Chapter 985: The sword fell a thousand piles of snow

The imperial city is built on the mountain, and its potential is extremely steep. The observation platform is at the highest point, far away from the square in front of the imperial city. The boulder cracked by the whale landing platform rolls down the mountain. The momentum is amazing. I don't know how many rock wall rockery was crushed, but it will be a while before it hits the ground.
Listening to the thunder and thunder, many people looked up, their faces suddenly turned pale, and they tried to avoid them in the distance, but they were crowded with people everywhere. It was so easy to retreat to a safe place in time. The startling screaming, drinking, scolding, and crying made the scene very chaotic.
The sound of the whale falling to the platform and the cries that followed then also reached the viewing platform.
Many ministers and demon will be shocked and their bodies are stiff, unable to respond at all, and unable to solve the upcoming tragedy.
Those really strong who have the time to respond and have the ability to save those people have no response at all.
They were still staring at the cold cloud, watching the occasionally shining sword light, and focused on the extreme.
The boulders that the whale fell to the platform would cause hundreds of people to die in front of the imperial city at most. For these big men, it was not a big deal at all.
The outcome of this battle is the real big thing, because it will determine the life and death of millions of lives.
Suddenly, those Qing Jian Jianming disappeared, and the wind screamed from all sides, dimming the cold clouds.
The group swords flew back from the depths of the cloud to Chen Changsheng and the surroundings, slightly vibrating and buzzing.
Who won?
Chen Changsheng's face was pale, and there was a very shallow wound behind the left ear. The hair was stuck with blood and no longer floated. Through the reflection of the sky, it could be clearly seen that there was some black stains in the shallow and short wound , It should be the crystallization of the magic breath, but I don’t know what is wrapped in it, and some of it shines.
The situation of the devil is more embarrassing.
The golden ring of hair was broken into more than ten pieces, the black hair was scattered, and fluttered behind him.
There were five cracks in his shirt, straight and deep, and at first glance he knew it was a sword mark.
There was only one sword mark with blood overflowing, just like a golden slurry, which was still dazzling under the dim sky.
The pear tree was even chopped into the finest debris by Chen Changsheng's sword, and the ground was blown by the wind, mixed with the dust, and could no longer be seen.
Standing on the empty ground, the figure of the devil looked a little sad.
Is Chen Changsheng really winning?
What sword did he use?
Watching the scene, the demon clan strongmen who watched the battle were very shocked, and they gave birth to countless ideas in a short time.
Yes, Chen Changsheng won the battle.
If it wasn't for the devil to have unimaginable body strength, it must have been cut directly into two pieces by his unscaled sword at this time.
Of course, the devil's realm and means are really terrible. The storm-like group of swords failed to affect his sight. His decision-making power was so extreme that he took great risks to bear Chen Changsheng's first four. Sword, Chen Changsheng was also injured with a violent counterattack.
Don’t underestimate the shallow wound in Chen Changsheng’s neck, because the black stains in that wound are the purest crystal of the devil’s breath, which will spread sharply when encountering flesh and blood, igniting like a fire of stars The grassland, even the strong man who has entered the sacred realm, must leave immediately, and find a way to remove these magic breath crystals.
Chen Changsheng still has an insurmountable distance from the sacred realm. It is reasonable to die, but fortunately, he was originally a scaleless body, and once bathed in dragon blood, plus his own blood contains Countless holy light energy, mixed with the real blood of Tianfeng, just means to suppress the devil.
The observation platform was extremely quiet, like a dead grave, the rumbling and crying sounds below became more clear.
The demon clan strongmen still didn't pay attention, just stared at Chen Changsheng and Demon King in the field, shocked to the extreme, their emotions were somewhat complicated, and their minds gradually changed.
Although the cold cloud covered the traces of the wind and rain, the swords and the peerless magic skills, but where could the demon clan strongmen not perceive the thrill and horror?
Of course, Chen Changsheng and Demon King are the strongest among the younger generation.
But in this battle, the state, cultivation, strength, and all that they revealed are still stronger than the imagination of the entire continent.
More importantly, this is a historic battle.
Both Chen Changsheng and the devil have not yet entered the sacred realm, but one is an emperor in the north of the mainland, and one is a pope of the human race. The entire continent firmly believes that as long as they are given enough time, they will definitely cross that The threshold of the Tao, in other words, they are, they will become true saints in the future.
