At the beginning of the White Emperor City, the other kind of red instilled all his battle experience with the Holy Light Angel into Chen Changsheng's mind through the peerless knowledge of Xiling Wanshou Pavilion, which contained the essence of the boxing techniques he was used to in the last few years of his life. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the past, he didn't have the habit of using fists.

During the battle of Tianshuling, he watched the fist of the Heavenly Sea Holy Queen hit the earth-shattering momentum, and he had some understanding, so he created this set of boxing techniques.

This does not mean that he surrenders to the Holy Queen of the Heavenly Sea, this attitude of learning from the strong represents true fearlessness.

A fearless fist with unimaginable power.

When Chen Changsheng swung his fist, the air in a radius of hundreds of zhang was driven, and a hurricane was generated.

The woods fell neatly towards his back, showing their awe.

Shang Xingzhou was also unable to avoid this fearless fist.

But he caught the punch.

There was a loud bang, and grass clippings, water droplets, and mud flew all over the sky, covering the sky and the sun.

The woods slowly straightened up, and the wind faded away.

Crushed by the terrifying force, the originally soft ground sank neatly, and it was countless times harder.

Chen Changsheng's fist was against his palm, unable to enter further.

If Zangfeng's scabbard was still by his side at this time, he could come up with a dozen ways to send the most powerful attack to Shang Xingzhou.

Now he doesn't even have a sword.

Fortunately, this does not mean that he cannot draw his sword.

The temperature at the edge of the grassland suddenly rose sharply, and the nearby aquatic plants even turned brown.

Chen Changsheng used the most powerful and decisive burning sword.

The True Yuan in his body began to burn violently, and through his right arm, which had turned into a sword body, it spurted towards the merchant boat in an endless stream.

Shang Xingzhou's expression did not change in the slightest, and he was still so indifferent.

He is like a majestic mountain, with a feeling that cannot be shaken.

An extremely powerful force came out of his palm.

Chen Changsheng's fist couldn't go any further.

That majestic power is a bit special, not like it is condensed by starlight, it is more violent, as if it has real heat.

Judging from the signs that appeared, it was more like the true yuan that Chen Changsheng mobilized with the burning sword.

Chen Changsheng vaguely guessed a certain possibility, and was shocked.

But he didn't have time to think, because Shang Xingzhou's counterattack arrived.

Just like at the top of the twilight peak.

Shang Xingzhou's right hand fell seemingly casually, like a fallen leaf into the wind, and it was impossible to catch the trajectory at all.

Chen Changsheng still couldn't avoid it.

Shang Xingzhou's right hand landed on his chest, very gentle, but it contained a power comparable to heaven and earth.

Two deep furrows appeared in the hard, freshly sunken ground.

Chen Changsheng fell backwards to the edge of the furrow, his calf hit the ground, and the whole person flew up.

He was like a stone thrown by a wrestler, with the sound of whistling through the air, turning into a small black dot in the sky.

Shang Xingzhou's gaze moved with it, landing several miles away.

For some reason, he was not pleased, nor was he as indifferent as before, but frowned.

The breeze suddenly came, and the sleeves fluttered slightly, and he turned into a puff of green smoke and swept away there.

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A few miles away, Chen Changsheng fell into the water, face down, looking like a dead corpse.

Suddenly, he rolled over and got up, and without turning his head to look, he ran wildly towards the front.

He was as fast as a galloping horse, and brought out a splash all the way, but it was faintly visible that his right arm was a little stiff, as if he was injured.

It is impossible for anyone to force Shang Xingzhou's two palms, even if he has to suppress his realm in Zhou Yuan.

Chen Changsheng can still be alive and run, in addition to his physical strength, more importantly, Shang Xingzhou's two palms are not completely solid.

At the last moment when Shang Xingzhou fell twice, he raised his arms horizontally and blocked them in front of his chest.

If you don't have a sword, you still have to use a sword.

He had already used the stupid sword before he used the burning sword.

The world's first sword.

And he can't avoid the Merchant Boat's palms like falling leaves, but he can choose where to be attacked.

He can also choose how to unload his forces after being attacked.

He even used a yes step in the air.

So he knew he was going to fall there.

This is the grassland where the sun never sets, and it is exactly where he wants to come.

When he confirmed that he couldn't get rid of the merchant boat with Ye Zhibu, he began to prepare for the next thing.

Now it seems that he succeeded.

The more and more dense hissing and grinding sounds in the grassland seemed to be celebrating him.

In fact, it was the alien Jiao and other demon beasts that smelled his breath and came to welcome him.

The demon beasts quickly sensed the existence of Shang Xingzhou.

In addition to fear, the monsters still rushed over bravely.

More than a dozen alien Jiao kept swimming among the aquatic plants, erasing the traces left by Chen Changsheng.

More alien moths, with a rancid scent, silently dived towards the merchant boat miles away.

There were some black dots in the sky in the distance, and it was supposed that the gray vulture was coming.

It is believed that in some time, the tide of monsters will flood this grassland.

But this was not Chen Changsheng's original intention.

He risked being discovered by the merchant boat and shouted, "Stand down!"

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The merchant boat was standing on a lonely branch of reeds, gently going up and down with the wind.

He listened to the whispers coming from the water, sensed the breath hidden in the grassland, raised his eyebrows and said, "Evil animal, look for death." ”

At this moment, a sound exploded like thunder and spread throughout the grassland.

It was Chen Changsheng's voice.

Shang Xingzhou's raised eyebrows gradually fell.

He was a little surprised.

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No demon beast dared to disobey Chen Changsheng's orders.

Because he is the master of Zhou Yuan, but also because he saved the world.

The obedience of the demon beast to him comes from the soul and nature.

After hearing his order, even the most ferocious and untamable wind wolf quietly retreated.

In front of Zhou Ling, the huge strong beast glanced at each other and lowered its body again.

The grassland was silent again, and only the chirping of insects and the soft sound of water could be heard.

Chen Changsheng's feet fell to the ground.

The white grass is the road, the frost is as good as before, and the broken temple is still in its original place.

He ran into the old temple and sat down behind the statue.

His breathing was a little heavy, and his face turned even paler.

He took the golden needle from between his fingers and pierced the two qi holes in his neck, then closed his eyes and began to meditate.

Shang Xingzhou, who suppressed the realm, was not the strongest opponent he had ever encountered in his life, but the pressure on him was the greatest.

Whether it was when he met Zhu Luo in Xunyang City, or when he met the Demon Lord in Hanshan, he was not as unbearable as he is today.

It didn't take long from the peak of Dusk Valley to this ruined temple, and after only two rounds of fighting, he was extremely tired.

This is probably the psychological pressure that students have to endure when they challenge their teachers.

I just don't know how long he can hold out, and I don't know where he's going to go.

Chen Changsheng suddenly opened his eyes.