There are no opening remarks, no conversations, no foreshadowing, no sudden wind and snow.
This much-anticipated battle started directly in such an ordinary way.
The speed at which Xu Yourong drew the sword was very slow, as if it had been broken down into countless movements and then reassembled.
In the process of the fasting sword being unsheathed, the sword body and the scabbard with the true essence collided with each other non-stop, and there were countless sword sounds, and when they were combined together, there was a long and vicissitudes of the sword.
The sword has not been fully unsheathed, but it has been drawn.
Her sword is the sound of the sword chant on the bridge of Naihe.
The sword chanted into his ears and went straight into Chen Changsheng's sea of consciousness. He couldn't see it but could feel it very clearly.
The people on both sides of the Luohe River heard the sound of the sword like waves, and some low-level students from various academies on the big boat turned pale instantly under the influence of the sound of the sword.
"Sword Chanting in the South Sea." The King of Linghai looked at Xu Yourong on the Naihe Bridge and said, "Thousands of winds and waves rise with the sword. The saint did her meditation in the South China Sea last year, and she really learned something."
Mao Qiuyu didn't speak, but frowned slightly.
Hearing the sword chant floating on the Naihe Bridge, Tang Thirty-Six and Zhexiu's expressions changed slightly. Xu Yourong had already made such a momentum before he actually drew his sword, would Chen Changsheng be able to handle it
Mo Yu raised his eyebrows slightly. Only very few people know that Xu Yourong is best at archery, but she knows, so from before to now, she doesn't understand why Xu Yourong didn't use the Tong Palace, but used the Zhaijian because she looked down on Chen Changsheng
Suddenly, she thought of a possibility: Xu Yourong wants to defeat Chen Changsheng in the way of swords that he is best at? In this way, directly destroy his monastic philosophy and the possibility of him becoming the Pope
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The sword chant echoed on the Naihe Bridge, and the snowflakes falling from the sky were not affected in any way, but Chen Changsheng was different. Because of this sword chant, it seemed as if a violent storm had broken out in his sea of consciousness, and huge waves were coming, making his consciousness very unstable, and even faintly showing signs of disintegration.
Just a single action of drawing a sword has such great power
In the information that Chen Changsheng checked, it didn't mention which fighting style Xu Yourong was best at. In the few battles recorded, she showed the four words of being able to master all methods.
It wasn't until this moment that he confirmed that Xu Yourong's cultivation in the way of swordsmanship was actually so profound. Although his realm was far inferior to that of a great master at Su Li's level, when it came to understanding the truth of heaven and earth, he was not a little bit inferior.
This sword chant coincided with the principle of heaven and earth, it was a storm from the South China Sea.
Chen Changsheng looked at her sword, mobilized his consciousness, and forcibly subdued the storm in the sea of consciousness.
In fact, the speed at which Xu Yourong drew his sword was not slow, but because it was too clear, the picture seemed a little slow.
The process of the fasting sword leaving the scabbard seems like a long journey.
Finally, Zhai Jian finally came to the end of this journey.
The wind and waves in Luoshui became more violent.
Chen Changsheng's sea of consciousness was on the verge of becoming a little unstable after being attacked by the sword chant.
At this moment, Chen Chang came alive.
Clang!
There was a sudden silence on the Naihe Bridge.
The Wugou sword came out of its sheath and pierced a snowflake in the sky.
This sword didn't actually point, but a virtual cut, and even the snow that the sword pointed at was not affected in any way, and it was still slowly falling towards the bridge.
But the sword sounded.
If it is said that Xu Yourong's sword drawing was a very slow process, Chen Changsheng's sword drawing was extremely fast.
Zhai Jian walked tens of thousands of miles peacefully, and his sword came directly from the ground to the sky.
The silver bottle was broken.
There was a crisp sound.
This clear and crisp sword cry suddenly appeared like this, and then entered Zhai Jian's sword chant.
The long and indifferent sword chant contained the power of countless storms, so he paused for a while.
The moment the fasting sword left the sheath, the sound of sword chant reappeared, even brighter than before.
Chen Changsheng withdrew his sword and turned back, swaying it lightly by his side, like a flick of his sleeve, slapping away the snowflake that was about to fall to the ground.
Another imaginary sword, returning from the sky to the shore, shattered the waves.
The wind blows into the mountain.
Howling.
There were two sword sounds, and the sword chant stopped.
The bridge of Naihe became quiet again.
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Mao Qiuyu, Ling Haizhiwang and the others looked at the bridge a mile away, and at the boy and girl on the bridge, with mixed emotions.
This battle has only just begun, Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong just drew their swords out of their sheaths, but the mystery and danger hidden in it are no less than an ordinary battle at the initial stage of Gathering Stars.
The people on the big ship asked themselves, if they were their own back then, would they be their opponents? The final conclusion made them sigh with emotion, or, in the process of Xu Yourong drawing his sword, they would lose. As for those who practiced the way of the sword, looking at the previous scene, their minds were agitated, and they felt endless frustration. Compared with Xu Yourong and Chen Changsheng, did their own sword deserve to be called a sword
"What kind of sword is this?" Someone asked in the crowd.
No one answered this question.
Mao Qiuyu said with emotion: "Chen Changsheng's response is really genius."
People like them can naturally tell that Chen Changsheng is using Tianyinluo from Nanxizhai.
