Fighter of the Destiny

All was quiet.

Xue He's left arm was broken, and there was blood from his chest and abdomen to his shoulder.

His face was pale, and he held the knife in his right hand, resting it on Chen Changsheng's neck.

Chen Changsheng's head was not chopped off.

Xue He's sword power was exhausted and he could no longer move forward.

Between the blade and Chen Changsheng's neck, an old umbrella appeared at some point.

A somewhat tired voice rang out: You lost.

The old umbrella was held in Su Li's hand, and these words came from his mouth.

Xue He took back the knife in his hand, took two steps back slowly and heavily, looked at Su Li, his face was pale, and he asked with a hint of confusion: Is this...the yellow paper umbrella?

Then he looked at Chen Changsheng in front of the car, looked at the dusty young man, and made sure that his head was still on his neck. The look of confusion on his face became more intense, and he murmured: Why is he so strong?

The sword he had fought to cut down even if his sword realm was broken before was the result of his lifelong cultivation. It was a full-strength blow from a star-gathering realm powerhouse. Even though Su Li was beyond everyone's expectation, he still had the strength to fight. Even if That yellow paper umbrella can block all sharp edges in the world, but it cannot stop the transmission of power. Logically speaking, Chen Changsheng's neck should be broken anyway, but now it seems that there is no damage at all.

Xue He was puzzled as to what kind of material this young man's body was made of. It was countless times more exaggerated than perfect marrow cleansing.

Suddenly, the carriage collapsed and turned into countless debris, and the field ground beneath the carriage sank neatly down half a foot.

Su Li fell to the ground, coughing repeatedly due to the dust, and kept waving his hands.

Chen Changsheng stood up with difficulty, Hengjian blocked in front of him, preparing to deal with Xue He's next attack. He was in pain at this time, his sea of ​​consciousness was shaking as if it might break at any time, the world in front of him was blurry, and he might faint at any time. Fortunately, Su Li's vision was very accurate, so he could see through his sword skills and easily point out the only flaw in his sword domain. If he said Xue He lost, then Xue He really lost.

Chen Changsheng's dagger cut a deep wound on his armor. Although it failed to break through his true energy defense and pierce his heart, the force of the Liaotian sword had shocked all the meridians on his left side. In a short period of time, Xue He was no longer able to fight. If he could leave alive, he didn't know how long it would take to recover.

Xue He held his bleeding broken arm and looked at Chen Changsheng with complicated emotions. He never imagined that he would be defeated by this young man's sword.

Suddenly, he thought of a possibility, his expression changed slightly and asked, Are you...Chen Changsheng?

Chen Changsheng had just walked on the edge of life and death, and his mind was still in a daze. The power of Xue He's sword was still flooding in his sea of ​​consciousness, and he couldn't hear clearly what he was saying.

Xue He thought he had acquiesced, and couldn't help being stunned. He wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing. He turned to look at Su Li and said, I didn't expect Mr. Su to be able to draw a sword. My trip was really... Disgrace yourself.”

Su Li raised his eyebrows slightly and said with some dissatisfaction: This is an umbrella, not a sword. If you can still stand when I draw the sword, it will be my turn to feel humiliated.

Xue He was silent for a moment and found that this sentence was unquestionable. After a moment of silence, he sincerely asked: Sir, is it true that my sword is not as good as Wang Po's?

Among the thirty-eight divine generals in the mainland, few use swords, and no one is as good at using swords as Xue He. But in this continent, there is still a strong man who uses swords, and he is considered to be the swordsman after Zhou Du|Fu. The strongest person is Tianliang Wang Po. When everyone mentions Xue He, they will praise him for his godly swordsmanship, but they will inevitably add that he is not as good as Wang Po.

Xue He came to kill Su Li today, but at the moment when his life was about to end, the thing he couldn't let go of the most was not Su Li's life or death, nor his own, but this matter.

He wanted to hear what Su Li had to say, so that he could leave with peace of mind or be convinced.

Of course you are not as good as Wang Po, no matter the sword or the person. Su Li said directly without giving any comfort or tenderness to the dying god general.

