Qingye suddenly flew away, turned into sharp arrows, and shot at those few Tsing Yi Taoists.

The people of Tsing Yi Dao felt the power contained in the Wu arrow, and their expressions were abrupt, and they did not dare to slack off, and the dark sword light covered their predecessors.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Chen Chang was vivid, stepped on Ye Zhibu, and turned from a bucket to a cow, like a light smoke, stabbing at the back of the White Tiger General.

The White Tiger God didn't have time to turn around, his expression was slightly picky, and the iron spear broke through the wind!

He was a little surprised that Xu Yourong would suddenly make a move, and he had already prepared for Chen Changsheng to take out the sword.

Countless starlight spilled out of the cracks in his armor, incomparably bright, condensed into a glossy surface, the surface was extremely smooth, and the form was incomparably perfect, without any loopholes.

Chen Changsheng's sword was like lightning, avoiding the block of the iron spear and stabbing through, but it failed to pierce this piece of light.

This was the first time he had encountered such a situation since he had followed Su Li to learn swords in the wasteland.

Prior to this, whether it was a Xue He Divine General or a powerhouse of the rank of Xiao De, his Hui Sword could penetrate the opponent's defense.

Could it be that this person actually has a perfect star field!

Countless sword marks and light and heat splattered out between the two.

Through these rays of light, Chen Changsheng saw the indifferent face of the White Tiger God General.

Back then, when Su Li was evaluating the contemporary cultivators on the wasteland, he once said that these current guys don't have a truly perfect star field at all.

Today's performance of the White Tiger God General seems to overturn this assertion.

Chen Changsheng could feel that this person's realm was indeed powerful, and he was even infinitely close to the original Xue Xingchuan!

Whether he used the Wisdom Sword or the Burning Sword, it would be difficult for him to break through this person's defenses, at least for a short time.

Of course, the White Tiger God knew better, and he looked at Chen Changsheng through the light, with a faint disdain in his eyes.

Suddenly, a hint of pain appeared in his eyes, shattering all those disdains, and then turning into infinite shock.

He was called a perfect star field, and a crack was torn open!

What's going on?

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Before Chen Changsheng's sword met the iron spear of the White Tiger Divine General, a person walked out of the ranks of the imperial court.

In terms of clothing and appearance, the man was so ordinary and inconspicuous that he didn't attract any attention at first.

The man's footsteps seemed to be slow, but he soon came to the middle of the cliff hundreds of feet away.

The man's steps were light, so light that there was no sound, no wind sound, no breath or smell.

Even the White Tiger Divine General of the Gathering Star Peak Realm didn't notice that he was coming behind him.

That person was like a real ghost, standing quietly behind the White Tiger Divine General, staring indifferently at the back of the White Tiger Divine General's neck.

Finally, someone noticed this strange picture and felt an infinite chill.

Someone in the imperial mission reacted and wanted to warn him, but it was too late.

The man raised his hands and landed towards the back of the White Tiger General's neck.

Several marks that were so sharp that they felt chilling to the naked eye appeared in front of his hands, looking like two wolf claws.

This is the most calm sneak attack, and it is also the most intelligent means of fighting, no matter how perfect your star field is, I will break it with my strength in the meantime.

The sharp wolf claws fell, tearing a gap in the perfect and smooth surface of the White Tiger God's starlight.

The gap was so small that it couldn't even be detected if you didn't look closely.

The lethality of those two wolf claws seemed to be difficult to hurt the White Tiger Divine General.

But in the eyes of the really profound big people in the field, these two wolf claws are the most dangerous existences.

They vaguely saw a ferocious wolf quietly come behind a prey, and with an indifferent expression, he lowered his head and bit the neck of the prey.

It wasn't until the sharp wolf fangs pierced the prey's veins and even bit the prey's head off that the prey knew what was going on.

is so dangerous and good at concealing sneak attacks, who else can that person be, naturally fold his sleeves!

Xiang Wang's eyes suddenly froze, and there was a flame burning in the depths, turning into a great sun, as if there was an electric light sputtering out.

The cold wind rose at his feet, howling at high speed outside his bloated waist, as if it was about to turn into a new belt.

He sensed that something might happen to the White Tiger God and decided to come to the rescue.

But Wang Po's eyes fell on him, and the empty sleeves were lifted by the wind, looking like a thread tied under a paper warbler that was about to fall.

The other red also looked at Xiangwang, the broken thread hanging on the tail finger fluttered gently, and the bright red petals danced uneasily behind him.

Xiangwang's eyes narrowed, and he held his belt with both hands, not knowing if he would make a move next.

The confrontation between the three Divine Realm powerhouses lasted only a short moment.

Because after a short moment, the victory and defeat have been determined between the fields, and life and death have been decided.

Chen Changsheng's sword was like the shadow left by the white crane flying from high in the sky on the cold pool between the peaks, swept past the iron spear like a mountain road, and flew forward.

The folded hands were like flower branches buried by the cold light of the moon of the northern demons, and the iron spear like a bird that did not alarm fell on the back of the opponent's neck.

The White Tiger God will know that someone is coming and break his perfect star field, but he will not know where that person is.

He didn't have any energy to care where that person was.

Because Chen Changsheng's sword has already arrived.

The short sword, which was as bright and clean as autumn water, was combined with the Zangfeng scabbard, making the killing intent clearer and sharper.

The gap that was torn open in the star field by the White Tiger God was very small, but as long as there was a hole, it could be pierced by infinite sharpness.

The Unsullied Sword passed through the gap and came to the White Tiger Divine General's body, bringing up a trail of blood.

The White Tiger God will shout loudly, the true yuan is lucky, and the starlight is like a blooming flower, spurting towards the heavens and the earth.

The next moment, those bright starlight suddenly became dim, because there was an even brighter sword light, appearing between heaven and earth.

Countless sword lights rushed out from Chen Changsheng's hands, like countless fish swimming upstream, like fireworks in Kyoto on a night.

It's a beautiful and spectacular picture.

Countless sword roars came and went, chanting endlessly, bringing up countless sharp sword intents, cutting everything in the middle of the cliff.

Both the hard ground and the armor were all chopped to pieces, and the gap in the Perfect Star Field gradually expanded in the dazzling sword light.

The peak was dead silent, and only the sound of swords and breaking wind could be heard.

Many people know His Majesty's most famous Thousand Swords in unison, but they are still shocked beyond words to see this image in person.

These sword lights are the famous swords in the sword pool of Zhou Yuan? This kind of sword technique is the strongest means of His Majesty the Pope?

At least hundreds of famous swords slashed towards the White Tiger God General like a river.

Even if the realm strength of the White Tiger Divine General is strong, the marrow is perfectly cleansed, and the true yuan is extremely powerful, how can he withstand it?

In just an instant, dozens of sword wounds appeared on his majestic body, and blood splattered up, like a torrential rain.