Chen Changsheng stood in the courtyard and looked at the two people in the room. He had only met Zhou Tong several times and was not familiar with him. He didn't know the other person, but there were not many people who could sit and drink tea with Zhou Tong late at night. He could probably guess what the person was, so there was a reason to die.

He came to kill Zhou Tong because he was going to die.

Before you die, you always have to do something and do something that obeys your own wishes. This can be called the final madness, or it can be said to set off a firework before the end.

He is the heir to the state religion, and he has many enemies and opponents actively or passively, but there are really not many people he wants to kill, and he has no enemies. There are no demons in Kyoto, Liang Xiaoxiao committed suicide, Zhuang Huanyu committed suicide, and then only Zhou Tong was left.

Zhexiu was imprisoned in Zhou Prison for a long time and was tortured so much that he was terrible. When he saw the wound on his body in the car, he secretly made up his mind to kill Zhou Tong.

People at the National Education College know that Cheeking Xiu also wanted to do this. Chen Changsheng decided to do this for him because Zhou Tong tortured Xiu because of his relationship with the National Education College. In addition, there are many reasons to kill Zhou Tong, but there is no need to mention it. After all, it is just a word of thought.

Chen Changsheng just wanted someone like Zhou Tong to die.

In this world, countless people want Zhou Tong to die. They have been thinking about it for many years, but just thinking about it, not many people dare to do this.

Chen Changsheng dares.

According to the plan that Zhexiu made in advance, he sneaked into the bottom of the carriage and successfully passed several inspections. With his special physique, he concealed the gloomy three-headed dogs without touching the formation in Zhou Prison. He finally successfully came to this small courtyard and came to Zhou Tong. But can he kill the other party?

Zhou Tong's terror is not only his temperament and methods. In recent years, he did not know how many royal residences he had copied, how many martial arts secrets he obtained, and his realm had already entered the Juxing Realm. There were even rumors that he had practiced to the peak of Juxing, and the Dahongpao spiritual secret technique was extremely gloomy and terrifying! In the years before the Holy Empress was in dynasty but before the Holy Empress ascended the throne, the masters sent by the royal family and those kind-hearted and ambitious people who were determined to avenge the innocent people who died in Zhou prison. I don't know how many times he assassinated him, but he still lived well.

Facts over the years have long proved that no one can kill Zhou Tong. No matter how amazing Chen Changsheng's talent for practicing Taoism is, he is too young after all, and his realm is only at the peak of Tongyou. Especially after failing to break the realm on Hanshan, his injuries have not healed. Why do you have the confidence to break here and kill him?

Cheng Jun looked at the young man in the courtyard and was thinking about these things.

Chen Changsheng himself was thinking about these things.

All are psychological activities, silent and silent, and the night wind is not moving.

When thinking about these things, Chen Changsheng's movements did not stop. He pulled out the Wudi Sword and put it on the scabbard.

When Wang Po was facing Zhu Luo in Xunyang City, he did this, and he did the same.

The short sword becomes longer and adds sharpness, like a gun in hand, and is on the battlefield.

This shows that he is very cautious and determined.

He looked at Zhou Tong.

He didn't even look at the person beside Zhou Tong.

He didn't know that the man was Cheng Jun, the leader of the Tiqi, and he was also a powerful man in the Juxing Middle Realm.

This is not despising the other party, it is ignoring it.

The person he wants to kill is Zhou Tong. Anyone who blocks the sword must die, no matter who it is, no matter how strong it is.

Cheng Jun felt the murderous intent. He had never imagined that he could see such a calm and firm will on such a young and even a little immature face. He did not expect that in this small courtyard of the Qing Lisi, someone dared to release such a certain murderous intent to Zhou Tong.

This murderous intent was not directed at him, but he was right next to Zhou Tong, even closer to Chen Changsheng than Zhou Tong. So his face turned pale in an instant. It was not because of fear, but because of vigilance, because of the heavy mood, and because of him taking a deep breath.

He was originally a powerful man from the middle realm of the Gathering Stars in Kyoto. At this time, his true energy suddenly rose. While breathing, the crabapple trees in the courtyard were stormed wildly without wind.

Countless night winds were sucked into his lungs by him, and his chest and abdomen were slightly bulging, as if they were like a war drum!

A sharp roar like a carol sound burst out from his lips! This roar instantly tear through the night sky, spread throughout the Zhou Prison, and may even reach all corners of Kyoto!

Cheng Jun felt that he should not be afraid of Chen Changsheng, even if he was the future pope, because Chen Changsheng was too young and his realm was already incredible among his peers, but after all, he was far inferior to him, and the injuries in his body should not be healed... But he was very afraid of death.

As the leader of the Tiqi of the Great Zhou Dynasty, he had colluded with Zhou Tong over the years, inheriting the will of the Empress, or using the will of the Empress, and not knowing how many princes, ministers, literati, priests, wealthy businessmen, celebrities, and innocent people he had seen too many deaths, so he became more and more afraid of death.

