From the street to the wall, there is only a distance of more than ten zhang.

I wanted to get there, but it was so difficult.

If it's hard to walk through, burn it.

A straight line of fire suddenly appeared, and the fire was raging, melting all the wind and snow, turning it into steam, and then turning it into green smoke.

At the forefront of this line of fire is Chen Changsheng, to be more precise, this line of fire originally originated from the sword in his hand.

This is the second sword that Su Li taught him-Burning Sword.

Xiao De's realm is extremely high, and his combat experience is incomparably rich, and he was still a little caught off guard by Chen Changsheng's sword.

This sword uses the sword intent of the last style of the Lishan Law Sword, which is too resolute and too reckless.

Xiao De didn't expect that Chen Changsheng would use this kind of powerful sword that would hurt both sides in the first move.

And this is something that Chen Changsheng has already thought about in advance.

He is now true and strong, and his divine sense is stable, but there is still an insurmountable distance compared to the real powerhouse at the top of the free list.

If he wants to defeat these strong people, he needs to take them by surprise and use his unknown abilities to the extreme - because his unknown abilities and tactics, as long as they appear, they will never be effective against these strong people in the future.

This means that he can only use the same tactics once.

In the National Religious Academy, he defeated Old Man Lin with black stones and a thousand swords, but he couldn't use the same method to defeat other powerhouses of the same level.

He knew that if he wanted to kill Zhou Tong, he would definitely have to face a lot of real powerhouses, so these days, he has done a lot of deductions and designed a lot of plans to simulate the battle against Xiao De, Xiao Zhang, Zhou Tong, Zhongshan Wang, and Xiang Wang......

He even considered what he should do to find a glimmer of opportunity if he wanted to fight Wang Po.

A person who likes to read, think, take notes, and solve problems will always be better prepared than his opponent and will often achieve a lot of incredible victories.

Wang Zhice did not start practicing until he was middle-aged, why did he rarely fail since he stepped onto the stage of history?

Why did everyone think that when Gou Hanshi was still in the Netherworld, he could break through the realm and win the stars?

Chen Changsheng is also such a person.

So he also succeeded.

The success mentioned here does not mean that he defeated Xiaode, but that he incorporated this battle into his own deduction.

As the strongest of the younger generation of the demon clan, Xiao De's reaction speed was extremely fast, and it seemed extremely correct at the time.

When Chen Changsheng's sword came to him with resolute intent, his left hand broke through the snow and grabbed it directly.

His physical strength was stronger than that of iron stone, and ordinary weapons, cultivators below the Gathering Star Middle Realm, could not cause him any harm at all.

However, he didn't know that Chen Changsheng's sword was sharper than the one described on the Hundred Weapons List, and Chen Changsheng's sword dao and the number of true yuan far exceeded that of ordinary Gathering Star Lower Realm cultivators.

With a soft snort, the dagger sliced through his palm like a piece of cardboard cutting through a mud cake, and then sank into his body.

A furious shout burst out of his lips.

Even then, he thought he had the right reaction.

- Although Chen Changsheng's sword pierced his chest and abdomen through his hand, he could not leave again, at least at this moment.

When his fist fell, he would definitely be able to smash Chen Changsheng's face into mud.

Chen Changsheng really couldn't avoid it, let alone leave, even if he threw away the short sword in his hand, even if he used Ye Zhibu.

Because he went too fast, his momentum was exhausted, and since he was firmly moving forward, how could he retreat, it looked like he was sending Xiaode's fist to him.

However, Xiaode's fist failed to land on his face.

An old-fashioned paper umbrella was propped open in his left hand, and the surface of the umbrella stretched out like real lightning, covering his body.

Xiaode's fist landed on the surface of the umbrella.

An extremely dull crashing sound sounded!

The surface of the umbrella is deeply sunken, but it is not broken.

The unimaginable majestic power was transmitted from Xiaode's fist to the yellow paper umbrella, and then to Chen Changsheng's body.

The hedging of this kind of power can't be tricked in the slightest, it's all the manifestation of the true realm, Chen Changsheng couldn't bear this huge force, and took a step back.

With a snap, the ice and snow shattered beneath his feet, as did the street below.

