a pity that there is an insurmountable level gap between the two sides.

The angel of holy light stood indifferently outside the sword rain, and countless afterglows lit up in all directions and then extinguished.

No matter how peaceful and powerful Chen Changsheng's consciousness is, he can't really bind him.

The blind piano player's strings are unable to catch up with him.

At the moment of battle, he is really light and electricity.

With a spear of infinite power, he kept piercing the Nanxizhai sword array.

Jian Ming gradually screamed, Chen Changsheng's complexion gradually became pale, and he knew that the sea was oscillating.

But he still didn't give up, because it was obvious that the power from each light spear had become much smaller.

——The strength becomes smaller because of the pursuit of the ultimate speed.

The choice of Angel of Light is very cautious.

Cautiousness is because of vigilance.

Then it means that Chen Changsheng's coping method is justified.

But it's a pity.

It is a pity that the same content was previously.

The realm level gap between the two parties is too great.

The remnants of hundreds of rays of light appeared and disappeared in the night, as if the stars were covered by thin clouds and blinked.

In the extremely short time segment, the light spear in the hand of the Holy Light Angel pierced more than 400 times into the sky of sword rain.

At the same time, the traverse came to Chen Changsheng in front of the void, and the spear tip blocked by his horizontal sword advanced towards his eyes for more than half a foot.

Countless swords were fluttered, sending out angry but unwilling swords.

The light spear seems to be slow, but in fact it is unstoppable to the depths of the sky full of sword rain.

It looks like a big river breaking out of the mountain.

It was like a beautiful light coming out of the cloud.

The Nanxi Zhai Sword Formation is about to break.

Chen Changsheng and the blind piano master are about to die.

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suddenly.

A brighter light appeared in the night.

It was a flame from ancient times, as if it could burn everything.

Even the night and the light of the angel of light can become its fuel.

Immediately afterwards, a sword light like Tianhe came into everyone's eyes.

If the light spear of the angel of light is the river that broke out of the mountain.

Then this sword light is the Tianhe broken into the sky.

The calm water reflected the golden flame, shining innumerable bright and dazzling light.

Numerous Mars suddenly appeared in the night sky, and then fell towards the ground.

If you look closely, you can see that the Mars are in a straight line.

A battle is taking place at a speed that cannot be seen with the naked eye.

Those Mars are the traces left by this battle.

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...

Outside the sky of sword rain, the figure of the Holy Angel disappeared.

The spearpoint in front of Chen Changsheng also disappeared.

Countless Mars appeared in the night sky, looking like fireworks, beautiful and moving.

What is truly moving is that this proves that the Angel of Light was forced to show his true position and then started fighting.

To whom does the sword light with infinite light belong?

What kind of flame can actually light the night?

Who on this continent can keep up with the speed of the Angel of Light?

Chen Changsheng does not need to analyze these.

In fact, when he felt the light, he knew all the answers.

That piece of light was too bright, and the figure of the Holy Light Angel became a little dim, and the spear of light became an iron rod.

There is only one sword technique in the world that can shine so brightly.

Only Chen Changsheng in the world has really seen this sword technique.

That is Nanxizhai's true strongest swordsmanship, and even the most powerful swordsmanship in the entire continent.

Great light sword.

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The only person who can make a great sword is Xu Yourong.

Only she has a speed no less than that of the Angel of Holy Light, and has a true fire of heaven and phoenix that can burn out the night.

Among the strong men under the sacred realm, only she can show the real figure of the Angel of Light.

Xiaode can't do it, Xiao Zhang can't do it, Liang Wang and Sunxing can't do it.

From this point of view, Xu Yourong really lived up to the name of Tianfeng.

Her appearance suddenly changed the situation between the courts, but it was still not enough to change the final outcome.

The Daguangmingjian is indeed strong, and it is still impossible to cross the level gap between the realms.

Not everyone can go under the ginkgo tree for more than ten days like Wang Po, and then be able to cut the world on Luohe.

An indescribable pressure fell from the sky to the earth, as if it were a real mountain.

The Angel of Holy Light may not be able to crack the Great Light Sword, but it can be suppressed directly by the rules of heaven and earth.

The light suddenly became dim for a few minutes.

The yellow sand danced violently, the wind screamed, and the power of terror spattered everywhere.

In the wind and sand, a girl in white can be seen vaguely drifting backwards, such as white flowers leaving the branches.

At such a critical moment, Chen Changsheng still closed his eyes.

His divine consciousness has been followed by the angel of light, and countless complicated lines gradually painted the picture into a lake.

The entire courtyard is in this lake.

When Xu Yourong's great light sword fell, he felt it.

He sensed the position of the angel of light.

All the snowfields burned at the same time.

All the true elements are violently output.

The moment before, he was still in the sword rain.

The next moment, he appeared before the angel of light.

Then he stabbed with a sword.

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