"There's something unusual about this sword. ”

Standing at the bow of the ship, looking at the stone bridge in the snow a mile away, and perceiving the sword intent, the expressionless face of the King of the Sea finally changed slightly.

Si Yuan Daoren said: "Dean Shang's disciple is naturally not ordinary. ”

The sword intent released by Chen Changsheng was very strong, but it was not enough to shock a powerhouse of their level, and the change in his emotions came from the two layers of meaning that melted into that sword intent.

This sword intent is very hot.

Chen Changsheng knew that whether it was the number of true yuan or the strength of his divine sense, he was far inferior to Xu Yourong, who had the blood of the true phoenix, so he did not hesitate to ignite the fire in his heart.

At the beginning of this battle, he had not really drawn a sword yet, and if he did, it would definitely be the strongest sword.

A wisp of divine consciousness landed on the snow field outside his secluded mansion, and the snow field began to burn at the same time. However, the bridge also began to burn, and there was not a trace of fire in sight, but it was good, excellent, small, small, new, fastest, www.uuxs.cc, and could feel the temperature rise.

In an instant, the snow that had fallen on his body melted, turned into water in the air, and fell on his body and the bridge with a thud, washing away all the snow he had been carrying.

That sword intent was very straight, and there were some similarities with the sword that had resisted Xu Yourong's avalanche before, but it was straighter, it was not a mountain cliff or a river embankment, it was a straight line.

Only because it is straight, so tough, the innocent sword is still in his hand has not been cast, but the wind and snow on the bridge has been frozen in the air, and a straight line has appeared in the middle of the bridge deck.

However, the bridge is divided into two completely different worlds because of this line.

He's here, Xu Yourong is over there.

The rain is here, the snow is over there.

......

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The sword intent shrouded the stone bridge, and the rain gave rise to snow and sparseness.

Chen Changsheng raised the Innocent Sword in his hand, his eyes calm and firm.

This was the first time he had tried to burn the True Yuan so violently after following Su Li to learn to burn the sword, but the number and power of the True Yuan carried by this sword were still not as good as Xu Yourong's previous big avalanche. But the spirit of his sword was fuller, more focused and sharper.

Mao Qiuyu suddenly took a step towards the bow of the ship, looked at the bridge in the distance, frowned in disbelief, and said, "How do you feel a little like Wang Po's knife path?"

Tang Thirty-six said: "It's Wang Po's sword path." ”

When he said this, his expression was very solemn. He had said before that this battle was only about victory and defeat, and it was not about life and death, so he didn't care much about it, but at this time, looking at Chen Changsheng's sword intent, he began to lose confidence in his judgment, and then began to feel uneasy.

The people standing at the bow of the boat were a little shocked when they heard the words of Mao Qiuyu and Tang Thirty-six, and then naturally remembered the rain battle in Xunyang City, as for Xue He, who also used a knife, the feelings were even more complicated, and the eyes that looked at Nai He Bridge were extremely focused, and they didn't want to miss any details later.

Xu Shiji said expressionlessly: "It's really good luck for this son to have the opportunity to learn from so many strong people." ”

"It has nothing to do with luck. Mao Qiuyu said with a solemn expression: "If you want to learn Wang Po's knife path, you have to follow his knife path, which is not something that anyone can do." ”

This statement is true.

Previously, Chen Changsheng used Nanxi Zhai's swordsmanship to use Tianyinluo, it can be said that he is well-read and knowledgeable, and with the help of the national religion, he has many adventures on the road of sword cultivation.

But if you want to learn Wang Po's knife path, it's not so simple.

If he wants to believe in Wang Po's sword path, he must practice it without hesitation.

And this is exactly why Tang Thirty-six is worried.

Wang Po's knife path lies in a straight word.

No matter how strong the enemy before the iron knife is, even if it is a strong person who has no possibility of defeating, the hand holding the knife must be so steady, and the direction of the blade must still be so straight.

To do this, the heart of the wielder must be as straight as the blade.

The middle-aged man who looked a little shabby proved this with his countless battles in Tianliang County, the Tang family in Wenshui, the Huaiyuan in the south, and Xunyang City.

The bow of the ship was silent, and those powerhouses whose realm strength was far above Chen Changsheng asked themselves if they could perform Wang Po's sword path, but in the end they could only come up with a negative answer.

On the bridge.

Chen Changsheng's sword has not yet come out, and the sword intent has come out.

The snowflakes that fall from the sky turn into raindrops, weave into rain curtains, and shatter one by one.

The broken raindrops that were closer to him evaporated into mist, enveloping his body inside.

Xu Yourong stood in the snow, her eyes were slightly cold, revealing a solemn expression - the white veil covered her face, and the rain and mist disturbed her vision, but it did not affect her perception of this sword intent.

She knew very well that if she crossed the line in the middle of the Nai He Bridge, she would usher in Chen Changsheng's unreserved and bound to be his strongest sword.

This sword will inevitably distinguish the winner from the loser.

Of course, she can also continue to stand in the snow and wait for what may change later. But that could also mean that Chen Changsheng could raise his sword intent to an even more terrifying level.

If only he could do it.

Chen Changsheng burned his true yuan without reservation, and drew a clear path on the Nai He Bridge in the wind and snow with Wang Po's knife path that never left his hand.

He drew a path for this fight.

He asked Xu Yourong to make a choice.

The white gauze floats lightly.

Xu Yourong closed his eyes.

Then, she reopened her eyes.

Opening and closing your eyes is only a matter of moments.

In the blink of an eye, she had already made her choice.

The Luoshui under the bridge keeps swaying gently with snow flakes and light rain.

The big ship on the water in the distance was also rocking slightly.

The body of a Heavenly Machine Pavilion painter standing at the front of the bow of the ship suddenly shook. The other two painters from Tianji Pavilion also had drastic changes in their expressions.

Then their voices trembled slightly in shock.

"Is that the sword?"

"Is it going to be over so soon?"

The three painters are all in the Gathering Star Realm, not the strongest people present.

But they have watched and recorded countless famous battles, and they are the most sensitive to changes in battle, so they are the first to understand what is happening.

Immediately afterwards, Mao Qiuyu, Si Yuan Daoren and others also understood.

Above Luoshui, there was a dead silence.

This qiē is only because the girl on the bridge reopened her eyes.

The white yarn fluttered lightly, and the wind and snow moved, but it couldn't cover her gaze.

There were faint golden dots of light wafting out of the white veil.

Did those spots of light come out of her eyes?

Saijian trembled gently in the wind and snow. The snowflakes that fell on the sword's body were instantly shaken into smoke.

However, half of the bridge is snow smoke, half rain and fog, as if in the clouds, not like the world.

Xu Yourong seems to be no longer in the world at this time.

She was so sacred and solemn that even the most ordinary people could feel that there was an extra power in her body that had gone beyond the worldly realm.

Looking at this scene on the bridge, Mao Qiuyu, Si Yuan Daoren, and the King of Linghai showed disbelief, and at the same time said in a trembling voice: "Great Bright Sword?" R1148