When the spear tip poked out from nothingness, Chen Changsheng blocked his sword with a stupid sword.

From his determination to kill the Demon Lord to his night in the hospital, and until he finally arrived at the Holy Light Angel, he used the wisdom sword.

Then of course he used the last sword to burn the sword.

This is Su Li uploaded his three swords in the wasteland back then.

Seeing the sword light that was lit, the Holy Light Angel's expression changed slightly, and then raised his left hand.

He seemed to have never expected that Chen Changsheng's speed would suddenly become so fast and his true energy would become much stronger.

With a light bang, Chen Changsheng's sword was pinched by the fingers of the Holy Light Angel and could no longer move, just like a mosquito being pinched.

The Sword of the Unreal Sword has unparalleled sharpness, but is tightly clamped and cannot cut the angel's fingers.

This should be Chen Changsheng's strongest sword, but it is not a threat to the Holy Light Angel.

Logically speaking, the Holy Light Angel should have directly attacked Chen Changsheng in a crushing posture.

For some reason, a trace of fear appeared deep in his eyes.

Su Li may be in the Holy Light Continent at this time, or did he see this sword before? Or did he notice something else?

Chen Changsheng did not notice the emotional changes of the Holy Light Angel, and continued to burn his true energy and press forward.

The Wudi Sword did not move forward.

The fear deep in the eyes of the Holy Light Angel turned into anger, and his two fingers turned.

The Wuque Sword bent like a rainbow, but it did not break.

An unimaginable huge power was transmitted to Chen Changsheng's hands through the sword body.

With a slight sound, there were countless cracks on his wrist bones, which could be broken at any time.

Chen Changsheng didn't care. The three swords that Su Li taught him on the wasteland were not really killing him.

These three swords were the means to help him come to the Holy Light Angel.

The five stone beads on the hilt of the sword turned quickly and went along the sword body towards the face of the Holy Light Angel.

The Holy Light Angel felt something was wrong at the first time.

In the air between him and Chen Changsheng, the laws of heaven and earth are changing./p>

What things can change the rules of the laws of heaven and earth within such a small range?

The face of the Holy Light Angel suddenly became extremely pale and almost transparent, looking like glass.

Countless rays of light overflowed from his body and shot towards the surroundings!

If an ordinary monk from this continent is a man of the continent, he may be burned to death on the spot as long as he touches these lights with infinite power.

Chen Changsheng would not, his body was also filled with such light, even more and more pure.

The Holy Light Angel let go of his finger without hesitation and was about to retreat into the night.

With a crisp sound, the Wudi sword bounced back and cut the space very sharply, but did not touch the body of the Holy Light Angel.

The string of stone beads transformed from the Heavenly Book Monument shot away along the sword body, but it failed to fall on the body of the Holy Light Angel.

Several streams of light illuminated Chen Changsheng's eyes, which were the traces left by the waving of the Holy Light Angel's wings.

With the speed of the Holy Light Angel, as long as he retreats, he will find it difficult to catch up and even more difficult to have the opportunity to fight in close combat.

By then, he could only look at the light spear from afar and enter a real desperate situation.

Chen Changsheng was not panicked, nor was he desperate.

Because the stone beads turned into the Heavenly Book Monument were not his last means.

With a light sound, the Wudi sword and the Tibetan sword sheath separated.

Chen Changsheng held the front end of the scabbard and waved towards the night in front of him.

This action is very similar to Luo Luo's whip, and it is also very similar to sprinkling water.

Countless sword lights gushed out from the mouth of the sword sheath, like a galaxy, with dragon roar hidden in it.

The pair of light wings behind the Holy Light Angel kept waving.

Countless collision sounds sounded in the night sky.

It was clearly a cutting between the sword and the light wing, but there was a sound of metal and stone fighting each other, which was extremely crisp and bright.

Mars flew everywhere in the night sky, like fireworks, more beautiful than the previous fireworks.

The slashes of countless swords failed to leave any trace on the two light wings, and naturally they could not hurt the divine body of the Holy Light Angel.

The sword lights dispersed like fireflies, and could no longer prevent the Holy Light Angel from leaving the attack range of the Heavenly Book Monument.

Even at this time, Chen Changsheng's eyes were still very calm.

The Heavenly Book Monument is not his last resort, nor is it that it is to swing the sword into the rain.

His last sword was not in his scabbard, nor in his hands.

That sword comes from elsewhere.

That's not his sword.

It's her sword.

Xu Yourong returned from the night.

Great Light is back again.

The sword of Zhai broke through the air and slashed at the Holy Light Angel.

Chen Changsheng stretched out his right hand, passed through the string of stone beads, and held the hilt of the sword again in the night.

He once again cast the sword burning and slashed at the Angel of Holy Light.

Whether it is Xu Yourong's sword or his sword, they are emitting endless light and heat.

Two sword lights met in the night, and then merged into one, becoming brighter, as if the sea of ​​stars in the sky came to the earth.

The two swords and swords blend together and become extremely powerful and extremely sacred and solemn.

The deepest part of the sacred and solemn nature is a touch of murderous intent that comes from nowhere.

The solemn and murderous intent appeared suddenly and then became extremely majestic.

From the yellow sand all over the ground to the sky divided by light and night, it instantly became extremely dry.

Before the two sword lights, it seems that the whole world will be burned!

The eyes of the Holy Light Angel suddenly became very deep.

He did not retreat any further.

He raised his light spear.

He felt very clearly that these two sword lights that could burn the world could not be avoided by speed, and could only face it head-on.

When Chen Changsheng met Xu Yourong's sword light, the Demon Lord also felt something, and a look of shock appeared on his face.

He summoned all the powerful magic weapons without hesitation and set up numerous formations around him.

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An unimaginable power appeared in the world.

Countless terrifying waves of air dissipated in all directions.

The wind is howling and the sky is full of yellow sand.

The blind pianist was shaken into the night.

The night was extremely thinly melted by the two burning sword lights and the destructive aura, and seemed to break at any time.

This courtyard is located on the bank of the stream not far from Xiangzu Manor, and there is a cliff outside a courtyard wall.

At this time, hundreds of extremely thin stone pillars appeared on the cliff surface, looking like stone swords, exuding a faint sequin.

No one knows when and how these sword-like stone pillars appeared, which is very magical.

The wind and sand are gradually quiet, the night is extremely light, and the sky light falls back into the courtyard, illuminating the scenes clearly.

Xu Yourong's face is as beautiful as a painting, with a calm and focused expression, and it is impossible to tell whether he is injured.

But there were a few clusters of flames on the yellow sand behind her, and it should be the blood of phoenixes burning.

Chen Changsheng's face was very pale.

His hand holding the sword was trembling slightly, and his tiger's mouth was cracking and bleeding.

His injuries should be very serious.

opposite.

The angel stood in the yellow sand all over the ground, holding a light spear in his right hand, with light wings floating with indifferent expression.

Some blood can be seen vaguely on the yellow sand and a broken white feather.

Obviously, he was injured, and it was not very mild.

Then that's enough.

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The Angel of Holy Light was actually injured?

No matter how talented Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong are, they are unable to cross that threshold in the end.

Before Luoshui slashed out the sword, Wang Po could not bring any damage to the iron tree.

How did they do it?
Chapter completed!