Where the Demon Lord stood, there used to be a tree. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The tree had now been cut into nothingness by the sound of the blind violinist and Chen Changsheng's sword intent.

When the sound of the piano and the sword intent fell, a green leaf on the thinnest tip of the highest branch was swept up by the wind and taken away.

The green leaf landed on the closed eyes of the stone statue on the side of the back door.

Neither Chen Changsheng nor the blind qin master found the stone statue, and logically speaking, it was impossible to find the stone statue and open its eyes.

But when the stone statue opened its eyes, the green leaf was bounced away and gently floated into the wind.

The blind qinist's ears moved slightly, and with both hands, he turned the guqin horizontally in front of him, and the true yuan stirred, shaking Chen Changsheng away.

There was no sound, just a sudden light in the night.

The light was a slender point of light that looked like a needle.

The speed of the light needle was very fast, like real light, one moment it was still in the depths of the night, and the next moment it came to the two of them.

Porphyry with a soft sound.

The slender needle easily pierced the guqin that the blind violinist was holding in front of him, pierced his left shoulder, and then disappeared into the night again.

The blind violinist's face became extremely pale, blood gushed out like a slurry, and the hands holding the guqin trembled violently, as if they would fall in the next moment.

The slender needle of light had left only a small wound on his left shoulder, but it seemed to have seriously injured him.

The sound of breaking the sky sounded intensively, and more than seven hundred swords flew back from the night sky, protecting Chen Changsheng and the blind qin master inside.

Countless sword blades were facing the periphery, looking like a fruit with countless thorns.

This is the most stable sword formation in the Nanxi Zhai Sword Array.

The blind qinist was slightly relieved, unable to bear the pain any longer, snorted, and put down the guqin in his hand.

The slender needle of light only penetrated his left shoulder, but the sacred but strange aura attached to it kept eating away at his meridians.

With the blind qinist's half-step divine super high realm, even if the true yuan is exhausted, he can't use his divine sense to drive that aura out.

What is this breath? What is that slender needle of light?

The sight of Chen Changsheng and the blind violinist passed through the rain of swords in the sky and landed on the stone statue.

The statue had opened its eyes and stood up.

There was no emotion in his eyes, no love or hatred, just coldness, as if it were not life.

But the powerful aura in the depths of his eyes is so real and vivid.

If you look further into the depths of his eyes, or you can see the purest wisdom, it is the law of heaven and earth itself.

There is no doubt that this stone statue is a real life.

It's just that he is different from all the life that has ever appeared on this continent, both in terms of the way of existence and the origin.

The blind luthier could not see the other's naked, naked and perfect body and holy wings.

But he could clearly feel the presence of the other party.

His face became even paler.

The stone statue slowly raised its right hand.

The night shrouded the courtyard, which was extremely dim, and even Chen Changsheng could only use his divine sense to probe the environment.

But when the stone statue raised its right hand, some light was still extracted from the deepest night, hidden in the cracks in the space.

The rays of light converged into his hands, gradually forming beams, and then taking on concrete shapes.

It was a spear made of light.

The blind violinist listened attentively to the sound of the slightest space being pierced and then annihilated by those rays, and his face was no longer pale.

He no longer thinks about anything, so he is no longer wary and uneasy.

He hugged the guqin tightly with a trembling hand and whispered to Chen Changsheng, "Go." ”

That slender needle of light made him powerless to fight back, not to mention that they were facing a spear of light at this time!

Chen Changsheng understood what the blind piano master meant.

The blind violinist was ready to use his own life to block the pursuit of this spear of light and the possible Demon Lord, in exchange for Chen Changsheng's withdrawal from this night.

As long as Chen Changsheng can exit the courtyard, he will be able to enter the eye of the palace array.

Even if you can't defeat these two peerless powerhouses from another continent, you will at least have a little more life, or more time.

Chen Changsheng did not accept the blind piano master's request.

At a time like this, even if there is more time, it may not be a little more vigorous.

And he wouldn't leave the blind luthier here alone.

He had been prepared beforehand.

He knew that when he killed the Demon King, there was a high chance that he would encounter a second Angel of Light.

That is, the stone statue that came to life.

According to Alternate Red, this Holy Light Angel Division ruled that the Holy Name Hidden Thunder was even more terrifying than the Holy Light Angel who was confronting the Great Array of Leaving the Palace at this time.

Chen Changsheng pulled out the Innocent Sword and connected it to the scabbard, and then held the hilt of the sword with both hands.

With this action, the string of stone beads that he had been holding in the palm of his hand was also set on the hilt of the sword.

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Looking at this scene, the Demon Lord in the distance raised his eyebrows slightly.

He naturally knew what that meant.

Now the entire continent knew that Chen Changsheng's short sword would become a long sword when it was connected to the scabbard.

That would only happen when Chen Changsheng was desperate.

The problem is that Chen Changsheng should know who his opponent is.

The Demon Lord knew that Chen Changsheng knew, so he didn't know why Chen Changsheng would come to kill him, and he insisted on standing where he was, refusing to retreat.

Do you really think that you can wipe out the powerful life from another continent?

Do you really think that when faced with an unsolvable desperate situation, desperate efforts will be useful?

Chen Changsheng was very calm, not revealing any hot blood or impulsive emotions.

Naturally, the courtyard shrouded in night does not have a tragic atmosphere.

He knew very well that the Angels of Light were terrifying.

And for some reason, these two angels of holy light today are even more powerful than when they met other reds.

But he still wanted to give it a try.

Just like what Wang Po did in the wind and rain in Xunyang City, when facing Zhu Luo's sword and the full moon.

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The Angel of Light looked indifferently.

In the night, more than 700 famous swords were ignored by him.

His gaze fell on Chen Changsheng's body.

His eyes gradually changed.

More and more cold, more and more severe, more and more terrifying.

But what's really shocking is that these are emotions.

This is a very rare thing.

What did this Holy Light Angel see in Chen Changsheng's body?

Or did he feel something in Chen Changsheng's body?

An extremely strange syllable burst out of the lips of the Angel of Light.

There seemed to be countless thunders echoing between heaven and earth.

Hearing this voice, the Demon Lord's face became a little strange.

The same is true for Chen Changsheng.

There is no need for the legal rules of heaven and earth to transform themselves.

He vaguely understood what the other party meant. (To be continued.) )