Chapter 715: The origin of the matter is still murder

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"So, this is useless to me." Xiao De looked at Chen Changsheng very seriously.
No matter how much hot water is added to the barrel, there is no way to make the water boil, and the soil is piled up into a mountain higher than Tianshuling, and it is impossible to be harder than the stone. Even if Chen Changsheng can really become a single person There is no way to rely on the superposition of numbers to break to a higher level.
This truth is not difficult to understand,
Monasticism is the coldest thing in the world. I never believe that diligence can make up for it. Quantitative change can never cause qualitative change.
Now he can face a lot of masters of monasticism at the beginning and even in the middle of the star, but it is difficult to kill the opponent. More importantly, when he faces the top stars like Xiaode and Xiao Zhang, the gap between each other's realm will sharply reduce his numerical advantage.
In Zhouyuan, he was able to confront the gold-winged Dapeng of Nanke Yu, not because of how powerful he was, but because of the famous sword that woke up from the sword pool and accumulated hundreds of years. The eagerness of the war has been turned into a war of intent, in order to show the ultimate sword.
Now Zhou Yuan has been quiet, and the famous swords have returned to the mountains. The swords still beside him have been refreshed in the ocean of the Tibetan front, but there is no way to condense the fighting intentions of that time. In other words, the magical picture of Jackie Chan can no longer be reproduced in this world.
"Of course, you are still terrible." Xiao De said with emotion and fear for the future: "If you are allowed to survive and practice to the peak of Juxing in the future, then you and your swords will create what Situation?"
If really as Xiao De said, in the future, Chen Changsheng, one person can be enemies, can attack the city and destroy the country.
"At that time, people like us, in front of you, do not have any ability to resist, and you will be beaten into dogs."
Xiao De paused for a moment, watching Chen Changsheng continue to say: "And this is unfair to us."
There was silence in the courtyard, and the broken begonia tree was already dead, but the wind was quiet between the suspended swords, daring not to move a little.
The court masters heard Xiaode's words and said nothing, and the emotions on their faces were very complicated.
Chen Changsheng didn't speak. Some thin lips pursed slightly, like a thread.
Just like the line formed by the hundreds of swords in the snow at this time.
No monk wants to see that kind of future, willing to become a dog under the sword of a peerless genius, and they are hostile by nature.
In order that such a terrible future will not appear, the only thing they can do and must do is to kill the current Chen Changsheng.
Xiao De still looked at Chen Changsheng quietly. Suddenly, a yellow-brown light appeared in his pupils, and a terrifying breath followed.
This breath is full of original and savage taste, even the most subtle fragments seem to be dripping with the freshest animal blood.
His clothes were stretched extremely tightly, showing a mountain-like inner strength, and then pierced by countless fine and steel needle-like animal hairs.
He had a very deep wound on his chest. It was the first time he was injured by Chen Changsheng's burning sword. He had been bleeding slowly. At this time, the blood stopped suddenly, and the wound was visible to the naked eye. The speed bridged, and then I couldn't see it anymore.
Chen Changsheng's hand holding the sword was tight, knowing that the other party would use the strongest means.
The demon clan has many advantages that are difficult to compare with the human clan, such as speed, strength, such as the natural strength of the body, but the biggest advantage is that the demon clan can briefly display the body from the ancestral blood hidden in the life wheel , Borrow faster speed, greater strength, make the body stronger.
This is crazy.
There was a buzzing sound in the courtyard, and the stumps of begonia scattered on the ground were blown by the strong wind, hitting the wall, and then becoming more finely divided.
Xiaode disappeared from the stone gate and came to Chen Changsheng.
Hundreds of swords in the snow sky fluttered slightly, and the sound of buzzing suddenly stopped.
In an instant, Xiaode crossed the distance of eight feet and was cut by six swords.
But these six swords, which in turn exhibited elaborate sword moves, did not delay his footsteps for a moment.
Six sword marks appeared on his body, and blood was slightly overflowing.
As the strongest in the Mesozoic generation of the demon clan, his physical strength is terrible. After the madness, it has reached an incredible level. If it is not because Chen Changsheng’s swords are all from the sword pool, they are all famous swords hundreds of years ago. , I'm afraid I can't even make some sword marks on his body.
In the snow, Xiao De's fist hit Chen Changsheng.
Like the first encounter outside the wall, he still didn't use weapons.
After the return of Han Shan, Xiao De's temperament became a lot calmer and Xiu Wei gained a lot. The biggest change was that he became more confident in his fists.
He had weapons, but on the mountain road of Hanshan, Liu Qing was stabbed with a sword before he had time to pull it out.
Then, in the persimmon forest by the creek, he met the devil. Whether his weapon was taken out or not, it was a joke.
After that, Xiaode abandoned his weapon and only used his hands.
Compared with swords, knives, guns, and magic weapons, hands are the weapons that truly belong to monks.
