Way of Choices

From the street to the wall, there is only a distance of more than ten feet.

It is so difficult to want to go over.

If it is difficult to walk through, then burn it through.

A straight line of fire suddenly appeared, blazing fire, melted all the snow and wind, turned into steam, and then turned into blue smoke.

At the forefront of this line of fire is Chen Changsheng. More precisely, this line of fire originated from the sword in his hand.

This is the second sword Su Li taught him-burning sword.

Xiaode's realm is extremely high, and his combat experience is extremely rich. He is still somewhat caught off guard by Chen Changsheng's sword.

This sword uses the final sword meaning of Lishan Fajian, which is too decisive, too much to spare.

Xiao De didn't expect that Chen Changsheng would use this strong sword that suffered both defeats in the first move.

This is something Chen Changsheng had already thought about well in advance.

He is now truly powerful and his mind is stable, but there is still an insurmountable distance compared to the real powerhouse at the forefront of the Xiaoyao list.

If he wants to defeat these strong men, he needs to be surprised, to use his unknown abilities to the extreme-because his unknown abilities and tactics, as long as they have appeared, they can no longer be right. These strong men worked.

This means that he can only use the same tactics once.

In the National College of Education, he defeated the husband of Lin Lin with Blackstone and Qianjian, but he could not use the same method to defeat other strong men of the same level.

He knows that if he wants to kill Zhou Tong, he must face many real powerhouses, so these days, he made a lot of deductions and designed many plans to simulate against Xiao De, Xiao Zhang, Zhou Tong, Zhongshan King, and Xiangwang ...

He even considered what he should do if he wants to play against Wang Po in order to find first-line opportunities.

A person who likes reading, thinking, taking notes, and solving problems will always be more prepared than his opponent, and will often win many incredible victories.

Wang Zhice's practice didn't start until middle age. Why did he rarely fail when he stepped onto the stage of history?

Why did Gou Hanshi still pass through the secluded world when everyone felt he could break through the world and win the stars?

Chen Changsheng is also such a person.

So he also succeeded.

The success here does not mean that he defeated Druid, but that he included this battle in his deduction.

As the strongest of the young generation of demon clan, Xiao De's response speed is extremely fast, and it seems extremely correct at the time.

When Chen Changsheng's sword came to him with decisive intent, his left hand probed through the snow and caught him directly.

His physical strength is stronger than that of iron and stone. Ordinary weapons and practitioners below the mid-star level can't cause him any harm.

However, he didn't know that Chen Changsheng's sword was sharper than the one described on the hundred weapon list, and Chen Changsheng's swordsmanship and the number of true elements far exceeded that of ordinary practitioners in the underworld.

With a snort, the short sword cut his palm like a prickly mud cake on the edge of a hard paper, and then did not enter his body.

A violent binge burst out of his lips.

Even at this time, he still thought his reaction was correct.

——Although Chen Changsheng's sword pierced his chest and abdomen through his hands, he could not leave anymore, at least at this moment.

When his fist fell, he would surely smash Chen Changsheng's face into mud.

Chen Changsheng really can't avoid it, let alone leave, even if he throws away his short sword, even if he uses Ye Shibu.

Because he went too fast, his momentum was exhausted, and since he firmly moved forward, how can he retreat, it looks like he is sending it to Xiaode's fist.

However, Xiao De's fist failed to fall on his face.

A somewhat old paper umbrella was stretched out in his left hand, and the umbrella surface spread like real lightning, covering his body.

Xiaode's fist fell on the umbrella.

An extremely dull impact sounded!

The umbrella face sank deeply, but it did not break.

The unimaginable majestic power passed from Xiaode's fist to the yellow paper umbrella, and then to Chen Changsheng.

The hedging of this kind of power can't be a little tricky, and it is all a manifestation of the real state. Chen Changsheng can't bear this great force and took a step back.

With a snap, the snow and ice under his feet shattered, and the street below shattered.

