The sword Chen Changsheng wanted was naturally in the Zhou Garden, to be precise, in the Sword Pool. Although he still didn't know where the Sword Pool was until now, the sword he wanted was undoubtedly a famous sword, just like The Shanhai sword in his hand at this moment is the same.
In fact, the sword he wanted ranks far lower than Shanhaijian in the list of hundred weapons, but it is even more famous than Shanhaijian in some respects, because that sword is extremely rare The sword brought back to Zhou Yuan from the outside world, and more importantly, that sword is Nanxizhai's fasting sword, that is to say, that sword is the sword of the saint.
Chen Changsheng didn't know that the girl behind him was Xu Yourong. He still didn't like the name Xu Yourong until now. He wanted this sword at this time, naturally not because he wanted to prepare a dowry for his fiancée, but because of the legendary sword Nanxizhai's fasting sword has its own holy light, which can purify all toxins, and can naturally suppress the hemolysis method of the demons.
The idea is really absurd, but it has become a reality. Just when he had that thought, somewhere in the grassland just south of the mausoleum, he suddenly felt a very refreshing feeling. The weeds that looked extremely tired after bowing their heads in the heavy rain straightened up again, and the raindrops dripped down the veins of the leaves. , full of energy.
An extremely slight sword intent appeared in the endless vitality, and then disappeared without a trace.
The next moment, this sword intent came to the stone platform in front of the main entrance of the mausoleum, and a sword appeared with it. The sword looked very plain, without any extra decorations, exuding a faint sacred meaning, which brightened the darkness brought by the heavy rain a lot.
This is the fasting sword that Chen Changsheng wanted.
He reached out into the rain to take down the fasting sword, and slashed at the oncoming peacock feather.
There was only an angry bird chirping in the violent flames, and then amidst the chirping sound, the flames attached to the peacock feathers turned into green smoke. The terrifying toxin contained in those blood fires was instantly emitted by the Holy Sword Light cleans up the sky!
Quiet, absolutely quiet. Nan Ke's little face became even paler. The two maids behind her opened their eyes even wider, with incredible expressions on their faces. There was a look of fear in the eyes of the old man playing the piano, and Teng Xiaoming's expression was extremely dignified.
Suddenly, the sound of rain suddenly stopped. Liu Wan'er, who hadn't made a move all this time, rushed up along the divine way, and the big iron pot in her hand turned into a night full of sky, covering the fasting sword that still exuded the holy light!
Chen Changsheng let go of the hilt of the Vegetarian Sword, held the hilt of the Shanhai Sword again in the rain, and pointed towards the iron pot, only to hear a sound of golden crackling, and his breath gushed wildly. Opened a hole.
Behind the night is not the blue sky, but Liu Wan'er's hands.
She held a ribbon in both hands, the ribbon was extremely soft and smooth, and it was tied to the Shanhai Sword, so that the heavy iron sword could no longer move. At this moment, Teng Xiaoming, who was connected with her, held an iron rod and fell from the rainy sky again, hitting the top of his head!
At this moment, there was another movement in the depths of the grassland, and a thin sword traveled through the torrential rain for dozens of miles like a stream, and came to the main entrance of the mausoleum, as if it had been stuffed into Chen Changsheng's right hand that had just let go of the handle of Shanhaijian.
The handle of the sword was thin and delicate, and it felt like a needle.
Chen Changsheng held the sword and stabbed at Liu Wan'er. The delicate sword body seemed to be unable to withstand the baptism of the rainstorm. It kept trembling on the way, and the sword edge passed through like lightning, as if embroidering something in the rain. I don't know what kind of sword it is, what kind of swordsmanship he is using, but I feel that it is extremely soft, the sword moves are green and the flowers are red, and the scenery is beautiful!
Amidst the chirping sound, the delicate sword failed to embroider a beautiful picture in the rain, but pierced the ribbon wrapped around the Shanhai Sword. Xiujian continued to pierce the raindrops, and finally killed Liu Wan'er. Pick her earlobe. If it wasn't for Teng Xiaoming's deformed iron rod that fell down, or this delicate sword would have directly pierced Liu Wan'er's neck.
The iron rod came through the air, Chen Changsheng let go of the Xiujian, held the Shanhai Sword again in the rain, and lifted it back up, it was still a challenge, only heard a deafening crash, the iron rod whizzed away through the air, and did not know Where did it fall. Teng Xiaoming grabbed Liu Wan'er's shoulder without hesitation, retreated violently, and narrowly avoided Chen Changsheng's next sword strike.
Regardless of whether he used the delicate sword or the Shanhai Sword, Chen Changsheng used the three moves in a row. He picked the thread from the cloth, picked the lamp at night, and picked it neatly and extremely chicly.
