On the grassland, I don't know when it rains again.

Teng Xiaoming looked at Zhang Liang, his eyes slightly condensed.

Although he is the twenty-fourth demon general, his ranking is lower than that of Liu Xiaowan, the wife of the twenty-three demon generals, but his strength is the strongest one in the field.

"Your strength is very strong, we all underestimated you!"

Teng Xiaoming waved the iron rod in his hand that served as a flat burden, and said with a very serious expression.

Liu Xiaowan's expression was slightly condensed, she naturally believed the other party's words, the duel just now had already explained everything.

"It's overrated. ”

Zhang Liang looked at Teng Xiaoming calmly, and said in his heart that the other party was just worthy of being a powerful demon general, and the power of the stick just now was extremely great.

On the other side, Nanke had already swung his sword and slashed at Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong.

The dark green wings spread out in the wind behind Nanke, and there was a soft buzzing sound, which meant that the air was rapidly deforming and being shaken apart.

Just as Xu Yourong was about to make a move, a figure had already taken a step forward and blocked in front of her.

Nanke's petite body disappeared from the spot in an instant, and the next moment he came to Chen Changsheng's side and glanced at him indifferently.

Bite off more than one can chew!

Even if you are Xu Yourong's fiancé, you can't help yourself.

The sword falls.

Sword Block.

Chen Changsheng's short sword swung up, and a force that could be called majestic and unbearable for him passed down the sword body to his shoulder.

He was directly shocked by Nanke's sword and flew out, turned into a streamer and swept backwards, accompanied by a dull crashing sound, and fell heavily on the stone door of the mausoleum.

Smoke and dust spewed out along the cracks in the door and the gap between the stone door and the ground, spreading over the stone platform, making the picture a little blurry.

The dust settled.

Chen Changsheng stood up with some difficulty, Nanke's blow almost seriously injured him, if he hadn't been bathed in dragon blood, maybe his shoulder would have been broken.

Xu Yourong glanced at Chen Changsheng, a little surprised, at this time, she took out the sycamore, and a sound like a piano sounded.

An arrow shook and shot towards Nanke.

A powerful aura erupted.

When Chen Changsheng saw this scene, he realized that this girl was so powerful.

The other side.

Teng Xiaoming had already jumped up again, and the iron rod in his hand was mixed with a breaking sound and smashed towards Zhang Liang.

At the same time, a black cloud struck, which was Liu Xiaowan's pot.

The two demon generals joined forces, and Zhang Liang's situation was naturally very dangerous.

However, he did not panic, but slashed diagonally with his long sword, and a snowy scene appeared on the Shinto.

The sword is like snow.

Snow is the snow that stepped on the snow Xunmei.

The sword intent comprehended from Xun Mei appeared, and the wind and snow covered the black cloud.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Liang swung his sword like a knife, slashed horizontally, and slashed fiercely at the figure behind the iron rod.

This knife is the knife broken by King Tianliang.

Teng Xiaoming hurriedly retreated, and the iron rod was forcibly withdrawn, blocking the sword-like sword.

The snow of Xunmei.

Wang Po's knife,

Zhang Liang's sword.

What seems to have no intersection at all, but miraculously appears in the same person.

Teng Xiaoming was puzzled.

Liu Xiaowan almost exclaimed in surprise, wondering why the snow was so tenacious and unyielding.

After the husband and wife glanced at each other, they struck again, whether it was the snow or the sword-like sword, it had to be broken.

Chen Changsheng came to Zhang Liang's side at some point and held up an umbrella.

The yellow paper umbrella covered the snow, blocked the sword, and separated the pot from the stick.

Zhang Liang glanced at Chen Changsheng, who was supporting his body with a short sword, and couldn't help but smile.

Sure enough, the other party would not watch him and Xu Yourong face each other.

The yellow paper umbrella was put away, revealing the faces of Teng Xiaoming and Liu Xiaowan.

"One for one person?"

Zhang Liang glanced at Chen Changsheng.

"They are not goods, where can they be distributed like this?"

Chen Changsheng couldn't help but shake his head, but his eyes still fell on Teng Xiaoming's body.

Zhang Liang was not surprised by Chen Changsheng's choice, he looked at Liu Xiaowan, and the sword in his hand became a sword again.

This time, it's a sword move, and the sunset hangs.

Liu Xiaowan raised the pot in her hand, like a dark night, drowning the sunset.

Teng Xiaoming knew Chen Changsheng's identity, although he admired this young man very much, but he was not stingy between his shots.

The iron rod was mixed with majestic power and smashed towards Chen Changsheng.

If only there was a heavy sword.

Chen Changsheng thought so.

So, a black thing broke through the rainstorm and came to Chen Changsheng's body, and then stood still.

It was a sword, dark and made of unknown materials, there was no pattern on the sword, it was not smooth, it looked extremely rough, and it didn't even have a blade, as if it hadn't finished casting.

In short, this iron sword has no features, it does not exude any surprisingly powerful aura, it is just wide, straight, long, thick, and black, so it looks heavy.

So, Chen Changsheng withdrew his short sword and easily grasped the iron sword.

This process may seem slow, but it is actually a matter of lightning.

Iron swords meet iron rods.

There was a brief silence, and then a continuous blast of wind and thunder.

The rain was shattered and turned into thousands of water arrows, shooting out in a circle in all directions, and countless deep holes were punched into the cliff wall in front of the main entrance of the mausoleum.

The powerful demon general Teng Xiaoming was directly shocked back more than a hundred zhang and fell heavily into the rain.

He kept vomiting blood, and the iron rod in his hand was bent at an extremely exaggerated angle.

On the other hand, Chen Changsheng did not retreat.

Zhang Liang glanced at Chen Changsheng and knew that the other party's performance time was up.

"Please start your show!"

Zhang Liang said silently in his heart.

Torrential rain continued to fall.

Teng Xiaoming stood up with difficulty, wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, and looked at the iron sword in Chen Changsheng's hand.

He was shocked and speechless, thinking to himself what kind of sword this was, how could it have such a terrifying weight, thunder-like power, unimaginable sword intent? Where did this iron sword come from? Why did it appear before the mausoleum?

In fact, Chen Changsheng thought of these questions for the first time.

However, when he actually got his hands on the sword, these problems were no longer a problem.

Because this sword is very famous, it is called the Mountain and Sea Sword.

Zhang Liang forced the black shadow back, glanced at the Mountain and Sea Sword in Chen Changsheng's hand, and said in his heart that this time it was the first to appear.

Xu Yourong and Nanke, although they were inseparable, also noticed this magical picture.

Who is this man?

Xu Yourong looked at Chen Changsheng, and he didn't know how many times this question appeared in his mind.

Liu Xiaowan walked in front of Teng Xiaoming, and the husband and wife looked at Zhang Liang and Chen Changsheng, and said in their hearts, Is this the future power of mankind, why is it so powerful now.

Zhang Liang took back the long sword, glanced at Chen Changsheng, and said, "I think I'm more suitable to be an audience at this moment." ”

After saying that, he really found a place to shelter from the rain and quietly watched the two sides of the battle.