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Even if he tried to stop it, he probably wouldn't be able to.

Shang Xingzhou held the sword.

The style of that sword is a little quaint, or rather old, and it is very inconspicuous in the rain of swords.

When Chen Changsheng brought out more than 10,000 swords from the sword pool in Zhou Yuanli, he didn't pay attention to this sword.

Later, the state religion decided to return these swords to the sectarian mountain gates of the year, and the palace sent many extremely senior and knowledgeable priests to be responsible for registering these swords in the register, but still no one knew the origin of this sword, but because this sword was too inconspicuous, so they did not care too much.

I don't know where it came from, so I naturally don't know where to send it back, so this sword was left by Chen Changsheng's side. In the ensuing battles, this sword, like other companions, followed his wishes, becoming a part of the sword array, a drop in the rain of swords.

It's still as inconspicuous as ever.

To this day, Shang Xingzhou holds this sword.

The cliff, which was obscured by the branches and leaves of the Sky Tree, was dark, and suddenly it became brighter, as if there was an extra round of sun.

The sword emitted an incomparably piercing light.

This sword is the Zen sword of Buddhism.

The name of the sword is like a day.

Buddhism has long since disappeared, and there is no record in either the Taoist or folk classics.

Who knows this sword?

There are only three people in the continent today who know the origin of this sword.

Two of them should be facing each other on the snowy fields north of Tianliang County at this time.

Only the merchant boat was present.

He saw the sword at a glance in the rain of swords, and then took it off.

Buddhism cultivates the heart, and the Zen sword sets the heart.

The so-called big day is to come with your heart, and it is the real sword of the heart.

The repair of a temple in Xining is also the intention.

One can imagine how terrible this sword would be if it fell into Shang Xingzhou's hands.

The Holy Light Angel sensed the danger and let out a low thunderclap, wanting to shake the White Emperor's divine soul and deal with it with all his might.

A cyan afterimage streaked across the sky.

It was the Taoist robe of the merchant boat.

The White Emperor's spirit gradually dissipated.

A stream of golden blood shot out from the Angel of Light's chest.

He couldn't avoid Shang Xingzhou's sword, and his body was pierced.

I don't know where the sword came from, and there is no turning back.

Who can avoid it?

......

......

There was a dead silence among the cliffs.

The Angel of Light looked down at the hole in his chest, a look of pain on his face.

The golden blood kept flowing, bringing many visions.

The ground, which was wet with blood, suddenly grew a lot of grass, and there were holy white flowers in the grass.

Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong were not too happy, but felt a little cold in their bodies.

They saw the sword.

This sword is terrifying.

Or rather, the merchant boat is terrible.

His sword is completely at will, and he truly achieves the antelope hanging horns and the unpredictable providence.

Who can dodge such a sword?

Even if Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong joined forces with their swords, they could only suffer death in the face of such a sword.

They felt a chill, of course, not only because of this inference, but also because Shang Xingzhou looked at Chen Changsheng at this time.

Yes, Shang Xingzhou didn't pay any more attention to the Holy Light Angel, and didn't look at it again.

He carried the Great Ri Rulai Sword and looked at Chen Changsheng quietly.

No one knew what he was thinking at the moment, what he was going to do.

But what is certain is that in Shang Xingzhou's opinion, the Holy Light Angel who was seriously injured by himself no longer poses any threat.

So looking at the banks of the Red River, who is the threat he wants to get rid of the most?

What has happened in the last few years has been proven for a long time.

The wide Red River grows countless waves.

The White Emperor didn't come over, but he withdrew his gaze to the western sky and took a deep look at the other side.

His eyes were white, and he looked a little terrible, like the coldest and most violent blizzard.

Shang Xingzhou no longer looked at Chen Changsheng and looked back at the past.

Across the surging river, the two most powerful saints on the continent today looked at each other like this.

For a time, the turbidity waves emptied, the yin wind roared, and the wind and clouds were in turmoil.

The change in the situation was too sudden.

A moment ago, Shang Xingzhou and the White Emperor teamed up to kill one of the Holy Light Angels and seriously injure the other.

The next moment, they began to confront each other.

Just because Shang Xingzhou glanced at Chen Changsheng?

Or is it because of some deeper reason?

Chen Changsheng couldn't figure it out, and he didn't continue to think about it.

Although the Holy Light Angel was pierced by Shang Xingzhou's sword and was seriously injured, he did not completely lose his combat effectiveness.

If he is allowed to leave alive, he will inevitably encounter a very formidable opponent when the Terran Terran Expedition North Expedition to the Demon Clan in the future.

Or Shang Xingzhou's sword will pierce his chest in the next moment, and he will also prevent this from happening.

However, Xu Yourong tugged at his sleeve.

The Angel of Light waved his wings and turned into a streamer of light, heading towards the north.

Chen Changsheng knew that he was too late.

Shang Xingzhou and the White Emperor are still facing each other.

The only one who could catch up with the Holy Light Angel in the field was Xu Yourong.

The Angel of Light has been too badly injured to be her match.

The question is, if she leaves, what will Chen Changsheng do?

Even if the two swords are combined, they are not necessarily Shang Xingzhou's opponents, but they are much better than fighting separately.

Chen Changsheng looked at Xu Yourong and said, "The White Emperor won't let me die." ”

Xu Yourong said: "I won't either." ”

Shang Xingzhou looked at the White Emperor on the other side, an elusive smile appeared on his face, and then he said a word.

"Cinnabar, kill him. ”

Hearing this, the White Emperor's expression changed slightly.

Chen Changsheng was surprised.

A girl in black walked out of the cave of the Heavenly Tree.

The chain that connected her to the entire cliff had been untied at some point.

Only then did Chen Changsheng understand why he felt that this mountain cliff was a little familiar before.

He looked at Xu Yourong.

Xu Yourong smiled.

Then he understood more things.

Why was she so calm when she was forced into a desperate situation by the Angel of Light before?

Why did she tell him earlier that he should at least tell someone about his plans?

Then he understood what was going on.

Shang Xingzhou arranged this bureau to kill those two Angels of Light.

The White Emperor didn't want to end up killing the Holy Light Angel as well.

Of course, he didn't want Chen Chang to live or die.

So Shang Xingzhou and the White Emperor suddenly changed from companions to rivals.

But Emperor Bai didn't expect that Shang Xingzhou had already arranged the final send-off for the Holy Light Angel.

As for...... Whether Shang Xingzhou wanted to kill him or not.

I don't want to ask about it.

The little black dragon looked at Chen Changsheng.

Although it was Shang Xingzhou who rescued her, she still only listened to Chen Changsheng's words.

Because she is his guardian.

Shang Xingzhou didn't speak, looking calm.

Because he knew his students very well and knew what Chen Changsheng would choose at such a time.

Chen Changsheng did not hesitate and said, "Go ahead." ”

The wind howled, the green leaves flew wildly, and the trace of the girl in black disappeared.

High in the clouds, the badly injured Angel of Light bypassed the crack that had been cut by the Haotian Mirror, and turned and flew north.

Suddenly, he saw a black mountain range that stretched for more than ten miles.

It was as if the Falling Star Mountain Range had suddenly come from the ground into the sky. (To be continued.) )