Moreover, he is a very smart person who understands his position very well and never underestimates any opponent. It is said that Chen Changsheng failed to gather in Hanshan, but he is the future pope and a real genius after all. Cheng Jun felt that it was not an exaggeration to pay attention to this young man, so he chose to whistle to touch Kyoto at the first time.

Amid the screams, Chen Chang became vivid!

Before the footsteps could sound, they were torn apart by the slabs slashed on the soles of the boots, and then penetrated by the splashed gravel, leaving only a few buzzing sounds.

His body suddenly faded, and with the sound of wind roaring through the air, he rushed to the stone steps like an arrow, and the sword in his hand pierced straight out.

Rub with a sound.

The sound of this sword is very pure, without any noise, and it looks particularly clean.

Because his sword was stabbed straight out like this without any bias or any change.

In other words, his sword has no tricks.

Chen Changsheng's sword skills were inherited from Su Li, but he expressed his own ideas. After the storm battles in Xunyang City, especially the dozens of sword battles in front of the National Education College last fall and the Naihe Bridge battle with Xu Yourong, the entire continent had to admit that his talent in swordsmanship had reached a stunning level. If he was not too young, he would have been qualified to be a master of swordsmanship.

But tonight, his first sword was so simple that there was no sword technique at all. It was just so straight and extremely fast, as if a straight line was drawn between the lights of the courtyard and the house, and Zhou Tong was at the end of the line.

At this time, Cheng Jun was still standing in the middle of the scene. Chen Changsheng's sword was very fast and sharp, but it was not difficult for a master like him to gather the stars. He could temporarily avoid his attack and take advantage of the situation to counterattack. Of course, the easiest way was to use his own star field to take over.

But Cheng Jun chose to avoid it without hesitation.

Because Chen Changsheng's sword will is too strong and his sharpness is too strong.

The dim light in the room suddenly dimmed for a moment, and Cheng Jun's figure seemed to be a ray of black smoke, drifting to the right, avoiding the sword, his face was a little pale and his expression was a little panicked.

This is exactly the picture Chen Changsheng wants to see the most.

He never thought that this sword could stab this person to death. His sword did not stab this person in the first place. He didn't know the name of this person and didn't mind stab this person to death. However, this was the sword with the fullest spirit and will, and it was a waste to fall on this person.

His sword must fall on Zhou Tong.

I don’t know if it was because the sword light was too bright, but the originally dim light in the room suddenly turned white.

Looking at the sword coming towards him, Zhou Tong's face turned a little white, not because of fear and anxiety, but because of disdain and anger.

He knew very well that Chen Changsheng's seemingly simple sword was actually not simple, and there were countless changes hidden behind it.

Those changes must be extremely exquisite and complex, containing all Chen Changsheng's experience in the sword path, and even he could not see it clearly in advance.

But he was not afraid, or even worried, and was still calm and confident.

Because the gap between him and Chen Changsheng's realm is too big, no matter how incredible Chen Changsheng's sword cultivation is, it cannot make up for this.

He would not compete with Chen Changsheng at the level of swordsmanship, and he would not give Chen Changsheng the opportunity to use the sword hidden in the straight sword and the subsequent sword moves. He directly chose to crush the opponent into a ghost in a sea of ​​blood with an unfathomable realm.

A clear voice sounded in the room.

It was the sound of Zhou Tong's pale fingers knocking on the teacup.

The porcelain tea cup met the fingertips that had been dug out of many pairs of eyes, but the sound made was so clear.

The tea in the cup stirred ripples.

Tea is a tribute in Tiannan, the best Dahongpao.

This tea has been brewed tonight for too long, it is a bit too hot, and the soup is extremely red and thick, just like blood.

The tea slightest sways, and the sea of ​​blood is full of waves.

The lights in the room suddenly turned red.

A bloody ocean appeared in the room. The tables and teapots and teacups were swallowed by the sea of ​​blood in turn. The bloody and pungent smell spread everywhere as the sea of ​​blood rolled. Even the green leaves on the crabapple trees outside the courtyard turned red, as if they had been watered by blood for countless years.

In the blood-colored world, Zhou Tong's pale cheeks looked particularly dazzling and extremely terrifying.

In an instant, his spiritual sense had already enveloped the world hundreds of feet in a radius, turning the real world into a bloody ocean.

This blood-colored ocean kept soaking the red official robe on his body, making the color of the official robe darker and darker, making people feel sick when they see it.

It seemed as if countless unjust souls were crying for help and cursing in the sea of ​​blood.

Chen Changsheng's sword was three feet away from Zhou Tong, and these sounds entered his ears in advance.

Just as he heard these painful sounds, a powerful, terrifying aura filled with the meaning of killing and pain directly invaded his sea of ​​consciousness!

This is Zhou Tong’s most terrifying spiritual secret technique, Dahongpao!

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(Everything is destined, everything is determined, I never fight an unprepared battle.)
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