The three swords hang quietly in the heavy rain around him, the picture is very shocking.
Looking at the Zhai sword exuding a faint holy light, Nanke could no longer suppress the shock in her heart, she was even unwilling to think about why this legendary holy maiden sword appeared, and said angrily: "Why do you even touch Nanke? Xi Zhai's swordsmanship is perfect!"
"Could this be the Yuenv Sword?" Liu Wan'er looked at the delicate rapier in the rain beside him, she was very shocked, she didn't notice a drop of dark red blood oozing from her earlobe.
There used to be a powerful sword sect in the southeast corner of the mainland. Most of the disciples in the sect were women, and they lived in the old land of Yue, so it was called the Yue Nu sect. There used to be many masters of swordsmanship. Until hundreds of years ago, they merged in Nanxi Zhai, It gradually became unknown. As for Nanxi Zhai, needless to say, as the holy place of the Southern sect of the state religion, it has always been admired and worshiped by all people.
Nanke and Liu Wan'er were naturally shocked by the appearance of these two swords, and what was even more incomprehensible was why Chen Changsheng even knew the sword techniques of Nanxizhai and Yuenuzong. Seeing the opportunity, very few men will practice it.
Chen Changsheng did not explain. He can master the sword techniques of Nanxizhai and Yuenvzong, at least he can master the general moves and sword shapes of these two sets of sword techniques. Apart from reading Daozang, the most important reason is his diligence. During this year at the Orthodox Academy, the most he has done is to read and practice and study all the cultivation methods in the world. Except for those young men from the Seven Laws of the Kingdom of God in the Lishan Sword Sect, there is no one who is as diligent as him among his peers. people.
Looking at Chen Changsheng on the stone platform in the wind and rain, both Nanke and Liu Wan'er felt extremely uneasy.
Among the powerful demons who entered the Zhou Garden, Teng Xiaoming is the most silent one. In terms of status, he is a twenty-four demon general. All the nobles in the old city knew that it was because he loved his wife deeply. When it comes to real combat power and vision, he was the strongest in the field.
So he didn't let the shocking scene in front of him shock his mind, he stretched out his right hand into the rain and recalled his iron rod from nowhere, stepped on the Shinto path, roared, and attacked Chen Changsheng again .
The rest of the powerhouses also came to their senses, knowing that the situation of the battle could not be allowed to continue like this. Seeing that Chen Changsheng, who was already in a desperate situation, suddenly had the help of three famous swords, who knew what would happen later
The sound of piercing the air was heard continuously, and the strong wind was blowing above the Shinto, and the heavy rain was blown like a weak willow. An extremely quiet sound of the piano, with an undisguised killing intent, accompanied by several gusts of wind, hit Chen Changsheng on the edge of the stone platform.
At this moment, a whistle suddenly sounded in the rainy sky. That howl was a howl of a sword, extremely sharp, resounding through the heaven and earth, but strangely deep, as if it was a dragon howl from ancient times!
The shadow of the roc in the distant sky was slowly descending, and was suddenly stopped by the dragon's roar for a moment.
The face of the old man playing the piano turned pale, and his fingers touching the strings trembled violently. Accompanied by a few snaps, the strings snapped. He spewed out a mouthful of blood, and the guqin on his knee was instantly dyed red.
What on earth is it? A whistling sound is so majestic!
At this moment, a sword pierced through the rainy sky and arrived in front of Chen Changsheng.
His sword intent is extremely arrogant and overbearing.
"Dragon Chanting Sword!" Liu Wan'er exclaimed.
Chen Changsheng took down the Dragon Chanting Sword from the rain sky, and slashed at Teng Xiaoming.
The mausoleum was suddenly bright, as if a virtual dragon spewed out from the sword, and struck heavily between Teng Xiaoming's chest and abdomen. Only a horrible muffled sound was heard, and Teng Xiaoming was sent flying hundreds of feet away to the bottom of the Shinto. I don't know how many places the sternum is cracked.
Nanke was approaching, and the real blood was burning violently in her eyes.
Chen Changsheng looked into her eyes, suddenly let go of the hilt of the Dragon Sword, and stretched it out into the rainy sky again.
Another extremely bright sword flew from afar and fell into his hands.
He stepped forward with the sword in his hand, and with the face of the sword washed like water, he cut Nan Ke back.
There was another exclamation from the Shinto: "Autumn Water Sword!"
This is not the end.
This is just the beginning.
The sound of the sword piercing the rain and the sky kept ringing.
Shocked voices kept ringing out.
"The Jade Lake Sword!"
"Zhangba Divine Sword!"
"How is this possible! This is... Moshuai's banner sword!"
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