Fighter of the Destiny

Gu Lunmu means careful in the demon language.

Of course, Hai Di knew that Chen Changsheng knew Ye Shibu. He personally experienced Chen Changsheng's swordsmanship on the battlefield last year. He knew that this young Pope indeed had a talent for cultivation and swordsmanship that far exceeded that of his peers. However, he did not I don’t think Chen Changsheng can defeat the few capable subordinates he brought.

But when Chen Changsheng disappeared and there was a storm of swords in the snow valley, he felt a strong sense of alarm.

Only then did he realize that the swords Chen Changsheng had used earlier had deliberately concealed their true level.

In just over a year, Chen Changsheng's state has not changed, but his swordsmanship has improved again, reaching an unimaginable level.

Thinking about it this way, the black-clothed girl's forced access to his broken monument must have been an arrangement they had made in advance.

This arrangement reflects their extremely strong confidence or determination.

They believed that the girl in black holding the pot of green leaves in her hand could at least hold off a terrifying big shot like Hai Di for a while.

They believed that within this period of time, Chen Changsheng would be able to kill all the remaining enemies who came after him!

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There are swords everywhere in the snow valley, but the real body of the sword cannot be seen, only the intention of the sword can be felt.

The wind and rain are swords, and the swords are hidden in the wind and rain. When they occasionally reveal their true appearance, they must have been close to the bodies of those powerful demons.

Scratch scratch, the sound of metal grinding and cutting sounded randomly without any rhythm.

Surrounding the tall figures of those powerful demons, extremely sharp sword marks kept appearing without any regularity.

Those sword marks were the marks left by the swords and the bodies of the powerful demons. They were like lightning, particularly eye-catching and thrilling.

The bodies of the demons are innately strong. Even the most ordinary demons have physical strength comparable to the perfect cleansing of human beings. Those who came to kill with the sea flute tonight are among the few strong men in the demon military. Their physical strength is comparable to that of the human race. It is even more unimaginable. Coupled with the light black demonic energy, even if there are famous swords hidden in the wind and rain, there is no way to break through them instantly.

But the powerful demon clan had no way to fight back because they could not confirm Chen Changsheng's location at this time.

The swords are hidden in the wind and rain, and Chen Changsheng is behind the wind and rain. If he wants to find him, he must first disperse these swords.

This situation did not last long, because the wind and rain were violent, and the number of swords flying in the snow valley increased many times in an instant.

Water dripping through stone is a scene with an extremely long time span. What Chen Changsheng wants to do is to condense countless years into a very short time segment.

There was a soft click, and the moss-covered stone with small holes under the eaves finally cracked a crack, and then weakly separated to both sides, then disconnected.

There was a soft click, and a crack appeared on the body of a strong demon clan man, followed by countless cracks.

The sword light in the wind and rain suddenly became bright, illuminating the gloomy snow face. Hundreds of green blood spurted out from the bodies of the powerful demons. It looked like a painter in Xue Lao City was spraying the black curtain onto the black curtain. The paint on it is wildly swaying, giving it an endless and eerie feeling.

Several painful low roars sounded in the snow valley.

The tall figures of the two powerful demon clan men collapsed like mountains.

If the situation continues like this, Chen Changsheng only needs to give Chen Changsheng a while, and he will be able to severely injure all the powerful demons in the snow valley, and then turn around and join forces with the little black dragon to attack Hai Di from front to back. Even though he is still no match for Hai Di, There should be a way to escape.

As the most important figure in the demon army second only to the Demon Commander, Hai Di has been traversing the snowy plains of the Demon Realm for many years. How could he not see through their thoughts?

A roar full of murderous intent burst out from Hai Di's lips, and at the same time, a milky white light shot out from his lips, blending into the monstrous demonic intention.

The milky white light was extremely clear, without any impurities, and even gave people a sacred feeling.

Back then in Xunyang City, Chen Changsheng had seen this kind of light. Although he didn't have time to turn around, he already knew what it was - this was the moonlight, the bright moon from the northernmost part of the mainland, which was as powerful as the stars. Brilliant, even exceedingly violent energy!

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Bang bang bang, countless crisp crackling sounds sounded simultaneously in the courtyard that had long been in ruins.

It was like tens of thousands of candles exploding at the same time, or like firecrackers welcoming the New Year.

Countless crystals of ice shattered at the same time, slowly falling from the night sky, falling on the little black dragon, and also landed on the broken bridge.

The broken monument in Hai Di's hand broke through the ice mist and continued to press towards the little black dragon.

The edge of a green leaf was slightly rolled up, and a crack could be seen faintly. The crack was as thin as a hair, but it was shocking.

There was a look of annoyance and anger in the little black dragon's eyes.

There were countless tears on her clothes, and even the corners of her eyes were cracked.

Dragon blood with an indescribable aura flowed out from the corners of her eyes, and was immediately condensed into two lines of blood frost.

If Chen Changsheng didn't come back in time, she would become another dragon that died under this broken monument in the next moment.

The heavy rain in the snow valley suddenly stopped, but the wind did not stop. Chen Changsheng's figure turned into a stream of light and was about to sweep back.

Those powerful demon clan heard Master Haidi's whistling and knew what Chen Changsheng was going to do next. How could they let him have his way?

The strong wind suddenly broke into countless breezes, and several low hums were hidden among the muffled hums.

The right hands of several powerful demon clan men turned into blood flowers in the night.

They didn't hesitate to use the demon's blood to unlock the secret!

Chen Changsheng also did not hesitate, did not stop or try to dodge, and took advantage of the wind and punch to retreat even faster.

Several dull crashes sounded in the night, and then disappeared without any echo.

Chen Changsheng had returned to the broken bridge and stood in front of the little black dragon.

Several holes were ripped open on his front, exposing the skin underneath, and several deep fist marks were left on it.

The tombstones are falling.

A bright light illuminates the broken bridge and the ruined lake.

Like lightning.

But it's so heavy.

Like an iron chain across the river.

But it's so solid.

More like the impregnable embankments on both sides of the river.

This sword is a stupid sword that only stupid people like Chen Changsheng and Wang Po can learn.

Know your stupidity and guard your ignorance, so this sword is the best guarding sword in the world.

Even as terrifying as the sea flute, even with his all-out critical strike, even with this legendary level monument that no one knew about, they couldn't break through this sword.

Chen Changsheng's sword blocked the broken monument.

However, his sword could not block that power.

The majestic power that seemed to come from ancient times directly attacked his body.

His right hand holding the sword hit his chest hard, making a terrifying sound of bone cracking.

He floated backwards and bumped into the little black dragon, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from her lips.

They flew through the air like stones, passed through the sky full of ice chips and the night, crashed into the snow pavilion in the middle of the bridge, and fell on the opposite side of the lake.