The imperial city is built on the mountain, and its situation is extremely steep. The viewing platform is at the highest point, far away from the square in front of the imperial city. I don't know how many stone walls and rockeries have been crushed, but it is still some time before they hit the ground.
Hearing the rumbling sound, many people looked up, their faces suddenly turned pale, and they tried their best to avoid it, but there were crowds of people everywhere, and it was not so easy to retreat to a safe place in time , The screams, cursing, and crying made the venue extremely chaotic.
The sound of the collapse of the whale falling platform and the subsequent cries were also heard on the viewing platform.
Many ministers and demon generals were so shocked that their bodies became stiff and unable to react at all, and they were incapable of solving the upcoming tragedy.
Those real strong men who had time to react and have the ability to save those people did not react at all.
They were still staring at the cold cloud, watching the occasional flashing sword light, and focused to the extreme.
The giant boulder that fell from the Whale Falling Terrace would at most kill hundreds of people in front of the imperial city. To these big shots, it was not a big deal at all.
The outcome of this battle is the real big deal, because it will determine the life and death of millions of people.
Suddenly, those clear sword sounds disappeared, and the wind howled from all sides, and the cold clouds were blown away for a few minutes.
The group of swords flew from the depths of the cloud back to the surroundings of Chen Changsheng and Luoluo, vibrating slightly and humming.
Who won
Chen Changsheng's face was a little pale, and there was a very shallow wound behind his left ear. His hair was stuck with blood and stopped floating. With the reflection of the sky, it could be clearly seen that there were some black stains in the shallow and short wound. , It should be the crystallization of magic breath, but it is wrapped by something, and some crystals are shining.
The situation of the Demon Lord is even more embarrassing.
The golden ring that tied his hair was broken into more than ten pieces, and all the black hair was scattered, fluttering behind him.
There were five rips on his clothes, a straight line and extremely deep, one could tell it was a sword mark at a glance.
There is only blood overflowing from one sword mark, like a golden slurry, which is still extremely dazzling under the dim skylight.
The pear tree was cut into the tiniest pieces by Chen Changsheng's sword, and it was blown all over the ground by the wind. It was mixed with the dust and could no longer be seen.
Standing on the open ground, the Demon Lord's figure looked a bit desolate.
Could it be that Chen Changsheng really won
What kind of sword is he using
Watching the battle, the strong monster clansmen were shocked by this scene, and had countless thoughts in a short period of time.
Yes, Chen Changsheng won this battle.
If it wasn't for the unimaginable physical strength of the Demon Lord, it would have been cut in two by his Wugou sword at this time.
Of course, the Demon Lord's realm means are also really terrifying. The stormy group of swords failed to affect his vision in any way, and his decisiveness was so strong that he even took a huge risk to endure Chen Changsheng's first four attacks. With the sword, Chen Changsheng was also injured with a violent counterattack.
Don't underestimate the shallow wound on Chen Changsheng's neck, because the black stain in that wound is the purest crystallization of the devil's breath. Once it meets flesh and blood, it will spread rapidly, igniting the whole body like a spark. In this prairie, even the strong who have entered the sacred realm must leave immediately and find a way to remove these crystals of magic breath.
Chen Changsheng still had an insurmountable distance from the sacred realm, so logically speaking, he would undoubtedly die, but fortunately, he was originally an innocent body, and he had been bathed in dragon's blood. Countless holy light energies, mixed with Tianfeng's true blood, are just the means to suppress the Demon Lord.
The observation deck was extremely quiet, like a dead tomb, and the rumble and cries from below became clearer.
The monster clan powerhouses still ignored them, and just stared at Chen Changsheng and the Demon Lord in the field, shocked to the extreme, their emotions a little complicated, and their minds gradually changed.
Although the cold cloud covered the traces of the wind and rain swords and the peerless magic art, how could the powerful monster clan not perceive the thrill and fear in it
Chen Changsheng and Mo Jun are of course the strongest in the younger generation.
But the realm, cultivation, strength and everything they showed in this battle is still powerful beyond the imagination of the entire continent.
More importantly, this is a battle of historic significance.
Neither Chen Changsheng nor the devil have entered the sacred realm yet, but one is the emperor in the north of the continent, and the other is the pope of the human race. The entire continent firmly believes that as long as they are given enough time, they will definitely cross that realm. In other words, they are and will become true saints in the future.
They will be the rulers of this continent in the future, and their names will inevitably appear many times in the history books. When they were young, they fought a battle, and the result of this battle will definitely be in the future. For a hundred years, it has continuously affected the situation of the entire continent and rewritten history.
