Fighter of the Destiny

What is Chen Changsheng's strongest method? Logically speaking, of course it is the Heavenly Book Stele. Whether it is the black stone he got from the portrait of Wang Zhice in Lingyan Pavilion or the stone bead from Zhou Garden that has been tied to his wrist for several years, it is the most precious stone in the world. Important things, the most irreplaceable supreme existence.

It's just that the Heavenly Book Monument is too superb, and he can't fully understand it with his current state. Normally, it can only be used to warm up his spiritual consciousness and cannot be used in battle, but tonight he still hid the Heavenly Book Monument behind the Three Thousand Swords and threw it at the Demon Lord. , because he knows very well that the Demon Lord is the person who knows the Heavenly Book Monument best in the world, so he is likely to be shaken.

To shake one's mind is a relatively elegant way of saying it. If it's a bit crude, it actually means to scare the devil.

Let the Demon Lord be frightened, so that you can hide the last sword well and strike out an unexpected one.

Now it looks like his idea was successful.

The mountains, rivers and night on the demon king's face were cut open with a sword, and a clear and thin straight sword wound appeared between his eyebrows, with blood flowing out from it.

Of course, the blood of the Demon Lord is not red, but unexpectedly, it is not green, but golden.

Looking at the face of the Demon King covered in golden blood, Chen Changsheng suddenly remembered a certain face on the stone wall of Guangming Main Hall.

That is a god and a demon.

An extremely cold voice rang out, echoing among the snowy ridges, and gradually resounding throughout the world.

The cold wind howled among the mountains, and the snow that was still falling between the isolated peaks in the distance became even more terrifying. After crossing the gap in the mountains, countless lights in Gaoyang Town dozens of miles away were broken.

The Demon Lord looked into Chen Changsheng's eyes and said, Even if Su Li comes in person, he can't kill me with one sword. What's more, this is just a sword intention he left behind.

When he spoke, his face was devoid of any emotion, unusually indifferent, solemn and solemn, absolutely sacred.

Then, he suddenly laughed, showing his neat and white teeth.

With this smile, the emotion of life appeared on that sacred face. It was not peaceful, but primitive, brutal and terrifying.

Chen Changsheng looked at the demon king's white teeth, his body was cold, and he left Xining Town for Kyoto. To this night, his biggest uneasiness was due to the temptation of true blood, but in fact, after all these years, he really showed his feelings and wanted to suck him away. His blood, his flesh... only the Demon Lord, and this was his second attempt.

An unimaginably huge force directly crushed Su Li's last sword intention left in this world.

The power with the primitive aura did not disappear, but rushed towards Chen Changsheng along the passage where the sword intent disappeared in the night.

Countless tiny sounds rang out densely, like countless insects falling onto the slightly hard ground in the woods when a sudden frost hit in midsummer.

Chen Changsheng's arm bones were instantly broken into hundreds of pieces, and then cracks began to appear on his shoulder blades and sternum, just like the bottom of a dry lake beneath his feet.

A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth and hit the Demon Lord on the face.

The golden blood was diluted by the red color, and the broken mountains and rivers seemed to have reached dusk, with the setting sun shining on countless dead people covered in blood.

In the opposite direction of the blood, Chen Changsheng left the ground and swept backwards.

A strange color flashed in the Demon Lord's eyes.

In order to break Su Li's sword intent, he paid a heavy price, and the injury that had been suppressed for two years broke out again.

However, Chen Changsheng was not dead and could even move. This was obviously beyond the limit of what his current state could bear.

It seems that his body is even stronger than the body of a powerful demon. Why is this?

The cold night wind howled, and Chen Changsheng's figure appeared and disappeared during the sweep. It was extremely difficult to catch, and it even seemed to appear in several places at the same time.

There were countless stars in the night, and his feet stepped on the night sky, stepping on the exact position of the stars. From the beginning of the backward sweep, he used the Ye Shi Step.

His body was soaked in the true blood of the black dragon and possessed unimaginable strength. This was the second unexpected thing he brought to the Demon Lord.

This is his last chance to escape.

He only needed to take one last step before he could break through the night and go somewhere in the ruins of the Lake Garden.

There is a prepared formation there, as well as a very secret passage leading deep into the mountains.

Of course, even if he goes there, he may not be able to escape. After all, his opponent tonight is the Demon Lord.

No amount of means, no matter how many preparations, no matter how many unexpected things are done, cannot provide him with more confidence. Perhaps it was precisely because he did not have complete confidence that before taking the last step, Chen Changsheng grabbed the black stone in the night sky and at the same time, his consciousness fell on the ground.

There was a stretcher in front of the Demon Lord, and on the stretcher lay the young formation master.

Chen Changsheng is confident that he can send this young formation master to Zhou Garden, so even if he cannot survive, the young formation master should still have hope.

However, just as his consciousness fell on the stretcher, a very strange thing happened.

An extremely weak but strange aura followed his consciousness and entered his body, attacking his Youfu.

This attack was very secretive and not powerful, but it affected the movement of his true energy very subtly.

The most important thing is that he is using Ye Shibu at this time.

The slightest difference is lost.

To go in the wrong direction is to make a mistake.

His next step should have been to step next to an old plum tree dozens of feet away.

Now, it's gone.

His feet landed in the night sky.

It's colder here and the wind is faster because it's dozens of feet above the ground.

The cold wind howled, a shadow blocked the starlight, and at the same time there was a violent and cruel roar.

Severe pain shot from his shoulders and neck.

Nan Ke appeared behind him, grabbing his shoulders with his sharp and dark green fingertips, grabbing him and flying higher into the night sky. What's even more terrifying is that there seems to be an invisible thin line between her wings, constantly cutting his throat. In just a moment, it has penetrated into the flesh and blood begins to drip.

The Demon Lord looked at the scene in the night sky and licked the blood on his lips, feeling calm and hopeful.

With the fastest daughter in the world, he didn't have to worry about Chen Changsheng being able to escape.

Chen Changsheng was restrained by Nan Ke. He seemed to have no power to resist and could only wait to be killed or eaten.

It was like he was in the cold and high night sky at this time, with nothing to rely on.

But he won't surrender just yet. Even fate can't make him surrender, let alone a real enemy or dilemma?

Back then in the wasteland, he learned three swordsmanship from Su Li.

At this time, he did not hesitate to use the most powerful burning sword among them.

There are three sword techniques in this sword.

The Real Sword of the State Religion is also known as the Killing Sword. During the final battle of the imperial examination, he once used this sword to force Gou Hanshi back.

The last move of the Lishan Sword was used by Liang Xiaoxiao to commit suicide in Zhouyuan, leaving him in a state of embarrassment, and he had also used it before.

Tonight he used the two most decisive swords at the same time.

He didn't believe that Nan Ke had the ability to stop himself... from dying.

As for the last sword... of course it must be Li Shan's Golden Crow Secret Sword.

Burn all the people in this world, what else can you do?

Nanke didn't understand the meaning of his sword, but she felt his intention, so cold that she also felt a trepidation.

These three swords are so decisive and absolutely amazing.

The Demon Lord's cold voice sounded again: Want to die? It's not that easy.

Chen Changsheng's flesh and blood was his last hope, and he would not allow it to be taken away by anyone, including Chen Changsheng himself.

He stretched out his hand towards the sky, and a piece of night fell towards Chen Changsheng!

He was going to use his extremely domineering and powerful magic power to forcibly swallow Chen Changsheng's last three swords!

His expression was so solemn and so focused that he didn't notice...

Right in front of him.

Right at his feet.

Right on that stretcher.

The young formation master suddenly opened his eyes.

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