Way of Choices

Looking at the thousands of swords in the night sky, Nan Ke's eyes narrowed.

Being able to control thousands of swords at the same time with God's consciousness is already very unthinkable, not to mention thousands of different swordsmanship at the same time...

How did Chen Changsheng do it?

At this point, she finally confirmed that even if Chen Changsheng didn't have these swords and no other means, she could overcome herself with her own divine consciousness, true element, and sword-style cultivation. She is now fighting Chen Changsheng head-on. If she does not have the most extreme speed in the world, she can even say that she has no chance.

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The devil is Chen Changsheng's most powerful opponent in his life. In the face of such an enemy, of course, he must use his most powerful means.

These swords in the night sky are his highest and most complete play on kendo.

In the old sword that Zhou Yuan Jianchi regained his freedom with, he returned some of the sectarian mountain gates, and some gave them to friends, such as Xuanyuan who broke the mountain and sea sword, folded the sleeves and took the magic handsome flag sword, Su Moyu He and Mo Yu also got their own money, and many swords were hidden in the State College of Education by Tang 36. He did not take them away when he left Kyoto, except for the old age, which needs the sword to infiltrate and no longer be able to fight. The sword, the sword that can still fight with him now, is probably about three thousand.

These swords have been in the Tibetan sword sheath for many years. They have accompanied him day and night, and they have the same mind and heart. They are as sharp as yesterday, and their momentum is even better than those of the past.

Tonight, the swords reflect the scenery and the light in the night, quietly forming a dragon, one after another, but not in any order, the sword is equally prosperous, but the sword moves are delicate and extremely difficult to deal with, if Zhu Ye, Ning Shiwei and that Hundreds of masters and sergeants are still by the lake, and they will definitely be defeated in one blow.

The three thousand swords broke into the sky, as if painting the golden scales in the river in the night.

The demon once again showed the color of appreciation and sighed: "Swords are like their own people. If you can break through the sacred world in the future, how magnificent and magnificent this sword dragon will be?"

The sigh is regret, regret that the magnificent and magnificent picture cannot appear, because Chen Changsheng will become his food tonight.

Appreciation is a down-to-earth view. It is the comment and expectation of the forefathers to the descendants because of calmness.

Three thousand swords, different swords and swords, the devil only needs a piano sound to break it.

Slender and stable fingers gently pull the strings, making a clear sound.

The piano sound has been played several times tonight, and it also sounded when Chen Changsheng's sword array was broken for the first time.

But those are all cluttered and broken piano sounds, which can't be composed into songs, more like prelude or interlude.

At this time, Qin Yin finally made a series of songs.

The music played by the devil is a song of joy for the autumn wind.

The autumn wind likes fallen leaves, and the sound of the piano is better than before. In the night, it falls in all directions, like autumn mountains, and it is naturally separated, like the fallen leaves themselves.

Qin Yin came out to his heart's content, and the unspeakable bleakness and killing greeted the sword dragon that broke through the night sky.

As before, the fragmented and bright sparks scattered everywhere, illuminating the heavens and the earth, and made the sword dragon that lay between the heavens and the earth more clearly.

Three Thousand Swords began to tremble violently, and some of them could not bear the sound of the piano sounds, and they fell down. Some of them could not bear the power of the autumn wind and skewed to the side.

The wind swelled, the piano sound was chaotic, and the Stegosaurus was slightly scattered, as if the scales had been ripped off by invisible forces, and the sword left from time to time.

Those swords that are still persevering are more trembling, and some of the relatively weak swords have even cracked.

Judging from the current situation, Chen Changsheng's three thousand swords will be destroyed by this tune before flying.

But somehow, the look of the devil suddenly became dignified.

This is a vigilant feeling tonight.

At this time, the stegosaurus woven by three thousand swords was spitting sparks in the night sky.

He looked somewhere.

The position was unremarkable, and the sparks that the piano sound intersected with the sword body were also very small, and fell into his eyes, but it was slightly hot.

There was a very small deviation between the trajectory of the small spark and the trajectory it should have.

This deviation is very small, and it can even be said to be insignificant. Ordinary people and even Chen Changsheng cannot see it by themselves, but they cannot escape the eyes of the devil.

Demon King's indifferent eyes can see the truth of this world.

The deviation of the trajectory of the little spark means that the space at that position is slightly deformed.

The space is deformed because there are extremely heavy objects hidden behind that spark.

Everyone knows that sparks are the frictional impact of piano sounds and swords.

The things that can deform the space are logically huge, such as the entire cold mountain.

But that object, which can hide behind the spark, must be extremely small.

What weight is so small in the world, but it is so heavy?

Or, that is the real way Chen Changsheng hides to the end?

The demon suddenly waved his hand.

The strings are broken.

The sound broke.

Guqin was instantly destroyed and turned into countless wood slags and debris.

The wood **** and the broken wood, and the cracked piano sound, went together into the night sky.

Countless clear, or harsh, or heavy impact sounds.

Stegosaurus in the night sky sputtered more sparks, then gradually spread out.

The sword tricks contained in the three thousand swords had not yet been released, and they were directly broken by the devil!

If the sparks of the sky meet the clear autumn, they will wither in a few moments, the picture in the night sky becomes clear, and some things can no longer hide their body shape.

A small stone bead was flying towards the devil in the night. This stone bead is flying very slowly, and it feels very heavy, as if it is being pulled by invisible forces. At the same time, it also pulls the surrounding world, making the nearby space slightly deformed.

The devil's expression was slightly subtle, and said: "Zhou Yuan really fell into your hands."

This sentence is naturally said to Chen Changsheng.

Then he raised his right hand and pointed at the small stone bead.

Tonight he raised his hand for the first time, he took the sky book monument, and then smashed Haidi into the snowy peak in the distance.

Raising his hand for the second time, he grabbed the black dragon high in the night sky and threw it to the farther horizon.

At this time, he raised his hand for the third time, his expression was more serious than the previous two.

His movements were very subtle, as if he was going to lift the cloud, and at the same time he was very strong, as if he was about to pick a star.

As he moved, Xiao Shizhu stopped slowly.

At the same time, his seal floated away from the belt and came into the night sky.

The seal and Shizhu looked at each other quietly, facing each other, slightly vibrating, and buzzing.

The violent breath between them is gradually calming down.

It was as if the old friends had reunited, and it seemed that the enemy had met each other, each having their own thoughts and silence.

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(Yesterday I posted a conceptual film about the practice of the TV series in the WeChat account. It’s very short. It’s not real stuff, but there is a real person in it~)

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