Chapter 620: The first quarter of the killing week (again)

It is said that Chen Changsheng is a genius of monasticism. After many things in the past two years, this conclusion has been recognized by the entire continent. But in fact, many people do not know which aspect of him is the strongest, the number of true elements or the ability of perception? Reading through Daozang is of course a great thing, but between the accumulation of knowledge and the ability to fight, it always needs some specific means to serve as a bridge.
It was not until the three major events that sent Su Li Wanli to the south, the dozens of sword battles in front of the National College of Education, and the Battle of Neiqiao that people gradually determined that Chen Changsheng's most powerful one was his sword.
This made many people, especially the priests of the state religion, feel a little surprised and even uneasy.
Of course, there are swordsmanship in the state religion, such as the real sword of the state religion, such as the Linguang sword of the Heavenly Taoist Academy, and the example of the sword of the southern system, but the heritage of the state religion is more reflected in other aspects. As the heir to the Pope, what Chen Changsheng is best at is not the national religion magic, nor the Taoism in the Taoist Tibetan scriptures, but the swordsmanship inherited from the mountain...
Zhou Tong sees Chen Changsheng more clearly, knowing that Chen Changsheng's strength lies in the sword itself in addition to the talent of kendo.
He vaguely knew that Chen Changsheng had an adventure in Zhouyuan Jianchi. He tried to send people to find where the lost famous swords were hidden, but more than a year had passed. He found one in the latrine of the academy, and the rest of the famous swords disappeared, which made him very vigilant.
He was more vigilant and also the sword that was placed on the clear road, the sword that Chen Changsheng now holds in his hand.
The non-scaling sword, the latest soldier on the hundred weapon list.
There is nothing magical about this dagger except sharp.
But as commented by Tianji Pavilion, as long as everything is brought to the extreme, it will be particularly terrible.
This dagger is too sharp, and can easily pierce the artifact of the Tianhai Family-Six Imperial Divine Armor.
Although Zhou Tong is a powerhouse at the peak of Juxing, his body strength is comparable to that of steel, and he dare not try his own sword.
And he didn't want Chen Changsheng to play his kendo as much as he could.
So when he was in the house and watched Chen Changsheng raise his head, he decided on his own response.
He scattered his own blood sea star field, waiting for Chen Changsheng to break it with a sword. He used extremely risky and extremely exhausting means to forcibly break away from his own world and held the blood sea in his hand.
Chen Changsheng's sword was in the sea of ​​blood, he was held in his hand, and he was controlled by coercion.
No matter how sharp the sword is, it can't touch his body and soul, no matter how mysterious the sword of Chen Changsheng is, there is no room for it.
At this point, Chen Changsheng's Hui Jian fell into the air, and then fell into his algorithm.
Feeling the majestic power from the sword front, feeling the and terrifying pressure, looking up at the big red mantle robe dancing in the air in the room, Chen Changsheng's face became very pale.
Hui Jian, who emerged from Liziyuan Inn, has consumed too much of his thoughts and fascination.
This is the first time that his Hui Jian has been completely ineffective since the wasteland learned sword.
His sword was controlled by powerful enemies, and his sword was stuck in the sea of ​​blood and could not be used.
His face became pale, and he wondered whether it was the loss of thought or the loss of faith.
The Stainless Sword is infested by the sea of ​​blood, it is no longer so bright, and it is impossible to continue his sword move, but he still has a sword move, which can be displayed without action.
His consciousness fell on the snowfield outside the palace, the snow dust condensed by Xinghui danced wildly, and then lit up in an instant, and in a very short time, burst of infinite light and heat.
A strong breath and a flame that seemed to be solid flared from above the blade, trying to break through the blood in Zhou Tong's palm.
A loud noise! The wind screamed in the room, and countless rays of light burst out from Zhou Tong's fingers, as if he could see the phalanx in his palm!
The pearl of blood sea wrapped in a short sword vibrated unsteadily, the surface undulated violently, and splashed a few drops of blood water from time to time. Those blood water fell on the ground, and the eroded hard bluestone floor squealed!
Zhou Tong's expression became solemn. He knew that Chen Changsheng had a sword technique that could greatly increase the output of Zhenyuan, but he did not expect that this sword was so violent!
A loud roar burst out of his thin lips, and the night wind roared from outside the house, blowing his red mantle robe hunting, and a very cold and powerful atmosphere appeared!
With the dance of the red official gown, Zhou Tong's figure seemed to have increased several times, directly breaking the back half of the house completely, and turned into a dharma statue more than ten feet tall!
Chen Changsheng's sword bursts with light and heat, sword intention and murderous chance!
Numerous bright lights and invisible sword intentions burst out from Zhou Tong's fingers, cutting off countless gravel from the walls of the room.
However, his sword could not really break Zhou Tong's palm, and could not come out of the blood beads condensed from that blood sea star field!
This is the irreparable realm gap between Juxing Peak and Tongyou Peak. Even if Chen Changsheng's kendo cultivation is high, no matter how sharp the non-scaling sword is, there seems to be no way.
