Chen Changsheng's sword stabbed into Zhou Ziheng's chest with ease, as if there was no zài in that star field.

The people who understood what it meant to gather stars were very surprised and shocked.

Chen Changsheng himself was not surprised, he was very calm, just like Xue Xingchuan and those big people were shocked before, from beginning to end, the rhythm of this battle was under his control.

For human cultivators, being able to condense the star field can be said to be the most important process, only by successfully gathering stars and having an extremely strong defense can they fight on an equal footing with the demon powerhouses whose physical conditions can be called perfect, and the human world has even always had a deep-rooted view: cultivators with star fields are naturally invincible in front of cultivators without star fields. Therefore, when Zhou Ziheng formed a star field, everyone thought that Chen Changsheng must have lost, thinking that his continued sword was just a kind of spiritual self-comfort, just a random sword.

Zhou Ziheng also thinks so.

But Chen Changsheng never thought so, because his sword was self-taught, there had never been a law, and he never thought, or said, that a sword with a relatively low realm could not break the star field.

Later, he followed Su Li to learn swords, and there was no law, and even the first sword that Su Li taught him was how to break the star field of the powerhouse of the Gathering Star Realm.

This is naturally the first sword he left school with Su in the wilderness: Hui Jian.

In the early morning a few days ago, Tian Hague came to the door of the National Education College and scolded, and Zhou Ziheng stood silently by the wheelchair, and it was the same for the next few days.

Chen Changsheng didn't do anything, everyone thought he was patient, waiting for the palace to come forward, and later thought he was waiting for Tang Thirty-six to come out of the Heavenly Book Mausoleum.

Yes, he was waiting, but he was also preparing, especially after knowing that the two Templar Archbishops had once again brought up the matter of the Chambers of Martial Arts against the Anglican College.

He had been preparing for this sword for a long time, and he had a lot of information about this person. When the foul language in front of the National Education College continued, he read in the library building, and what he read was the history of the Zhichong Temple, the story of the ancestral hall, and the set of swordsmanship called the Lonely Boat Wind and Rain Sword. He knew Zhou Ziheng's life experience, and knew that this person was indifferent, greedy, selfish, and had a good reputation. He found Zhou Ziheng's seven battles, knew that this person had been seriously injured in the left shoulder once, and also knew that this person liked to eat crabs from Chenghu Tower the most.

Countless things about Zhou Ziheng are in Chen Changsheng's mind, and it can even be said that in some ways, he knows Zhou Ziheng better than Zhou Ziheng.

This information is summarized in his mind, and then he begins to sort it out, classify it, and then start calculating and deducing it.

He wanted to find the weakness in Zhou Ziheng's swordsmanship, and he had to find the weakness of Zhou Ziheng's star domain in advance.

The real star fields in the night sky are leaving room from time to time with movement, not to mention the human star fields. When he faced Xue He or Liang Hongxiang in the wilderness, when the sword general was in touch, he could find the weakness of the opponent's star field, this time he had deduced and calculated for so long in the National Education Academy, it was not surprising to break Zhou Ziheng's star field, and it was a really strange thing if he couldn't break it.

So he found it, and then broke it.

Huijian is not a sword, it is a combat method of calculation and deduction. From the silence in the early stage, to the sudden consent yesterday, to the previous stupid sword, until retreating in front of the stone steps, and then before the birdsong, there was a faint morning light, and before the swallow flew low, all this qiē is a wisdom sword.

The sword move he really used was the most common move in the national religion true sword, called Night Rain.

Zhou Ziheng's star field, its shape is gorgeous, but it is actually not solid.

This is the weakness that Chen Changsheng calculated.

As for the exact location, it is at his feet.

The sound of night rain annoyed a sword out, and the sword fell like rain, piercing Zhou Ziheng's green shirt under his knees, but it didn't enter his chest.

There was a pop, and blood shot out.

