Fighter of the Destiny

(Yesterday I wrote the wrong sentence when I wrote about Su Li. First of all, I apologize, and then thank you for the reminder from friends who like flying saucers to make mischief. There will definitely be a lot of bugs in recent articles. After my mother got sick, the whole family now spends most of their time every day. In the hospital, I really don’t have enough time and energy to devote to my work. I will often interrupt the updates and the quality will definitely be unstable. Please be considerate and don’t hesitate to remind me and I will make corrections in the future. I finally complained. Before going to the hospital today, the boss asked me to get some nuts for my mother to eat. I ran to the coffee table and bent down, and then... it was tragic. I had a lumbar disc herniation again. After a year, I thought about what happened in Guangzhou last year. When I meet my book friends, I feel very familiar. It’s still the same smell, it’s still the same difficulty in moving, and it’s still the same pain, including the pain of swearing.)

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So, this is of no use to me. Xiaode looked at Chen Changsheng and said seriously.

No matter how much hot water is added to the barrel, it will not boil. Piling the soil into a mountain higher than the Tomb of Heaven's Book will not make it harder than stone. Even if Chen Changsheng can really transform into ten thousand things, , and there is no way to break through to a higher level by relying on the superposition of numbers.

This principle is not difficult to understand,

Cultivation is the coldest thing in the world. I never believe that hard work can make up for weakness, and quantitative changes can never lead to qualitative changes.

Now he can face many Taoist masters from the first level or even the middle level of gathering stars at the same time, but it is difficult to kill them all. What's more important is that when he faces peak star gathering powerhouses like Xiao De and Xiao Zhang, the gap between their realms will drastically reduce his numerical advantage.

Back in the Zhou Garden, he was able to confront the golden-winged roc commanded by Nan Ke, not because of how powerful he was, but because of the thousands of famous swords that had awakened from the sword pool and combined them with hundreds of years of accumulation. Only when all his desire is turned into fighting spirit can he unleash the earth-shattering ultimate sword.

Now the Zhou Garden has been quiet, and the famous swords have returned to their mountains. The swords that are still beside him have been tempered and renewed in the sea of ​​hidden fronts, but they can no longer condense the fighting spirit that they had back then. In other words, the magical scene of becoming a dragon with ten thousand swords can never be reproduced in this world.

Of course, you are still very scary. Xiao De said with emotion about the present and fear for the future: If you are allowed to survive and reach the peak of gathering stars in the future, what kind of achievements will you and your swords create? situation?

If it is true as Xiaode said, in the future Chen Changsheng will be able to defeat thousands of cavalry by one person, and he can attack cities and destroy countries.

When the time comes, people like us will have no ability to resist in front of you and will be beaten into pieces by you.

Xiaode paused for a while, looked at Chen Changsheng and continued: And this is unfair to us.

There was deathly silence in the courtyard. The broken crabapple tree had long since died. Even the wind was silent among the suspended swords, daring not to move.

The court masters were silent when they heard Xiaode's words, with complicated emotions on their faces.

Chen Changsheng said nothing, his thin lips pursed slightly, like a line.

Just like the line formed by hundreds of swords in the snowy sky at this time.

No monk wants to see that kind of future and wants to become a dog under the sword of a peerless genius, and they are inherently hostile.

In order to prevent such a terrible future from happening, the only thing they can do, and what they must do, is to kill the current Chen Changsheng.

Xiao De still looked at Chen Changsheng quietly. Suddenly, a tawny light emerged from his eyes, and a terrifying aura followed.

This breath is full of primitive and savage flavor, and even the smallest fragments seem to be flowing with the freshest animal blood.

His clothes were stretched extremely tight, revealing his inner strength as strong as a mountain, and then pierced by countless fine animal hairs as strong as steel needles.

There was a very deep wound on his chest. It was injured by Chen Changsheng's burning sword during the first fight. It had been bleeding slowly. At this time, the bleeding suddenly stopped, and the wound was visible to the naked eye. The speed bridges and then is never seen again.

Chen Changsheng's hand holding the sword tightened slightly, knowing that the opponent was going to use the strongest method.

The demon tribe has many advantages that are difficult to compare with the human race, such as speed, strength, and the natural toughness of the body. But the biggest advantage is that the strong demon tribe can briefly reveal its true body and draw from the ancestral bloodline hidden in the life wheel. , borrowing faster speed and greater strength, making the body stronger.

This is madness.

There was a buzzing sound in the courtyard, and the residual crabapple branches scattered on the ground were blown by the strong wind, smashed against the wall, and then became even more fine.

Xiaode disappeared from the stone door and came to Chen Changsheng.

The hundreds of swords in the snowy sky vibrated slightly, and then suddenly became silent after buzzing.

In the blink of an eye, Xiaode crossed the distance of eight feet and was struck by the six-path sword.

But these six swords, which performed exquisite sword moves one after another, could not slow down his steps for a moment.

Six sword marks appeared on the surface of his body, and blood overflowed slightly.

As the strongest person in the mesozoic generation of the monster clan, his physical strength is terrifying, and after becoming mad, it has reached an unbelievable level. If it weren't for the fact that Chen Changsheng's swords all came from the sword pool, they were all famous swords from hundreds of years ago. , I'm afraid I can't even leave some sword marks on his body.

In the wind and snow, Xiaode's fist hit Chen Changsheng.

Just like in the beginning, the first encounter outside the wall, he still didn't use weapons.

