He folded his sleeves and looked at the smoke and snow on the bridge and the light in the snow, and said, "That's true." ”

Nor did anyone refute his words. If Chen Changsheng's kendo cultivation was shocking to the people, Xu Yourong's realm level was so shocking that people were speechless, just like what Tang Thirty-six said to Chen Changsheng in the Li Ziyuan Inn back then, she always made people speechless.

Since the start of the war, Xu Yourong has always calmly controlled the situation on the bridge, Chen Changsheng's sword has risen from the wind and rain, it seems to be strong, but after all, it is passively broken, if Chen Changsheng is already incredibly strong, then Xu Yourong, who is still calm as before at this time, how strong is Cheng Dù?

The sword intent invaded the stone bridge, the sword momentum crushed the formation, the smoke and snow flew together with the rain and fog, and the light and the flowing water confronted each other.

The people on both sides of the Luoshui River can only see the beautiful pictures of rain and snow and the faint fabulous scene of fighting, and they can't understand the meaning, and they keep cheering and exclaiming, but the people on the big boat are getting quieter and quieter, especially the big people on the bow of the boat.

Because they see perfection.

The stone bridge is between heaven and earth, the light travels between heaven and earth, and all the swordsmanship between heaven and earth seems to appear on the stone bridge.

The realm of Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong is not a super-first-class master in today's world, that is, there are at least ten people on the big ship who can easily defeat them, but their perception ability and kendo cultivation in this battle can be said to be almost perfect, which means that they have unimaginable potential, as long as there are no major accidents, these people on the bow of the ship will definitely be surpassed by them one by one. The youngest Southern saint and the future Pope are truly extraordinary.

Xue He didn't know when he had already walked to the front of the bow of the boat, looking at the battle picture on the bridge, his feelings were becoming more and more complicated, the hand stroking the broken arm had already fallen, and he held the hilt of the knife that did not exist in the light snow, as if he wanted to participate in this battle. Suddenly, his expression changed slightly, because he vaguely caught some familiar flavors in the extremely complex sword marks in the smoke, snow, rain and fog, it was not the smell of the sword, but the smell of the knife, what was going on?

Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong were obviously using swords, but why did they have the sword intent to break through the bridge? That sword intent was still so high and dangerous! Xue He suddenly remembered that Chen Changsheng was using Wang Po's sword path, thinking that he understood the truth, so he didn't think about it anymore, and continued to immerse himself in this battle, trying to gain more understanding.

Chen Changsheng, who was standing on the bridge, didn't feel the sword intent, firstly, the battle situation was too tense and difficult to be distracted, secondly, because he was a person in the bureau, and more importantly, the sword intent that Xue He felt was not from the sword of him and Xu Yourong, but ...... When he and Xu Yourong's sword intent fused, some aftertaste splashed out.

If only he could find out the details, or he could figure something out.

It was a pity that he couldn't find that his sight and spirit all fell on the ten thousand rays of light in the smoke and snow, his divine consciousness was running at high speed, constantly calculating and deducing, and the wisdom sword kept slashing out, resisting the terrifying Great Light Sword behind that line in advance.

He didn't know how many swords he had used, he only knew that he hadn't been able to learn all the swordsmanship in heaven and earth, and it was very hard, the burning sword that could only be used a few times when he was in Xunyang City had been used at least dozens of times today, and the number of true yuan provided by the burning snowfield had long been exhausted, and at this time it was completely supported by the lake outside the secluded mansion.

But he wasn't worried, because it turned out that his preparation in the past seven days had been useful, Xu Yourong unexpectedly learned the Great Bright Sword, that sacred and solemn, like the sea and like dewdrops, had never been able to break through the line in the middle of the Nai He Bridge, and he believed that Xu Yourong would not be able to support it for too long.

When Xu Yourong's True Yuan could no longer support the Great Bright Sword, it was his chance to counterattack.

However, for some reason, there was a faint feeling in his heart that he didn't want to end here.

Because he was very happy at this time.

Although the Wisdom Sword kept squeezing the Divine Sense, the Burning Sword kept consuming the True Yuan, and the Stupid Sword kept grinding the spirit, he was still very happy.

It's like playing chess, and suddenly you meet an opponent with similar chess strength and good chess skills.

It's like drinking, and suddenly I meet a partner who drinks a similar amount and has a glass of wine that becomes a poem.

Or when he talks about the Tao, he meets a table mate who is amiable in speech and has no hateful face.

Looking at the bright figure of the girl in the smoke and snow, Chen Changsheng had this feeling.

He even felt as if he had returned to Zhou Yuan, talking to the girl in the Prairie Snow Temple.

Vividly.

Soundly.

Pleasant.

And calm.

He even felt that Xu Yourong in the smoke and snow should have the same thoughts as himself.

Yes, Xu Yourong also thinks so, of course, more clearly than he thinks.

Xu Yourong didn't think of any chess companions, and directly remembered the night in the Snow Temple.

For this battle of Nai He Bridge, he and she prepared for seven days.

More than 300 pieces of manuscript paper full of deduction and calculation handwriting, and seventeen star charts, are in the smoke, snow, rain and fog, and in the traces of sword intent.