Zhou Ziheng's face was pale, and his eyes were full of horror and incredulity.

With a loud roar, he turned into a storm and retreated towards the depths of Baihua Alley.

Chen Changsheng's sword didn't completely sink into his chest, and he thought it was because the other party's True Yuan was not enough to have it.

Although he was already seriously injured, he still had the strength to fight, as long as he could get rid of Chen Changsheng's sword, he would have a chance to fight back.

The wind suddenly rose, and Zhou Ziheng was facing the danger of death, so he burst out with unimaginable energy, forcibly broke through the formation laid by the priest of the palace, and retreated to the street.

You must know that this place is more than 100 zhang away from the gate of the National Education College!

However, he still couldn't get rid of Chen Changsheng and the sword in his hand.

Zhou Ziheng suddenly thought that he had forgotten something.

Before this sword test, the Tianhai family prepared a lot of Chen Changsheng's information for him, although he only glanced at it casually because of his confidence, he also remembered that this young man didn't know why, but he actually learned the demon clan's Ye Zhibu. Although it is not a real, perfect yes step, it can already increase the speed of the opponent to a very terrifying Cheng dù.

If it was usual, even so, Zhou Ziheng would have countless ways to deal with it, but now, he was only concerned about retreating in a panic, where could he still think of this.

Zhou Ziheng is like a ship in the ocean, constantly rising and falling, retreating.

Chen Changsheng is like the sea water in the ocean, always following him, never leaving.

In a panicked shout, the crowd dispersed, and then retreated towards both ends of the long street.

When the wind was calm, Chen Changsheng and Zhou Ziheng stood in the middle of the street.

Several big men in the pergola let out their breath to avoid hedging the breath of this battle and hurting the common people.

But no.

Chen Changsheng's sword had already penetrated Zhou Ziheng's chest.

Blood dripped down the sword.

Xue Xingchuan, who saw this scene in the teahouse, was speechless again.

Zhou Ziheng's judgment was not wrong, the number of True Elements that Chen Changsheng could use was too small, so the sword momentum was not strong. Xue Xingchuan naturally understood this, so even if he had confirmed that Chen Changsheng's swordsmanship really came from that person, he didn't think that his sword could have much power after breaking through Zhou Ziheng's star field.

Chen Changsheng's sword once again overturned the so-called common sense, obviously not strong, but it easily penetrated Zhou Ziheng's body.

Why?

......

......

"It's not the kind of violent swordsmanship that burns the true element of life in Xunyang City. ”

On the other side of the street, in a dark carriage, an official jotted something down a piece of paper quickly.

Looking at the picture over there through the window, he thought about it for a while and continued to write a sentence on the paper.

"Maybe there's something weird about that sword. ”

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......

There was a small soft thud.

Chen Changsheng collected his sword.

Zhou Ziheng clutched his chest and sat down on the street.

There were already people from the Thirteenth Division of Qingyu waiting, and they hurriedly stepped forward to treat his injuries.

Zhou Ziheng was very painful and confused, looked at him and asked, "What is this...... What sword?"

The streets were quiet.

The crowd around them, the people under the pergola, and Xue Xingchuan in the teahouse were all waiting for Chen Changsheng's answer.

Chen Changsheng glanced at the sword in his hand, blood flowed down the sword body, leaving not a drop of residue, and the sword body became bright again, and it was spotless.

This short sword was given to him by Senior Brother Yu Ren, and now it contains the sword soul of Chen Xuanba's Dragon Yin Sword back then.

But he is not Chen Xuanba after all, he must have his own sword intent after all.

From Zhou Yuan to the Snow Field, from Xunyang City to Kyoto, his sword intent was finally completed.

Then this sword should have a name of its own.

Chen Changsheng thought for a while and said, "Just call it...... Be unsullied. ”

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(It's been a long time since I've had three shifts, I'm really not used to it, I'm tired, but fortunately, it's done, and I'll see you tomorrow.) ）