He raised his sword and brows.

His left knee bent slightly.

He stood there.

He didn't move.

No matter how mysterious you are, the sword intent is hard to predict. I just put the sword across and my heart sinks, and then I hide in the small building to become a united state.

This is the real sword domain!

But how long can he last under the storm-like attack of Shangxingzhou?

Even if he has the perfect sword domain and star domain, and has unimaginable abundant true energy, he will never be able to support this forever.

What's more, what kind of person is Shang Xingzhou? He has practiced thousands of Taoisms. Who knows what terrible means are hidden in his hanging sleeves?

Chen Changsheng was not prepared to leave such an opportunity for his master.

At a moment when he could not predict but knew that he existed in advance, he took the lead in drawing his sword.

A sword light illuminated the secluded forest.

This sword is unimaginably fast, like real lightning.

The sword intent of this sword is very shallow, but it is not simple. It seems like a fish swimming in the stream is right in front of you, but it is difficult to reach.

The trajectory of this sword is extremely mysterious, and it actually feels like it is hard to measure!

The sword pierced three barks in a row, cut open a few pieces of broken wood, and bypassed his left hand, and seemed to be carelessly piercing into the wind and snow.

There was a muffled groan sounding somewhere, and the wind and snow were chaotic.

Shang Xingzhou appeared on the snow several feet away, with a broken mouth between his sleeves.
Chapter completed!