Old Man Lin's raised eyebrows slowly fell, but the corners of his lips slowly rose.

This is emotion and self-mockery, but in the final analysis, it is a mockery of Chen Changsheng.

Old man Lin grew up in the palace since he was a child, his talent is extremely high, his knowledge is very wide, and his practice is extremely exquisite, he has advanced to the peak of Juxing many years ago, if it were not for Taizong's later years, the palace situation was extremely dangerous, he was castrated into the palace during the most critical period of practice, and since then he has become a deviant person, and it is even possible to enter the sacred realm.

No matter how high Chen Changsheng's cultivation talent is, even if he has all kinds of heavy treasures and countless means, he even almost killed Zhou Tong that night, he still can't be his opponent.

- He was only seventeen years old, and he failed to gather stars in the cold mountains.

Previously, outside the National Education College, Su Moyu was worried about Chen Changsheng's safety, so he stopped the attendants of Old Man Lin, saying that one person was enough to announce the decree.

Old Man Lin's answer was that if you want to kill Chen Changsheng, a will, and he alone is enough.

This is not a lie, but a fact.

At this time, Chen Changsheng asked him very seriously: "Can you kill me?"

Old Man Lin's smile gradually faded, and he looked at Chen Changsheng and said, "After leaving Kyoto for twenty years, it seems that the young people nowadays have forgotten who I am. ”

Chen Changsheng didn't speak, and showed his mind with his actions.

Two streaks of smoke floated from under his boots, which represented strength, and then the smoke and dust suddenly became a mess, and his clothes were messed up, turning into several lines, pulling out the afterimage in the space of the library.

He disappeared from his place.

On the dark and bright floor, there were more than a dozen extremely faint footprints.

The footprints seemed to appear at the same time, in no order.

If someone carefully looks at the direction of those footprints at this time, or can think of the direction of some stars in the starry sky, they can think of those lines on the Zhaoqing Monument.

The incomparably complex star positions and incalculable star maps represent the direction and sequence, and contain the position movement beyond the speed.

It is the secret method of the demon race.

The space at the main entrance of the library building is slightly distorted.

A sword shadow pierced the light from the sky outside the building.

Chen Changsheng's figure followed.

At this time, he had already come to the side of Old Man Lin.

His speed was so fast that it even gave the impression that even lightning was nothing more than that.

Or maybe that's because he had already stabbed out his most powerful burning sword at the same time as he used Ye Zhibu.

The sword light illuminated the door of the library building, suppressing all the heavenly light that was spilled outside the door.

A fiery aura enveloped the arena, and then quickly spread around.

The yellowed grass outside the library suddenly became more awkward, and the edges of the books on the shelves in the library were lifted at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if they had lost all moisture.

Flames burned on the Innocent Sword, stabbing towards Old Man Lin's eyebrows.

Old man Lin's expression was slightly condensed, as if he was a little surprised.

He didn't expect that the power contained in this sword would be so strong!

Somewhat different from the rumors, Chen Changsheng's true yuan was so abundant, even compared to those powerhouses who had practiced for hundreds of years, it was not inferior.

Or is it because of this sword move? It is said that Su Li taught Chen Changsheng a sword move that can violently improve the true yuan in a short period of time, and it seems that this is it.

When he was thinking about these things, Old Man Lin's sleeves were already flying.

The extremely pure starlight emanated from his body and poured into his sleeves, like two stone mountains flying from the sky, sandwiching Chen Changsheng's sword inside!

In the face of the divine soldier on the list of 100 weapons, the incomparably sharp and innocent sword, Old Man Lin actually divided his star field into two halves and used it as a weapon!

What a genius to deal with, and what a domineering match!

The battle between cultivators depends on understanding, such as battle awareness, such as adaptability, such as experience, but the most important thing is the strength itself.

Old Man Lin is a powerhouse at the peak of the star gathering, the star field is almost perfect, the number of true elements is incomparably rich, and his perception of the legal rules of heaven and earth is far better than Chen Changsheng, so he can naturally control the entire battle situation.

Will this battle end here? Of course not, both Old Man Lin and Chen Changsheng knew that this was just the beginning.