This set of swordsmanship called Tianyinluo is actually a sword dance performed during the Southern Sacrifice of the Starry Sky on the Saintess Peak. It has no real power and is rarely used in actual combat.
But Chen Changsheng used it at this moment, it was the perfect choice.
Because this set of sword techniques and Xu Yourong's South Sea Sword Yin are swords of the same origin, and they can most calm the mind of the swordsman.
The sound of the sky fell, and the sound of the sword became a rhythm, which coincided with Xu Yourong's South Sea sword chant, no matter how big the storm was, it would naturally subside.
Taoist Si Yuan sneered and said: "Everyone knows that using Tian Yin Luo to dispel the South Sea Sword Yin is the best choice. I really don't know what kind of genius this is."
Mao Qiuyu said calmly: "The problem is, not everyone can learn the sword technique of Nanxizhai, and if they have the opportunity to learn it, who would want to learn this set of sword dances for offering sacrifices to the stars?"
Taoist Siyuan heard the words and stopped talking.
He, the six giants of the state religion, knew many sword techniques of Nanxizhai, and had also learned two sets of extremely powerful sword tactics, but even he couldn't understand Tianyinluo.
Just like what Su Li and Chen Changsheng discussed in the wilderness back then, learning swordsmanship is not that easy. It doesn't mean that you see the opponent's sword moves and memorize them by rote, even if you have learned the opponent's moves. For swordsmanship, you need to have the corresponding method of moving the true essence to cooperate with these sword moves, and you will not be able to master this set of swordsmanship until the two are integrated.
Chen Changsheng didn't have the true essence movement method of the swordsmanship of Nanxizhai, but he had other methods, starting from teaching Luoluo last year, to treating Xuanyuanpo and Zhexiu later, through understanding the monster race and monster people, plus Over the years of his own thinking, his set of alternatives has become very mature, even Su Li was a little surprised.
Through that set of alternative plans, the swordsmanship he displayed will definitely be greatly weakened in power, but it is almost completely copied in terms of sword intent.
The Tianyinluo he used earlier was originally taken from the sword intent.
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One sword chant, two sword sounds.
The wind and snow on the Naihe Bridge remained unchanged.
Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong stood quietly on both sides of the bridge deck.
It was as if nothing had happened, nothing had changed.
In fact, the change has taken place, and they all hold their swords.
Holding the sword, he naturally wanted to draw the sword. Chen Changsheng's figure suddenly disappeared amidst the light snowflakes, and the next moment he appeared in front of Xu Yourong, already very close.
There was a faint exclamation from the distant ship.
Facing a formidable opponent like Xu Yourong, it was meaningless to talk about any foreshadowing or structure. He could only show what he was best at, and then see if he could beat him.
So he used Ye Zhibu without hesitation, and then used the Linguang Sword of Tiandaoyuan.
This is the fastest of all the sword techniques he knows.
Just like Yashibu is the fastest.
Xu Yourong's first sword move was a mysterious one.
His first sword didn't ask for anything, just a quick word.
Only a chirping sound was heard.
The air on the Naihe Bridge seemed to be pierced.
A bright sword light illuminated the snow falling from the sky and the gloomy sky, and also illuminated the white gauze hanging from the brim of Xu Yourong's veiled hat.
The sword's edge pierced Xu Yourong's left shoulder.
There was another exclamation from the ship in the distance.
Chen Changsheng's sword was extremely fast, the blade pierced through the air, and it was faster than the sound.
However... it was not as fast as Xu Yourong's sword.
At some point, the fasting sword had already appeared in the snowy sky, hitting the Wugou sword accurately and calmly.
There was a sound of the sword!
It is worthy of being of the blood of the real phoenix, possessing unimaginable power, and naturally has an unattainable speed. No matter how fast the Linguang Sword of Tiandaoyuan is, how can it be faster than the phoenix with thousands of miles of wings
What shocked Chen Changsheng even more was that when the two swords intersected, he discovered that Xu Yourong's sword was actually the face of the sword!
The face of the sword is facing the wind, of course it is not as fast as the sword's edge piercing through the air, but her sword arrived earlier.
If Xu Yourong couldn't block the sword and directly competed with him, would he have time to return the sword
It didn't happen, so he didn't know, and under the circumstances, he didn't have time to think about it.
When Wugou sword and Zhai sword met, the surrounding snowflakes seemed to be caught by the air turbulence and flew away wildly.
Differentiate the two swords.
The atmosphere on the Naihe Bridge suddenly changed.
That's because Xu Yourong's aura has changed.
She who had been standing quietly, suddenly seemed to grow taller.
It's not really getting taller, but a kind of momentum.
An aura of a god overlooking the common people in the sky appeared on her body.
She slashed at Chen Changsheng with a single sword!
It is different from the imagination of ordinary people about the saint, and it is different from the impression of her in the people of Kyoto.
This sword does not have the feeling of being ethereal and refined.
There is no sense of indeterminate mystery.
Xu Yourong's sword is extremely simple.
Because it is simple, it shows its sharpness!
She held the hilt of the Zhaijian with both hands, and raised it above her head, level with the center of her eyebrows, as if she was praying to the sky.
The next moment, the Zhai sword fell through the air, and went forward from the center of her eyebrows, carrying all her spirit and courage, going forward indomitably!
The seemingly endless amount of true essence and indestructible spiritual consciousness, driven by an incomparably violent sword, slashed at the top of Chen Changsheng's head!
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