Xue He was not angry and asked seriously: What's the truth?

Su Li said: Wang Po only uses one sword, and you use seven, so you are not as good as him.

If Xue He realized something, he knew that if he could understand this sentence, he would definitely make great progress in the art of swordsmanship. He was feeling happy, but suddenly he remembered that he was going to die soon, and he couldn't help laughing to himself.

Chen Changsheng was a little distracted by that sword, and finally woke up slowly.

Su Li didn't speak, Xue He didn't speak either, and the whole place was quiet.

He looked at Xue He, then at Su Li, and asked with some confusion: What should we do next?

Su Li looked at him as if he were an idiot and said, What should we do? Of course we should kill him quickly and then continue on our way.

Xue He looked at Chen Changsheng and felt very confused. He thought to himself, what are you, this young man, waiting for?

Ah? Senior, you want me to kill him? Chen Changsheng was the one who found it most baffling.

Su Li stared and said, Are you still planning on asking me to take action?

Xue He said angrily: Do you want me to do it myself?

Chen Changsheng was stunned and said, Can't we not take action against anyone? Do we have to kill them?

The venue was quiet again, and a fresh wind blew in the green field.

After a long silence, Su Li said with emotion: I don't understand today's young people more and more.

Xue He nodded in agreement.

Chen Changsheng looked at Xue He and said, Master General, can you just pretend that what happened today never happened... Well, I mean, can you not hold grudges?

Xue He suddenly felt that this young man looked very pleasing to his eyes. No wonder his brother said in the letter that this young man looked very pleasing to his eyes. The more he looked at him, the more he looked at him. He said, Spare my life and I will remember your kindness.

Chen Changsheng looked at Su Li and asked with his eyes.

Su Li was very annoyed and said: Since you don't take action, why are you still standing there? Let's go.

Chen Changsheng put the six broken swords scattered on the ground back into their sheaths, then put his hand into his mouth and whistled twice.

His skills were not good, and the whistle he blew was a bit muffled, not pleasant to listen to, and could not carry far. Fortunately, the two hairy deer did not run far away and came looking for them after listening to the sound.

Chen Changsheng helped Su Li onto the back of a deer, then rode on the back of another deer, holding two ropes, and walked towards the distance of the sorghum field.

Seeing the two people and two deer gradually disappearing into the green field, Xue He was silent and didn't know what he was thinking.

Su Li sat on the deer, looked at Chen Changsheng and said, I'm really convinced by you.

Chen Changsheng smiled sheepishly and said, Senior, you are too polite.

Su Li suppressed his anger and said, I'm sorry that your ancestors are eighteen generations old. Is that what I meant?

Chen Changsheng said in confusion: Then why do you obey me?

Su Li said: Are all young people today as stupid as you?

Chen Changsheng said: You mean...I didn't kill him? I think if it was Gou Hanshi, he wouldn't have done it just now.

Su Li sneered and said: A woman's benevolence can never become a great weapon! If the future of mankind is guys like you, then what future is there? Sooner or later, they will be destroyed by the demons.

Chen Changsheng thought for a moment and said, Isn't it because I am such a person that my seniors are willing to teach me and want me to become the next generation's pope?

Su Li was silent for a while and said: It seems... makes sense. But haven't you ever thought that Xue He would reveal our whereabouts? And that he would retaliate against you in the future?

Chen Changsheng said: I haven't thought about it carefully... If senior can return to Lishan alive, who would dare to take revenge on me?

Su Li said: The killer hiding in the sorghum field may kill Xue He and then say that you killed him. Have you ever thought about this?

Chen Changsheng turned to look at him and said in surprise: This... I really haven't thought about it.

Su Li looked at his bright and clear eyes, and suddenly didn't want to continue talking anymore, and sighed: How could I expect a guy like you to become the Pope?

Chen Changsheng felt a little sorry for some reason and comforted him: Senior's vision should not be wrong.

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(The next chapter will be very, very late, maybe even later than yesterday.)