Chen Changsheng stood in the courtyard and looked at the two people in the room. He and Zhou Tong have only met a few times, and they are not familiar with each other, and he doesn't know that person, but there are not many people who can sit and drink tea with Zhou Tong in the middle of the night, and he can probably guess what the identity of that person is, so there is a reason to die.

He came to kill Zhou Tong because he was going to die.

Before you die, you always have to do something, do something that is obedient to your heart, which can be called the last madness, or it can be said to be a firework before the curtain ends.

He is the successor of the state religion, and he has many enemies and opponents, either actively or passively, but there are really not too many people he wants to kill, and he has no enemies. There are no demons in Kyoto, Liang Xiaoxiao committed suicide, Zhuang Changyu committed suicide, so only Zhou Tong remained.

Folded sleeves were imprisoned in Zhou Prison for a long time, and the torture was terrible, and when he saw the wounds on his body in the car, he secretly made up his mind that he must kill Zhou Tong.

The people at Kokyo College know that they want to do this when they stay in Kyoto. Chen Changsheng decided to do this for him, because Zhou Tong tortured and folded his sleeves because of his relationship with the National Education Academy. In addition, there are many reasons to kill Zhou Tong, but there is no need to mention it, after all, it is just a thought.

Chen Changsheng just wanted people like Zhou Tong to die.

In this world, there are countless people who want Zhou Tong to die, and they have been thinking about it for many years, but just thinking about it, not many people dare to do it.

Chen Changsheng dared.

According to the plan made in advance by folding his sleeves, he sneaked into the bottom of the carriage and passed through several inspections, and with his special physique, he concealed those terrifying three-headed dogs, and did not touch the formation in Zhou Prison, and finally succeeded in coming to this small courtyard and coming to Zhou Tong's body. But will he be able to kill the other side?

Zhou Tong's terrible not only lies in his temperament and means, he doesn't know how many princes' mansions he has copied over the years, how many exercises and secrets he has obtained, and the realm has already entered the upper realm of Juxing, and there are even rumors that he has cultivated to the peak of Juxing, and the spiritual secret method of the big red robe is extremely terrifying! In the years before the Holy Empress Niangniang was in power but did not ascend the throne, the masters sent by the royal family and those people with lofty ideals who were determined to avenge the innocent people who died tragically in Zhou Prison did not know how many times they assassinated him, but he still lived well.

The facts of these years have long been proven that no one can kill Zhou Tong, no matter how amazing Chen Changsheng's cultivation talent is, after all, he is too young, and his realm is only at the peak of the secluded realm, especially after the failure to break through the realm on the cold mountain, his injuries have not healed, why should he have the confidence to break into here to kill him?

Cheng Jun looked at the young man in the courtyard, thinking about these things.

Chen Changsheng himself was thinking about these things.

It's all mental activity, silent, and the night breeze doesn't move.

While thinking about these things, Chen Changsheng's movements did not stop, he took out the Innocent Sword and put it on the scabbard.

When facing Zhu Luo in Xunyang City, Wang Po did this, and he did the same.

The short sword has become longer and sharper, like a gun in hand, and it is approaching the battlefield.

This shows that he is very cautious and determined.

He looked at Zhou Tong.

He didn't even glance at the man beside Zhou Tong.

He didn't know that that person was Cheng Jun, the leader of the Tiqi, and he was also a powerhouse in the Gathering Stars Middle Realm.

It's not about taking the other side lightly, it's about ignoring it.

The person he wants to kill is Zhou Tong, and anyone who stops in front of the sword must die, no matter who it is, no matter how strong it is.

Cheng Jun felt the killing intent. He had never imagined that he could see such a calm and firm will on such a young and even somewhat youthful face, and he never imagined that in this small courtyard of the Qing Officials Division, someone would dare to release such a certain killing intent to Zhou Tong.

This killing intent was not aimed at him, but he was next to Zhou Tong, even closer to Chen Changsheng than Zhou Tong. So his face instantly turned pale. Not because of fear, but because of vigilance, because of the heaviness of his heart, and because he took a deep breath.

He was originally one of the few powerhouses in the Gathering Star Middle Realm in Kyoto, and at this time, the true yuan burst out, and between breaths, the begonia trees in the courtyard were windless and wild.

Countless night winds were inhaled into his lungs, and he saw his chest and abdomen bulging slightly, as if it was like a war drum!

A shrill whistle like the sound of an eagle burst out from his lips! This scream instantly tore through the night sky, spread throughout the entire Zhou Prison, and perhaps even to all corners of Kyoto!

Cheng Jun felt that he should not be afraid of Chen Changsheng, even if he was the future Pope, because Chen Changsheng was too young, and his realm was already unbelievably high among his peers, but after all, he was far inferior to himself, and the injuries in his body should not be better...... But he was afraid of death.

As the leader of the cavalry of the Great Zhou Dynasty, he has been in adultery with Zhou Tongwolf Bèi over the years, inheriting the will of Niangniang, or impersonating the will of Niangniang, I don't know how many princes and ministers, literati and priests, rich businessmen and celebrities, and innocent people have been killed, and he has seen too many dead people, so he is more and more afraid of death.

