There was a muffled bang!
All the snowflakes on the bridge danced wildly, rushing forward with the sword.
There were countless snowfalls, and Chen Changsheng's eyes were completely white.
He couldn't see anything, he could only feel the terrifying power of the sword behind the snow fog.
He seemed to feel that he had entered an illusion, and what he was facing was not Xu Yourong's sword, but an avalanche.
The south cliff of Shengnv Peak, which had accumulated thousands of years of ice and snow, suddenly collapsed and rushed towards him with the sound of rumbling thunder.
No matter how exquisite his sword skills are, how could he pierce through this collapsed cliff
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The banks of the Luoshui River are very quiet.
The big ship was even more dead silent.
Neither Mao Qiuyu nor the King of Ling Hai remained silent.
Tang Thirty-Six held his hand tightly, but still couldn't help trembling slightly.
Su Moyu's face was a little pale, his lips moved slightly, and he didn't know what he was muttering.
Zhexiu's pupils turned a little red at some point, and the hand holding the crutch was secretly exerting force.
All of this is because of the snow and fog on the Naihe Bridge, and the sword behind the snow and fog.
Tang Thirty-Six and Su Moyu knew very well that they couldn't catch this sword. Unless they used a life-saving magic weapon, they would either be seriously injured, or... and this was Xu Yourong's first sword in the true sense, which meant that now I can't even catch her sword.
This fact made them a little hard to accept, but they had to accept it.
Zhe Xiu was different from what they thought, but they had to admit that Xu Yourong's sword was terrifying.
Her talent bloodline is really too strong.
Apart from Qiu Shanjun's true dragon blood and Luoluo's Baidi blood, who else in the world can compete
Even the few peak star-gathering powerhouses standing at the bow, only one step away from the sacred realm, couldn't help but envy Xu Yourong's talent. It is said that cultivating the Tao is a gift from the starry sky to intelligent life, so Xu Yourong is the gift itself, right
However, what's interesting is that even at this moment, no one is worried about Chen Changsheng after seeing Xu Yourong's avalanche-like powerful sword.
It doesn't matter whether it's Tang Sanshiliu and other people from the Orthodox Academy, or someone else.
Yes, Chen Changsheng's innate bloodline may be very ordinary, but from Xunyang City to the capital, so many masters of the initial stage of gathering stars who fell under his sword have already proved that he is definitely not an ordinary upper stage of Tongyou.
Xu Yourong's sword was like a cliff collapsing, like a snowfall avalanche.
The most frightening thing was her fasting sword that came with the blizzard.
Just like no matter how fast his sword was, he couldn't beat Xu Yourong, no matter how strong Xu Yourong's sword was, he couldn't directly break through him.
He calmed down, held his sword horizontally in front of him, and raised it up to his eyebrows.
His movements are very natural, just like the 30,000 times he raised his sword in the past half a year.
Hengjian is a word.
The cliffs are straight and stubborn, the iron chains are reappearing, and the levee is forever.
This is the stupid sword that even Su Li failed to learn.
The avalanche is coming, the wind is screaming, and the snow particles are like arrows.
The fasting sword came with the wind and snow, and fell heavily on the Wugou sword.
This time when the two swords met, there was no crisp sound of the sword, but a loud bang.
Like a god in the sky, holding a hammer, beating heavily on the chopping board!
All the snow on the bridge was blown up.
The Luoshui under the bridge fluctuates accordingly.
The fasting sword cuts down!
An unimaginably majestic force then landed on Wugou Sword's body.
The thousands of years of falling snow directly washed away the seemingly hard cliffs, rushed into the river, and began to continuously impact the iron chains and embankments in the river!
Accompanied by an extremely ear-piercing sound, the Wugou sword bent slightly!
Chen Changsheng's stupid sword, which had never been broken since he practiced it, showed signs of collapse at this moment!
He had already prepared for this, his left hand had grasped the Zangfeng scabbard at some point, and with a scraping sound, the scabbard covered the edge of Wugou Sword.
He holds the scabbard in his left hand, and the hilt in his right hand, laying across in front of him, hard hit!
The roar continued.
The torrential rain kept pounding.
Crack clack clack!
A sound of hard things breaking, kept ringing in the wind and snow.
In the snowstorm, Chen Changsheng's figure could be seen retreating non-stop!
The blizzard gradually receded, Luoshui calmed down, and the Naihe Bridge became clear again.
Holding the fasting sword, Xu Yourong calmly looked at the other side, still not saying a word.
There are two clear gullies on the hard deck of Naihe Bridge.
Chen Changsheng stood at the end of the two ravines, with his feet sunk in them, and a pile of gravel piled up behind him.
His shoes and trousers were all torn, and he looked a little embarrassed.
He suddenly started to cough, and the cough was a little uncomfortable.
Just a sword.
He suffered internal injuries.
The people on both sides of the Luoshui River couldn't see the picture on the bridge clearly, they could only see the sudden snowstorm and the smoke and dust that followed, and they exclaimed countless times.
There was still silence on the big ship.
Even the King of Ling Hai and others did not ridicule or ridicule Chen Changsheng, because no matter how embarrassed he was, he was injured or not, after all, he caught the sword.
This is enough.
These powerhouses could see clearly that Xu Yourong's big avalanche move, even the ordinary initial stage of gathering stars, couldn't handle it at all.
This is the frightening thing about bloodline talent, even if the realm is not as good as the other party, she can still directly crush you with the amount of true energy and the strength of spiritual consciousness.
Chen Changsheng looked at Xu Yourong, his eyes fell on the layer of white gauze, and found that he still couldn't see through it.
He couldn't see through her—he knew that Xu Yourong was very strong, but he didn't expect that this girl who gave people a beautiful and refined feeling would be so strong, even beyond the category of domineering, faintly possessing the air of a king. Is Phoenix really a born king
He went through the battles with his peers in the grassland where the sun never sets, and the conversations with monks in the snow temple. He used to think that people like the girl who met for the first time were already the most talented monks, and Xu Yourong was at most similar to her, but now It seems that she is even stronger than the girl I met for the first time.
Xu Yourong walked slowly in the wind and snow, casually holding the Zhai sword in his right hand, like a fairy coming from the clouds to the ground, it was difficult to remind people of the avalanche-like terrifying sword before.
The more calm and indifferent you are, the easier it is for people to feel invincible.
How can we defeat such a powerful opponent
Chen Changsheng had been thinking about this question for many days, and prepared for seven days.
There was a light click on the Naihe Bridge.
The Wugou sword was inserted into the scabbard, it was not retracting the sword, but the hilt was connected end to end with the scabbard, so naturally the edge could not be hidden, but the blade elongated suddenly, revealing its sharpness.
When he faced Zhu Luo in Xunyang City, he had done this before, to pay tribute to his favorite brother Yu Ren and Wang Po, and also to respect her on the other side of Fengxue.
A sword intent appeared on the Naihe Bridge, in the wind and snow.
The appearance of this sword intent was so sudden, but there was nothing strange about it. On the contrary, it seemed extraordinarily open and aboveboard, as it should be, giving people an upright feeling.
This sword intent is very straight and direct.
This sword intent is very hot, very enthusiastic.
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