Back then, in the wind and snow of Nai He Bridge, her South China Sea Sword Yin and Chen Changsheng's Tianyin Luo were opponents, but today they are companions.

And these two swordsmanship were originally from Nanxi Zhai, which is naturally intimate.

The chant of the sword and the sound of the sword rose and fell, lingering and changing, and the sound became more and more passionate and high, until it was sharp and thin, and then it was not heard.

Not being able to hear it doesn't mean that there is no sound, it's just that the frequency of the two people's swords trembling is too high, and it has exceeded the range that ordinary people can hear.

People can't hear it, but flowers can.

With the silent sound wave, the little red flower suddenly hovered, as if stirred by the wind, and began to shake.

The petals trembled at a speed that was indiscernible to the naked eye, and the crystalline droplets of water were shaken into finer particles and sputtered in all directions.

The seemingly weak water droplets actually contain a different kind of red majestic true qi, Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong's sword intent, castration is extremely fast, and the power is no less than that of a sharp arrow.

Only countless terrible sounds of breaking the air and light explosions of broken skins could be heard on the cliff floor, and countless dense small holes appeared on the hard cliff rocks and the ground.

Looking at this scene, people were shocked and speechless, their faces turned pale, and they thought to themselves how miserable it would be if it was themselves in the room.

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The little red flower hung quietly in the air, still delicate, because of the departure of the water droplets, it was slightly aggrieved, but it was far from the extent of dispersion.

And whether the sword is chanting or the sword is roaring, there will always be a moment when it will stop.

At that time, what will Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong rely on to resist the powerful attack of the other red?

Chen Changsheng knew that he couldn't let the situation develop like this, his consciousness turned slightly, and a stone **** came out of his sleeve and smashed towards the little red flower.

It was not a stone bead formed by the Heavenly Book Tablet, but a white Heavenly Stone that had a deep connection with the Heavenly Book Tablet.

That white celestial stone is incomparably round, surrounded by an extremely complex black gold formation, which looks extremely beautiful, and it is the treasure of the national religion - the Falling Star Stone!

With Chen Changsheng's current realm cultivation, he was far from being able to exert the true power of the Heavenly Book Tablet, so he chose the Falling Star Stone.

In his cognition, the Falling Star Stone seemed to be just right to deal with that little red flower.

A vicissitudes of power that seemed to come from ancient times appeared on the cliff with the falling star stone.

Countless cold winds poured into the Falling Star Stone, and the gravel on the ground that had just stopped rolling began to roll again.

Even the laws of heaven and earth around him began to distort, just like what Little Red Flower had done before.

An incomparably deep black hole appears in the sky, gradually growing larger.

The falling star stone hung in the middle of it, scattering a ghostly light, like a star.

Sure enough, Little Red Flower did not continue to move forward, but stayed on the periphery, as if confronting the Falling Star Stone.

If Chen Changsheng wanted to leave, he only needed to wait for a while, and he would be able to go to the wilderness hundreds of miles away through the spatial passage forcibly broken by the Falling Star Stone.

But he didn't think about leaving, and at the same time, Different-Red wouldn't give him any chance.

A fist burst into the air.

The string tied to the tail finger was straight, as if it were made of iron.

The little red flower moved forward with it.

The string passed through the black hole vortex formed by the falling star stone.

There was a soft snap, and the string broke in two.

This thin rope is tied to the tail finger of a different kind of red, I don't know how many years, even the night of the change of the Tianshuling has not been broken, it must not be an ordinary thing.

At this moment, it still didn't resist the cutting of space after all, and it broke off like this.

However, the black hole vortex formed by the falling star stone was also cut in half by this strange string, and then quickly faded.

The fist of the different red had already come to the front of the little red flower, directly blasting through the remaining black hole vortex and coming to Chen Changsheng's body!

What kind of fist is this, it actually contains such terrifying power, and it can directly break the spatial barrier formed by the national religion treasure!

A phoenix chirped, and the light and shadow of the green tree appeared in the void.

The white fasting clothes fluttered lightly, Xu Yourong untied the bow, held it in his hand, and turned into Tonggong.

However, the different red fists came too quickly, and Kirinomiya had already been blasted before it could take shape!

A stream of blood overflowed from the corner of Xu Yourong's lips, already injured.

The red expression remains the same, continue to move forward!

Looking at the fist that was getting closer and closer in front of him, Chen Changsheng remembered the night in the Tianshu Tomb.

That night, Differently Red was seriously injured under the fist of the Tianhai Holy Queen.

Only then did he know that the different kind of red after the serious injury was actually realized because of this, and he no longer attached his mind to external objects, but learned to condense the world into his own body!

The fist of the different red actually has a bit of the meaning of the fist of the Heavenly Sea Holy Queen!

Compared with that night, now he has a higher level of realm and combat power!

In the past, he was already an extremely powerful Divine Realm powerhouse, but now he can actually become even stronger, how can he deal with this?

What other kind of red said is not wrong, although Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong are amazingly talented, after all, today is the first time to use the combined sword technique, and they can't be perfect.

At this moment, whether it was the combination of swordsmanship or the national religion treasure, or Xu Yourong, they were no longer able to help Chen Changsheng.

Now he can only rely on his own strength to take this punch of different red.

How to pick up?

Chen Changsheng also used his fists.

A moment ago, he returned his sword in front of him, and the sound of heaven fell.

At this moment, he is a stupid sword.

Then he clenched his left fist and smashed it into the red fist.

The fist burst into the air, whistling and screaming, and the five stone beads on the wrist kept trembling, looking extremely heavy.

An indescribable loud bang resounded through the cliff and reached dozens of miles away.

The fishermen on the Tongjiang fishing boat, who had not yet had time to get up, turned pale and kept kowtowing, praying for the thunder to stay away.

Naturally, the movement on the cliff is greater.

The collision of two huge forces directly shook the ground and sank a few feet, and a semicircular air cover just appeared, which immediately broke open, releasing countless air waves.

The wind was howling, and even though the cultivators in the vicinity had already swept away, they were still affected and shook to the ground.

In the air waves gushing around, a figure could be seen sweeping backward at high speed, and then fell heavily in the middle of the cliff hundreds of feet away.

A deep trench appeared on the ground of the cliff, as if it had been plowed out.

Chen Changsheng stood at the end of this ditch, his face was pale, his expression was slightly confused, and he seemed to be extremely seriously injured.

The smoke and dust fell slightly, and the other kind of red closed his fist and returned, making a gesture to sweep, suddenly stopped, and with a wave of his right hand, he shook an arrow that came from nowhere.

I saw Xu Yourong dressed in a white sacrificial robe, holding a tong bow, his black hair fluttering slightly, and more than ten Wu arrows hanging in the air, ready to shoot at any time.

This is the first time many people have seen Xu Yourong like this.

Only a few people know that this is Xu Yourong's strongest means.

If Bei Xianghong insisted on chasing Chen Changsheng away, he would inevitably carry countless arrows on his back and attack like a torrential rain.

Even if he is a powerhouse in the Divine Realm, he has to consider whether it is cost-effective to do so.