Way of Choices

In a sense, Chen Changsheng's kendo is somewhat unreasonable.

As long as he can break the opponent's star field, even if the opponent's realm is far better than him, it will be very troublesome.

On the day of the snowfall in Kyoto for three years, he carried his sword into the Beibing Masi alley. There are dozens of strong players like Xiaode and dozens of Tianji Pavilion and senior assassins of Qingli Division. They also have no way to take him. This is this reason.

A white remorse was born in the eyes of the white tiger **** general, and then was shattered by Jianguang.

He knew he was underestimating.

But he will not give up, waving an iron gun, laying an iron curtain in front of him, squinting and staring at Chen Changsheng's eyes.

The greater the number of swords, the more intense the consumption of true elements and consciousness. This is the truth everyone knows.

No matter how vigorous Chen Changsheng's Zhen Yuan is and how calm his mind is, he can't sustain hundreds of swords like rainstorms for too long. He believes that as long as he persists for a period of time, or even only needs to count the interest, Chen Changsheng's true Yuan consciousness will be exhausted, and then it is time to fight back.

The iron gun in his hand waved more sternly with a sharp feeling, and the defense was more tight. He no longer even cared about the sword lights that cut to the legs and arms, but only protected the vital points and took Chen Changsheng’s hundreds of swords. Stopped with the enemy who could not confirm the direction, waiting for the time to strike back.

There is nothing wrong with this idea, and it can even be said to be the safest tactic. But after counting the interest, he was shocked to find that Chen Changsheng's true elements and consciousness did not have any feeling of exhaustion, even the sign of recession! what the **** is it? Even if he started to practice, meditate, and sit in his mother's womb, he couldn't have so much starry true elements! And why his consciousness is so calm, it doesn't feel like a young man at all, but more like an old priest who has been shut down in Taoism for hundreds of years!

The sword light is full of sky, endlessly.

The sound of the sword broke into the air and never stopped.

The White Tiger God will be shocked and speechless, and then give birth to great warning signs.

If he had been injured earlier, he forced to retreat, or he could avoid the sky of rain.

But he wanted to defend and counterattack, so he missed the best opportunity, and now he can no longer find the opportunity to leave.

It's like a water snake in a creek. With the coming of winter, the water temperature is getting lower, but because of the craving for the delicacy of the fish that may be slowed down by the low temperature, he didn't leave the mountain creek after hesitating a few times. I was frozen into the ice, so I screamed!

The seemingly long process is actually only a short amount of time for spectators.

A cup of tea is definitely hot, and a column of incense has just started.

The white tiger **** will know that he must fight.

He was really in luck, and the iron gun fired in the air, striking the most powerful Wenshan blow, trying to force Chen Changsheng back to sword defense.

The sky full of sword rain suddenly came to a close, suspended in the air around Chen Changsheng, splashing countless sparks, and extremely reluctantly blocked the gun.

It is azure after rain.

A cyan light flashed through, and two hands with black hair fell on the neck of the white tiger **** general.

The white tiger **** will groan, and the iron gun slams heavily on the ground. The violent Zhenyuan returns by the terrain and strikes behind him.

However, Jianming did it again!

Countless fierce swordsmanship cut off the rock veins at the bottom of Yaping, and cut off his guns!

The White Tiger God will scream loudly and take advantage of the remnants of the gun to fly away from the danger of being attacked by the front and back.

An extremely bright sword light flashed before his eyes, and then escaped into the sky.

Ten cyan-colored Limangs appeared at the top of his head, hiding in the air.

The white tiger **** general Li Xiao suddenly stopped!

It was quiet above the cliff.

A sword pierced his chest.

A hole appeared there, and blood came out from inside.

Kara clicked softly.

He broke his neck with both hands.

His head fell sideways softly.

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In the second week of the week, the second god, Bai Hu, gathered at the pinnacle of the pinnacle, and his strength was already close to that of Xue Xingchuan.

In any respect, he is stronger than Chen Changsheng and Folded Sleeve.

But today he was attacked by Chen Changsheng and Folded Sleeve. Not to mention winning, he didn't even find a chance to fight back.

He fell on the cliff, splashing countless blood, and with such unwillingness and despair, he died.

There was still silence on the cliff.

There are too many things happening today, and the situation has changed so fast that so far, many people have failed to respond.

Nanxizhai decided to go together and held a ceremony. He invited the court and the sects to come to observe the ceremony. He was vehemently rejected by Pope Chen Changsheng, but Chen Changsheng suddenly became the real murderer behind the killing of the other days. In addition, the revenge goal of the couple of red and infinite.

Seeing Infinite Bi killing Pope Chen Changsheng, Sheng Yourong suddenly broke through the barrier, and the combined swordsmanship of the two shocked the audience. When another kind of red swordsmanship was broken, Xu Yourong's bow and arrow were blocked. The white tiger **** will seize the opportunity to attack Chen Changsheng. Wang Potian's sword is to save people, but he is stopped by Infinite Bi.

Just then, the mysterious strong man from Daxizhou, Qing Yike, launched a seemingly unstoppable thunder blow to Chen Changsheng. It seems that no one can resist, because at that time, it seemed that the people in the field who were able to stop him were either blocked or unreasonably blocked.

Bianhong is the latter. His shot directly changed the situation between the courts and uncovered the real mystery.

The Tsing Yi Conspiracy was exposed, and then died. According to the truth, this story should end here, but it didn't.

If the White Tiger God will be the first shot, it represents the attitude of the court and Daozun Shangxing.

Then the death of the White Tiger God will naturally represent the attitude of the state religion and Pope Chen Changsheng.

Chen Changsheng personally shot and killed the man.

There is no clearer attitude in the world than this.

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Xiang Wang narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Chen Changsheng and said, "Your Majesty, did you just kill him?"

Chen Changsheng didn't speak, and the person who answered Xiang Wang was Hu 32.

The bishop shouted: "This man intends to assassinate His Majesty the Pope.

Just like in the old house of Wenshui City a few days ago.

In the thirty-sixth period of Tang, the second prince of the Tang family must die and must die immediately, before the sun sets.

The White Tiger God will dare to take action against Chen Changsheng, then he must die, he must die on the spot, and die under the attention of the people.

Xiang Wang stopped talking.

Biehonghong looked at him and said, "When I go to Baidi City to kill the poems, I will go to Kyoto and ask Zun Zun if he knows about it."

Then he looked at Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong and said, "Sorry."

Finally, he and Wang Po greet each other and leave with Infinite.

Looking at the sky, the couple disappeared in the sea of ​​clouds, showing a slight figure of Xiao Suo. The people on the cliff face have different emotions, and some have some sympathy.

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(Slightly tired recently, and time is a little tight. In the next half month, try to strive for two chapters per day, but there may be no time for revision. There will definitely be more mistakes and omissions. Please be considerate.)

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