A mouthful of blood rushed up his throat, a little sweet.

It turns out that one step is not enough.

He took another step back.

Still not enough.

The power coming from the yellow paper umbrella was so terrifying, so domineering.

He continued to step back, the soles of his boots off the ground, like a stone, breaking through the air.

......

......

Xiaode's fist seems simple, but it hides his life's cultivation and hard practice.

The full force of the powerhouse on the free list, how terrible it should be.

Chen Changsheng was directly blasted away, and his speed was not even a few points slower than when he used the Burning Sword to move forward.

Fortunately, he was shocked too fast, so he narrowly avoided the more than ten fierce sword intents.

At least the key points were avoided, but there were a few tears left in the clothes.

He landed on the snow and was already on the other side of the street.

His body shook, as if he was going to fall down in the next moment.

Determined to move all the way forward, the first day of the first hand, with a burning sword surprise attack, but unable to win, forced to retreat one step, two steps, until dozens of steps.

This is a huge setback for anyone.

But Chen Changsheng doesn't think so.

Xiao De didn't think so either, he vaguely felt that Chen Changsheng did it on purpose.

He was able to avoid the attacks of more than ten sword intents, not because he was lucky, but because he had deduced and calculated them in advance.

This feeling made Xiaode very unpleasant.

The unpleasantness intensified when he felt a deep pain in his chest and abdomen.

With a roar, he rushed into the street with the wind and snow.

However, he pounced on the air.

Blazing light emanated from the Unsullied Sword, and the violent sword intent permeated the entire street.

Chen Changsheng cast the Burning Sword again, and at the same time, he used Ye Zhibu.

This time, instead of moving forward as bravely as before, he broke through the wind and snow falling from the sky and swept diagonally forward.

Like a light smoke, or lightning.

There was also a wall there, and behind the wall it was not the bald branches of the begonia tree, not the courtyard, I don't know where.

Chen Changsheng smashed through the wall and broke in.

Immediately afterward, the sound of the wall being smashed rang out between the buildings on the side of the long street.

There were a lot of courtyard houses here, and none of them were the places he was going to go.

But the buildings are separated by walls, and as long as he keeps breaking through those walls, he will always break into where he is going.

The courtyard with a begonia tree.

What's more, he always knew where that courtyard was, and he never missed the way.

Going back, or taking a detour, sometimes doesn't mean giving up, but moving forward in another way.

Chen Changsheng thinks so and does so.

The stars always have mercy on those young people who are prepared and courageous.

Once again, he succeeded.

The begonia tree came into his eyes, followed by a sword shadow.

The assassin's sleeve flashed with star chips, and it turned out to be another Star Gathering Realm, presumably also from the Heavenly Machine Pavilion.

In the face of such a sinister and terrifying sword, Chen Changsheng did not stop, and his speed did not decrease by a point.

With a buzz, the yellow paper umbrella opened, blocking the falling debris from the begonia tree and the sword.

Sword intent escaped a little from the edge of the umbrella, tearing the clothes off his shoulders.

A sword light lit up from his hand, and through the cover of the yellow paper umbrella, it cut a deep bloody wound under the assassin's throat.

The assassin of the Heavenly Machine Pavilion clutched his throat and fell.

The Assassin may have killed many celebrities in the past, and it would be shocking to know his true identity.

However, Chen Changsheng didn't look at him and continued to rush forward.

Not because he was acquainted with the greatest assassin in the world, as well as the third greatest assassin.

It's because what he needs most now is time.

Xiaode should be able to catch up soon.

Xiao Zhang didn't know when he would appear.

Those masters could re-encircle the courtyard at any moment.

The most important thing is, how long can Wang Po drag Tieshu on the street?

He didn't know.

The begonia tree is shaking, no leaves falling, only two or three broken branches falling.

In the alley outside the courtyard, Xiao De's angry howl sounded.

Dozens of powerful auras were rapidly approaching from all directions.

Chen Changsheng had already come to the stone steps.

There is a Taishi chair above.

There was a man sitting in the chair.

The man was dressed in crimson official robes.

Like in a sea of blood.

It was Zhou Tong.