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"When I say to Master, this kid pretended to be a child from the Qingtongxia Duan family and injured his younger brothers and his younger brothers that day, snatched the magic weapon and storage bracelets from his younger brothers, and also humiliated my Divine Soldier Sect again and again, so he asked Master to make the decision!"

The man surnamed Gao glanced at Liu Changsheng from a distance and said viciously.

The opponent dared to reveal his identity, obviously he was fearless. After following him for most of the day, he had not taken action. He either failed to find a suitable place to start, or was not sure to defeat himself, and was waiting for helpers to appear.

However, Liu Changsheng was not afraid of the number of opponents. If the opponent was really strong enough to crush him, he would have taken action long ago.

"Arrogant!"

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the young man in white robe, and he said coldly: "Junior Sister Zhong and several brothers are kind enough to help you because you are a disciple of the Tianshi Mansion. Unexpectedly, you robbed them in a crazy way. Today, the Japanese will seek justice for them!"

As soon as he finished speaking, with a bang, balls of red flames rushed out of his body, turning into a fire cloud and wrapped around him. The spiritual power of heaven and earth around him was instantly detonated and rushed towards the young man in white robe.

The thousand-foot void was burned by the flames, and it was immediately distorted and blurred. The spiritual pressure in the white-robed young man's body actually climbed up step by step. He reached out and grabbed the hilt of the sword behind his back, and pulled it out.

The sword blade was red, and the flames lingered. When it was unsheathed, a thousand sword intent soared into the sky!

Unfortunately, before the young man in the white robe had time to raise his long sword, a buzzing sound of a black stick was already hitting towards him, like a mountain pressure falling from the sky, the void in front of him shattered, and red flames scattered around him.

"mean!"

Seeing Liu Changsheng coming like a sneak attack, the young man in white robe shouted angrily, his figure swayed, and rushed towards one side.

When he avoided, the fighting spirit that had just risen on his body suddenly became three points!

Liu Changsheng's figure followed the shadow of the stick and rushed over, with an incredible speed, as if he had expected the white-robed youth to dodge to one side. With a wave of his arm, the long stick rolled up the strong wind in the sky, swept across the stick, sealing the retreat of the white-robed youth.

The suffocating mountain pressure suddenly pressed down, and the space around the young man in white robe was tightened, and the spiritual power of heaven and earth attracted by him instantly dissipated.

The stick shadow was like lightning, and there was no time to dodge, and there was no time to use a killer move. The young man in white robe was secretly shocked, shouted angrily, held a sword in both hands, and slashed the black iron stick with a sword.

The rolling red flames soared into the sky, and the sword shadow suddenly turned into ten feet long, full of power.

"when!"

The gold and iron clashed, and a ball of red and black light exploded in the air. The violent spiritual power flew around and shattered the void.

The young man in white robe had numb arms, his tiger's mouth was hot, and his figure flew back ten feet back, and his body was so boiling that it was difficult to control himself.

Liu Changsheng also took three steps back with an ugly look.

The young man with white robe is not much weaker than his, and the long sword in the hand of the young man with white robe is even more extraordinary. The black iron stick with thousands of hammers and thousands of hammers were actually cut by the young man with white robe for two pieces!

In the battle in Xiaofeng City that day, Gu Likun also used a sharp axe to cut two holes on the black iron long stick. Afterwards, Liu Changsheng spent a lot of effort to repair the long stick. At this moment, one-third of the front end of the long stick was cut off by a sword.

"Go to your uncle!"

Liu Changsheng's heart was furious, his figure shook, and he rushed towards the young man in white robe with the red flames.

With a buzzing sound, the black iron stick shone brightly and turned into about a meter long again. It smashed the head of the young man in white robe like a mountain.

The force of this stick seems to be three points stronger than before.

Liu Chang made this step before he jumped over the head of the young man in white robe and looked down from above.

The young man in white robe had no choice but to retreat, and he used all his strength to swing his sword and slashed at the long stick for the second time.

This is not the fighting style he is good at. He has long regretted clearing his intestines. He should not be so close to Liu Changsheng. The sword magical power can only be used to exert the maximum power of the flying sword at a suitable distance. Close combat is always a taboo in swordsmanship!

"when!"

Another sound of gold and iron clashing, the young tiger's mouth burst, and his figure retreated and flew into the river. The long sword in his hand buzzed and trembled, and almost flew out of his hand.

The black iron stick in Liu Changsheng's hand was broken into two pieces again.

Before the young man with white robe made any moves, a black light flashed in front of him, and Liu Changsheng's figure rushed over again like a ghost and smashed it down with a stick.

This time, Liu Changsheng was too lazy to waste time adjusting the length of the black iron stick, and just smashed it with a half stick.

The young man in white robe was heartbroken, and he roared and raised his sword to block it.

"when!"

The sword flew out with his hands, and the young man in white robe had sore and weak arms, and blood was gushing out of his mouth, and his figure couldn't help but fly into the river.

Liu Changsheng raised his footsteps and followed, waved his half-two short stick with his right hand, and with a buzzing sound, a thick black stick shadow flew up and hit the top door of the young man in white robe.

He stretched out his left hand and grabbed the long sword with red body.

Liu Changsheng's movements were too fast, and the young man in white robe had no time to activate his magic power to meet the enemy. This time, half of the black iron rod was not cut off by the long sword.