And he is a very smart person, who knows his place very well, and never takes any opponent lightly. It is said that Chen Changsheng failed to gather stars in the Cold Mountain, but he is the future Pope after all, a real genius, Cheng Jun feels that he can't pay too much attention to this young man, so he chose to scream in the first place to move Kyoto.

In the scream, Chen Chang was vivid!

Before the footsteps could be heard, they were torn apart by the slabs that had broken on the soles of their boots, and then pierced by the flying gravel, leaving only a few buzzing sounds.

His figure suddenly vanished, and with the sound of the wind whistling through the air, he swept up the stone steps like an arrow, and the sword in his hand stabbed straight out.

Rub it off.

This sword sound is very condensed, without any noise, and it looks exceptionally clean.

For his sword stabbed straight out like this, without any bias and without any variation.

In other words, his sword has no tricks.

After the stormy battle in Xunyang City, especially after the dozens of sword battles in front of the National Education Academy last autumn and the battle of Nai He Bridge with Xu Yourong, the entire continent had to admit that his talent in kendo had reached the shocking Cheng Dù, if he was not too young, he would even be qualified to be called a kendo master.

But when he came to assassinate Zhou Tong tonight, his first sword was so simple that there was no swordsmanship at all. It's just incomparably straight, incomparably fast, as if a straight line has been drawn between the lights of the courtyard and the house, and at the end of the straight line is Zhoutong.

At this time, Cheng Jun was still standing in the middle. Chen Changsheng's sword was very fast and sharp, but it was not difficult for a master of the Gathering Star Middle Realm like him to deal with, he could use his body technique to temporarily avoid his edge and then take advantage of the situation to counterattack, of course, the easiest way was that he could use his own star field to hard-connect.

But Cheng Jun chose to avoid it without hesitation.

Because Chen Changsheng's sword will is too strong and too sharp.

The dim light in the room suddenly dimmed for a moment, and Cheng Jun's figure was like a black smoke, floating to the right, avoiding the sword, his face was a little pale, and his expression was a little panicked.

This is exactly what Chen Changsheng wants to see the most.

He didn't think that this sword could stab this person to death, his sword was not meant to stab this person, he didn't know this person's name, and he didn't mind stabbing this person to death, but this was the sword with the fullest spiritual will, and it was a complete waste to fall on this person.

This sword of his must fall on Zhou Tong's body.

I don't know if it's because the sword light is too bright, the originally dim light in the room suddenly became a few points white.

Looking at the oncoming sword, Zhou Tong's face also became a little white, not in fear and anxiety, but in disdain and anger.

He knew very well that Chen Changsheng's seemingly simple sword was actually not simple, and there were countless changes hidden behind it.

Those changes must be extremely subtle and complicated, containing all of Chen Changsheng's understanding in the way of the sword, and even he couldn't see it clearly in advance.

But he was not afraid, not even worried, and remained calm and confident.

Because the realm gap between him and Chen Changsheng was too big, no matter how incredible Chen Changsheng's sword cultivation was, he couldn't make up for it.

He would not compete with Chen Changsheng at the level of sword dao at all, he would not give Chen Changsheng a chance to exert the sword momentum hidden in this straight sword and the subsequent sword moves, he directly chose to use the unfathomable realm to crush the other party into a ghost in a sea of blood.

When a clear sound rang out in the room.

It was the sound of Zhou Tong's pale fingers tapping on the teacup.

The porcelain teacup meets the fingertips of the eyes that have been gouged out, but the sound is so clear.

The tea in the cup rippled.

Tea is a Tiannan tribute, the best big red robe.

Tonight, the tea has been brewed for too long, and it is a little too drunk, and the soup is extremely red, like blood.

The tea is slightly swaying, which is the sea of blood.

The lights in the room suddenly turned red.

A sea of blood appeared in the room. The table, the teapot and the teacup, were swallowed up by the sea of blood in turn. The pungent smell of blood, as the sea of blood rolled, diffused everywhere, and even the green leaves on the begonia tree outside the courtyard turned red, as if they had been watered by blood for countless years.

In the blood-colored world, Zhou Tong's pale cheeks looked particularly dazzling and extremely terrifying.

In an instant, his divine consciousness had enveloped the world for hundreds of square kilometers, turning the real world into a sea of blood.

This blood-colored ocean kept soaking the red official robe on his body, making the color of the official robe darker and darker, making people feel sick to see.

In the sea of blood, there seem to be countless unjust souls who are crying out for help and cursing fiercely.

Chen Changsheng's sword was still three feet away from Zhou Tong, and these voices entered his ears in advance.

At the same time as he heard these painful voices, a powerful, terrifying, and murderous aura filled with the sense of killing and pain directly invaded his sea of consciousness!

This is Zhou Tong's most terrifying spiritual secret method, Da Hong Pao!

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(One qiē is already doomed, one qiē is decided, I never fight unprepared battles.) ）