Before Zhou Tong’s magical image, he stood on the ground, looking so small, as if it were an ant. The light and heat from his sword exuded. In Zhou Tong It looked so dim in the palm of his hand, like a firefly, and may go out at any time.
Will this assassination of the early autumn night end like this? Will Chen Changsheng's death come to death in the end?
No, although it is fireflies, as long as there are more, it can also illuminate the night until the last Liaoyuan, or even the sky. The burning sword that Su Li taught him was drawn from the Jinwu Mysterious Sword, using the power of the Liantian Sword, but the real momentum came from the final form of the Lishan Sword. The characteristic of that sword is... kill!
Chen Changsheng came here today to kill Zhou Tong, but he had never thought of going back alive. He really lived to death, and he had already put it aside.
He knew that he was going to die, and naturally he could spare no more than anyone.
If there is a so-called heavenly path above the starry sky, he should be able to perceive his mood at this time. If there is a so-called fate between the starry sky, his destiny is still in his hands.
Suddenly, another tiny firefly appeared, right on his wrist.
The firefly became brighter and brighter until it became a star.
Immediately afterwards, there were most of them in his body, as if stars were lit up one after another.
The places where the stars appear are his qi.
In Hanshan, he had done something similar. He was almost dead at the time. But now that he is dying anyway, he is ready to die anyway, where else he cares.
He has already made preparations to light up those Qiqiao again in this courtyard with begonia flowers and let Xinghai return to his body!
Xinghui fell from the sky and quietly passed the broken house and fell on him, making the stars brighter on him.
Countless stars, looming in his coat, connected into a line, into a film, into a star map, condensed into... Star field!
After Hanshan, Chen Changsheng gathered again!
Zhou Tong's expression changed slightly.
He knew that on the cold mountain, Chen Changsheng was seriously injured because he tried to gather stars. He never thought that at this time, Chen Changsheng actually tried to gather stars again, and it really succeeded!
Starlight converged into Chen Changsheng's body, his breath did not decrease, but suddenly rose, blocking the blood pressure, the light and heat burst out from the blade, as if to burn the blood cell in Zhou Tong's palm, And those sword intentions have begun to have signs of penetrating the bleeding ball!
Zhou Tong's face became a little pale, his black hair broke his hair band, and he danced vigorously in the night breeze, breath again, forcibly holding those swords in his hand!
As long as Chen Changsheng's unscaled sword can't break through his blood sea star field, then in this battle, he has no chance of losing!
If the situation continues to develop like this, Chen Changsheng's sword is under control, unable to advance with the sword, and indeed there is no possibility of breaking the blood of Zhou Tong.
Even if he succeeds in gathering stars, after all, it is the first stage of gathering stars, and there is still a long distance from the peak of gathering stars.
But his scaleless sword can't move, it doesn't mean that he can't get out of the sword, because there are countless swords hidden in the scabbard named Tibetan Feng.
With a snort, the space in the house seemed to be cut with a crack, and there were more than ten clear sword marks on the trunk of the begonia tree outside the house!
An ancient sword flew out of the scabbard he was holding, and along the body of the unscaled sword, penetrated into the sea of ​​blood in Zhou Tong's palm!
This sword is named Yue Nv. It was the famous sword that Mo Yu wanted to find, but he couldn't get it. This sword had been sleeping in the sea of ​​grass in Zhou Yuan for hundreds of years. The glory of the past years is no less impressive, but these two years of nourishment in the Tibetan front have reproduced the original edge!
With a whine, Yue Nvjian pierced directly into the sea of ​​blood!
Immediately afterwards, countless swords flew out of the scabbard, and the servants rushed towards the piece of blood and passed!
For hundreds of years, more than ten thousand famous swords were buried in the sword pool of Zhouyuan. It was not until Chen Changsheng walked onto the grassland with a yellow paper umbrella that these swords woke up one after another. Fighting the tide of beasts with Chen Changsheng, breaking the soul of Zhou Ling, supporting the sky, and finally leaving Zhou Yuan with him to return to the world that had been away for a long time.
Many famous swords have returned to their former Shanmen denominations, such as Zhai swords, such as Lingguang swords, some swords have encountered opportunities, such as Shanhai swords, and Moshuai flag swords. Many swords were hidden by someone in many corners of the National Academy of Education There are still many swords left by Chen Changsheng, and there are at least 6,000 handles.
As comrades-in-arms and fellow robes, today Chen Changsheng wants to challenge one of the most powerful and terrifying enemies of his life. In the face of the most difficult and dangerous situation, how can they live behind others?
The swords came out one after another, scrambling to move forward!
For a time, there was a sense of sword everywhere in the courtyard!
Not to mention the Begonia tree, even those hard bluestones, there are countless straight sword marks!
Cheng Jun screamed in horror, the realm suddenly rose, and his two palms seemed to protect him in front of him, and he fled towards the back of the house.
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(First of all, it is a matter of course to re-center, this is our old taste or shameless. Secondly, yesterday Xiaonan got a marriage certificate, Dunhuai’s son is one year old, and the old comrades are all making new contributions, Qi Yuewu Clothes, robes and shrimps, with emotion, I miss the past and look forward to the future, everything will be better, choose the day will look better, everyone will be happier, worship.)
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