"You want to create miracles, but here has proven that there is no miracle."

Shang Xingzhou said: "The Xike was defeated, the Lishan ancestor was defeated, and Chen Xuanba was defeated, and it was always Zhou Dufu who was winning."

If there is such a thing as destiny, then the annotation of destiny is that the strong will always be strong. In the face of real power, passion, desire, dream, ideal, persistence, courage, sacrifice, these beautiful words have no meaning.

Chen Changsheng said: "Master, you said I would not live to be twenty years old, but I did it."

Shang Xingzhou said: "That is also based on her power."

"But that's not fate, at least it's not the fate you arranged for me."

Chen Changsheng looked at the grassland below Muyu, looked at the aquatic plants that were countless times more abundant than three years ago, and the group of beasts that were looming. After a while, he turned around and looked at Shang Xingzhou and said, "I call this a miracle."

Shang Xingzhou looked at him quietly and said, "Is that true?"

His sleeves fluttered and he raised his left hand.

Five stable and slender fingers aimed at Chen Changsheng.

The breeze comes slowly, and the old trees on the dusk valley sway slightly.

The picture is beautiful, but Chen Changsheng feels a strong danger.

His hand fell on the hilt of the sword without hesitation.

He was about to pull out the Wudi Sword, cross the sword across his chest, and cast a stupid sword that he had not used for a long time.

He was wearing folded sleeves with very short cuffs.

His shoulders were always relaxed.

In the entire continent, no one except Liu Qing is faster than his sword drawing speed.

If this is too late, he will have a faster sword.

He only needs a divine thought to move, and thousands of swords in the scabbard will emerge one after another, forming a sea of ​​swords.

Not to mention that Shang Xingzhou suppresses the realm under the sacred realm, even Shang Xingzhou usually cannot break the Nanxizhai Sword Formation in an instant.

Just give him a moment and he will find a chance.

However.

His hand failed to fall on the hilt of the sword.

Thousands of swords failed to emerge from the sky and formed the Nanxizhai Sword Formation.

Because his sword disappeared.

Both the Wudi sword and the scabbard are gone.

The breeze on the mute valley blew his belt, and there was nothing on it.

The next moment.

Shang Xingzhou had an extra sword in his hand.

His fingers were slender and stable, as if the sword was originally his.

"I gave you everything you have, including this sword and this scabbard."

Shang Xingzhou looked at him and said calmly: "How can you defeat me?"

The breeze lingers, but the cold soaks the bones.

There is a cloud that is born from the bottom of the body.

Shang Xingbo floated in front of Chen Changsheng and waved his right hand.

This palm looks ordinary, but it seems to be in line with the principles of heaven and earth, giving people a feeling of being unavoidable.

Chen Changsheng couldn't avoid it.

Shang Xingzhou's palm fell on his chest.

There was a light bang.

Chen Changsheng was shaken out of the cliff.

Draw an arc in the sky outside the mulberry valley.
Chapter completed!