"What a crazy junior, stop!"

Another man's voice suddenly sounded, followed by a sharp sword light falling from the sky, as fast as thunder, flashing across a thousand feet, and slashing straight to Liu Changsheng's chest.

At a distance, the Son Sword Intent was already coming to his face, and his skin was like a knife cut!

And the long sword that was flying towards Liu Changsheng was suddenly pulled by a powerful force, changed direction, soared into the sky and disappeared in a flash.

The power of this sword is so powerful that it makes people feel thrilled. If it attacks the enemy, it will be rescued. If it is cut, Liu Changsheng will probably not be able to bear it even if he has a copper and iron bones.

Without any hesitation, Liu Changsheng waved his arm and smashed it out, leaving in front of the sword light.

With a dull "bang", the sword light dissipated, but Liu Changsheng stepped back three steps before he stood firm. His face turned red, his forehead bulged, and his arms holding the stick were numb.

With just a illusory sword light, he forced himself back and took away the long sword of the young man in white robe. Needless to say, the other party was definitely an old Nascent Soul monster.

The figure shook and flew backwards, his heart moved at will, and thousands of golden lights flew out from his body, turning into a body protection light shield, put away half of the black iron stick, stretched out his hand to brush it on the storage bracelet, and a black light flashed, and a six-foot long sword appeared in his hand.

The long sword was black and shiny, with dark golden spiritual patterns faintly flashing. The style was simple, the sword body was thick, and the width was seven inches. At first glance, there was no spiritual pressure to reveal it. It was the long sword of the magic weapon refined by the Taixuan Jingjin Yuanmine.

The black iron long stick can be cut off by the opponent's long sword, and other treasures cannot be stopped and cut. At this moment, only this sword can be used.

All this happened in an instant. The young man in white robe watched the stick shadow smash down on his head, and had nowhere to hide. He had to swing his fists to block it. With a muffled sound, the stick shadow disintegrated. However, the young man in white robe was smashed into the river by the huge force contained in the stick shadow. With a plop, the figure disappeared from the splash.

From the time Liu Changsheng launched an attack to the young man in white robe falling into the river and missing, it was a long story, but it was only a short two or three breaths.

In the four directions, front, back, left and right, figures rushed out of the mountains, flew down from the clouds, and rushed towards them, but they were one step slower.

Liu Changsheng's eyes did not look at any of the four figures, but looked up and looked north.

The sword that just now came from the north, and the long sword in the hand of the young man in the white robe also flew towards that direction.

A fair and slender palm poked out from the clouds and grabbed the hilt of the sword. The red flames lingering on the sword instantly extinguished. Then, a figure surrounded by green light slowly stepped out from the clouds.

Under Liu Changsheng's gaze, the man in the green light took five steps forward and spanned a thousand feet away, and reached dozens of feet away in front of Liu Changsheng.

The green light dissipated, and a middle-aged man in green robe showed his true face. He was thin, wearing a wooden crown, dark hair and beard, and his eyes were shining with elegance and a bit majestic.

Just standing in the air casually, it was actually a mountain that made people feel at ease, and the mighty pressure that emanated from the body made people feel even more depressed!

This man just used a sword shadow and did not launch a second attack on Liu Changsheng. He obviously did not want to bully the small ones with the big ones. If you have something to say, Liu Changsheng would naturally not pounce on him like a mad dog.

Just a sword shadow has revealed the power of this person. Not only is Gu Yunshan incomparable, but even the powerful Vajra Bull in the Purple Smoke Mountains seems to be three points inferior.

It is important to take action first to be strong, but you also need to see who your opponent is.

Liu Changsheng was looking at this person, and this person was also looking at Liu Changsheng, with his eyes as if he was about to penetrate Liu Changsheng's thoughts.

"What do you want to give me?"

Liu Changsheng looked directly at the man in the green robe, neither humble nor arrogant.

But his right hand clenched the sword.

"Are you Liu Changsheng, a disciple of the Tianshi Mansion?"

The man in green robe asked expressionlessly.

Hearing these unnutritious words, Liu Changsheng rolled his eyes secretly. The young man in white robe just came to question himself as soon as he appeared. Obviously, he had already figured out his identity clearly. The man in green robe pretended not to know here.

"I am Liu Changsheng, my senior?"

After thinking about it, Liu Changsheng still accepted his identity directly, and did not steal or rob him. Can't his identity be used?

"I am Li Moyang, I'll ask you, you robbed five golden elixir disciples of this sect in the Ziyan Mountains, right?"

The man in the green robe asked expressionlessly.

"Senior, I'm afraid he's going against it. Which of the Jindan disciples of the noble school is not powerful and fierce and domineering in magical powers? One of the younger generation robs five people. Do you believe it?"

Liu Changsheng said sarcastically that the "Fairy Zhong" really turned black and white. He dared to use lies to deceive the Divine Sect. In the end, someone really believed it.

"As you mean, are they lying? Brother Gao, is there any such thing?"

After the man in the green robe said that, his eyes looked at Liu Changsheng's right.

There, a man with red armored armored from the forest was coming from the air. It was the man surnamed Gao who was robbed of the purple gold gourd treasure by Liu Changsheng in the Purple Smoky Mountains that day. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!