For the past two years, the rumor has been there, but no one believes it, so it is gradually forgotten.

Because that doesn't make sense.

No matter how high Chen Changsheng's kendo talent is, he must be reasonable.

Today they finally saw the picture in the legend, and only then did they know that the rumor turned out to be true.

It really doesn't make sense.

First of all, you have to have so many swords.

Secondly, your divine sense needs to be strong enough, powerful beyond imagination and incredibly stable, to be able to control so many swords. Moreover, it can't be a simple control, if you can only use your divine sense to control these swords to slash horizontally and stab, and you can't make more complex changes and respond in a more timely manner, it doesn't mean anything to them, the masters of the Star Gathering Realm, they can completely ignore it.

Yes, you have so many swords, and your divine sense is strong enough to control it as if you were holding it in your hand, but you still have to know so many swordsmanship.

These requirements are too high, and it stands to reason that no one under the stars can do it.

However, these conditions seem to be tailor-made for Chen Changsheng.

He has so many swords, he can control so many swords, or these swords are willing to obey his will, and then, he will have a lot of swordsmanship.

So Chen Changsheng was able to do this seemingly unreasonable thing.

As a result, for the masters of the imperial court, today's battle has become a very unreasonable thing.

Chen Changsheng only needed to control these sword moves in the snow sky at the same time, which was equivalent to dozens or even hundreds of Chen Changsheng swords.

How can this be fought?

Snowflakes fell from the sky and landed on Chen Changsheng's shoulders, painted with a thin layer of white.

At the same time, these snowflakes also fell on the hundreds of swords around him, making there many more white lines between heaven and earth.

He walked forward, and hundreds of swords in the air also moved forward, silently.

This picture looks very strange and makes people feel palpitated.

Hundreds of swords vibrated slightly in the wind and snow, there was no sound, only when an external force disturbed, it would hum.

Several sword lights illuminated the corner of the wind and snow very suddenly, and the crisp sword sound and the dull impact sound sounded almost simultaneously.

A streak of blood flew and fell on the snow.

A broken sword stabbed diagonally into the wall, and there was no shadow in the depths.

The sword light flickered, and then everything fell silent.

The two imperial court masters who tried to sneak attack failed to pass through the sword net made of these hundreds of swords, and one was injured and one retreated.

There are some traces left in the wind and snow, and you can vaguely see the big appearance of the evening clouds in the second style of the National Religion True Sword and the third style of Wenshui.

Chen Changsheng walked through this dilapidated courtyard, and hundreds of swords in the air also passed by, crossing the walls between the courtyards, like a stream of fish surging through stones.

There was a large tank in the courtyard over there, and there was some thin ice floating on the surface of the tank.

Chen Changsheng glanced over there.

Hundreds of swords swung with his gaze, aiming at the water tank.

Rubbing, rubbing, and countless shattering sounds sounded almost simultaneously, and the thin ice on the surface of the water tank was cut into countless pieces, and at the same time, the water tank itself was also turned into countless pieces.

With a thud, water poured out of the tank, washing the snow from the ground, and a bloodied assassin fell to the ground with it.

The assassin's body was covered with sword wounds and bleeding constantly, but he didn't seem to feel any pain, he just looked at Chen Changsheng in shock.

"Stand away!" shouted an official from the Clearance Division.

They are all masters of the Gathering Star Realm, and they are extremely experienced in combat, and people quickly react that as long as they keep enough distance, the threat of these swords will be weakened a lot.

Some people have even calculated the approximate safe distance, which should be about eight zhang.

Suddenly, there were countless sounds of breaking wind, and dozens of masters appeared, spreading out towards the surrounding courtyard, at least more than ten zhang between them and Chen Changsheng, but they did not leave.

Seeing this scene, Chen Changsheng's footsteps did not stagnate, continued to move forward, and soon returned to the courtyard of the North Terracotta Hutong.

The begonia tree in the courtyard no longer has a single leaf, stretching its bare branches in the snowy sky, and it does not occupy much space.

But when hundreds of swords come into the courtyard, the space here will seem a little cramped.

A broken branch is not a fallen leaf, and when it falls from the sky, it does not make a rustling sound.

The begonia tree, which had been moved from the mountains on the outskirts of Beijing for only a few days, quietly and silently decomposed into countless pieces of wood and turned into a pile of things on the snow.

It's still weird.

Between the courtyards, there were swords everywhere, and they were extremely fierce.

Between heaven and earth, there is sword intent everywhere, and it is incomparable.

No matter who wants to break through these swords to attack Chen Changsheng, they will be greeted with the full force of these sword intents.

On the snow street, Wang Po acted separately from him.

Wang Po went to fight Tieshu because he was good at defeating the strong with the weak, and it turned out that he did it.

Chen Changsheng came to this courtyard to kill Zhou Tong because he was good at outnumbering the crowd, and this is the reason.

"Finally using your strongest means?"

Xiao De stood at the stone gate of the courtyard, looked at Chen Changsheng and said.

At this time, Chen Changsheng was standing on the stone steps, and the distance between the two was not far or close, no more, no less, exactly eight zhang.

This distance can say a lot of things, firstly, Xiao De is not confident that he can face the collective attack of hundreds of swords at the same time, and secondly, he seems to know Chen Changsheng's methods very well.

Just like this sentence of his.

A few days ago, Mr. Lin was seriously injured in the National Education College, which shocked many people who knew the inside story.

Chen Changsheng's methods are no secret to a character of Xiao De's level.

"In the same realm, you can really say that you are invincible. ”

Xiao De looked at him and continued, with some emotion.

Invincible in the same realm, it sounds ordinary, but in fact it is not.

For thousands of years, there are no people who have been able to do this.

Before breaking the realm, Wang Po and Xue Xingchuan's strength was probably between them. When Su Li was in the first realm of gathering stars, he was beaten like a dog by a girl from the northern snowfield. Even Zhou Dufu is known as the strongest person under the starry sky, but everyone knows that when he was in the upper realm, he was definitely not the opponent of Chen Xuanba, who was known for his early wisdom, even if Chen Xuanba was in the upper realm at that time.

The current Chen Changsheng can truly be invincible in the same realm.

He is now in the Primal Realm of Gathering Stars, and there are faint signs of breaking through again.

But don't talk about the Gathering Stars Initial Realm, even if it is the Gathering Stars Middle Realm, it is impossible to find a character who can defeat him.

Not a single one.

There can't be.

For as many swords as there are swords, there are as many selves.

To fight with him is to fight with countless others.

Who can beat him?

"Fortunately, it's just invincible in the same realm. ”

Xiao De sighed and said, "Otherwise, I can really only turn around and leave." ”