Chapter 201: Christie's Puppet Dance 7

At this moment, Ge Sheng also slowly drew out his Heavenly Dao Sword.

Compared with the two girls in front of him, Ge Sheng's own Heavenly Dao Sword is the most unsurprising, even if it is said that his own Heavenly Dao Sword was taught by Xia himself, in terms of legitimacy, it is not the same as those two stealing scholars who are on the battlefield, but most of the things that Ge Sheng can do, those two can do, and most of the things that those two can do, Ge Sheng's own can't do.

For example, Ge Sheng's sword can never compare to Xingxi's absolute awe-inspiring, not only the realm, the Heavenly Dao Sword realm is not the decisive factor, otherwise Ge Sheng would not be able to open the Nine Treasure Lotus Lantern with one finger when he was ten years old, but Ge Sheng will never be able to do the clean and cold killing intent of Xingxi, as clear and cold as ice water that has just melted in early spring.

In the same way, Ge Sheng can't do it as freely as Ao Xuehua, what the Heavenly Dao Sword was like when he learned it from Xia, and it is still like this in Ge Sheng's hands, he just drew out a "chivalrous" Heavenly Dao Sword according to the guidance of Xia at that time, and he couldn't make all kinds of transformations to such a sword intent like Ao Xuehua to create his own Heavenly Dao Sword.

But Ge Sheng's sword also has a place that Xingxi and Ao Xuehua can never reach, and in the simplest terms, only his sword is the Heavenly Dao Sword.

Xia made a long selection and wait for this predetermined heir, whether Ge Sheng's father Ge Qiu was the candidate chosen by Xia or not, but Ge Qiu was dead.

At least one thing is certain, whether or not to use the Heavenly Dao Sword is not the only criterion for Xia to choose a successor, because on this proposition, the answers of Ao Xuehua and Xingxi on the answer sheet so far are far better than Ge Sheng.

But only Ge Sheng's Heavenly Dao Sword allows Xia to be sure that this is the heir who can take over the sword in his hand.

It's like those questions that Xia was doing for Ge Sheng by the Holy Lake.

Knowing what you can't do is not wise.

Know what you can't do, but do it. Not wise, but brave.

For a long time, Ge Sheng has been doing such an unavoidable thing, just because he thinks in his heart that it is the right thing to do.

Heavenly Dao sword out.

Under the guidance of this girl who was not a saint but was like a saint, Xingxi drew the first sword, Ao Xuehua cut the second sword, and Ge Sheng made up the third sword.

It was impossible to happen, but at this moment, it happened.

Three swords in one.

In everyone's field of vision, Xingxi's first sword is connected to Ao Xuehua's second sword, and then Ge Sheng's third sword is supplemented, just like the blade of a sword, the sword grid and the hilt are perfectly fused together, the most indomitable and clean Xingxi Sword serves as the blade, and the most clever and varied Xuehua Sword is responsible for serving as a medium to perfectly connect the front and back, as for Ge Sheng's sword, the square and peaceful Heavenly Dao Sword is nothing more suitable for the end than him.

"Although I know that from now on you may never have the opportunity to practice this sword again, or in time, one of you may even be able to slash a sword like this one on your own." Christie's words slowly echoed in everyone's minds with a faint smile. "But I still like today's sword, this is the first sword that we can smash our fate together, and the first sword that can create miracles."

Christie's fingers held high in the sky slashed off.

"Here comes the sword."

The light that could not be seen at all burst out of the sky, piercing the entire snow curtain in front of him in an instant, and speeding towards the burning kingdom of God.

Everyone was looking at this sword, no one could have imagined that they would really be able to finally slash such a means comparable to that of a saint, although in the future, without Christie's help, such a seamless three-in-one sword will never be replicated, and even said that meeting Xingxi after walking out of the forest of death will definitely not be a side by side like today, but this is really a broken sword of fate that can pin all hopes.

The kingdom of God is shattered.

In front of this clear and clear and indifferent wave, the burning blue and white divine kingdom is slowly, inch by inch collapse and shatter, although obviously everyone knows that the speed of this sword is even comparable to the light band that swept through Liuhe of the ancient gods before, but I don't know why, in everyone's senses, this wave of light is like a boat slowly moving forward in a deep spring, cutting through the mirror-like turquoise lake along the way, leaving two trembling ripple tracks, slow, steady, but moving forward.

In front of this wave of light, the old god had real fear for the first time, and many of the previous attacks from the Friends Society at the end of the summer did make this powerful old god who had never been in battle since he was born feel real pain, but these are like you using a silver needle no more than a centimeter to stab a giant elephant three or four meters high, although you do make it irritated by you, but it always only sees you as an annoying ant, and never really looks at you at the same level.

It was only at this moment that the Old Gods truly felt the threat of death.

Almost at the same time, nine bands of light moved at the same time, six of which pulled the countless pieces of ice bricks that eventually linked them behind them and smashed them into the boat in the deep spring like rain at all costs, while the remaining three recklessly pounced on the people of the Late Summer Friends who had lost the protection of the snow curtain.

The old gods, who were really enraged and dominated by fear, finally no longer pity any of their own strength, and all the old gods have been imprinted from birth with a belief that all beings who want to die must be wiped out of this world with blood all over their bodies.

No exceptions.

It's just that Christie stood in front of the broken snow curtain without a hint of expression on her face.

Looking at the movements of those light bands, although she knew that once the light bands attacked, no one on her side would be able to catch up with their speed, let alone defend against their attacks, but what was there to worry about when they didn't need it in the first place.

A faint smile finally appeared at the corner of her mouth:

"Who told you that the saint left only one earring?"

Lan Che looked at her chest in disbelief, the sapphire pendant on her chest slowly shattered, and dazzling light burst out of it.

The second snow curtain condensed out of thin air, firmly blocking the three bands of light that were already ready to go out of the snow curtain.

On the other side of the snow curtain, the boat that had sailed out of the harbor passed through the calm waters, the water in front of it had slowly condensed into pale blue ice edges, and countless reefs had risen from the water, just waiting for it to throw itself into the net.

"I have a joke here, do you want to hear it?"

While everyone was still paying attention to whether that sword could penetrate the all-encompassing divine blockade of the ancient gods, Christie's voice rang out unhurriedly.

She didn't care if anyone wanted to hear her jokes, she just said it.

"When I was younger, I hated the walls and doors in my house, not only could I not see the outside at a glance, but I had to keep opening and closing the doors even when I was running."

"Until that day I was among the stars, looking at so many stone carvings and arches, including the false canopy overhead."

"I suddenly understood a truth, that is, there is no road in this world."

"I walked over, and a path appeared."

(End of chapter)