Fighter of the Destiny

A series of exclamations rang out from the big ship in the distance of Luoshui.

People watched helplessly as Chen Changsheng stretched out his left hand and easily broke the Great Light Sword in a way that they could not figure out. Then they watched as Xu Yourong seemed to have guessed his method in advance and used his method to break the sword. After breaking the power of his sword, and then seeing that Chen Changsheng had clearly controlled the Zhaijian, the Zhaijian still penetrated his body. Finally, people finally saw Xu Yourong stretching out the sword towards Chen Changsheng, which seemed to be an understatement but was actually Thundering fingers.

Lingxi Finger! Taoist Si Yuan said with emotion.

Is Chen Changsheng going to lose? Will he die under this finger? Mao Qiuyu's expression changed dramatically, his sleeves swayed with countless waves, and he was about to rush towards the bridge. Tang Sanliu's face became extremely ugly, as did Mo Yu, Chen Liuwang and others. To determine victory or defeat, do we actually need to determine life and death?

Everything happened too fast.

No one would have thought that Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong could go from extreme movement to extreme stillness and then to extreme movement in such a short period of time. This shows that they have both entered their own rhythms, and the scary thing is that their rhythms are very similar, which means It is difficult for anyone to break their rhythm, not even the big shots who are far stronger than them.

All was quiet.

The light on the Naihe Bridge gradually faded away, like time.

The falling snow was still sparse, unable to cover the figure or fill the line in the middle of the bridge.

There was still snow on the other side of the line, and it was still rain on this side. Xu Yourong had already crossed the line and stood in front of Chen Changsheng.

The index finger of her right hand touched the center of his eyebrow, but not completely.

There was a short sword's distance between her fingertips and his eyebrows.

Because the dagger is in the middle.

At some point, Chen Changsheng raised the Wugou Sword and blocked Xu Yourong's fingers.

There is no colorful phoenix in the body, but the heart is connected, let alone the colorful phoenix in the body?

Xu Yourong's telepathy finger was as fast as lightning, but not as fast as his sword. This can only show that he has already calculated in advance that she will finally use Lingxi finger.

Zhai Jian left a clear wound on his left shoulder. There were some stardust-like things on the edge of the wound, but the hilt of the sword was already in his hand.

Xu Yourong slowly retracted his fingers.

A drop of golden-red blood slowly overflowed from her fingertips, and then dripped on the bridge. The rain and snow suddenly evaporated, creating a light mist.

The Wugou Sword blocked the Lingxi Finger, but it could not completely eliminate the power of this slender finger. Chen Changsheng's eyebrows also shed a drop of blood, as if there was an extra red mole.

There was silence on the stone bridge.

The people on the Luoshui ship in the distance found that the battle was not as tragic as they imagined, and they temporarily calmed down.

Through the light mist, Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong looked at each other without speaking for a long time.

They were all injured. It seemed that Chen Changsheng's injury was more serious, but now both swords were in his hands. So who won?

It was obvious that Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong no longer cared about the final outcome. They looked at each other with countless questions in their hearts.

Why did I take back control of Zhaijian from a distance and let it deviate seven inches to the right at the last moment, but Zhaijian still stabbed me in the left shoulder? Could it be that from the very beginning, your great sword of light... You never thought of stabbing my vital part, and in the end you just wanted to stab my left shoulder?

Why is it that your last Wugou sword is called Hui Miao Wushuang? There is a great chance that it can fall with your own spiritual finger, and at the worst, you can fight for life and death together, but it happened to be a little stagnant at that moment. Finally, mysteriously and unspeakably, it appeared in front of your eyebrows, blocking my fingers?

Seven days, seventeen star maps, three hundred pieces of paper, countless deductions and calculations, all the experience and wisdom of the two men's monastic careers were put into this battle. They had calculated all the details to the extreme. However, In the end, I found that what was waiting for me was an accident.

That's because they can calculate sword paths, weather, time and geography, but they can't calculate people's hearts and what the other person is thinking.

Chen Changsheng calculated for seven days and seven nights, but failed to calculate... Xu Yourong was able to predict in advance that he would finally shake Zhaijian with his sword intent, thus breaking her Great Light Sword, and then took advantage of the situation to move forward. The most important thing is that, He didn't calculate that Xu Yourong kept his hand from the beginning to the end, had no murderous intention towards him, or even wanted to hurt him, so he miscalculated the distance to shake Zhaijian - Zhaijian stabbed his left shoulder , actually hurt by himself.

In this battle at Naihe Bridge, Chen Changsheng just wanted a draw, but she didn't know that she just didn't want to lose. Similarly, Xu Yourong didn't expect that he would think this way, because she knew who he was, but he didn't know who she was, so he had no reason to protect her.

She thought that if he wanted to win, he would eventually control Zhaijian to defeat her Great Light Sword. She had seen similar scenes in front of Zhou Ling and knew that he had this ability. She was already prepared. When he tried to snatch Zhaijian, she would take advantage of the situation to take control of the situation, and finally announced in front of countless people on both sides of the Luo River that the battle was a draw. However, she did not expect that Chen Changsheng had no intention of seizing the Zhaijian to counterattack, but was just defending. Including the final trend of the Wushou Sword, the same is true.

In short, they thought of one place to go, but none.

After countless deductions and calculations met each other, it became unexpected.

Xu Yourong didn't expect more, because she confirmed that he didn't know that she was the girl he met for the first time, so she made more mistakes.

The fault was that she still didn't fully understand this young man named Chen Changsheng.

He seemed to be better than the person she met in Zhou Garden, and the person she imagined.

This is good.

She was very willing to lose.

I lost.

If life and death must be determined, of course this battle can continue. Her injuries are lighter than Chen Changsheng's, and there are still many methods that have not been used. But this is not a life and death battle, this is a sword debate. Now both swords are in Chen Changsheng's hands. In the hands of Chang Sheng, she thought she lost.

Without any concessions, she accepted this fact calmly.

Chen Changsheng couldn't calm down because there were still many things he couldn't figure out.

And when he heard Xu Yourong's voice, he couldn't calm down even more.

This sound is very sweet, it is the water in the clear stream and the dew on the autumn maples.

This voice sounded familiar, as if I had heard it somewhere.

He looked at Xu Yourong, but his eyes were still blocked by the layer of white gauze.

But he still stared at Baisha, looking more and more seriously and nervously.

Even if the wind and snow picked up again, the remaining sword power would still be able to cut off his sight.

His body suddenly became a little stiff, and his voice became a little tight: You...you...say it again?

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