An indescribable feeling of dizziness hit him from the depths of his mind, Fang Chen shook his head fiercely, and then turned sharply to look at the city behind him

The shadow of the sword as pale as snow came into view, and the majestic momentum wrapped on it still made Fang Chen feel frightened even in the mountains miles away.

The young man, who was still a little dazed by what happened in a hurry, was stunned for a moment at first, and then his pupils shrank, and he ran towards the bottom of Shibayama Mountain like crazy.

It was only Fang Chen who could run out less than a hundred meters, and the snow-white sword shadow had already smashed down towards Frost Cold City, and the young man who was panting couldn't help but kneel on the ground when he saw this.

Knocking three heads heavily towards the Frost City, Fang Chen, who had been crawling and rolling in the dilapidated alley for more than ten years, familiarly cleaned up his emotions, wiped the corners of his eyes with sackcloth, and immediately ran towards the mountain in the clouds behind Chai Mountain according to the instructions of the blind man Uncle Chen.

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The snow-white sword shadow that covered the entire canopy above Frost City did not fall, but smashed down at an unexpected speed.

When the sword shadow and the city met, with the dilapidated alley as the center, within a radius of 100 zhang, several alleys turned into ruins in an instant, and on the fine and redundant cracks on the ground, no less than a hundred black-robed figures appeared on the neck, waist, and top of the head almost at the same time.

He was subsequently killed.

And in the depths of the dilapidated alley, in the only small courtyard with low earthen walls that was still intact, the blind old man held a snow-white long sword in his hand, slowly walked out of the courtyard gate step by step, pinned himself to the courtyard gate, and then raised his sword.

"Tut-tut, it is worthy of the Great Xia Sword Armor Chen Jiansheng fifteen years ago, even if he is injured by the Great Dao, he still has such a surging sword qi. ”

In the fine dust, where the tip of the blind old man's sword pointed, a gentle applause slowly sounded, and then the four black-robed figures surrounded the blind swordsman Chen Jiansheng in a closed circle.

"Nightfall?"

When the blind old man held the sword, the old man Chen Bo in the broken alley completely disappeared without a trace, and was replaced by a sword immortal who exuded a world-shattering sword aura.

As a result, the name that made the people of Great Xia fearful like tigers, but could stop children's night crying, was easily said by him.

"Nightfall, greedy wolf. ”

"Nightfall, seven kills. ”

"Nightfall, Tianfu. ”

"Nightfall, Giant Gate. ”

The blind old man Chen Jiansheng's words fell, and the black-robed people standing in his four directions did not hide their identities, but reported them together generously.

"Heh, I didn't expect that the night would look up to the old man so much, dealing with a person who was already dying, and dispatching a full four main stars.

But it's okay, back then, the four hundred and fifty-six members of the Fang family were wiped out overnight, and the old man was about to die, so it was good to take a few heads to the Eastern Wilderness to worship one or two before leaving. ”

Seeing that the four black-robed people reported their homes, Chen Jiansheng sneered twice, and then the snow-white long sword in his palm was raised to the four sides, and four snow-white sword qi that was particularly conspicuous in the twilight suddenly shot out.

"Senior Chen laughed, if the old-timer was still the sword armor of the world fifteen years ago, with your cultivation of taking half a step towards that realm, we are indeed not your opponent, but I have been injured for fifteen years, I don't know if Chen Jiansheng is still worthy of the honorific title of the four words of Heavenly Sword Immortal?"

The snow-white sword qi came towards him, and among the four black-robed figures, the black-robed man who lived in the north raised his hand at will, blasting the snow-white sword qi away invisibly, and then laughed a little playfully.

Beidou first.

It's the greedy wolf.

The four snow-white sword qi were shattered by the night star in a matter of moments, and Chen Jiansheng, who was already holding the sword, stopped speaking, Mai was windless in the air several feet above the Frost and Cold City, and the blind old man seemed to have returned to the eventful years of decades ago when the sword moved the world.

