Way of Choices

In the snow of Naihe Bridge that year, her Nanhai Jianyin and Chen Changsheng's Tianyin Luo were opponents, but today they are companions.

These two swordsmanship, originally from Nanxizhai, are naturally intimate.

Jianyin and Jianming accompanied each other, lingering and changing, and the sound became more and more intense until it was thin and then not heard.

If you don’t hear, it doesn’t mean that there is no sound. It’s just that the frequency of the two’s sword trembling is too high, which is beyond the range that ordinary people can hear.

People cannot hear, but flowers can hear.

As the silent sound wave hit, the little red flower hovered suddenly, as if being blown by the wind, and began to shake.

The petals were trembling at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye, and those crystal drops of water were shaken into finer particles and spattered in all directions.

The seemingly weak water droplets actually contained a different kind of red and powerful spirit. Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong's stern swordsmanship were extremely castrated and powerful.

On the cliff face, there were only countless bleak sounds of the air breaking and the light burst of the skin sacs breaking, and there were countless dense holes in the hard cliff stone and the ground.

Looking at this scene, people were shocked and speechless, their faces pale, thinking how miserable it would be if they were themselves in the field.

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The little red flower hangs quietly in the air, still delicate, because the water droplets leave, it is slightly stupefied, but it is far to the point of spreading out.

Whether Jianyin or Jianming, there will always be a moment to stop.

At that time, what else did Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong rely on to fight against other powerful attacks?

Chen Changsheng knew that the situation could not be allowed to go on like this, his consciousness turned slightly, a stone came out of his sleeve, and smashed towards the little red flower.

It was not a stone bead formed by the Tianshu stele, but a white celestial stone that had a deep connection with the Tianshu stele.

The white sky stone is extremely round, and the surrounding is inlaid with extremely complicated black and gold formations. It looks extremely beautiful. It is the treasure of the national religion-the falling star stone!

Taking Chen Changsheng's current state of cultivation as his practice, it is far from being able to exert the true power of the Tianshu Tablet, so he chose the falling star stone.

In his cognition, the falling star seems to be able to deal with the little red flower.

A vicissitudes of power from ancient times appeared on the cliff with falling star stones.

Countless cold winds poured into the falling star stone, and the gravel on the ground that just stopped rolling again rolled up again.

Even the laws of heaven and earth around them began to distort, just as Xiaohonghua had done before.

An extremely deep black hole appeared in the sky and was getting bigger.

The falling star stone hangs in the middle, dispersing the faint light, like a star.

Sure enough, Xiaohonghua did not continue to move forward, but stayed on the periphery, as if confronting the falling star stone.

If Chen Changsheng wants to leave, he only needs to wait a moment, and then he can go to the wilderness hundreds of miles through the space channel forcibly broken by the falling star stone.

But he didn't think about leaving, and at the same time, he would not give him any chance.

A fist broke into the air.

The string stretched from the tail finger was straight, as if cast from iron.

The little red flower moved forward.

The string passed through the vortex of black holes formed by falling stars.

With a snap, the string broke in two.

This string is tied to the tail of another kind of red. It has not been known for many years. Even the night of the change of the Tianshuling has not been broken that night, and it is certainly not an unusual thing.

At this moment it still didn't resist the cutting of the space, so it broke.

But the black hole vortex formed by the falling star stone was also cut in half by this strange string, and then quickly faded.

The fist of a different kind of red has arrived in front of Xiaohonghua, directly blasted the remnant black hole vortex, and came to Chen Changsheng!

What kind of fist is this, with such terrifying power, it can directly break the space barrier formed by the national treasure!

A fengming sounded, and the light and shadow of the green tree appeared between nothingness.

The white fasting dress is light and fluffy, Xu Yourong unwinds his bow, holds it in his hand, and turns into Tonggong.

However, the fist of a different kind of red came too fast, and Tong Gong has not been formed yet, it has been broken!

A stream of blood overflowed from Xu Yourong's lips and was injured.

The red look remains the same, keep going!

Looking at the fist that was getting closer and closer, Chen Changsheng remembered the night of Tian Shuling.

That night, another kind of red was seriously injured under the fist of Tianhai Shenghou.

It was only then that he knew that the redness after the serious injury was a result of this. He no longer attached his mind to foreign objects, but learned to condense the world to himself!

The fist of a different kind of red actually has the meaning of a fist of Tianhai Shenghou!

Compared with that night, now he is at a higher level regardless of state or combat power!

In the past, he was already an extremely powerful sacred domain powerhouse, but now he can still become stronger. How can this be dealt with?

There is nothing wrong with the other words. Although Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong are talented and shocking, after all, today is the first time to use a combination of swordsmanship and it cannot be perfect.

At this moment, no matter whether it is a combination of swordsmanship or national treasures, or Xu Yourong, they can no longer help Chen Changsheng.

Now he can only take another punch of his own with his own strength.

How to pick?

Chen Changsheng also uses fists.

The moment before he returned to the sword, the sound of heaven fell.

At this moment, he was guarded by swords, and he was a stupid sword.

Then he clenched his left fist and slammed it into a different red fist.

The fist broke through the air, whistling and screaming, and the five stone beads on the wrist shivered nonstop, seemingly heavy.

An indescribable loud noise rang through Yaping until dozens of miles away.

The fishermen on the Tongjiang fishing boat who had not yet had time to get up had a pale face and kept knocking on their heads, begging Thunder to stay away.

The movement on the cliff is naturally greater.

The collision of two huge forces directly sinks the ground shock down to the ground. A semi-circular gas shield has just appeared, and it immediately broke open, releasing countless waves.

The wind screamed, and even the nearby monks, even if they had swept away, were still affected and knocked to the ground.

In the air waves rushing around, you can see a figure swept back at high speed, and then fell heavily in the middle of Yaping, hundreds of feet away.

A deep ditch appeared on the ground of Yaping, as if plowed out.

Standing at the end of this channel, Chen Changsheng had a pale face and a slight expression on his face, and seemed to have been seriously injured.

The smoke fell slightly, and another red fist came back, looting, suddenly stopped, and waved his right hand, shaking an arrow from nowhere.

I saw Xu Yourong dressed in a white sacrifice suit, holding a bow, black hair floating slightly, and more than ten branches and arrows hanging in the air, ready to fire.

This is the first time many people have seen such Xu Yourong.

Only few people know that this is Xu Yourong's strongest means.

If another kind of red insists on chasing Chen Changsheng away, it will inevitably carry countless arrows and attack like a rainstorm.

Even if he is a strong man in the sacred realm, he has to consider whether it is cost-effective to do so.

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