Mr. Lin's raised eyebrows slowly fell, but the corners of his lips slowly rose.
This is emotion and self-deprecation, but in the final analysis, it is a mockery of Chen Changsheng.
Mr. Lin grew up in the imperial palace since he was a child. He is very talented, knowledgeable, and his cultivation skills are even more sublime. He has already reached the peak of Star Gathering many years ago. During the most critical period of practice, he was eunuched into the palace, and since then he has become a deformed person, and may even enter the sacred realm.
No matter how high Chen Changsheng's cultivation talent was, no matter how many treasures he possessed, how many means he had, and even nearly killed Zhou Tong that night, he still couldn't be his opponent.
—He was only seventeen years old, and he failed at Cold Mountain Gathering Stars.
Earlier outside the Orthodox Academy, Su Moyu was worried about Chen Changsheng's safety, so he stopped Mr. Lin's attendants, saying that one person was enough to make the edict.
Mrs. Lin's answer was that if Chen Changsheng wanted to be killed, one order and him alone would be enough.
This is not a lie, but the truth.
At this time, Chen Changsheng asked him seriously: "Can you kill me?"
Mr. Lin's smile gradually faded away, he looked at Chen Changsheng and said, "It has been twenty years since I left the capital, it seems that the young people nowadays have already forgotten who I am."
Chen Changsheng did not speak, but expressed his feelings with actions.
Two streams of smoke and dust floated from under his boots, which represented strength, and then the smoke and dust fluttered suddenly, and his clothes and sleeves were also in chaos, turning into several lines, pulling afterimages in the space of the library.
He disappeared from the spot.
On the pitch-black and bright floor, more than a dozen very faint footprints appeared.
Those footprints seemed to appear at the same time, without sequence.
If someone looked carefully at the directions of those footprints at this time, or could think of the directions of some stars in the starry sky, they could think of the lines on the Zhaoqing Monument.
The extremely complicated positions of the stars and the difficult-to-calculate star map represent the position and order, and contain the positional movement beyond the speed.
It is the secret method of the Demon Race, Ye Shibu.
The space at the main entrance of the library is slightly deformed.
A sword shadow pierced the skylight from outside the building.
Chen Changsheng's figure followed.
At this time, he had already arrived in front of Mr. Lin.
His speed is extremely fast, and it even gives people a feeling that even lightning is nothing more than that.
Or it was because he had stabbed out his most powerful flaming sword at the same time as he used Yezhibu.
The sword light illuminated the door of the library building, suppressing the skylight from outside the door.
A fiery breath enveloped the field, and then quickly spread to the surroundings.
The yellowed grass outside the library instantly became more fatigued, and the edges of the books on the shelves in the library were lifted at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if they had lost all moisture.
Flames were burning on the Wugou sword, and it stabbed at Old Mr. Lin's eyebrows.
Mr. Lin's expression was slightly condensed, as if he was a little surprised.
He didn't expect that the power contained in this sword was so strong!
Contrary to the rumors, Chen Changsheng's true energy is so abundant that it is not inferior to those who have practiced for hundreds of years.
Or is it because of this sword move? It is said that Su Li taught Chen Changsheng a sword move that can violently increase his true energy in a short period of time, so it seems that this is it.
When thinking about these things, Mr. Lin's sleeves were flying up.
The extremely pure starlight emanated from his body and poured into his sleeves, like two rocky mountains flying from the sky, holding Chen Changsheng's sword inside!
Facing the magical weapon on the Hundred Weapons List, the incomparably sharp Wugou Sword, Mr. Lin actually divided his own star field into two halves and used it as a weapon!
What kind of genius, and what kind of domineering unparalleled!
The battle between ascetics cares about understanding, such as fighting awareness, such as adaptability, such as experience, but the most important thing is strength itself.
Mr. Lin is a powerhouse at the pinnacle of star gathering, the star field is almost perfect, the amount of true energy is extremely rich, and his understanding of the laws and rules of heaven and earth is far better than Chen Changsheng, so he can naturally control the entire battle situation.
Will this battle end here? Of course not, both Mr. Lin and Chen Changsheng knew that this was just the beginning.
