In the dense fog, countless sword lights suddenly lit up.
Chen Changsheng looked at the mist that covered the surrounding fields, his left knee slightly bent, and his right hand held the hilt of the sword by his waist, as if the sword would be drawn in the next moment.
In fact, there are already countless swords flowing out from his tiger's mouth and his clothes, and they are slashing in all directions. The incomparably sharp sword intent permeated the sky and the earth, and the dilapidated courtyard was cut into countless pieces in an instant, whether it was the boulders at the bottom of the lake or the forest covered with thick snow, but the thick fog in the four fields was not broken. The color of the fog did not know when it became extremely deep, pitch black, like night, extremely rich, extremely real, like the most viscous sludge.
No matter how sharp and powerful the sword intent fell into this thick black fog, it was like a dead leaf falling into the muddy water, spinning, struggling, and then disappearing.
This thick black mist is no longer pure water mist, but has been stained with the purest magic.
With a bang, Chen Changsheng drew out his dagger.
The clean and bright sword body, ignoring those terrifying and filthy demonic intentions, finally cut a gap in this magical fog.
The thick black fog surged crazily, especially at the opening cut by the Wugou sword, it was more like countless black mud gushing continuously.
In the splashing black mist, a hand stretched out from it, holding a weapon like a stone. If you look carefully, it looks like a half-broken monument.
Compared with this broken weapon, the hand itself is even more terrifying.
—Even the tearing space and Chen Changsheng's extremely powerful sword intent couldn't make that hand tremble slightly.
The black mist squeezed and spewed even more violently, and that mountain-like phantom finally appeared in Chen Changsheng's sight.
The howling cold wind blew the beard and hair of this big man of the demon race, but he couldn't shake the two demon horns, nor could he shake his person.
The broken monument fell from the sky.
Chen Changsheng seemed to see a huge black mountain collapsing in front of his eyes, and he crushed it.
An indescribably violent aura blasted toward the place one inch to the right between his eyebrows without any bias.
Infinite domineering power, pointing to the most subtle places, which represents the irresistible strength of Haidi.
More than a year ago on the snowfield battlefield, Chen Changsheng had already had this almost suffocating experience.
Even if he has thousands of sword intents and ten thousand means, he can't make up for the insurmountable gap between the strengths of the two sides.
There was nothing new, as if it was last year, his eyes were still bright and clear, without any fear, he flipped his wrist, and the short sword went away with his eyebrows.
He was still going to use the third sword taught by Su Li.
Stupid sword.
He knew that this sword could block Haidi, but he would also be seriously injured.
On the battlefield, this ending had already been proven, but he still chose this way.
It seems that this choice is indeed a bit stupid, just like the name of this sword.
But apart from this sword, he has no other way to block Haidi's full blow.
Yes, he couldn't dodge, couldn't retreat, he had to block Haidi, just like he did on the battlefield.
Because there were hundreds of ordinary human soldiers behind him at that time, and now there are ordinary people who are injured and unable to leave behind him.
But tonight he is not fighting alone.
Ever since he was seriously injured on the battlefield last year, that little girl never let him out of her sight.
A darker light and shadow suddenly appeared in the thick black fog, which was the trace left by her high-speed sweeping forward in the space.
When Chen Changsheng raised the dagger to his eyes, a girl in black appeared in front of him, and raised her hands to meet the broken monument that broke through the fog.
Compared with Haidi's giant mountain-like figure, she is so petite.
Compared with the broken stele-shaped black stone, her white hands are so pitiful, as if the fragility will be broken into countless pieces in the next moment.
But she still greeted it with her hands raised, her posture was a bit strange, it didn't look like she was fighting, but like offering flowers.
The next moment, a flower pot actually appeared in her hands.
But there were no flowers in that pot, only one green leaf, and there were only two leaves left, which looked a bit bleak.
Broken Stele and Aoba met in the air.
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There was no sound. Compared with the whistling sound formed by the dense fog being squeezed around, the silence in front of the broken bridge was a bit eerie.
That's because these two forces are too terrifying and powerful, tearing things apart and vibrating at a frequency beyond the range that normal creatures can hear.
The last remaining water in the wet mud was squeezed out by these two powerful forces, and then evaporated again.
Immediately afterwards, he was frozen by the chill emanating from the eyebrows and eyes of the girl in black.
The dense fog gradually thinned, and no matter whether it was wet or magical, it was condensed into water, and before it could turn into rain, it had already condensed into ice beads.
Countless crystal ice beads reflect the starlight falling in the night sky, just like countless night pearls, illuminating this place with incomparable beauty.
The beautiful seems not to be human.
Just like those countless nights under the Beixin Bridge.
Standing in front of the tiny ice beads all over the sky, the figure of the girl in black is still petite.
But at this time, she no longer felt weak, but extremely strong.
An incomprehensible laugh sounded from Haidi's mouth.
The mist suddenly became thicker again, and the terrifying devilish energy slapped towards her like a monstrous flood.
The bottom of the lake, which had been abnormally dry, was cracked with countless deep marks. Her black clothes danced wildly, and several cracks appeared. Her black hair danced wildly, and several stems fell off. Dancing wildly, like a snake suffering endless pain in the fire.
Obviously, she who has not been able to completely break the restriction, even if she is holding the Li Palace Treasure, she is still no match for this great figure of the demon clan.
But on her face as cold as ice and snow, there was still no timid expression, let alone the idea of escaping.
She looked up, like a strong little girl.
Also like a proud dragon.
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All this happened in a very short moment.
Chen Changsheng didn't withdraw his sword, but he didn't have time to help her either.
Accompanied by the sound of rolling rocks and cracking the sky like thunder, several tall, tower-like black shadows had already arrived outside the snow valley.
These are all powerful demons who follow Haidi.
Chen Changsheng suddenly disappeared.
Dozens of faint footprints suddenly appeared on the hard, dry lake bottom full of cracks.
If someone looks at the stars in the night sky at this time, or can see that there is some kind of hidden connection between the position of these footprints and the stars in the sky.
This is exactly the step of enlightenment he took from Daozang back then. After these years of research, especially after gradually digesting the inscriptions in the heavenly scriptures, it is no longer what it used to be.
In an instant, he left the Broken Bridge and went outside the snow valley, bringing countless wind and rain with him, covering all the powerful demons.
Wind and rain are both swords.
There are swords everywhere.
"Gulunmu!"
Haidi suddenly shouted loudly, with an unconcealable surprise in her voice.
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