Chapter 710: Two paper kites (on)

At the moment when Chen Changsheng saw Zhou Tong, a thunder sounded in the street behind him, and then landed in a very distant place.
He sensed the battle at Luoshui, felt the legal change between heaven and earth, and had a sword meaning closely related to him.
That knife idea broke in the next moment, and then a new knife idea appeared.
He was shocked, then excited, and knew more about the current situation.
Killing Zhou Tong was a matter for him and Wang Po. Now Wang Po has removed the biggest obstacle to this matter-Tie Shu, then it is up to him.
The wind and snow shattered, and an afterimage appeared in the courtyard.
Chen Changsheng came to the Taishi chair by the wind and snow, and his short sword pierced Zhoutong in the chair.
Along with his sword intention, there was also a dryness and a bright light.
This dryness and light comes from the real element he is burning fiercely.
The cold wind flicked Zhou Tong's official gown, and the sea of ​​blood produced a huge wave.
The non-scaling sword broke into the waves and went straight into the depths of the blood.
This is not the first time Chen Changsheng has come to this courtyard, nor is it his first attempt to kill Zhou Tong.
He has experience and is more cautious, and has prepared for this moment for a long time.
This sword seems simple, and actually hides countless backers.
This sword is Hui Jian, in fact the striker of countless sword moves.
The true sword of the national religion, the downhill stick, the late cloud harvest in the three styles of Wenshui, and the cold branches in the Zhai sword are all between this sword.
After this sword, he prepared three of the most powerful and unknown means.
No matter how Zhou Tong responds, he will be swallowed up by countless continuous sword moves like rivers and rivers.
Or, he was killed by a blow.
However, the following development was somewhat beyond his expectations.
It was not that Zhou Tong suddenly broke through and became a strong man in the sacred realm.
Nor is his teacher suddenly appearing in the room.
But Zhou Tong's response is a bit strange.
Zhou Tong's response was no response.
He did nothing.
With a puff, the extremely sharp short sword easily punctured the mantle and punctured Zhou Tong's chest like a piece of mud.
I don't know if it's because the color of the mantle is too red, it's hard to see if there is any bleeding.
Zhou Tong's face was pale, his eyes were extremely indifferent, and the sharp blade was worn through, and there was no hint of pain.
He looked at Chen Changsheng, his eyes full of sarcasm, just like watching a stupid dead man.
Zhou Tong is a very insidious and powerful minister, and a powerful man who gathers stars.
The news that Chen Changsheng and Wang Po are about to kill him has already spread throughout Kyoto, and he cannot be without any preparation.
No matter how well prepared Chen Changsheng is, it is impossible to kill him so easily.
The moment the dagger passed through the red official robe, Chen Changsheng knew there was a problem.
Either there is a problem with this whole thing, or there is a problem with Zhou Tong.
At the next moment, Zhou Tong's body dissipated in front of his eyes.
The red mantle fell on the Taishi chair.
A very strong smell, like water, flows along the stone steps, and then spreads, covering the entire courtyard.
Zhou Tong, who has been sitting in the Taishi chair, is not really a real existence, but a piece of clothing.
How did he do that? How can he hide so many subordinates? The most difficult thing to understand is how can he hide Chen Changsheng's eyes?
Born in Shengguang, Chen Changsheng was bathed in dragon blood, washed away by Tianhai Sheng, and his eyes were extremely bright. Whether it was a formation or disguise, it was hard not to be seen through by him.
Then there is only one possibility. It is not his eyes but his consciousness that is deceived.
Many people know that Zhou Tong has a very profound and terrible practice of a mysterious method called Dahongpao.
Or is this the reason?
Of course, Chen Changsheng knows that Zhou Tong’s elaborate and mysterious method is powerful. He used to be here, playing against Dahongpao, and even had two experiences.
He really didn't expect that Zhou Tong's Dahongpao was so powerful, far more than the previous two.