After Hanshan returned, Xiaode's temperament became much calmer, and his cultivation level also improved a lot. The biggest change was that he became more confident in his fists.

He had a weapon, but before he could draw it out on the mountain road of Hanshan, he was stabbed by Liu Qing.

Then, in the persimmon forest beside the stream, he met the Demon King. Whether he took out his weapons or not, it was a joke.

From then on, Xiao De gave up his weapons and only used his hands.

Compared with swords, knives, guns, and magic weapons, hands are the weapons that truly belong to ascetics.

Taking action is faster than drawing a sword.

It is also faster than Chen Changsheng's sword.

Before Chen Changsheng could draw his sword, Xiao De's fist arrived. Fortunately, the yellow paper umbrella was still in his left hand.

The umbrella flew up in the wind and blocked Xiao De's fist.

The umbrella sank deeply, a huge force was heard, and a loud sound was heard. Chen Changsheng's left foot, which was behind him, sank deeply into the ground.

The hard bluestone slab was broken like a spider web by his steps, and the middle was deeply sunk, like a whirlpool.

Several clicking sounds rang out 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 shouted loudly, raised his fist and struck again. For a moment, a strong wind blew up. All the broken crabapple branches in the courtyard were gone. Countless cracks appeared on the wall, and blocks of lime kept peeling off. It looked like it was in this brief moment. Here, tens of thousands of years have passed.

Just as the fists fell like mountains, the masters of the imperial court collectively attacked Chen Changsheng. Their swords were everywhere in the courtyard, and countless sword moves appeared one after another.

I don’t know how long it took, but the place became quiet again.

Xiao De relied on the force of the counter-shock to roll back to the stone gate of the courtyard like wind and sand, seemingly unscathed.

Suddenly, a soft scraping sound sounded on his face.

Following this sound, a sword mark expanded to about half an inch wide on his face, with blood overflowing and bones visible, which was extremely terrifying.

Chen Changsheng stood in front of the stone steps and sheathed his sword.

Several hard animal hairs fell from the air and hit the ground, making a crisp sound like steel needles.

Following this sound, Chen Changsheng started coughing, and kept coughing. His face became paler and paler, his feet stepping on the gravel trembled slightly, and his body was shaky.

Obviously, he was injured more seriously than Druid.

Xiaode's expression was solemn, not because he was injured by Chen Changsheng again. No matter how strong his body was, he couldn't resist the Wugou Sword on the Hundred Weapons List. It was because there was not a single sword wound on Chen Changsheng's body, which showed that in the previous chaos, none of the swords of the dozens of imperial masters could get close to his body.

Facing his full blow, Chen Changsheng was obviously seriously injured. Why was he able to control hundreds of swords in the sky in the courtyard at the same time?

Xiaode was very puzzled. You must know that although the intensity of Chen Changsheng's spiritual consciousness far exceeds that of ordinary practitioners, it is not too exaggerated for a strong person like him.

How did Chen Changsheng do it?

Xiaode looked at the hundreds of swordsmen in the snowy sky and remained silent.

He had not thought about this matter, but he was at least certain now that if Chen Changsheng had to control hundreds of swords at the same time, the consumption of his spiritual consciousness would be extremely rapid.

If the battle continues like this, it is very likely that Chen Changsheng has not fallen, but his consciousness has been exhausted.

How long can you last?

Xiao De withdrew his gaze, looked at Chen Changsheng and said, If you insist on staying here, the final outcome can only be that you will be punched to death by me.

Hundreds of swords were floating quietly in the snowy sky, guarding Chen Changsheng's surroundings.

This can be seen as a defensive sword formation or an offensive front camp, but it is also like a prison cell.

It was difficult for others to break into this cell, and it was also difficult for Chen Changsheng to get out because he did not dare to open the door.

So, how long can he last?

I don't know. Chen Changsheng thought for a while and said, At least I have to hold on until Zhou Tong dies.

When he heard this sentence, Xiaode finally understood and was a little surprised.

In fact, Chen Changsheng had already expressed his attitude before, but neither he nor the court experts around him believed it.

But at this time, Xiaode believed his words more and more, because until now, Chen Changsheng still did not leave and was still standing in front of the stone steps.

Chen Changsheng is here, so he and so many imperial experts can only stay here.

The Great Zhou court's arrangement today was originally to kill Wang Po and Chen Changsheng, but until now, Xiao De has given up on this idea.

He knew that Chen Changsheng still had some tricks up his sleeve - with just the swords in the snow, there was no way he could defeat Old Eunuch Lin in the National Education Academy.

If Chen Changsheng used those methods, he could at least break out of the encirclement.

Why doesn't he leave? Could it be that he was really stalling for time, waiting for Zhou Tong to be killed by others?

Chen Changsheng said nothing more because he had already given the answer twice.

At the beginning of today, he and Wang Po wanted to kill Zhou Tong.

Later, it turned out that the court used this incident to kill him and Wang Po.

The situation is constantly changing and swinging.

That person has not shown up yet. He must have been left in the palace by his senior brother.

The palace has been quiet, presumably because it was temporarily restrained by the saint, but naturally the saint could not do anything else.

The most critical change in the entire situation was that Tieshu failed to kill Wang Po, but was killed by Wang Po instead.

So, go back to the source.

Things are back to where they started.

Or kill Zhou Tong.

So he will hold on here until Zhou Tong dies.

He believed that Zhou Tong would definitely die.

No matter who is killed, it is death.