There were repeated exclamations from the big boat in the distance of Luoshui.
People watched helplessly as Chen Changsheng stretched out his left hand and broke the Great Bright Sword with ease in a way that they couldn't figure out, and then watched Xu Yourong seem to have guessed his method in advance, using his method of breaking the sword instead Breaking his sword posture, and seeing that Chen Changsheng had clearly controlled the fasting sword, but the fasting sword still pierced into his body, finally people saw Xu Yourong stretching out the seemingly understatement, but in fact, towards Chen Changsheng. Thunderous fingers.
"Consonance Finger!" Daoist Si Yuan said with emotion.
Is Chen Changsheng about to lose? Will he die under this finger? Mao Qiuyu's expression changed dramatically, his sleeves swayed countless waves, and he was about to swipe towards the bridge. Tang Thirty-Six's complexion became extremely ugly, as did Mo Yu, Chen Liuwang and others. To decide the outcome, do you still have to divide life and death
Everything happened too fast.
No one could have imagined that Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong would go from extremely dynamic to extremely quiet to extremely dynamic in such a short period of time. This shows that they have already entered their own rhythm, and what is frightening is that their rhythms are very similar, which means It is very difficult for anyone to break their rhythm, even those big figures whose realm strength is far stronger than them.
It was quiet.
The light on the Naihe Bridge gradually fades away, like time.
The falling snow was still sparse, unable to cover the figure, nor could it fill the line in the middle of the bridge.
There was still snow on the other side of the line, and it was still raining on this side. Xu Yourong had already crossed that line and stood in front of Chen Changsheng.
The index finger of her right hand was against his brow, but not completely.
There is still a short sword between her fingertips and the center of his eyebrows.
Because the short sword is in the middle.
At some point, Chen Changsheng raised his Wugou sword to block Xu Yourong's fingers.
There is no colorful phoenix in the body, but there is a tacit understanding in the heart, let alone a colorful phoenix
Xu Yourong's consonant finger is as fast as lightning, but not as fast as his sword. This can only show that he has already calculated in advance that she will give her a consonant finger at the end.
Zhai Jian left a clear wound on his left shoulder, and there were some stardust-like things on the edge of the wound, but he had already held the hilt of the sword in his hand.
Xu Yourong slowly retracted her fingers.
A drop of golden-red blood slowly overflowed from between her fingertips, and then dripped onto the bridge deck. The rain and snow evaporated suddenly, forming a faint mist.
The Wugou sword blocked the Lingxi finger, but it couldn't completely neutralize the power of this slender finger. There was also a drop of blood between Chen Changsheng's eyebrows, as if a red mole had appeared.
There was silence on the stone bridge.
The people on the Luoshui boat in the distance found that the battle situation was not as tragic as imagined, and temporarily calmed down.
Through the faint mist, Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong looked at each other, and did not speak for a long time.
Both were injured, and it seemed that Chen Changsheng's injury was more serious, but now both swords are in his hands. So who actually won
Obviously, Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong no longer cared about the final outcome. Looking at each other, countless doubts arose in their hearts.
"Why did I take back the control of the Zhaijian from the air, and let it deviate seven inches to the right at the last moment, but in the end the Zhaijian still stabbed my left shoulder. Could it be that from the very beginning, your big bright sword, Didn't you think about stabbing my vitals, and in the end you only wanted to stab my left shoulder?"
"Why is your last Wugou sword called Huimiao Wushuang, who has a great chance to fall with your consonant finger, and even fight for life and death at the worst, but at that moment, a little stagnation occurred. In the end, it mysteriously appeared in front of your eyebrows, blocking my fingers?"
Seven days, seventeen star charts, three hundred sheets of paper, countless deduction and calculations, all the experience and wisdom of the two people's cultivation careers, have been put in this battle, they have calculated all the details to the extreme, but In the end, he found that what was waiting for him was an accident.
That's because they can calculate sword path, time and geography, but they can't understand people's hearts, and they can't calculate what the other party is thinking.
Chen Changsheng counted for seven days and seven nights, but he didn't count... Xu Yourong was able to predict in advance that he would use his sword intent to shake the Zhai sword in the end, thereby breaking her great bright sword, and then took advantage of the momentum to move forward. The most important thing was that he It didn't count that Xu Yourong kept his hand from the beginning to the end, he didn't have the slightest killing intent towards him, and he didn't even have the strong intention to hurt him, so he miscalculated the distance to shake the Zhai sword—the Zhai sword stabbed his left shoulder, actually Above all, he was injured by himself.
In this battle of Naihe Bridge, Chen Changsheng only wanted a draw, but he didn't know that she just didn't want to lose. Similarly, Xu Yourong did not expect that he would think this way, because she knew who he was, but he didn't know she was her, so he had no reason to defend her.
She thought that if he wanted to win, he would definitely control Zhaijian in the end to break her big bright sword—she had seen a similar scene before Zhou Ling and knew he had this ability—she was already prepared, when he tried When snatching the Zhaijian, she would take advantage of the situation to control all the situation, and finally announced on the spot in front of countless people on both sides of the Luo River that the battle was a draw. However, she didn't expect that Chen Changsheng didn't intend to snatch Zhaijian to counterattack, but was just defending. The same goes for the trend of Wugou Sword at the end.
In short, they thought of a place to go, but they didn't think of a place.
After countless deduction and calculations met each other, it became unexpected.
Xu Yourong didn't think of more, because she confirmed that he didn't know that she was the girl he met for the first time, so she made more mistakes.
The mistake was that she still didn't fully understand this young man named Chen Changsheng.
He seems to be better than the person she knew in Zhouyuan, and the person she imagined.
This is good.
She was happy to lose.
"I lost."
If it is necessary to divide life and death, this battle can of course continue. Her injuries are lighter than Chen Changsheng's, and there are still many methods that have not been used, but this is not a battle of life and death. Changsheng's hands, so she thought she had lost.
Without any compromise, she accepted the fact calmly.
Chen Changsheng couldn't calm down, because there were still many things he couldn't figure out.
And when he heard Xu Yourong's voice, he couldn't calm down even more.
This voice is very pleasant, it is the water in the clear stream, it is the dew on the autumn maple.
The voice was somewhat familiar, as if it had been heard somewhere before.
He looked at Xu Yourong, but his eyes were still blocked by the white veil.
But he was still staring at Bai Sha, looking more and more seriously, more and more nervous.
Even if the wind and snow blew up again, the remaining sword intent sneered slightly, and it couldn't stop his sight.
His body suddenly became a little stiff, and his voice became a little tense: "You... you... say it again?"
…
…