He didn't know that the first two times he was able to stay unharmed under the big red robe of Zhou Tong because Tianhai Shenghou wiped a drop of clear tea on his eyebrows.
And now people have gone and the tea is cold.
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Zhou Tong is not here.
Chen Changsheng's sword naturally fell through.
All his preparations, the countless swords and tricks hidden behind them, all the means were lost.
The most important thing is that his spirit, will and determination all fell into the air.
The cold wind roared, the begonia trees moved, and Xiao De came through the air, and then punched again.
Chen Changsheng's sword went too far, and naturally he couldn't go back too fast.
Under the urging of the boxing wind, his clothes fluttered, so it seemed that his movements were very slow.
But in this slowness, there is a very stable rhythm.
He turned his wrist and shook, and the yellow paper umbrella in his left hand rested on his shoulder.
This series of actions is very clean.
Xiao De's fist hit the yellow paper umbrella again, and the immense strength fell to the ground.
Like a broken paper kite, Chen Changsheng flew up and fell into a newly built church house that had been built for several days.
In the dull impact, his body smashed several hard stone walls, and then fell heavily.
There was a lot of smoke and dust, and the buildings collapsed.
He stood up from the gravel.
Druid covered in blood, came to him like a real monster.
The sound of breaking the sky continued to sound, and dozens of masters stood on the wall and the tree, surrounding the courtyard.
The weakest of these masters is also Juxing Realm.
They came from the various ministries of the court, the military, the Tianji Pavilion, and some of them, originally belonged here, were assassins of the Qing officials.
Zhou Tong is not here.
He used Dahongpao's secret method to create a big Xuanxu.
Today, it is obviously a game.
Chen Changsheng stepped into this bureau.
Faced with this reality, many people will be very flustered, and their mood will be a bit chaotic.
Even if you don't panic and feel upset, you will always feel frustrated.
Even if the determination is far beyond mortal, but since falling into the opponent's game, there will always be some vigilance.
Even if the Tao is clear-minded and able to dispel all these negative emotions, there will still be some regrets, at least I would like to know that since Zhou Tong is not there, where is it now?
Chen Changsheng did not.
He put away the yellow paper umbrella, put the sword and sheath together, and then looked at Xiaode and the strong men in all directions.
His movements were unhurried, his expression was calm, he could not see any frustration on his face, and he was not alert to the layout of the conspiracy.
In advance, he never thought that the Zhoutong in the courtyard was fake, and he would cast such a thundering sword.
Why is he so calm now, as if he had already anticipated all this?
Druid couldn't understand his calmness, and was a little vigilant in his heart, and asked, "You guessed it?"
Chen Changsheng said: "I thought about this possibility in advance, but it is not easy to enter here. If I want to kill in, I can't think like this, so I didn't think so."
This remark is a bit tangled, but Xiao De heard it clearly.
If Chen Changsheng really thinks that Zhou Tong is not here, even if he only holds the idea, he will not be able to move forward as before.
And if he couldn't keep going, he couldn't come to the courtyard at all and stab the sword in the big red robe on the Taishi chair.
Xiao De said, "Then why can you be so calm?"
Chen Changsheng said: "I have done my best. I am worthy of my heart and can calm down naturally."
Xiao De laughed slightly: "It's that vulgar statement again."
"I'm not talking about heart, I'm saying that I have achieved my purpose."
After saying this, Chen Changsheng coughed, looking a bit painful.
He took a small punch with Xiaode, and although protected by a yellow paper umbrella, he also broke several bones.
Not seeing blood is just his habit of fighting. In fact, the flow of the true elements in his meridians has gradually become stagnant.
Xiaode narrowed his eyes slowly and said, "Don't you even know where Zhou Tong is, dare to say that you have achieved your purpose?"
"No one knows where the broken paper kite will fall, but he is not. He is just a dog. I was scared to stay here."
Chen Changsheng said: "How long can the dog of the bereavement live?"
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