Back then in the snowstorm at Naihe Bridge, her Nanhai Jianyin and Chen Changsheng's Tianyinluo were rivals, but today they are companions.
And these two sword techniques originally came from Nanxi Zhai, so they are naturally intimate.
The sword chant and sword cry accompanied each other, lingering and changing, the sound became more and more passionate and high, until it was thin, and then disappeared.
Not being able to hear it doesn't mean that there is no sound, but the frequency of the two's sword trembling is too high, which has exceeded the range that ordinary people can hear.
People can't hear it, but flowers can hear it.
As the silent sound wave hit, the little red flower suddenly hovered, as if being blown by the wind, it began to shake.
Those petals trembled at a speed invisible to the naked eye, and those crystal water droplets were shaken into finer particles, which splashed in all directions.
The water droplets, which seem to be weak, actually contain a different kind of red and majestic zhenqi. Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong's sharp sword intent, castration is extremely fast, and its power is not inferior to a sharp arrow.
On the cliff floor, only countless shrill sounds of breaking through the air and light explosions of skins breaking were heard, and countless densely packed small holes appeared on the hard cliff rocks and the ground.
Looking at this scene, people were shocked and speechless, their faces pale, and they thought how miserable it would be if they were themselves in the room.
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The little red flower hangs quietly in the air, still fragile, because of the water droplets leaving, it is a little tired, but it is far from being scattered.
And no matter the sword chant or the sword cry, there will always be a moment to stop.
At that time, what else would Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong rely on to resist Bie Yanghong's powerful attack
Knowing that Chen Changsheng couldn't let the situation develop like this, he turned his consciousness slightly, and a stone shot out from his sleeve and smashed towards the little red flower.
That was not a stone bead turned into the Tianshu Monument, but a white celestial stone that had a deep connection with the Tianshu Monument.
The white sky stone is extremely round, surrounded by extremely complex black gold formations, it looks extremely beautiful, it is the treasure of the national religion - the falling star stone!
With Chen Changsheng's current level of cultivation, he was far from being able to display the true power of the Tianshu Monument, so he chose the Falling Star Stone.
In his cognition, the falling star stone seems to be just right for that little red flower.
A vicissitudes of power that seemed to come from ancient times appeared on the cliff along with the falling star stone.
Countless cold winds poured towards the Falling Star Rock, and the gravel on the ground that had just stopped rolling began to roll again.
Even the laws of heaven and earth around her began to distort, just like what Xiaohonghua had done before.
An incomparably deep black hole appeared in the sky and was gradually getting bigger.
The falling star stone hangs in the middle, exuding a faint light, like stars.
Sure enough, Little Red Flower didn't move on, but stayed on the periphery, as if fighting against the Falling Star Stone.
If Chen Changsheng wanted to leave, he only needed to wait for a while, and he would be able to go to the wilderness hundreds of miles away through the space channel that was forcibly broken by the falling star stone.
But he didn't think about leaving, and at the same time, Bie Yanghong wouldn't give him any chance.
A fist pierced through the air.
The thin rope tied to the little finger is stretched straight, as if it were made of iron.
The little red flower moves forward with it.
The thin rope passed through the black hole vortex formed by the falling star rock.
With a soft snap, the string snapped in two.
This thin string has been tied to the pink little finger for an unknown number of years, and it has not been broken even during the night of the Tianshu Mausoleum, so it must be something unusual.
At this moment, after all, it still couldn't resist the cutting of the space, so it broke.
However, the black hole vortex formed by the falling star stone was also cut in half by this strange string, and then quickly faded away.
The other kind of red fist has come to the front of the little red flower, directly blasted through the remaining black hole vortex, and arrived in front of Chen Changsheng!
What kind of a fist is this, it actually contains such terrifying power, it can directly break through the space barrier formed by the state religion treasure!
A phoenix cry sounded, and the light and shadow of the green tree appeared in the void.
The white vegetarian clothes were light and fluffy, Xu Yourong untied the bow, held it in his hand, and turned it into a tong palace.
However, the other kind of red fist came too fast, Tong Gong was blown apart before it took shape!
A stream of blood overflowed from the corner of Xu Yourong's lips, already injured.
Bie Yanghong's expression remained unchanged, and he continued to move forward!
Looking at the fist that was getting closer and closer to his eyes, Chen Changsheng remembered that night in Tianshu Mausoleum.
That night, Bian Yanghong was seriously injured by the fist of the Holy Empress Tianhai.
Only at this time did he realize that after being seriously injured, Bian Yanghong had some insights because of this, no longer tied his mind to external things, but learned to concentrate the world on himself!
The distinctively red fist actually resembled the fist of the Empress Tianhai!
Compared with that night, he is now on a higher level in terms of realm and combat power!
In the past, he was already an extremely powerful expert in the sacred field, but now he can become even stronger. How can he deal with this
What Bian Yanghong said was not wrong. Although Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong's talents were astonishing, after all, today was the first time they used the combined swordsmanship, and they couldn't be perfect.
At this moment, no matter whether it was the Hebi swordsmanship, the state religion's treasure, or Xu Yourong, they could no longer help Chen Changsheng.
Now he can only receive the punch that is so red with his own strength.
How to pick it up
Chen Changsheng also used fists.
A moment ago, he returned his sword to the front, and uttered the sound of heaven.
At this moment, he guarded each other with a horizontal sword, which was a stupid sword.
Then he clenched his left fist and threw it at the other red fist.
The fist pierced through the air, whistling and screaming, and the five stone beads on the wrist kept trembling, appearing extremely heavy.
An indescribable loud noise resounded through the cliff, reaching tens of miles away.
The fishermen on the Tongjiang fishing boat who hadn't had time to get up turned pale and kept kowtowing, begging for the thunder to stay away.
The movement on the cliff floor was naturally even greater.
The collision of the two huge forces directly caused the ground to sink a few feet downward. Just as a semicircular air mask appeared, it broke open immediately, releasing countless air waves.
The gust of wind howled, and even though the ascetics nearby had already fled away, they were still affected and knocked to the ground.
In the air waves gushing all around, one could see a figure sweeping back at high speed, and then fell heavily in the middle of the cliff flat hundreds of feet away.
A deep trench appeared on the ground of the cliff flat, as if it had been plowed out.
Chen Changsheng stood at the end of this ditch, his face was pale and his expression was slightly bewildered, as if he had suffered a serious injury.
The smoke and dust fell slightly, Bie Changhong retracted his fist and returned, making a gesture to plunder, suddenly stopped, swung his right hand, and sent an arrow flying from nowhere.
I saw Xu Yourong wearing white sacrificial attire, holding a tung bow, black hair fluttering slightly, and more than a dozen sycamore arrows hanging quietly in the air, ready to be fired at any time.
This was the first time many people saw Xu Yourong like this.
Only few people know that this is Xu Yourong's strongest method.
If Bie Yanghong insisted on chasing Chen Changsheng away, she would definitely attack like a torrential rain with countless arrows on her back.
Even if he is a strong person in the sacred domain, he still has to consider whether it is worthwhile to do so.