In the scabbard called Zang Feng, there are also thousands of peerless famous swords.

With the protection of those peerless famous swords, Chen Changsheng could kill Zhou Tong to the point of bleeding, and at least he could resist Old Man Lin for a moment. Old Man Lin knew this very well, he was not ready to give Chen Changsheng a chance to give out his sword, so he chose to separate the star field before, this kind of seemingly strong, but in fact it was a somewhat dangerous, and it could even be said to be a means of underestimating the enemy.

Old man Lin wants to make sure that his hands are free.

At this time, his sleeves carried the star field, sealing Chen Changsheng's sword blade, and his hand passed out of the sleeve and landed in the middle of the sword.

Chen Changsheng's sword was composed of an innocent sword and a hidden edge, and the place where Old Man Lin's hand fell was the exit of the scabbard.

Since he dared to hold it there, Old Man Lin naturally had the certainty of dealing with those swords in the sheath, or rather, he had already prepared for it.

Suddenly, Old Man Lin's pupils shrank, and he had an incredible emotion, and in the scream, he wanted to retreat backwards.

It wasn't a sword that came out of its scabbard.

It's a small black stone.

......

......

It stands to reason that an inconspicuous small stone will never make Old Man Lin feel like a great enemy, and even give birth to the heart of retreat.

But Old Man Lin studied the Tao carefully, and his perception of the rules of heaven and earth was close to the realm, and when he saw this black stone, he felt that something was wrong.

He could feel a transcendent power coming with this black stone.

Since it has transcended the world, it is natural that it cannot be avoided.

Old man Lin's fingers spread out like flowers, crushed the air in the library building, and grabbed the black stone in his hand.

With a click, his three phalanges were broken into thirteen pieces, and then his wrist bones were shattered.

Only then did he realize that the power that transcended the world did not come from the scepter, nor from some artifact that he didn't know.

This power, the weight, is unimaginable weight.

The weight like the sky fell on Old Man Lin's body.

His face turned unusually pale, his body trembled, and countless cuts cracked in the floor where his feet were stomping.

......

......

That black stone is a heavenly book tablet left by Wang Zhice.

The Heavenly Book Tablet itself is very heavy, but at this time, the weight of the black stone is because it is also a door.

A door to Zhou Yuan.

Three days ago in the Tianshu Mausoleum, Chen Changsheng saw His Majesty the Pope pluck a green leaf, and the world's great power attacked the Holy Queen Niangniang.

From that image, he learned something.

The black stone is not the real Zhou Garden, it can only carry a little breath of Zhou Yuan, or rather, a very small part of Zhou Yuan, but Old Man Lin is not the Holy Queen's mother.

Since you use this world to suppress me, then I will use my world to beat you.

Zhou Yuan is bigger than the Aoba World, but Aoba is a complete world, the Black Stone is just a door to the world, and Chen Changsheng's realm cultivation is far inferior to His Majesty the Pope.

Old man Lin is just so passive when he encounters such a means that he has never thought of, and he can't deal with it.

As long as he holds on for a moment, he will surely find a way to crack it.

But a moment is enough time to do a lot.

The black stone came out, the autumn wind was blowing in the library building, and the sky was dark.

Old man Lin seemed to be overwhelmed by the starry sky and could not move.

Ten thousand sword lights flowed out of Chen Changsheng's scabbard, rushing away.

The sword light tore through the starry sky, shredded the autumn wind, and robbed the skylight.

Countless sword intents rose vertically and horizontally, countless sword sounds were sonorous and continuous, and occasionally the angry howls and violent shots of Old Man Lin rang out.

Suddenly, all the sounds in the library were gone, and those sword intents were gone, and it was extremely quiet.

Countless debris flew out of the library building, forming an extremely wide cloud of dust in the Anglican College.

The autumn wind passed through the hall, carrying away the dust and debris, leaving a piece of clarity.

All the doors and windows of the library were gone, and it looked empty, with only two figures left.

One stand and one sit.

Standing was Chen Changsheng, holding a sword, calm and silent.

Old man Lin was covered in blood and sat on the ground.