They use it to play, talk, and fight.

It would be nice if it could go on like this, but it's not possible.

The snow is broken, the rain is gone, the surface of the stone bridge is broken into cobwebs, and the Luoshui under the bridge is covered with 10,000 scales.

Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong both came to the end of their respective paths.

The girl's figure had already emerged from the snow, very close to the line in the middle of the bridge, but her steps had become much heavier.

The changes in Chen Changsheng's swordsmanship also began to gradually become stagnant, no longer as agile as at the beginning, and even had a sense of unpredictability.

The smoke and snow fell suddenly, the rain and fog dispersed suddenly, but the bridge was inexplicably clear.

The two figures met on the bridge.

If a game of chess is left, only the last two hands are left, and the winner must be divided in the end.

Like a table of wine residues, there are some small yellow flowers falling between the wolf's bowl dishes, which is better than killing.

In the wind and snow, people go to the temple empty, and only the ashes in front of the statue still have some residual warmth.

The white veil fluttered lightly, and Xu Yourong's eyes were divine and bright, like those stars on the astrolabe.

Chen Changsheng held his sword lightly, and the blade of the sword passed through the falling snowflakes again, as if three hundred pieces of paper were flying in the small building of the National Education Academy.

Xu Yourong floated up, as if a god had descended into the world, and a sword held the light, stabbing Chen Changsheng directly.

Wisdom sword, slash.

Zhai sword, broken.

It was at this time that something happened that no one expected.

Chen Changsheng was originally holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, but at this time, he suddenly let go of his left hand and stretched out to the sword that broke through the snow.

What does he want to do? Even if his body has been bathed in dragon blood, it is comparable to the most perfect marrow washing, but after all, it is still flesh and blood, how can it withstand the edge of the Zhai sword, not to mention that at this time, Xu Yourong's Tianfeng Zhenyuan is attached to the Zhai sword, and it comes with infinite light, even if it is a great powerhouse of Mao Qiuyu's level, he is afraid that he will not dare to take it with one hand!

Chen Changsheng's movements were very casual and natural, like reaching for a bookshelf to pick up a book.

Of course, he didn't rely on his left hand to resist the sword.

He just wanted to make contact with this sword.

In addition to the snow sky and the light on the sword, there was a faint connection between his fingers.

Zhai Jian was originally brought out by him from Zhou Yuan!

He was very familiar with Zhai Jian's sword intent, how could Zhai Jian not recognize his breath?

The sword pool in Zhou Yuan is in the world, and ten thousand old swords are fighting with him, including Zhai Jian, all these swords are his partners, his comrades, on the battlefield, how can his comrades shoot swords at you? At the moment of life and death, how can your partners not hear your voice of help?

However, there was an unimaginable breath fluctuation on the bridge!

Zhai Jian trembled violently in the snowy air, and then flew towards Chen Changsheng at a rapid speed.

It's flying, not stabbing, because no more hostility, no more killing intent!

The Great Bright Sword suddenly dissolved!

However, something even more shocking happened-Xu Yourong seemed to have already calculated this scene!

She still held the sword in her right hand, and took advantage of the momentum to move forward, dancing in the snow sky in her white skirt, her figure turned into blood, and she came directly in front of Chen Changsheng. If it weren't for Chen Changsheng using his divine sense to shake the Zhai Sword at the last moment, no matter how fast Xu Yourong's body technique was, it would not be possible to break through his Innocent Sword so quickly!

Chen Changsheng counted seven days.

She also counted him for seven days.

There was a soft pop.

Either because he came too late to control Zhai Jian, or because Xu Yourong was a saint after all, and it had only been seven days since he reunited with Zhai Jian, but his control of Zhai Jian was more powerful than Chen Changsheng thought, or because something happened that neither of them had figured out.

The sword stabbed into Chen Changsheng's left shoulder, and a stream of blood rushed out.

Then, the sword fell into his hands.

The wind and snow fluttered gently again, making a whistling sound, as if the heavens and the earth felt a little surprised.

I don't know why, Chen Changsheng's movements were a little sluggish, and the innocent sword in his right hand was originally so wonderful that there were traces of some deviations.

A wisp of wind rose, Xu Yourong stretched out his slender index finger, and it seemed to be slow but actually extremely fast to the center of Chen Changsheng's eyebrows.

If it was an ordinary finger, it would not be able to threaten Chen Changsheng's life at all, although his body bathed in dragon blood could not resist the famous sword on the list of hundred weapons, but it would not be broken by a slender finger, but for some reason, he suddenly felt a great sense of danger in his heart, and even felt that his life was about to be lost.

Xu Yourong's fingertips shone with a little light, like fireflies, but there seemed to be infinite energy inside.

No one can be faster than this finger of hers.

In at least the few battles that have taken place, no one but Nanke has been able to match the speed of her finger.

Since the beginning of the war, she has never spread the wings of the phoenix, because she does not need to.

There are no colorful phoenix wings, and there is a little bit of wisdom in the heart.

This is the Finger of the Spirit!

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(The next chapter is divided into winners and losers, and the next chapter is in the evening, about 8:20 round.) ）R1148