The shot is faster than the sword.
It is also faster than Chen Changsheng's sword.
Chen Chang was too late to produce a sword, and Xiao De's fist arrived. Fortunately, the yellow paper umbrella was still mentioned in his left hand.
The umbrella rose by the wind and blocked Xiao De's fist.
The umbrella surface was deeply sunk, and when Juli came, only a loud noise was heard. Chen Changsheng fell on the left foot behind him, and fell deeply into the ground.
The hard bluestone slab was broken like a cobweb by him, and the middle was deep, like a vortex.
Several sounds rang from his body, and he didn't know where the bones were cracked or even broken.
A sword light that was so sharp that it seemed a bit sad, lit up on the edge of the yellow paper umbrella.
Xiao De screamed, raised his fist, and hit it for a while. The wind was violent for a time. The broken branches of begonia in the courtyard were missing. Numerous cracks appeared on the wall. There were lime pieces constantly peeling off. Here, spent tens of thousands of years.
At the same time as the fist fell like a mountain, the court masters collectively attacked Chen Changsheng, with swords in the courtyard, and countless sword moves.
I don't know how long it has passed before the scene becomes quiet again.
With the force of anti-shock, Xiao De seemed to be unharmed before rolling back into the courtyard stone gate like wind and sand.
Suddenly, a wiping sound rang out on his face.
With this sound, a sword mark spread to about half an inch in width on his face, blood spilled, bones could be seen deeply, and it was very scary.
Chen Changsheng stood in front of the stone steps and closed his sword.
Several hard animal hairs fell from the air and hit the ground like a steel needle, making a clear sound.
With this sound, Chen Changsheng coughed and kept coughing, his face getting paler and paler, his foot stepping on the gravel shivered slightly, and his body was crumbling.
Obviously, he suffered more serious injuries than Xiaode.
Xiao De's expression is very solemn, not because he was injured by Chen Changsheng again, no matter how strong his body is, it is impossible to resist the scaleless sword on the hundred weapon list. It is because there is no sword wound on Chen Changsheng's body, which shows that in the previous chaos, none of the dozens of court masters' swords could be close to him.
In the face of his full blow, Chen Changsheng was obviously injured. Why can he also control hundreds of swords in the courtyard at the same time?
Xiaode is very puzzled. Although Chen Changsheng’s strength of consciousness far exceeds that of ordinary practitioners, it is not too exaggerated for a strong man like him.
How did Chen Changsheng do it?
Xiao De looked at the hundreds of swords in the snow, and said nothing.
He didn't want to understand this matter, but he can at least be sure now that Chen Changsheng wants to control these hundreds of swords at the same time, and the rate of consumption of the consciousness must be extremely intense.
If the battle continues like this, it is likely that Chen Changsheng has not fallen, but his consciousness has dried up.
"How long can you last?"
Xiao De retracted his gaze and looked at Chen Changsheng: "If you insist on staying here, the final outcome can only be alive and punched by me."
Hundreds of swords quietly floated in the snow and stood around Chen Changsheng.
This can be seen as a defensive sword formation, it can also be seen as an offensive forward camp, but also like a prison cell.
It is difficult for others to enter this cell, and it is difficult for Chen Changsheng to go out because he dare not open the door.
So, how long can he last?
"I don't know." Chen Changsheng thought for a while and said, "At least it must last until Zhou Tong dies."
When he heard this sentence, Xiao De finally understood, a little surprised.
In fact, Chen Changsheng had already expressed his attitude before, but he and the masters around him did not believe it.
But at this time, Xiao De increasingly believed in his words, because until this time, Chen Changsheng still did not leave, still standing before the stone steps.
Chen Changsheng is here, and he and so many court masters can only stay here.
The arrangement of the court of the Great Zhou Dynasty was originally to kill Wang Po and Chen Changsheng, but now, Xiao De has given up this idea.
He knew that Chen Changsheng still had the means to take it out-with these swords in Xue Kong, there was no way to defeat her husband Lin in the National College of Education.
If Chen Changsheng took out such methods, he could at least break through.
Why doesn't he leave? Is it true that he is really delaying time, waiting for Zhou Tong to be killed by others?
Chen Changsheng didn't say anything, because he had given the answer, and it was twice.
At the beginning of today, he and Wang Po were going to kill Zhou Tong.
Later evolved, the court took the matter to kill him and Wang Po.
The situation is constantly changing, swinging constantly.
That person has not appeared yet, and should have been left in the palace by his brother.
The divorce has always been quiet, it must have been temporarily held by the saint, but the saint naturally cannot do anything else.
The most crucial change in the whole situation is that Tieshu failed to kill Wang Po, but was killed by Wang Po.
So, go back to the source.
Things returned to the original origin.
Still kill Zhou Tong.
So he will stay here until Zhou Tong dies.
He believed that Zhou Tong would die.
No matter who was killed, it was dead.
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