The snow field is very thick, I don't know how deep it is, every snowflake or snow flakes is a wisp of starlight, containing a lot of energy, a snowfield, hundreds of zhang in radius, I don't know how many thousands of snowflakes and snow chips, I don't know how much energy is hidden, once ignited by the divine consciousness, countless light and heat burst out in an instant. At the beginning in front of the black dragon in the underground space, Chen Changsheng skipped the marrow washing, sat directly and took a photo, almost ignited by those lights and heat in an instant, if it wasn't for the dragon's blood pouring, or he would have died a long time ago, in the previous battle with Zhuang Moult, he ignited a snowfield again, although the body bathed in the dragon's blood was countless times stronger than before, but it was still unbearable, if it wasn't for the sudden autumn rain, or he would have died.

The light and heat bursting out of one snowfield were so terrifying that he couldn't bear it, let alone ignite ten snowfields at the same time, he couldn't bear it at all, it was completely desperate.

He had to defeat Gou Hanshi to get the top spot in the top of the list so that he could enter the Lingyan Pavilion to discover the secret of changing his life, as he said, he had to fight hard to save his life.

In an instant, his body became extremely hot, his body temperature was unimaginably high, and the rain that fell on his body was quickly evaporated, and the dripping rain could not make his body feel the slightest wetness, on the contrary, he began to sweat non-stop, sweating like pulp, and was quickly evaporated after gushing out of the surface of his body.

His whole body was wrapped in white steam, rain and sweat, the smell was very strange, and at the same time, his face was a little deformed through the fog, which was also very strange.

Just a moment of exercise, his clothes were wet more than ten times, and dried more than ten times, no matter how strong the fabric of the clothes is, it can't withstand this kind of tossing back and forth, when the rain silk falling from the dust floor suddenly becomes thicker, after the rain becomes heavier, the clothes are suddenly torn, and become more than ten strips of cloth hanging on his naked upper body, which looks a little funny, but in the eyes of those people on the second floor, it is particularly shocking.

Yes, the rain falling from the sky above the dust washing building became very violent, as if he knew that he was on the verge of life and death, and the rain fell desperately, and in the loud noise, it seemed that someone had poked the bottom of the heavenly lake. And the rain was very cold, as if it was the last rain before the snow in late autumn.

Even so, the cold rainstorm on his body could not prevent his body temperature from rising, and in the white steam, his eyebrows and eyes were full of pain.

The sound of cicadas outside the dust-washing building became louder and louder, and more and more poignant.

Inside and outside the building, it seems like two worlds, two seasons.

Chen Changsheng's muscles were extremely sore, as if torn, his skin became extremely sensitive, every drop of rain made him feel the pain of being stripped and grassed, his person seemed to be really burning, although he couldn't see the tangible flames, the air around his body had been slightly deformed, and the picture was very weird.

Such a terrifying amount of starlight burning, such unbearable pain, could not make him close his eyes, he stared at Gou Hanshi's eyes tightly, his right hand tied to the hilt of the sword was extremely pale, and his footsteps began to move slowly but surely, trying to continue to search for the possibility of victory.

He didn't know when he would faint in pain, and when he might be burned to death, he had to endure the pain and defeat his opponent while Zhenyuan was unprecedentedly strong.

Gou Hanshi watched him come slowly with a white mist, the expression in his eyes was extremely solemn, he flicked his right arm, the long sword broke through the air, but Ning Rou slashed at Chen Changsheng with great determination.

In the rainstorm, Chen Changsheng used terrifying speed to dodge the peaceful but powerful sword intent, and the short sword in his hand took advantage of the rain to come out and fall towards Gou Hanshi.

In a very short period of time, the two of them had sixteen sword moves on the right.

Gou Hanshi's Lishan swordsmanship was naturally exquisite and powerful, but Chen Changsheng's response was also extremely exciting, sometimes turning the mountain stick into a swordsmanship, and countless swordsmanship of various sects and academies were easily accessed by him, plus he was extremely familiar with the Lishan swordsmanship, so he blocked this offensive dangerously.

The battle situation was tense, and the people watching the battle on the second floor were silent, but their hearts had already set off countless waves, especially for Chen Changsheng, who admired him more, looking at this round of swords, they all thought that Zhuang Changmoult was really unjust.

In this battle, Chen Changsheng showed his terrible will to fight, and also showed an incomparably excellent learning ability, you must know that at the very beginning, in the face of Zhuang Changyu, he was not confident in swordsmanship, at this time, he fought with Gou Hanshi, who was recognized as a very strong swordsmanship, and his swordsmanship became more and more sharp, and he really converted the knowledge in the cultivation books into combat effectiveness.

It's a pity that there is a threshold in the National Education Academy, a threshold in the palace, and a threshold in the Dust Washing Building, there are thresholds everywhere in this world, blocking countless people, and there is also a threshold in front of Gou Hanshi, no matter how good Chen Changsheng is, no matter how strong his will is, it is impossible to step over, after all, it has been less than a year since he officially started his cultivation, and if it is counted from the successful start of the marrow cleansing, it will be less than a few months.

With a clear sound, the rainstorm in the dust-washing building suddenly stopped.

The reason why the rainstorm stopped was because Chen Changsheng's body temperature had returned to normal.

Fortunately, he didn't die, but it was a kind of unluck that caused this luck - the True Yuan in his body had been depleted in the battle.

There was a dead silence in the dust-washing building.

Gou Hanshi stood quietly in place, his right sleeve was slightly drooping, and his face was slightly pale.

Chen Changsheng stood opposite, his tattered clothes like silk, and his naked body was constantly dripping with blood.

The battle finally came to an end, and he lost all the possibility of victory, but to the surprise of many people, even he didn't expect it, he didn't have too many frustrated feelings, let alone any sad and unwilling thoughts, he was very calm.

Because he has done his best.

In order to survive, he has fought desperately.

If this can't be successful, it can only mean that the way of heaven or fate is arranged like this, he didn't accept it, tried to challenge, and then failed, and that's it.

After ten snowfields, he set the snowfields on fire twice in a row, and finally set all the snowfields on fire, and he really tried desperately, but he didn't succeed.

He is qualified to be calm and even proud.

He looked down at his right hand, the dagger tied to his hand with strips of cloth.

From the beginning to the end of this battle, he and Gou Hanshi's sword have never really met, on the one hand, Gou Hanshi is afraid, and on the other hand, it also shows that his strength is indeed much worse.

It should be calm, why are you still a little unwilling?

Chen Changsheng looked at the sword in his hand and thought silently.

Then he raised his head and raised his sword and walked towards Gou Hanshi.

He knew that this would be the last time he raised his sword.

Indeed it is.

Gou Hanshi raised his arms, and he swept back and headed towards the stone wall.

Floating in the air, he felt a little tired, a little happy, because he finally didn't have to think about it, he finally didn't have to be unwilling, and then he felt that the blue sky was a little dazzling.

He closed his eyes.

But it was not dark.

He saw the burning, scorched snowfields.

I saw the trickle of water left in the field.

Saw farther afield.

There, in the sky, hangs a lake.

Only today did he see clearly that there was a mountain peak in that lake.

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(At the beginning of the month, I said that I updated 120,000 words before the 20th, and I did it, although these two days are really, tired into slag, when I wrote today, I fell asleep several times, plus I used a notebook, and I was not used to the input method, and there were a lot of mistakes and omissions, so I changed later.) Because it's been outside, it's hard to guarantee the update, there will be no update tomorrow, and there will be fewer updates in the next ten days, if you don't have time to write, you'll ask for leave in advance, good night everyone. ）