Decades have passed, and the sword immortals in the past are no longer romantic, but today, the Great Xia Sword Armor Chen Jiansheng prefers to use one enemy to four and punish the four main stars.

The last wisp of twilight dissipated from the sky, and the moment the day and night were subverted, the snow-white long sword in Jian Chen's hand suddenly sounded with a sword sound that shook the heavens and the earth.

Suddenly, I don't know whether it was a person holding a sword, or a sword carrying a person, the figure of Chen Jiansheng, who was still in the sky above the Broken Alley, disappeared suddenly, and in the next moment, the snow-white long sword had already appeared ten zhang south of the Broken Alley.

Knock back the Night's Gate.

There are no words.

The night giant gate holding the pitch-black long stick laughed fiercely, opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of reverse blood at will, and then with a wave of the long stick, he went straight towards Chen Jiansheng to kill.

The snow-white long sword and the pitch-black long stick intersected in the night sky, and under the bright moonlight, a sword ray that was far brighter than the moonlight was slashed, and the billowing sword qi scattered.

The giant gate star retreated again.

This was followed by a knife, a halberd, and a folding fan from three directions.

As a sharp weapon for the Great Xia Dynasty to monitor the Quartet, the fourteen main stars of the night have cooperated for many years, and the tacit understanding between them has long been needless to say, as soon as the giant gate star retreated, the greedy wolf folding fan was already three feet close to Chen Jiansheng's side.

The snow-white sword body slammed behind him, the sword armor of the world fifteen years ago, even if he was injured, even if he was old, he was still a tiger that made people's hearts palpitate.

The sword body and the folding fan met, Chen Jiansheng and the greedy wolf each retreated a few steps, and then killed from both sides at the same time with a knife and a halberd.

When Kong only heard a sneer, the word sword armor refers to only one meaning, the first kendo in the world.

Chen Jiansheng, who was holding the snow-white sword body in his right hand, raised his left hand, and the moment he bent his fingers into a grip, in the only intact earthen walled courtyard in the dilapidated alley, the pitch-black wooden box that was originally used to carry the long sword suddenly appeared, and then the black wooden long box turned into an ink-colored long sword.

One sword turned into two swords, and it was still like an arm command to Chen Jiansheng, who was holding the sword, but the seven kills and Tianfu that the tip of the sword was directed towards were pupils shrunk at the same time.

The snow-white sword repels the broadsword, and the ink-colored longsword also faces the halberd.

Two more thunderous roars resounded through the sky from above the Frost Cold City, and the rolling waves scattered, but the giant gate that had already retreated had already smashed down from the top of Chen Jiansheng's head.

The black and white long sword lay across his chest, and the pitch-black long stick came into view, but Chen Jiansheng, who had no time to resist, did not have the slightest panic in his eyes, and the ink-colored long sword in his left hand was casually handed upward.

The giant gate, which still had the slightest trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, saw that Chen Jiansheng hurriedly slashed a sword, and a little joy passed by in his pupils, and the tip of his tongue subconsciously licked his lips, and the hands holding the stick were even more bruised, and he burst out of thin air again.

The ink-colored long sword touched the pitch-black long sword, and the sword body that could still touch the Seven Killing Halberds was like frost and snow at this moment, melting inch by inch under the attack of the black long stick.

The corners of Jumen's mouth smiled even more, but Chen Jiansheng still looked calm.

When the ink-colored long sword dissolved to the hilt, the intoxicating scene of the long stick smashing Chen Jiansheng's head already appeared in the eyes of the giant gate, and it was only at this moment that the greedy wolf who had already held the fan and pounced on Chen Jiansheng within three zhang suddenly exclaimed.

"Giant Gate, be careful!"

The smile on the corner of the giant gate's mouth disappeared, the fourteen main stars had absolute trust in each other in the summer night, and when they heard the reminder of the greedy wolf, the giant gate lowered its head, and happened to see the slightest smile on the corner of Chen Jiansheng's mouth.

It was also at this time that the giant gate discovered that the pitch-black long sword that was shattered by the long stick had not left the slightest trace between the two, there were no sawdust, but there was an imperceptible sword qi.

