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Their former masters were peerless powerhouses who dared to go straight to the Demon Domain.

What is the Netherworld in their eyes?

The Swords of Wind and Rain did not stop attacking and continued to slash.

Only this time, the sword momentum was no longer as violent as before, but more dignified.

The positions between the swords are more certain and the connection is closer.

Because at the same time as they slashed the Seventeen Armors of the Netherworld, the Sunset Sword in the Demon Lord's hand also slashed down.

More than ten swords at the front let out an angry roar, and they flew away diagonally by the shock, and several swords were disconnected with a mournful roar.

Since leaving Zhou Garden, except for encountering the previous generation of demon lords in the Snow Ridge, this is the first time that Chen Changsheng's sword has been broken.

These swords were already closely connected to his divine sense, and they could not be separated, and his mind was affected, and his face turned pale.

So he changed the sword momentum and let the wind and rain group of swords form the Nanxi Zhai Sword Formation.

No matter how powerful the Sunset Sword is, it can't break this sword array, so where can the Demon Lord go?

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Watching hundreds of swords destroy the Netherworld Seventeen Armor like a torrential rain, the Demon Lord's expression did not change at all.

But looking at the sword array that appeared in the sky later, his eyes finally showed a touch of amazement.

On the observation deck, Chen Changsheng relied on this kind of swordsmanship to defeat him.

Now he naturally already knows that this is the rumored Nanxi Zhai Sword Formation.

Without the help of the divine power beyond the worldly realm, the Demon Lord really had no way to break this sword array.

But there was still no fear in his eyes.

The Sunset Sword really fell, smashing all those invisible piano sounds, but it did not touch the more than 700 swords that were about to fall in the air like a torrential rain.

Because this sword of the Demon Lord was not slashed at Chen Changsheng, nor was it slashed at this Nanxi Zhai sword formation.

From the very beginning, he had never thought about fighting against Chen Changsheng, let alone against the sword.

Even if he was as proud as him, he didn't have the confidence to compete with Chen Changsheng in the way of the sword.

Those swords that were shocked and cut off were defeated by the Sunset Sword because they forcibly broke the Nether Armor and their strength was not enough.

In fact, his sword was slashed to the ground.

The Sunset Sword landed on the ground.

A sunset sunset sank into the horizon.

And so the night came.

This is the painting of the ground for the night.

The figure of the Demon Lord retreated into the night.

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When the sun sinks into the West Sea, night envelops the entire continent. But at this time, the night was not real, and even the entire courtyard could not be completely occupied, and under the attack of the light power of the palace array, it was constantly retreating.

Chen Changsheng knew that the Demon Lord did not leave, but retreated to a deeper place.

But he didn't chase because he needed to preside over the formation, and because he had always had a deep vigilance in his heart.

The blind pianist didn't chase either, but his thoughts were obviously different from Chen Changsheng's.

The wizened fingers landed on the strings, and a humming sounded.

The sound of the piano is the signal.

He and Chen Changsheng's attack successfully held the Demon Lord back for a moment.

Or just a blink of an eye, but enough for the little girl who sold fat powder and the rest of the people to react.

Countless powders of fat and white were sprinkled into the courtyard as if they didn't want money.

The fortune teller and the merchant stood in the sky full of fat powder, using this as a barrier, deducing intently against the copper coins and the sand table.

The six officials threw the iron ropes they were carrying on their shoulders towards the courtyard.

The night was obviously formless and substantial, so it was passed through by six iron cables, and then pulled up, gradually tightening, as if it had become a real black cloth.

The two old men who sold hemp candy lifted the placket of their robes, took a step forward with a solemn expression, bent their knees, and punched out with a straight punch!

Among the five kinds of people, these two old men who sell hemp candy are the most silent and low-key, but their skills are the most profound.

They are the descendants of the royal family, and they practice the most authentic Sun Burning Technique, and they have the most powerful destructive power against the Demon Clan's exercises!

There were two loud bangs, and countless dazzling rays of scorching sun light shot out from those two calm and royal fists.

Two deep depressions appeared in the tense night.

There was a tooth-aching creak.

It was the sound of real space distorting, about to burst.

Sure enough, they are worthy of the powerhouses of the Wenshui Tang family, and with their joint efforts, they can tear apart this night of the Demon Lord!

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Before the great light of the palace array, the night in the courtyard receded, but it couldn't retreat, and it was about to collapse.

The powerhouses of the Wenshui Tang family have already entered the compound.

Chen Changsheng's sword finally moved, and it entered the night.

Suddenly, he heard a crisp sound of gold and stone.

The sound came from a sword at the front.

Then he felt an unimaginable force, and an extremely hard, as if there was nothing in the world.

A strong sense of alarm appeared in his eyes.

He had been prepared beforehand, and after the previous conversation with the Demon Lord, he was even more vigilant.

But he didn't expect that the other party appeared so suddenly, without any warning.

The powerhouses of the Wenshui Tang family are about to enter the night.

Especially the two old men who sold hemp candy.

"Retreat!"

The blind pianist heard Chen Changsheng's shout.

He didn't understand why he had to retreat when he saw that he was about to tear through the night and successfully kill the Demon Lord.

But he knew that something was going to happen, so he didn't hesitate to turn into a puff of green smoke and swept back.

The two old men who were selling hemp candy also heard Chen Changsheng's shout, and it was too late to retreat.

In the original arrangement, their sun-burning technique was the most crucial means to kill the Demon Lord, so they were closest to night.

A terrifying force flooded away the rays of the sun from their fists before slamming down on their bodies.

The power was so pure, yet so terrifying, as if it came from the kingdom of God, that they couldn't even give birth to the courage to resist.

After Chen Changsheng shouted that, he swept forward.

He used the true meaning of the burning sword, and he used the Ya Zhi step, which was as fast as lightning, and in an instant he came to the front of the night.

Just at the critical moment when the flood-like power was about to be implemented on the two old men, his sword formation slashed down first.

In the midst of countless terrible sword sounds, he reached out and grabbed the shoulders of the two old men, and quickly stepped back.

That invisible and terrifying power permeated all parts of the courtyard, and even the slightest dust seemed to have the weight of a mountain.

In the process of retreating, two streaks of blood spurted out from between the lips of the old man selling hemp candy, wetting the placket of the long shirt.

Chen Changsheng fell to the ground, his body swayed slightly, and his face became even paler.

Just looked at the face, and didn't even see the opponent, and the strong man of the Tang family was seriously injured.

Even Chen Changsheng's sea of knowledge was extremely shocked.

The terrible sound of the sword suddenly disappeared, and the wind and rain group of swords flew back through the air, silently levitating around him.

If someone looks closely, or at this time, they can find that the first seven hundred or so swords have been damaged by dozens of them.

More than 100 swords at the front were vibrating at high speed, looking extremely angry and a little confused.

What's in the night?

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In the depths of the deep night, a point of light appeared.

The point of light was not particularly bright, even a little dim, but it was extremely shocking.

Because everyone has the feeling that this point of light seems to be close at hand, but in fact it is millions of miles away.

How bright would it be to see a point of light millions of miles away if it were in front of you?

When people think about this question, the point of light rapidly grows in size in their field of vision, emitting an infinite amount of light.

Those rays of light were so real, so blazing, so dazzling, that even the light in the Great Array of the Palace was robbed of its brightness!

Some of the priests of the Western Wilderness Dao Temple, covering their eyes and screaming in pain, fell to the ground and began to roll. (To be continued.) )