Liang Hongxiang traveled thousands of miles to come here, in order to find Su Li's revenge, he said very clearly, it was the revenge of killing his father, in this case, this battle is not a victory or defeat, but must be life and death.

Before the start of a battle of life and death, please show mercy to the other party's subordinates, and the sincerity and sincerity are not clichés at all, it is a request from the heart, Chen Changsheng's words are really surprising, Liang Hongxiang didn't know how to answer at all, and shook his head, but what happened next, there was no accident, because it was impossible to have such a thing as mercy.

The red dance clothes fluttered in the blue barren mountains, hundreds of miles of dust and soil were all shaken into the sky, and Liang Hong's makeup floated in, as if a real flame was about to burn the prairies.

Plundering is like fire, it is difficult to find things in the world that spread faster and more violently than fire, this young man can see through his own domain?

It stands to reason that with Liang Hongxiang's realm and his reputation in the Northland, he would never have to use this method in the face of a cultivator in the Nether Realm, but Chen Changsheng was not an ordinary Netherworld cultivator, and in order to kill Su Li, Liang Hongxiang was willing to bear even the humiliation, of course he wouldn't care about being more cautious, even if it was completely unnecessary.

It was a terrifying thing for a Star Gathering Realm powerhouse to be so cautious in the face of an opponent who was obviously weaker than himself. Looking at the red dance clothes that burned like flames in the barren mountains, Su Li's sword eyebrows were raised again, but his expression became lighter, the indifference here is indifference, but also indifference, indifference to life, indifference to the ending - he has already seen the end of this battle, Chen Changsheng injured Liang Hongxiang's earlobe with a sword before, but there is no way to deal with the current situation.

Hundreds of years ago, when he left Zhou Yuan for the last time, he was already at the peak of the Secret Realm, even at that time, in the face of Liang Hong's makeup at this time, in addition to exchanging killing for killing, he couldn't think of a better way to deal with it, what could Chen Changsheng do?

Chen Changsheng didn't know what to do, no matter how high his comprehension was, no matter how diligent his cultivation was, the gap in the realm would exist after all, not to mention that in terms of combat, Liang Hongsheng's experience was much stronger than him, and ...... It came too fast.

It's hard to have anything more violent and faster than the invading fire, and he can't keep up with Liang Hong's speed through the Netherworld, but he has two things that are faster than Liang Hong's makeup - the speed of walking and thinking.

-- When the consciousness moves, it can transcend thousands of mountains and rivers.

He looked at the fiery dancing clothes that spread all over the mountains and fields, and thought desperately.

The old events of the former dynasty recorded in the Daozang, the characteristics of the exercises of Liang Wangsun rampant in the north, Liang Hong's cold eyes, terrifying red sleeves, soaring breath, majestic true yuan, the angle of bowing after a grass was stepped on, countless numbers or descriptions appeared in his sea of consciousness, and then kept combining and matching with each other, turning into an extremely complex star map.

He didn't succeed in the sword, even if he gave him another three days and three nights, he couldn't figure out the weak points of Liang Hong's star field, and he couldn't see the connections in this star map, and after a while, Liang Hong's dance clothes would burn him to ashes.

He still can only be blinded, no, is guessing.

Su Li said that guessing and Meng are different. Meng is guessing, but when he guesses, he opens his eyes, looks at the world, looks at the starry sky, has a basis, and then listens to his intuition, or inner feelings.

He made his guess and then preemptively moved.

There was wind in the barren mountains, all from Liang Hong's dance clothes, but Chen Changsheng's body was very quiet, weird and terrifying, suddenly, he disappeared in place, and the next moment, he came to Liang Hong's body.

He moved a simplified version of the Yahweh step.

An extremely bright sword light lit up in the barren mountains, accompanied by a low chant, with a solemn and terrifying coercion that seemed to come from ancient times, piercing into the flames all over the mountains.

He moved the new generation of the Dragon Yin Sword.

Compared to the powerful realm of Liang Hong's fluttering clothes, his sword intent was not strong, but it was extraordinarily calm.

The sword light suddenly illuminated the mountains and fields, like a bolt of lightning.

At an unimaginable angle, the short sword went straight into a sharp turn, bypassed the flames, and came to Liang Hongxiang's body.

A roar of anger and shock sounded in the mountains.

Liang Hongxiang hurriedly retreated, and in mid-air, he could clearly see a clear sword mark on his left shoulder, blood overflowed from that sword mark, and Chen Changsheng's sword actually stabbed him again!

The fire did not weaken, but soared, Liang Hongxiang was extremely angry, and the red dance clothes fell from the sky, enveloping Chen Changsheng in it, and at this moment, another extremely bright sword light lit up!

The sword roared continuously in the mountains and fields, but it was not hurried, one by one, even a little slow, and the sword intent was not very strong, but the piece of dancing clothes like fire could never fall, and it could not cover Chen Changsheng in it.

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Time, between the sword light and the fire dance.

I don't know how long it took, but a terrifying tearing sound suddenly sounded among the barren mountains.

The fire that covered the mountains suddenly disappeared without a trace, and the sword light no longer continued to shine.

The two figures separated, facing each other dozens of feet apart in the mountains, and there was a mountain breeze blowing between them.

Chen Changsheng's face was very pale, and the hand holding the sword kept trembling.

Liang Hong's face was even paler, covered in blood, and his dance clothes were all torn.

Chen Changsheng gave birth to seven swords, but none of them missed.

At this point in the battle, the victory and defeat have been lost.

The remnants of makeup and blood droplets were particularly clear on Liang Hongxiang's pale face, blood kept dripping from the tattered dance clothes, he looked at Chen Changsheng, staring, as if he couldn't figure out what was going on with this qiē.

Chen Changsheng was a little dazed, even at this moment, he didn't quite understand what was going on.

Su Li looked at Chen Changsheng, his feelings were a little complicated, the young man in the Netherworld Realm was against the celebrities of the Gathering Star Realm, and the former won the end - a cross-border killing that was rare in the history of the cultivation world, and it happened in front of his eyes.

He had completed several cross-border kills back then, and he believed that Qiu Shan, who had studied the sword for a month with him, could also do it when he was in the upper realm, but Chen Changsheng was able to accomplish such a thing and the way he used it, which still shocked him very much.

The battle was so uneventful.

Su Li is clear, but because it is bland, it is even more thrilling.

Chen Changsheng completed this cross-border kill, not by talent bloodline, not by Tiancheng Kendao, not by the gift of heaven and earth and starry sky, but by his own efforts and comprehension, this is not a genius, but it is far more powerful than a genius.

In the long river of time, on the vast continent, has there ever been such a person?

Su Li looked at Chen Changsheng, silently thinking about this question, and lightly tapped his fingers on the yellow paper umbrella.

Until the end, he only knocked six times.

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(Yesterday I ran around all day, not to mention tiredness, the old problem of the waist was committed, all kinds of laziness and squeamishness, I really wanted to take another day off, but I looked at the calendar and found that today was 213...... Ah, for me, who has been writing about the night for nearly three years, this is really a very important day, how can I write some, so, with this chapter, the sword seven umbrella six, exactly thirteen! Tomorrow on Valentine's Day, I will definitely ...... Update, it won't give children the opportunity to make mistakes and spend more money!)