They will be the rulers of this continent in the future, and their names will inevitably appear many times in the history books. When they were young, they fought a battle, and the outcome of this battle will definitely be counted in the future. For centuries, it has continuously affected the situation on the entire continent, constantly rewriting history.
What will happen next?
When the powerful demon clan saw Chen Changsheng once again raise the unscaled sword in his hand, he could not help feeling cold.
Does Chen Changsheng really want to continue the sword until he kills the devil? Does history draw a rest here in advance?
Watching Chen Changsheng raise the sword in his hand again, the devil's face was pale, not because of fear, but because of anger.
He looked at Chen Changsheng's eyes, in addition to killing intentions, he added a bit of sorrow.
Before the battle started, he thought he could kill Chen Changsheng with his own abilities.
So he was not prepared to use his most powerful means.
Even if he took the star killing, he still thought that the method was too dangerous, so it was better not to use it.
What he didn't expect was that Chen Changsheng's Jiandao Xiuwei had become so powerful in just a few days.
Don't say killing the opponent, even defeating the opponent is difficult.
This made him feel very humiliated.
So he made a decision.
He held the cold hard object in his sleeve.
Waiting for Chen Changsheng's sword to fall again.
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When the devil held something like that in his sleeve, no one noticed anything strange in advance.
Only those clouds that are reuniting in Baidi City suddenly speed up.
The cracked boulder is still rolling down, getting closer and closer to the ground, countless demons cried, wearily and desperately waiting for the arrival of death.
The devil is waiting for Chen Changsheng's sword to arrive.
Madam Mu's expression suddenly became dignified.
I don’t know if it’s because the devil held the thing in his sleeve, or... Chen Changsheng’s sword didn’t fall.
Yes, no one on the viewing platform thought of this.
With the swish of voice, countless swords flew out of the scabbard held by Chen Changsheng.
But instead of slashing towards the demon king, the swords flew out of the observation platform and fell into the clouds.
Those swords stirred up the cloud and mist, brought out countless clouds of silk, and looked a bit like fog.
But it is more like electricity, because the swords are too fast, and you can only see the bright traces they left in the air with the naked eye.
Even those who saw this scene had some kind of illusion.
When these swords broke into the fog, they had already arrived before the Imperial City.
At that time, the huge stone falling from the sky was still tens of feet away from the ground.
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The crowds crying and screaming and dodged gradually stopped.
Because they didn't feel the vibration of the earth, they didn't hear the sound of the falling stone.
It was not quiet, but there were countless rubbing sounds intensively, just above their heads.
They looked in the sky, their expressions becoming a little trance.
They saw a very magical scene.
The boulder stopped, as if floating in the sky.
There are countless swords, like lightning, chopping down under the boulder, making a sound of cutting hard objects.
Those swords are too fast, and countless back and forth have passed through between them.
Numerous straight gaps appeared on the surface of the boulder, which became denser and denser, and then collapsed.
In front of the imperial city there was again a cry of fear.
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Some people were injured while evading and could no longer move, just below the boulder.
A lady from the upper reaches of despair reached the extreme, crying constantly, and looked very pitiful.
A bear clan in Matsucho, stretched out his hand and hugged her into his arms, and then gave the sturdy back to the sky.
In order to throw the chef from Baozipu out of the crowd just now, his leg was seriously injured and he was too late to leave.
Just a sturdy back can't bear the weight of the boulder.
Even if he put the precious girl in his arms, he would only be smashed into a mud.
But at the last moment of life, being able to have a warm embrace, being able to feel good intentions, and being able to give good intentions will be comfort after all.
When he heard that horrible cry, the lady from the upper city knew that the boulder was about to fall, and the crying became louder.
The bear family's coolie hugged her tighter.
I don't know how long it has passed, and those horror shouts suddenly turned into ecstatic shouts for the rest of the life.
The lady gradually stopped crying and glanced into the sky with fear.
The boulder did not fall.
No gravel like rainstorm fell.
Slowly falling is stone powder.
The stone powder is very fine, light and white.
It looks like snow.
The bear clan supported her.
The uptown lady is embarrassed.
In the falling snow, the two looked at each other.
Thinking of the previous intimate hug, it was a bit embarrassing.
The lady from the upper city said softly, "Thank you."
The Bear Clan scratched his head and said, "You're welcome."
The lady from the upper city looked at his eyes and said seriously, "I want to marry you."
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