In the scabbard named Zangfeng, there are still thousands of peerless famous swords hidden.
With the protection of those peerless famous swords, Chen Changsheng could kill Zhou Tong till he bleeds, and at least he could resist Mr. Lin for a while. Mr. Lin knew this very well. He was not going to give Chen Changsheng a chance to unleash his sword. That's why he chose to separate the star field earlier. This seemingly powerful method is actually somewhat dangerous, and it can even be said to underestimate the enemy.
Mr. Lin wants to make sure his hands are free.
At this time, his sleeves covered the star field, sealing the edge of Chen Changsheng's sword, and his hand pierced through the sleeves and landed in the middle of the sword.
Chen Changsheng's sword was composed of Wugou Sword and Zangfeng. The place where Mr. Lin's hand fell was the exit of the scabbard.
Since he dared to hold it there, Mr. Lin naturally has the confidence to deal with the swords in the scabbard, or in other words, he has already made preparations.
All of a sudden, Mr. Lin's pupils shrank slightly, and he felt incredible emotions. Amidst the screams, he wanted to retreat quickly.
What comes out of the scabbard is not a sword.
It is a small black stone.
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Logically speaking, it is absolutely impossible for an inconspicuous little stone to make Mr. Lin feel like he is facing a formidable enemy, and even give birth to the desire to retreat.
However, Mr. Lin studied Taoism intensively, and his comprehension of the laws of heaven and earth was close to perfection. When he saw this black stone, he felt that something was wrong.
He could feel a power beyond the mundane coming with this black stone.
Now that it has transcended the mundane, it is naturally unavoidable.
Old Mr. Lin spread his fingers like flowers, crushing the air in the library, and grabbed the black stone in his hands.
With a click, his three fingers were broken into thirteen pieces, and then his wrist was also broken.
Only then did he understand that the power beyond the mundane did not come from the divine scepter, nor did it come from some divine weapon that he did not know.
This power is weight, unimaginable weight.
The weight like the sky fell on Mr. Lin's body.
His face became extremely pale, his body trembled, and there were countless cracks on the floor where his feet stepped on.
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That black stone is a stele of the Heavenly Book left by Wang Zhice.
The Tianshu tablet itself is very heavy, but the weight of the black stone at this time is because it is also a door.
A door leading to Zhou Garden.
Three days ago in Tianshu Mausoleum, Chen Changsheng saw with his own eyes that His Majesty the Pope plucked a green leaf, and the power of the world attacked the Holy Empress.
From that picture, he realized something.
The black stone is not the real Zhou Yuan, it can only carry a little atmosphere of Zhou Yuan, or a very small part of Zhou Yuan, but Mr. Lin is not the empress.
Since you beat me with this world, then I will beat you with mine.
The Zhou Garden is bigger than the Green Leaf World, but the Green Leaf is a complete world, and the Black Stone is just the gate of a world, and Chen Changsheng's realm is far inferior to His Majesty the Pope.
Mr. Lin was only so passive when he encountered such a method that he had never thought of before and couldn't deal with it in time.
As long as he is allowed to hold on for a while, he must be able to find a way to crack it.
But a moment is enough to do a lot.
The black stone came out, the autumn wind was strong in the library, and the sky darkened suddenly.
Mr. Lin seemed to be crushed by the starry sky, unable to move.
Thousands of sword lights flowed out of Chen Changsheng's scabbard, rushing away.
The sword light tore through the starry sky, chopped up the autumn wind, and took away the light from the sky.
Countless sword intents rose vertically and horizontally, and countless sword sounds continued to clang, and old man Lin's angry whistling and violent strikes sounded from time to time.
Suddenly, all the sounds in the library disappeared, and those sword intents also disappeared, and it was extremely quiet.
boom! Countless debris sprayed out from the library, forming an extremely wide cloud of dust in the Orthodox Academy.
The autumn wind passed through the hall, taking away the dust and debris, leaving a piece of clarity.
All the doors and windows of the library disappeared, and it looked empty, only two figures remained.
Stand and sit.
Standing was Chen Changsheng, holding a sword, calm and silent.
Mr. Lin was covered in blood and sat on the ground.