Chen Changsheng stood in the courtyard, looking at the two people in the room. He has only met Zhou Tong a few times, and he is not familiar with him, and he does not know the other person, but there are not many people who can sit and drink tea with Zhou Tong in the middle of the night, so he can probably guess the identity of that person. Then there is a reason to die.
—He came to kill Zhou Tong, because he was going to die.
Before you die, you always have to do something, and do something that obeys your own will. This can be called the last madness, or it can be said to be a firework before the curtain ends.
He is the successor of the state religion, and has many enemies and opponents actively or passively, but there are not many people he wants to kill, and he has no enemies. There are no demons in the capital, Liang Xiaoxiao committed suicide, Zhuang Huanyu committed suicide, so only Zhou Tong is left.
Zhexiu was imprisoned in Zhou Prison for a long time, and the torture was horrific. When he saw the wound on his body in the car, he secretly made up his mind to kill Zhou Tong.
Everyone in the Orthodox Academy knew that Zoriou wanted to do this while staying in the capital. Chen Changsheng decided to do this for him, because Zhou Tong tortured Zhexiu back then because of his relationship with the Orthodox Academy. Other than that, there were many other reasons for killing Zhou Tong, but there was no need to mention it, it was just a thought after all.
Chen Changsheng just wanted people like Zhou Tong to die.
In this world, there are countless people who want Zhou Tong to die. They have been thinking about it for many years, but just thinking about it, not many people dare to do it.
Chen Changsheng dared.
According to the plan Zhexiu had made in advance, he sneaked under the carriage and passed several inspections smoothly. With his special physique, he evaded those eerie three-headed dogs without touching the formation in Zhou Prison, and finally successfully arrived at This small courtyard came in front of Zhou Tong. But can he kill each other
The horror of Zhou Tong lies not only in his temperament and means, in these years he has copied many princely mansions, obtained how many secret books of exercises, and his realm has entered the upper stage of Condensed Stars, and there are even rumors that he has cultivated to the peak of Condensed Stars, The Dahongpao Spirit's mysterious technique is extremely eerie and frightening! During the years when the Holy Empress was in power but before she ascended the throne, the masters sent by the royal family and those people with lofty ideals who were determined to avenge the innocent people who died tragically in Zhou Prison murdered him countless times, but he was still alive and well.
The facts of these years have already proved that no one can kill Zhou Tong. No matter how amazing Chen Changsheng's cultivation talent is, after all, he is too young and his realm is not at the peak of Tongyou. Why have the confidence to break in here to kill him
Cheng Jun looked at the young people in the courtyard, thinking about these things.
Chen Changsheng himself was thinking about these things.
It was all mental activities, silent and silent, without moving Night Breeze.
While thinking about these things, Chen Changsheng didn't stop his movements. He drew out the Wugou sword and put it back on the scabbard.
Back then in Xunyang City, when facing Zhu Luo, Wang Po did this, and he did the same.
The short sword has become longer and sharper, like a gun in hand, it is on the battlefield.
This shows that he is very cautious and determined.
He looked at Zhou Tong.
He didn't even look at the person next to Zhou Tong.
He didn't know that the man was Cheng Jun, the leader of Tiqi, and also a strong man in the Star Gathering Realm.
This is not belittling each other, this is ignoring.
The person he wants to kill is Zhou Tong. Anyone who stands in front of the sword must die, no matter who they are or how strong they are.
Cheng Jun felt the killing intent. He had never imagined that such a calm and firm will could be seen on such a young, even youthful face, let alone that in this small courtyard of the Cleaning Department, Someone dared to release such a sure killing intent to Zhou Tong.
This killing intent was not aimed at him, but he was right beside Zhou Tong, even closer to Chen Changsheng than Zhou Tong. So his face turned pale instantly. Not because of fear, but because of vigilance, because of the heavy heart, and because he took a deep breath.
He was originally one of the few strong men in the star-gathering realm in Kyoto, but at this moment, his true energy exploded, and while he was breathing, the crabapple trees in the courtyard swayed wildly without any wind.
Countless night winds were sucked into his lungs, and his chest and abdomen swelled slightly, like a war drum!
A sharp whistling sound burst out from his lips! This scream instantly tore through the night sky, spread throughout the Zhou Prison, and possibly even spread to all corners of Kyoto!
Cheng Jun felt that he should not be afraid of Chen Changsheng, even if he was the future pope, because Chen Changsheng was too young, and his realm was already unbelievably high among his peers, but after all, he was far inferior to him, and the injuries in his body should not heal... But he was terrified of death.
As the leader of the Tiqi Dynasty of the Great Zhou Dynasty, he has worked hand in hand with Zhou Tong these years, obeying the will of the empress, or pretending to use the will of the empress, killing countless princes, ministers, scholars, wealthy businessmen and celebrities, and innocent people. There are too many dead people in the past, so I am more and more afraid of death.
