Chapter 377: Seven swords, six notes on knocking an umbrella

Liang Hongzhuang came here for thousands of miles in order to find Su Li's revenge. He made it very clear that it was the revenge of killing his father. In this case, this battle is not about victory or defeat, but must be life and death.
Before a battle of life and death begins, ask the other party to be merciful, and sincere and sincere is not a cliché at all, but a request from the heart. Chen Changsheng's sentence is really surprising. Liang Hongzhuang does not know how to answer, Shaking his head, but what happened next, there is no accident, because there is no such thing as mercy.
The red dance clothes fluttered in the blue barren mountains, hundreds of miles of dust and earth were shaken into the sky, Liang Hongzhuang floated up, like a real flame, about to start the prairie.
The invasion is like fire, it is difficult to find things faster and more violent than the fire spreads. Can this teenager see through his own field? Then I can't see clearly soon enough, how do you see through?
Logically speaking, in the realm of Liang Hongzhuang and its prestigious reputation in the Northland, it would never be necessary to use this method in the face of a passerby practitioner, but Chen Changsheng is not an ordinary passerby practitioner. Killing Su Li, Liang Hongzhuang was willing to bear even humiliation, of course, he wouldn't care about being more cautious, even if it was completely unnecessary.
It's a terrible thing for a strong Juxing Realm to be so cautious when facing an opponent who is obviously weaker than himself. Looking at the red dance clothes that burned the wild mountains like flames, Su Li's sword eyebrows picked up again, but his expression became paler. The paleness here is indifferent, indifferent, indifferent to life, indifferent to the ending-he has seen By the end of this battle, Chen Changsheng had previously injured Liang Hongzhuang's earlobe with a sword, but there was no way to cope with the current situation.
Hundreds of years ago, when he left Zhou Yuan for the last time, it was already the peak of the pass. Even when he faced Liang Hongzhuang at that time, in addition to killing for killing, he could not think of a better way to deal with it, Chen What can I do if I live forever?
Chen Changsheng didn't know what to do. No matter how high he was, his practice was diligent, the gap between the realms still existed, not to mention that in combat, Liang Hongzhuang's experience was much stronger than him, and... came too quickly.
It is difficult to have anything more violent and faster than the fire of the invasion. He can't keep up with Liang Hongzhuang's speed when he is in the dark, but he has two things that are faster than Liang Hongzhuang's-Ye Zibu and the speed of thinking.
A sense of consciousness can cross thousands of mountains.
He looked at the fire-like dance clothes that spread over the mountains, thinking hard.
The old things of the former dynasty recorded in Daozang, the characteristics of King Liang’s practice in the north, the cold eyes of Liang Hongzhuang, the scary red sleeves, the breath of breath, the majestic real, the angle of a green grass after being stepped on, Countless data or descriptions appear in his sea of ​​knowledge, and then they are constantly combined and matched with each other to become an extremely complex star chart.
He did not succeed in Huijian, even if three days and three nights were left, he could not calculate the weakness of Liang Hongzhuang's star field through these, nor could he clearly see the connection in this star map, and after a while, Liang Hongzhuang's dance clothes would be Burn him to ashes.
He can only be blind, no, guess.
Su Li said that Guess and Mongolia are different. Meng was guessing blindly, but when he guessed, he opened his eyes, looked at the world, looked at the starry sky, had a basis, and then listened to intuition, or inner feelings.
He made his own guess and moved first.
There are winds in the barren mountains, all from Liang Hongzhuang's dance clothes. Chen Changsheng's body is very quiet, strange and terrible. Suddenly, he disappeared in the same place. The next moment, he came to Liang Hongzhuang's body.
He moved a simplified version of Ye Shibu.
A brilliant sword light illuminates among the barren mountains, accompanied by a deep singing, with a solemn horror coercion that seems to come from the ancient times, stabs into the flames of the mountains and the wild.
He moved a new generation of Dragon Sword.
Compared with Liang Hongzhuang's powerful field of dancing clothes, his sword is not powerful, but he is exceptionally prosperous.
The sword light suddenly illuminates the mountains, like a flash of lightning.
From an unimaginable angle, Short Sword went straight into the abrupt turn, bypassed the fire, and came to Liang Hongzhuang's body.
There was a whisper of anger and shock in the mountains.
Liang Hongzhuang rushed back, even in the air, he could see a clear sword mark appeared on his left shoulder, blood spilled from the sword mark, Chen Changsheng's sword actually stabbed him again!
The fire did not weaken, but rose sharply, Liang Hongzhuang was extremely angry, and the red dance clothes fell from the sky, covering Chen Changsheng in it. At this time, there was another brilliant sword light!
Swords in the mountains continued, but they were not in a hurry, one by one, even slowly, and the sword was not so powerful. However, the dancing costume like fire couldn't fall down and couldn't cover Chen Changsheng.
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Time, between Jianguang and Fire Dance.
I don't know how long after that, a terrible tearing sound suddenly sounded in the barren mountains.
The blaze of mountains and fields suddenly disappeared, and the sword light no longer continued to light up.
The two figures are separated, and there are tens of feet facing each other in the mountains, and there is a mountain breeze blowing between them.
Chen Changsheng's face was very pale, and the hand holding the sword shivered.
Liang Hongzhuang's face was paler, covered in blood, and the dance clothes had been broken.
Chen Changsheng had seven swords, but none of them even fell through.
At this point in the battle, the outcome is lost.
The residual makeup and blood drops were particularly clear on Liang Hongzhuang’s pale face. The blood was dripping from the ragged dance clothes. He looked at Chen Changsheng, staring at his eyes, and he seemed unable to understand what happened to him. thing.
Chen Changsheng was a bit at a loss. Even at this moment, he didn't quite understand what happened.
Su Li looked at Chen Changsheng, and his emotions were a little complicated. The youngsters in the quiet realm won over the celebrities in Juxing Realm. The former wins over-the rare cross-border killing in the history of spiritual practice, which happened in front of him.
He had completed several cross-border kills that year, and he believed that Qiu Shan, who had learned a month's sword with himself, could do it when he was in Tongyou, but Chen Changsheng was able to accomplish such things and the way he used, still let him Very shocked.
This battle is so bland.
Su Li knew it was more shocking because it was plain and unremarkable.
Chen Changsheng's completion of this cross-border killing was not due to talented bloodline, not Tiancheng swordsmanship, or the gifts of heaven, earth, and starry sky, but by his own efforts and comprehension. This is not a genius, but it is far stronger than a genius.
Has such a person ever appeared on the vast continent in the long river of time?
Su Li looked at Chen Changsheng, silently thinking about the problem, tapping his finger on the yellow paper umbrella.
Until the end, he only knocked six times.
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(I ran around all day yesterday, not tired, but the old problem of the waist was made, all kinds of laziness and squeamishness, I really wanted to take another day off, but when I looked at the calendar, I found that today is 213...... Ah, for writing nearly three For me in the New Year’s Eve, this is really a very important day, so I have to write some, so, with this chapter, sword seven umbrella six, exactly thirteen! Tomorrow Valentine’s Day, I will definitely... update , Will not give children the opportunity to make mistakes and spend more money!)
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