In the dilapidated alley of Frost City, the blind old man Chen Jiansheng has been hiding his sword in an ink-colored long box for fifteen years, which is both a hidden sword and a sword, so when the snow-white long sword is unsheathed, the sword armor and sword qi that has been suppressed in the ink-colored sword box for fifteen years also awakens at the same time.

Hidden in a crate.

It is also in the inky sword.

When the ink-colored long sword shattered inch by inch, within the ensuing meticulous sword qi, it was impossible for the wooden box wooden sword that had lost the blessing of sword qi to leave the slightest trace.

And the reason why the giant gate didn't notice it was because these sword qi were deliberately suppressed by the sword armor Chen Jiansheng in the world, and slowly drilled into the arms of the giant gate's holding stick.

Just wait for this time, ten thousand swords are fired together.

The moment the greedy wolf's voice fell, the giant gate, which had already sensed that something was wrong, was ready to give up the great opportunity to smash Chen Jiansheng's head and retreat, but it was too late.

The strength of the pitch-black long stick had not yet been removed, and there were bursts of terrifying pain suddenly coming out of the arms of the giant gate, and at the same time that the smile at the corner of Chen Jiansheng's mouth became more and more obvious, the arms of the giant gate were like the ink-colored long sword of Fang Cai, and they exploded inch by inch, without any flesh and blood, and no white bones.

The pitch-black long stick that only stayed at the top of Chen Jiansheng's head was only half an inch away, and the giant gate whose arms had completely disappeared like this was gritting his teeth, roaring and raising his feet to kick at this sword armor in the world that had no sword immortal heroic righteousness.

The snow-white long sword in his right hand slashed the giant gate back with just a casual flick of his hand, and Chen Jiansheng turned around and smiled playfully at the greedy wolf.

There was silence.

The four main stars of the night gathered together again, but unlike Fang Cai's relaxed freehand, the eyes of the four people at this time were full of heaviness.

"Don't fight hard, Chen Jiansheng is injured, he can't fight for a long time, and after half a quarter at most, he is not your opponent. ”

A red flame suddenly appeared on the folding fan in his hand, and the greedy wolf frowned and looked at the giant gate, and after signaling Tianfu to feed him a medicine pill, he said to Seven Killings and Tianfu.

Hundreds of zhang away, Chen Jiansheng, who had been fighting fiercely, seemed to be in the middle of battle, and while the four main stars were talking at night, Chen Jiansheng, who only had a long sword left in his hand, had already been killed.

Although it is only a sword, for Chen Jiansheng, who is famous for his sword armor in the world, in this vast four fields, where is not a sword, and what is not a sword?

Holding the sword in an instant, Chen Jiansheng, who killed the three greedy wolves, waved his hands at the same time, and two dragon-like sword qi smashed down in the air.

For this sword armor in the world, his sword intent is so high and his sword qi is victorious, there is no need to deliberately rely on any sword moves, Chen Jiansheng's random moves and swords are the strongest swords in the world.

The sword qi smashed down, and among the four main stars of the night side by side, above the pu fan in the hand of the greedy wolf in the center, the red fire of the lotus suddenly roared, and the huge fire lotus actually stopped a sword qi.

On the side of the greedy wolf, Tianfu collected the knife and dodged behind the Seven Kills, closed his eyes, and then slapped the seal on the shoulder blades of the Seven Kills, under the secret technique of night, the Seven Kills held the halberd with both hands and snorted angrily, and then the halberd pulled out a half-moon arc in the air, and the halberd also smashed another sword qi like a dragon.

At this time, Chen Jiansheng, whose momentum and sword intent had already boiled to the peak, finally used the first sword move in the true sense of the night tonight.

On the stretching mound hundreds of zhang away from the frosty city, the sky suddenly darkened, and the cold wind could not tell whether it was from the sky or from the ground whimpering, and the snow fell on the horizon, and the frost was everywhere.

Sword armor in the world.

The Seven of the World's Swords.

Frost.