Fighter of the Destiny

Zhexiu looked at the smoke and snow on the bridge and the light in the snow, and said, That's true.

No one refuted his words. If Chen Changsheng's swordsmanship skills shocked people and made them deeply moved, then Xu Yourong's realm water principles shocked people beyond words, just like what Tang Sanliu said to Chen Changsheng in the Liziyuan Inn. , she always leaves people speechless.

Since the beginning of the war, Xu Yourong has been calmly controlling the situation on the Naihe Bridge. Chen Changsheng's sword seems to be strong, but it is passive in the end. If Chen Changsheng is incredibly strong, then up to this moment he is still as calm as ever. How strong is Xu Yourong?

The sword intent invades the stone bridge, the sword force crushes the formation, smoke, snow and rain and mist fly together, and the light and flowing water confront each other.

The people on both sides of the Luoshui River could only see the beautiful scenes of rain and snow and the vague and mythical fighting scene, but could not understand the meaning. They kept cheering and exclaiming, but the people on the big ship were getting more and more excited. The quieter, especially the big guys at the bow.

Because they see perfection.

The stone bridge is between heaven and earth, and the light travels between heaven and earth. All the sword skills between heaven and earth seem to appear on the stone bridge.

Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong are not considered to be top-notch masters in today's world. There are at least ten people on the big ship who can easily defeat them. However, the perception ability and swordsmanship skills they displayed in this battle are not. It can be said that they are almost perfect, which means that they have unimaginable potential. As long as there is no big accident, these people at the bow of the ship will be surpassed by them one by one. The youngest southern saint and future pope is indeed extraordinary.

Xue He didn't know when he had reached the front of the bow. Looking at the battle scene on the bridge, his emotions became more and more complicated. The hand caressing the broken arm had already fallen, and he was holding the non-existent knife in the lightly snowy air. Handle, as if wanting to participate in this battle. Suddenly, his expression changed, because he vaguely caught some familiar smells in those extremely complicated sword marks in the mist, snow, rain and mist. It was not the smell of swords, but the smell of knives. This was what happened?

Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong clearly used swords, but why did they have the intention to break the bridge? The sword intention is still so dangerous! Xue He suddenly remembered that Chen Changsheng was using Wang Po's sword technique. He thought he understood the reason, so he stopped thinking about it and continued to immerse himself in this battle, trying to gain more insights.

Standing on the bridge, Chen Changsheng did not feel the sword intent. First, the battle situation was too tense and difficult to distract. Second, because he was the one in the game. More importantly, the sword intent that Xue He felt was not It came from his and Xu Yourong's swords, but... some aftertaste that spattered out when his and Xu Yourong's sword intentions merged.

If he could discover this detail at this time, or he could figure something out.

It was a bit regretful that he failed to notice that all his sight and spirit fell on the thousands of rays of light in the misty snow. His consciousness was running at a high speed, constantly calculating and deducing, and his sword of wisdom kept cutting out, cutting out the light in advance. Remember the terrifying Great Sword of Light blocking behind that line.

He didn't know how many swords he had used. He only knew that he had not been able to learn all the swordsmanship in heaven and earth. It was very hard. When he was in Xunyang City, he could only use the burning sword a few times. Today, he has used it at least a few times. After dozens of times, the amount of real energy provided by the burning snowfield has long been exhausted. At this time, it is completely supported by the lake outside You Mansion.

But he was not worried, because it turned out that his preparations during the past seven days were useful. Xu Yourong unexpectedly learned the Great Light Sword. That sacred and solemn sword move, which looked like the sea and dewdrops, had not yet been able to break through. The line in the middle of Naihe Bridge, and he believed that Xu Yourong couldn't hold on for much longer.

When Xu Yourong's true energy could no longer support the Great Light Sword, it was his chance to counterattack.

However, he didn't know why, but deep down in his heart there was a feeling that he didn't want it to end here.

Because he is very happy at this time.

Although the wise sword kept squeezing his spiritual consciousness, the burning sword kept consuming his true energy, and the stupid sword kept torturing his spirit, he was still very happy.

It's like playing chess and suddenly encountering an opponent with similar skills and excellent chess skills.

It's like being drinking, and suddenly meeting a friend who has a similar drinking capacity and writes poems over a glass of wine.

Or when discussing Taoism, you meet a deskmate who speaks kindly but has an absolutely disgusting appearance.

Chen Changsheng felt this way when he looked at the bright figure of the girl in the misty snow.

He even felt as if he had returned to Zhou Garden and was talking to the girl in the snow temple on the grassland.

Incisively and vividly.

Hearty.

joy.

And calm.

He even felt that Xu Yourong in Yanxue should have the same idea as him.

Yes, Xu Yourong thought the same way, of course it was clearer than what he thought.

Xu Yourong didn't think of any chess and drinking companions, but immediately thought of that night in the Snow Temple.

For this battle at Naihe Bridge, he and she had prepared for a full seven days.

More than three hundred sheets of manuscript paper are full of deductions and calculations, and seventeen star maps are in the mist, snow, rain and fog, and in the traces of the sword's intention.

They used this to play chess, talk, and battle.

