Chapter 175: Tranquility before the rain

The temperature in the Xiechen Building has risen significantly, and the cicadas outside the building have risen again. People who have already experienced, remember it very much, this is a vision caused by Chen Changsheng's burning starlight again. It was already the third initial photo that people saw him, which completely violated those sayings in the practice books. As for the first time he saw this scene, Gou Hanshi was shocked and speechless. He couldn’t understand why Chen Changsheng, who had clearly entered the realm of sitting, could take the first photo again.
Of course, the first photo is a very dangerous thing. Although it is not as easy as life and death like Tongyou, Chen Changsheng's meridian is different, life star is different, there are many special places in the quantity and energy level of absorbed stars. Burning, the fire is scorching, even if his body is extremely powerful after being washed by dragon blood, it will still be difficult to heat up and quickly enter a dangerous situation.
Because I have had experience and the opponents in this battle are too strong, Chen Changsheng forcibly invigorated his mind. Even when he was sitting again, he did not close his eyes, staring at the opposite Gou Hanshi, and felt his own face. It was already red, and the body was hot. The sweat in the clothes was evaporated instantly, leaving only a trace of salt residue on it, looking very dismal.
If nothing happens, like the first two first shots, he will be burned into an idiot even if he is not burned to death by a terrifyingly high body temperature. But since he dared to do so, it was because he was expecting something to happen, just like he had thought in the battle with Zhuang Huaiyu, some things that had already happened should continue to happen logically, Such as rain.
Xingli describes the sound, the sound of Yusi passing through the air. There was an empty sky outside the Xiechen Building, but a rain fell just above the building. The sound of the rain was soft and made people want to sleep.
When the rain fell on the short sword held tightly in Chen Changsheng's hands, as soon as the water drops came into contact with the sword body, it was evaporated and disappeared without a trace. It looked like it had penetrated into the hard sword body. More rain fell on Chen Changsheng's body, infiltrated into his clothes, and was evaporated when he touched his skin. It also seemed to infiltrate into his body.
With the sudden rain, the sultry heat in the Dust Washing House was washed away and the temperature dropped significantly. Chen Changsheng's body alternated between wet and dry. Countless heat dissipated with the mist and the body temperature gradually decreased. I just feel that the wind is cool, and my face is like a beautiful hand, so I feel happy and happy.
Comfort is a physical feeling, joy is a spiritual cognition.
This rain is what he is looking forward to. This rain proves that there are indeed many people who don’t want him to die. Like the previous discussion with Luoluo, the Pope is watching this battle.
The snowfield burned, turned into a trickle, and turned into a true element to moisturize his body and provide him with more powerful power. He held a short sword and walked to Gou Hanshi. In the process of walking, countless white smoke from his The picture appeared very strange.
He took only three steps forward and changed to Ye Shibu. The white mist around him suddenly condensed, and then gradually dispersed, and he was no longer in the mist.
A violent sword wind emerged from the stone wall behind Gou Han's body, which contained an extremely majestic and surging true air. The sword held by Chen Changsheng also appeared again, and he pierced silently and firmly into Gou Han's back. Then on the way it turned into ten million swords.
The rain continued, and Chen Changsheng's sword tip turned into countless numbers, seeming to be even denser than the raindrops. The sword trick he used was exactly the most powerful form of Zhongshan Fengyu Sword: it turned upside down.
This sword's head is heavy, like a rainstorm, and it is about to turn the world upside down.
It was raining in the Xiechen Building.
Chen Changsheng wanted to borrow the momentum of this rain, the first thing he borrowed was the momentum.
Countless stormy winds poured into the building from outside the Xichen Building. The doors and windows that were open on the second floor were flapping and blowing, making some disturbing sounds, and it was like a mansion that had been uninhabited for many years.
The wind and rain were sudden and mad, and so was Chen Changsheng's sword, which lit from all directions and spurred to Gou Han.
The most powerful form of Zhongshan Fengyu Sword, coupled with the abundant true yuan harvested by Chen Changsheng's three first photos, is difficult to cope with even cold food, and it is extremely difficult to avoid it.
Gou Hanshi did not dodge, standing silently in the real wind and rain and Chen Changsheng's sword wind and sword rain, calmly holding the hilt, the sword across his chest, no fear in his eyebrows, only the confidence represented by peace.
His sword is like the last stone step before the mountain Jianzong from the mountain.
His people are like the unknown green tree in front of the Jianzong Mountain gate.
The green tree has been living away from the mountain for hundreds of years. In the eyes of many people, the reason why the green tree can live is because its luck is very good, but few people notice that this green tree does not say anything. No words, no shaking, but how many disciples of Lishan were shielded from wind and rain.
Gou Hanshi is this green tree.
He raised his sword to meet Chen Changsheng's wind and rain sword, his expression was peaceful and peaceful.
He used Zhiyuan Sword.
On the second floor, the sigh of the Bishop of the Templar sounded: "You can use this sword technique to such a degree that you can pass through Youjing.
Sword skills that can be appreciated by the Orthodox Church are naturally unusual.
Chen Changsheng's sword shadow like wind and rain, all failed, without a sword stabbing Gou Hanshi's body.
I don’t know if there is a natural taboo against the short sword in his hand, or if it is a precaution against Chen Changsheng’s swordsmanship. The sound of Song Tao spread around his body to the distance, blocking Chen Changsheng's sword intention to the periphery.
Song Tao is not the sword technique of Jianzong from the mountain, but the palm technique of the cliff of Changsheng Zong. Gou Hanshi uses this palm technique in the sword technique. The sword is strong, without strength and self-strength. Threatened him.
A snapping noise. Chen Changsheng's chest was hit by Gou Hanshi's sword, spurting blood and hitting the stone wall heavily, and then sliding down like a muddy beach, unable to stand up for a while.
The next moment, he stood up against the wall with difficulty, looking at the opposite Gou Hanshi, silent, his face pale, and the confidence that he had regained at the previous moment disappeared quickly.
He did not expect Gou Hanshi's sword to be as serene as his people, indifferent and clear, seemingly without power, but unstoppable.
After burning a snowfield, there is still no chance to win, what should I do?
He stretched out his left hand, wiped the rain off his face, and carried the sword forward again.
The moment his right foot fell in the water, his consciousness ignited ten snow fields at the same time, and the rain that fell on him instantly evaporated and turned into smoke.
The rain falling from the sky seemed to sense something, and suddenly became more violent.
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