And he is a very smart person who understands his position and never underestimates any opponent. It is said that Chen Changsheng failed in Hanshan Gathering Stars, but he is the future pope after all, a true genius. Cheng Jun felt that he could not value this young man too much, so he immediately chose the scream to move the capital. .
Amidst the screams, Chen Chang came alive!
Before the sound of footsteps could be heard, they were torn apart by the shattered slabs of the boots, and then pierced by the flying gravel, leaving only a few buzzing sounds.
His figure suddenly disappeared, and with the sound of howling wind piercing through the air, he flew up to the stone steps like an arrow, and the sword in his hand pierced straight out.
There was a sound of rubbing.
The sound of this sword is very condensed and pure, without any noise, it is extraordinarily clean.
Because his sword stabbed straight like this, without any deviation or change.
In other words, his sword has no tricks.
Chen Changsheng's swordsmanship was inherited from Su Li, but he expresses it himself. After the wind and rain battle in Xunyang City, especially the dozens of sword fights in front of the National Education Academy last fall and the Naihe Bridge battle with Xu Yourong, the whole Continent has to admit that his talent in the way of the sword has reached an astonishing level. If he is not too young, he is even qualified to be called a master of the way of the sword.
But when he came to assassinate Zhou Tong tonight, his first sword was so simple that there was no sword technique at all. It's just extremely straight and extremely fast, as if a straight line has been drawn between the courtyard and the lights of the house, and the end of the straight line is Zhou Tong.
At this time, Cheng Jun was still standing in the middle. Chen Changsheng's sword is very fast and sharp, but it is not difficult for a star-gathering middle-level expert like him to deal with. He can use his body skills to temporarily evade him and then counterattack while taking advantage of the situation. Of course, the easiest way is, He can use his own star field to hardwire.
But Cheng Jun chose to avoid without hesitation.
Because the will of Chen Changsheng's sword is too strong, too sharp.
The dim light in the room suddenly dimmed for a moment, Cheng Jun's figure was like a black smoke, drifting to the right, avoiding the sword, his face was a little pale, and his expression was a little panicked.
This was exactly what Chen Changsheng wanted to see the most.
He never thought that this sword could stab this person to death. His sword was not intended to stab this person in the first place. He didn't know this person's name, so he didn't mind stabbing this person to death. It is a waste of a sword falling on this person.
His sword must fall on Zhou Tong's body.
I don't know if it was because the sword light was too bright, the originally dim light in the room suddenly became a few points white.
Looking at the sword coming towards him, Zhou Tong's face also turned a little pale, not because of fear or uneasiness, but because of disdain and anger.
He knew very well that Chen Changsheng's seemingly simple strike was actually not simple, and there were countless changes hidden behind it.
Those changes must be extremely subtle and complicated, containing all of Chen Changsheng's understanding in the way of swordsmanship, and even he couldn't see clearly in advance.
But he was not afraid, not even worried, and remained calm, calm and confident.
Because the realm gap between him and Chen Changsheng was too great, no matter how inconceivable Chen Changsheng's sword practice was, it couldn't make up for it.
He would never compete with Chen Changsheng on the level of swordsmanship, he would never give Chen Changsheng the opportunity to display the sword power hidden in this straight sword and the subsequent sword moves, he directly chose to use the unfathomable The realm of crushing the opponent into a ghost in a sea of blood.
A voiceless voice sounded in the room.
That was the sound of Zhou Tong's pale fingers tapping the teacup.
When the porcelain teacup meets the fingertips that have dug out countless pairs of eyes, the sound is so clear.
The tea in the cup rippled.
Tea is a tribute from Tiannan, the best Dahongpao.
This tea has been steeped for too long tonight, it is a bit too strong, and the soup is extremely red and thick, like blood.
The tea is slightly swaying, which is the sea of blood.
The light in the room suddenly turned red.
A sea of blood appeared in the room. The table, the teapot and the cups were swallowed by the sea of blood one by one. The bloody and pungent smell diffused in all directions as the sea of blood rolled. Even the green leaves on the crabapple trees outside the courtyard turned red, as if they had been watered by blood for countless years.
In the blood-colored world, Zhou Tong's pale cheeks looked particularly dazzling and terrifying.
In the blink of an eye, his divine sense had covered the world hundreds of meters away, turning the real world into a sea of blood.
This sea of blood continuously soaked the red official robe on his body, making the color of the official robe darker and darker, making people sick at first sight.
In the sea of blood, there seemed to be countless innocent souls screaming for help and cursing.
Chen Changsheng's sword was still three feet away from Zhou Tong, and these voices entered his ears ahead of time.
At the same time he heard these painful voices, a powerful, terrifying aura full of killing intent and pain directly invaded his sea of consciousness!
This is Zhou Tong's most frightening spiritual mystery—Da Hong Pao!
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