A bit of blood poured into his throat, a little sweet.

It turned out that one step was not enough.

He took a step back.

Still not enough.

The power from the yellow paper umbrella is so terrifying, so domineering.

He continued to step back, leaving the soles of his boots off the ground like a rock, flying through the air.

...

...

Xiao De's fist seems simple, but it conceals his life's cultivation and hard work.

What kind of terrible it should be to hit all the power of the powerhouse of the free run.

Chen Changsheng was directly blasted, and his speed was not a bit slower than when he used the Sword to move forward.

Fortunately, he was flying too fast, so that he avoided the more than ten fierce sword intentions.

At least the key points were avoided, only a few cracks were left in the clothes.

He fell on the snow and had reached the other side of the street.

His body shook, and it seemed that he would fall next moment.

Determined to go all the way, fighting in the first day, attacking with a sword, but unable to win, he was forced to take a step back, two steps, up to dozens of steps.

Anyone thinks this is a great setback.

But Chen Changsheng doesn't think so.

Xiao De didn't think so either. He vaguely felt that Chen Changsheng was intentional.

He was able to avoid the attacks of more than ten swordsmanship, not fortunately, but to calculate the calculated results in advance.

This feeling made Xiao De very unhappy.

When he felt the deep pain in his chest and abdomen, this unpleasant emotion became stronger.

In the screams, he threw the snow and threw it towards the street.

However, he threw an empty air.

The blazing light emanated from the scale-free sword, and the violent sword intention penetrated the entire street.

Chen Changsheng once again cast a burning sword, and at the same time used Ye Shibu.

This time, instead of advancing as bravely as before, he pierced the blizzard falling from the sky and swept forward obliquely.

Like a light smoke, or lightning.

There is also a wall there, not the bald branches of the begonia tree behind the wall, or the courtyard, I don’t know where it is.

Chen Changsheng broke the wall and broke in.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of the wall being broken rang continuously among the buildings on the side of the long street.

There are many courtyard houses here, which are not the places he wants to go.

But the buildings are separated by walls, as long as they keep breaking through the walls, then he will always break into the place he wants to go.

That courtyard with a begonia tree.

What's more, he always knew where the courtyard was, and he never missed the direction.

Retreating, or detouring, sometimes does not mean giving up, but moving forward in another way.

Chen Changsheng thought this way and did the same.

Starry sky always pity those young people who are prepared and courageous.

He succeeded again.

Begonia trees came into his eyes, followed by a sword shadow.

The assassin's sleeve flickered with star dust, and it was actually a star-bound realm, presumably also from the Tianji Pavilion.

Faced with such a sinister and terrible sword, Chen Changsheng did not stop, and his speed did not decrease by one point.

With a hum, the yellow paper umbrella spread out, blocking the falling debris from the Begonia tree and the sword.

Jianyi escaped a little from the edge of the umbrella, tearing the dress on his shoulder.

A sword light came from his hand, and under the cover of the yellow paper umbrella, a very deep blood was cut under the throat of the assassin.

The assassin in Tianji Pavilion covered his throat and fell down.

This assassin may have killed many celebrities, and it would be very shocking to let people know his true identity.

However, Chen Changsheng didn't glance at him and continued to rush forward.

Not because he knows the most amazing assassin and the third assassin in the world.

But because what he needs most now is time.

Druid should be able to catch up soon.

Xiao Zhang does not know when it will appear.

Those masters may re-enclose the courtyard at any time.

The most important thing is, how long can Wang Po hold the iron tree on the street?

he does not know.

Begonia trees shake, no leaves fall, only two or three broken branches fall.

In the alley outside the courtyard, Xiao De's angry roar sounded.

Dozens of powerful breaths are approaching rapidly from all directions.

Chen Changsheng has come before the stone steps.

There is a Taishi chair above.

There was a man sitting in the chair.

The man was wearing a crimson mantle.

As in the blood sea.

It is Zhoutong.

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