It would be great if it could continue like this forever, but in fact it is not possible.

The falling snow is all broken, the falling rain is all melted, the surface of the stone bridge is broken into spider webs, and the Luoshui under the bridge is covered with thousands of scales.

Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong both reached the end of their respective paths.

The girl's figure has emerged from the snow, very close to the line in the middle of the bridge, but her footsteps have become much heavier.

The changes in Chen Changsheng's sword skills also began to gradually become stagnant. They were no longer as agile as they were at the beginning, and even seemed to be unpredictable.

The smoke and snow suddenly fell, the rain and fog suddenly dispersed, and the bridge was inexplicably clear.

Two figures met on the bridge.

Like a game of chess left with only the last two hands left, a winner will eventually be determined.

Like the remains of a table full of wine, there are some small yellow flowers falling between the dishes in the wolf's bowl, which is very competitive and chilling.

In the wind and snow, the temple was empty, and only the ashes in front of the statue still had some residual warmth.

The white gauze was fluttering, and Xu Yourong's eyes were divine and bright, like the stars on an astrolabe.

Chen Changsheng held the sword lightly, and the sword tip passed through the falling snow flakes again, as if three hundred pieces of paper were flying in the small building of the National Education Academy.

Xu Yourong rose up in the air, as if a god came to the world, and stabbed Chen Changsheng with a sword holding the light.

Wisdom sword, cut.

Zhai Jian, broken.

At this time, something happened that no one expected.

Chen Changsheng originally held the hilt of the sword with both hands, but at this moment he suddenly let go of his left hand and stretched out towards the sword that came through the snow.

What does he want to do? Even if his body has been bathed in dragon blood, which is comparable to the most perfect marrow cleansing, it is still a body of flesh and blood. How can it withstand the sharpness of the Zhaijian? What's more, the Zhaijian is now attached to Xu Yourong's Tianfeng True Essence, bringing it with it. Coming with infinite light, even a powerful person like Mao Qiuyu would not dare to catch it with one hand!

Chen Changsheng's movements were casual and natural, as if he were reaching for a book on the bookshelf.

Of course, he didn't want to use his left hand to resist this sword.

He just wanted to get in touch with this sword.

In addition to the light on the snow sky and Zhaijian, where his fingers pointed, there was also a looming connection.

Zhai Jian was originally brought out from Zhou Garden!

He was very familiar with Zhaijian's sword intent, so how could Zhaijian not recognize his aura?

The sword pool in the Zhou Garden appeared, and thousands of old swords were fighting with him. All these swords, including Zhaijian, were his partners and his comrades. How could his comrades attack you on the battlefield? sword? At the moment of life and death, how could your partner not hear your call for help?

An unimaginable aura wave appeared on the Naihe Bridge!

Zhai Jian trembled violently in the snowy air, and then flew quickly towards Chen Changsheng.

It's flying, not stabbing, because there is no hostility and no murderous intention!

The Great Sword of Light suddenly disintegrated!

However, something even more shocking happened - Xu Yourong seemed to have already figured out this scene!

Still holding the Zhaijian in her right hand, she took advantage of the situation and moved forward. Her white skirt danced in the snowy sky. Her figure turned into blood, gathering away all the light, and came directly in front of Chen Changsheng. If Chen Changsheng hadn't used his spiritual consciousness to shake the Zhaijian at the last moment, no matter how fast Xu Yourong's movements were, it would not have been possible to break through his Wugou Sword so quickly!

Chen Changsheng calculated the time for seven days.

She also counted him for seven days.

There was a soft popping sound.

Perhaps it was because his control over Zhai Jian came too late, or because Xu Yourong was a saint after all, and it had only been seven days since he reunited with Zhai Jian, but his control over Zhai Jian was more powerful than Chen Changsheng thought, or because what happened There were some things that neither of them had figured out.

The sword stabbed into Chen Changsheng's left shoulder, spurting out a stream of blood.

Then, Zhaijian fell into his hand.

The wind and snow fluttered gently again, making a whistling sound, as if the world was a little surprised.

For some reason, Chen Changsheng's movements were slightly sluggish, and the Wu Guo sword in his right hand, which was originally so wonderful, had some deviations.

A gust of wind blew up, and Xu Yourong stretched out his slender index finger, which seemed to be slow but actually moved very quickly towards the center of Chen Changsheng's eyebrows.

If it were an ordinary finger, it would not be able to threaten Chen Changsheng's life. Although his body bathed in dragon blood could not withstand the famous swords on the Hundred Weapons List, it would not be able to be broken by a slender finger. However, for some reason, he suddenly felt a great sense of danger in his heart, and even felt that his life was about to be lost.

There was a little light on Xu Yourong's fingertips, like a firefly, but it seemed to contain infinite energy.

No one can move faster than her fingers.

At least in the several battles that took place, no one except Nan Ke could match the speed of her finger.

Since the beginning of the war, she has never spread her phoenix wings because she doesn't need to.

There is no colorful phoenix flying wings in the body, but there is a clear understanding in the heart.

This is the Lingxi Finger!

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(The next chapter will determine the winner. The next chapter will be at night, around 8:20.)