What's next
When the powerful monster clan saw Chen Changsheng raising the Wugou sword in his hand again, they couldn't help but feel a sudden chill.
Could it be that Chen Changsheng really wanted to keep using his sword until he killed the Demon Lord? Will history draw a rest here in advance
Seeing Chen Changsheng raise the sword in his hand again, Mo Jun's face turned pale, not because of fear, but because of anger.
He looked at Chen Changsheng with a murderous intent in his eyes, but also a tinge of hostility.
Before the battle started, he thought he could kill Chen Changsheng with his own abilities.
So he was not prepared to use his most powerful means.
Even with Starry Sky Kill, he still thinks that method is too dangerous and it is best not to use it.
What he didn't expect was that Chen Changsheng's sword practice had become so powerful in just a few dozen days.
Let alone killing the opponent, it is difficult to even defeat the opponent.
It made him feel very humiliated.
So he made a decision.
He grasped the cold, hard object in his sleeve.
Waiting for Chen Changsheng's sword to fall again.
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When the Demon Lord held the thing in his sleeve, no one noticed anything unusual in advance.
Only the clouds and mist that were reuniting in Baidi City suddenly accelerated.
The cracked boulder was still rolling down, and it was getting closer and closer to the ground. Countless monster people cried and cried, waiting powerlessly and desperately for the coming of death.
The devil waited for Chen Changsheng's sword to come.
Madam Mu's expression suddenly became serious.
I don't know if it's because the Demon Lord grabbed the thing in his sleeve, or...Chen Changsheng's sword didn't fall.
Yes, none of the people on the observation deck thought of that.
Accompanied by the swishing sound, countless swords flew out of the scabbard held by Chen Changsheng.
But those swords did not cut at the Demon Lord, but flew out of the viewing platform and disappeared into the clouds.
Those swords stirred up the clouds and mist, bringing out countless cloud threads, which looked a bit like fog.
But it was more like electricity, because those swords were so fast that the naked eye could only see the bright traces they left in the air.
Even those who saw this scene had some kind of illusion.
When these swords broke through the fog and entered, they had already arrived in front of the imperial city.
At that time, the boulder that fell from the sky was still tens of feet away from the ground.
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The crowd who were crying and screaming and running around gradually stopped.
Because they did not feel the shaking of the earth, did not hear the sound of the boulder falling.
It wasn't all quiet, but there were countless rattling sounds ringing out densely, right above their heads.
They looked into the sky, and their expressions became a little dazed.
They saw a very miraculous scene.
The boulder stopped, as if floating in the sky.
Countless swords slashed down towards the boulder like lightning, constantly making the sound of cutting hard objects.
Those swords are too fast, within a few breaths, they have penetrated countless back and forth.
Countless straight cracks appeared on the surface of the boulder, which became more and more dense, and then disintegrated.
Shouts of fear sounded again in front of the imperial city.
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Some of the populace were injured while taking cover and could no longer move, right below where the boulder was facing.
A noble lady from Shangcheng was extremely desperate, she kept crying, she looked very pitiful.
A bear coolie from Matsumachi reached out and hugged her into his arms, and then handed her strong back to the sky.
He had seriously injured his leg in order to throw the chef of the steamed stuffed bun shop out of the crowd just now, and it was too late to leave.
It's just that no matter how strong the back is, it can't bear the weight of the boulder.
Even if he held that noble girl in his arms, he would only be smashed into a pulp.
But at the last moment of life, to have a warm embrace, to feel kindness, to give kindness, is all comfort after all.
When she heard that terrible cry, the noble lady of the upper city knew that the boulder was about to fall, and her crying became louder.
The bear coolie hugged her tighter.
I don't know how long it took, those cries of fear suddenly turned into cries of ecstasy for the rest of the catastrophe.
The noble girl gradually stopped crying, and looked up to the sky with fear.
The boulder did not fall.
No gravel fell like a torrential rain.
Slowly falling stone powder.
Those stone powders are very fine, light and white.
It looked like snow.
The bear coolie helped her up.
The noble lady from Shangcheng was a little embarrassed.
In the falling stone snow, the two looked at each other.
Thinking of that intimate hug before, I can't help but feel a little embarrassed.
The lady from Shangcheng said softly, "Thank you."
The bear coolie scratched his head and said, "You're welcome."
The noble lady from Shangcheng looked into his eyes and said seriously: "I want to marry you."