Chen Changsheng's sword arrived in front of Xue He, and the real sharp sword was Su Li's vision.

But if a powerful man in the Star Gathering Realm would be easily defeated like this, how could Daozang call the star field a separate world for everyone?

The bright morning light suddenly changed for a moment.

Xue He reached behind him and drew a second knife, because his movements were so fast that a afterimage appeared, as if a second him was added in the morning light.

The sharp and bright blade fell down faster than the sound, slashing towards Chen Changsheng's head.

Chen Changsheng's sword force was about to go out at this time, and he could not change the direction of the short sword at all, let alone blocking this sword. What could he do?

A buzzing sound came from the green sorghum field again, and a heavy iron sword appeared from nowhere, blocking Xue He's blade.

With Xue He's cultivation level, he couldn't cut off this iron sword.

This iron sword is the Shanhai Sword.

Xue He had no expression on his face, and the afterimage rose again. At an unimaginable speed, he pulled out the second knife behind him and slashed it down again.

His movements were too fast. When the second sword fell, Shanhai Jian had just met the first sword. According to Chen Changsheng's realm strength, he could not keep up with such a fast speed, because a practitioner in Tongyou Realm could not have such a fast speed of sword drawing, but his sword drawing was originally different from the rest of the world. He did not need to shake his wrists, did not need to make any moves, and even did not even move his fingers. He only needed a slightly moving divine thoughts, and a sword emerged from the sheath and headed towards the sword pattern in Xue He's hand.

The second sword is the Saint Sword of Nanxizhai.

Xue He's pupils shrank slightly, and he was obviously shaken by Chen Changsheng's two famous swords that appeared somewhere, but the movements in his hand did not slow down at all. The afterimage in the Chenguang reappeared and the third sword was released.

Almost as the third sword fell, Chen Changsheng summoned the third sword.

Only a real strong sword, a relatively well-preserved sword, can block the strong sword of the general Xue He, so the third sword is the flag sword of the Demon Soldier.

Everything happened too quickly, only in an instant.

The morning light flashed slightly, and the afterimage reappeared. Xue He seemed to have become six people. He drew out six swords and slashed at Chen Changsheng's head. Chen Changsheng seemed to be standing still in front of him, but six swords were born in the air and blocked him.

The continuous sound of impact only sounded at this time, as if a series of spring thunder bloomed in the blue field.

Xue He's sword was too fast. If Chen Changsheng had only relied on his own ability, he could not take it. However, Xue He probably wouldn't have imagined that this young man would have such strange means. What kind of swords were those swords? This is not the end. Xue He's six afterimages were closed at the same time and returned to his original body. The sword he slashed towards Su Li, and then slashed down into Chen Changsheng's neck again.

This is his first and last, and the real one.

When the sword fell, the seven swords became a perfect world again, and his sword domain was restored to perfection again, and all the previous loopholes disappeared without a trace.

When the sword fell, Xue He's eyes were very cold, as if asking Chen Changsheng, do you still have a sword? The terrifying sword force brought by the seven swords crushed Chen Changsheng's breathing very hard, and even thinking seemed to slow down. Otherwise, he might think of a sentence: Do I still have more than 10,000 swords to tell you? But at this time, even if he even comes out in all tens of swords, it doesn't make up for it, because Xue He's sword domain is coming again, his short sword cannot break through and cannot pierce into the other party's body. The gap between realms is so difficult to make up.

Fortunately, Su Li was still behind him, looking at Xue He, his calm eyes were like a sword washed by Qiu Shui.

"Tianfu." His eyes fell under Xue He's ribs and said.

Chen Changsheng's short sword followed.

Xue He had a slightly stern expression. He reconstructed the knife domain with his brilliant means. Who would have thought that Su Li could only take a look and see through his only weakness.

But he was not worried, because Su Li was seriously injured and could only speak, not take a sword. As a strong man in the Star Gathering Realm, plus his armor, it was not something that the young man who was still in the Tongyou Realm could defeat. So he did not think about it and decided to end the battle soon and ignore Chen Changsheng's sword. If we analyze this battle with weak defeats the strong afterwards, in addition to Su Li's vision and Chen Changsheng's strength and calm mentality that far exceeds his age, the most important reason is that Xue He made a fatal mistake at the most critical moment.

He did not expect that the seemingly ordinary short sword in Chen Changsheng's hand was actually one of the sharpest swords in the world. Especially after the baptism of the wind and rain in Zhouyuan, this short sword possessed the sword intent of the Dragon Roar Sword, had its own sword soul, inherited the heroic will of Chen Xuanba countless years ago, and was able to exert power beyond the realm.

With a light sound, the short sword in Chen Changsheng's hand pierced the bright armor of Xue He, breaking his body as hard as a stone after washing his marrow, and continuing to move forward like a violent wind, as if to destroy everything before the sword.

A roar of shock and pain sounded

Xue He never expected that he was not careful for a moment and let this young man in Tonggu Realm succeed, put himself in such a dangerous situation, and the true energy in his body came out violently.

Chen Changsheng's sword edge was difficult to continue moving forward. Xue He used his lifelong cultivation to gather the star field in front of his chest, and blocked the sword with his true energy. The knife in his hand continued to chop Chen Changsheng's neck. Not to mention that Chen Changsheng's sword was difficult to continue to penetrate deeper. Even if he could, he would seriously hurt Xue He at most, but this knife would definitely cut off his head.

That's it.

Chen Changsheng knew that he had lost.

He did not expect that the powerful man in the Star Gathering Realm could actually exert such a terrible combat power at the critical moment of life and death, and could actually turn the true energy into a real existence that seemed to be a substance.

He was already considered a peerless genius at this age, but he still seemed a little vulnerable in front of the powerful people in the Juxing Realm. Even with Su Li's guidance, even if he had already performed above the level. It was actually very natural for him to lose to Xue He. But why was he still a little unwilling to die? Or was he unwilling to die soon, but he could not really hurt Xue He? Chen Changsheng didn't think so. He knew that he could hurt Xue He, so he continued to draw his sword and didn't care that he might die the next moment.

In the battle of practitioners, it is rare to temporarily change the sword posture at the last moment, because it violates common sense of practice and the principles of nature. Unless before the sword is drawn, such a change has been hidden in the sword move in advance. Such a sword move is very rare. In recent years, the most famous sword move is called the Liaotian Sword.

Liaotian Sword is Lishan's sword technique, and it is a secret sword created by Su Li. It is just a matter of wonder, and it is even above the Golden Crow Secret Sword.

Chen Changsheng used the Liaotian Sword. He knew this kind of sword technique. He used it in the Great Chao trial, but at that time he used the fist as his sword, and now it was the first time he used this sword move.

Chen Changsheng's sword was lifted upwards in an incomprehensible way, drawing a line that seemed natural on Xue He's bright armor, and the hard armor kept shattering and splashing.

It was like a field ignited by lightning, spewing flames into the sky.

A clear sound rang out.

A stream of blood burst out, and Xue He's left arm was cut off and flew into the sky.

Almost at the same time, Xue He's knife fell on Chen Changsheng's neck.

A loud thunderous sound exploded, and all the flames on the field were extinguished.

Chen Changsheng's knee fell heavily on the ground in front of the car, the earth was shaking, and smoke and dust were shaking.
Chapter completed!