Willow branches that looked like tree trunks came overwhelmingly, the range actually exceeded a hundred meters, and the intensity was unimaginable. The sound of the willow branches cutting through the air was endless.
Seen from a distance, the moonlight in this area is completely blocked, and it is so dark that it can be said to cover the sky. This is Ning Su's strength. As a fellow venerable, he also has his own moves that he is proud of.
The man in black robes in the distance had a solemn expression, constantly channeling the power of heaven and earth to strengthen his defenses, and a circular blue crystal screen protected the two of them.
Although they were far apart, the aftermath of an attack of this magnitude could still affect the two of them. No one expected that Ning Su would be earth-shattering as soon as he took action. He wanted to win with one blow without any reservation. It should be
Seeing that Zhou Changsheng would not give up on that kid, he took this opportunity to inflict heavy blows!
"There should be no suspense in this battle."
In his opinion, Zhou Changsheng was unable to escape at this time. The space around him had been affected by Ning Su's attack and had become very distorted. It was extremely difficult to escape through the space. Moreover,
With that kid still with him, defeat is already doomed.
"The only person who can break through this attack is the leader."
The man in black robe murmured to himself, and then, a tall figure appeared in his mind. The man in black robe smiled bitterly and continued:
"No, there is another person, Duan Aotian, who is known as the number one master in the wilderness."
At the mention of this name, a trace of fear flashed across his eyes. When this man fought against several venerables in the Heyang Realm alone, he could only watch from a distance.
It was a shocking battle, rarely seen in ancient times!
Just imagine, who can fight against several Heyang Realm sages alone without falling behind? Such people are not common even in the long history. They can be said to have seen a living legend.
At the end of that battle, he saw a huge explosion that affected a range of more than a kilometer. In the end, only two people survived, and both were seriously injured. They managed to save their lives in embarrassment.
One of them is the master of the inner hall in front of him, Ning Su.
There has been no news of Duan Aotian in these years, so most people in the world believe that he has fallen. The only existence in the wilderness that could possibly break through to the divine realm has just disappeared.
"If that part of Aotian was still alive in the world, he would hardly meet an opponent even now!"
The man in black robe said regretfully that he did not want to see the Tianyin Sect have such a powerful enemy, but he also felt sorry for the end of this legend.
"Clan leader! Then, is that a willow tree?"
"The willow branches are as thick as the tree trunk! It seems like there is someone beside it?"
"Why is he flying in the sky? Is he an internal strength master?"
The people around him were talking about the sudden change, and fear appeared on everyone's face.
They had never seen anything like this in their lives. The mysterious willow trees at such a height and the sky turning red made them feel as if they were living in a dream.
The roars of monsters kept coming from outside the village, which intensified their inner fear.
The patriarch stood among the people. Now the whole village was gathered here. Everyone's life and death became unclear at this moment. No one knew what would happen next. They could only pray silently.
Not
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Someone noticed that the holy stone dozens of meters away was emitting a faint golden light.
A huge figure appeared next to the holy stone. The bloody mouth looked slightly terrifying in the darkness, but its figure was slowly shrinking. It roared, and the power of the surrounding heaven and earth seemed to have received his guidance.
They all gathered here and merged into the holy stone. The golden light emitted by the holy stone became even more dazzling. It was truly a miracle!
After doing this, the figure slowly merged into the surrounding darkness, and a huge barrier enveloped the village. No sound from the outside world could penetrate this barrier.
"It seems that the only thing we can do is go all out!"
Zhou Changsheng murmured to himself, remembering what his master once said to him.
"The way of swordsmanship is based on cutting, and returning to nature is the highest. Swordsmanship is just to deceive others, and often the most fatal blow is a seemingly ordinary sword."
"Using cutting as a stance, you can win with one strike; you can cut off everything you can see; use one sword without thinking, and call yourself a stance."
Zhou Changsheng slowly closed his eyes. At this moment, the time around him seemed to have stopped, and he could hear his own breathing.
"Look, the sword style is just for ordinary people who use the sword to use the power of heaven and earth on the sword blade. Each move can cause considerable damage, but this restricts the thoughts of the sword wielder. If
If you lose this sword move, the long sword in your hand will be used like an ordinary person."
A young man with blond hair and black eyes was holding a blue long sword, his eyes calmly looking ahead, which was a mountain over a hundred meters high.
A middle-aged man was standing respectfully beside the young man, not daring to lose sight at all, wanting to see through the mystery.
The young man swung his sword casually, generating a white sword energy that seemed ordinary but contained endless mysteries, and flew towards the mountain ahead.
The sword energy actually began to slowly spread in the air, turning into a larger sword energy, and the momentum it spread did not weaken at all.
The sword energy rushed straight to the top of the mountain. About ten meters away from the top of the mountain, the sword energy directly cut into the mountain in parallel.
The middle-aged man's eyes widened. The top of this small mountain peak with a height of more than 100 meters was cut off!
The part of the top of the mountain was directly chopped away, leaving only a very neat cut.
"Is this the strength of the master?"
The middle-aged man stared blankly at the incision. What kind of power could he use to make such an incision? It seemed that there was still a long way to go between himself and a truly strong man.
"Haha, don't you reveal my true age by calling me master? Changsheng, I consider myself still a young man."
The blond young man said with a smile, not forgetting to stroke his hair.
That middle-aged man was Zhou Changsheng at that time, and the blond young man in front of him with terrifying strength was none other than Duan Aotian, who was known as the number one person in the wilderness.
Zhou Changsheng smiled honestly and whispered:
"Master, you are nearly a hundred years old. Why do you still act like a young man all day long, going around to provoke junior sisters from other sects? If others find out, won't you feel that your face has been lost?"
Duan Aotian raised his eyebrows and said disdainfully:
"So what, I just like the way these young people deal with the world. It's not like
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Those old men from other sects are scheming and scheming all day long, and they are not cool at all!"
He claims to be the most beautiful man in the wilderness. When he is bored, he will tease some junior sisters from other sects who are out on missions. In fact, it is more like teasing than chatting. He will catch a few monsters from other places and kill them.
Attacking these sect disciples who were out on missions could not hurt those beautiful little junior sisters.
After all the senior brothers were defeated by the monsters, he suddenly appeared on the scene, pretended to take action, and was able to drive away the monsters without any effort.
Therefore, there was a story circulating at that time that if you were attacked by a monster outside, a handsome blond young man would come to rescue you, just like a god coming down to earth.
"Chang Sheng, you should also study like a teacher. Don't act like an uncle all day long. In this way, many people will think that I am your son when they see the two of us. Wouldn't that mess up the hierarchy?"
The two of them often encountered such things, but what puzzled passers-by was why I was so respectful to the boy? This also led to Duan Aotian being often despised by others.
If Zhou Changsheng maintains his youthful appearance, then others will not think of the relationship between father and son.
"Although you and I are very different in temperament, you and I will travel around the world and transform into young people all day long without attracting attention."
Zhou Changsheng laughed dryly, he didn't have the same preferences as his master. He was just over half a century old now, and he didn't want to look like a young man.
On the other hand, the master often deliberately makes it more difficult when he is practicing. Every time someone calls him a father-son relationship, he can't help but feel happy in his heart. This is also considered "revenge" in another sense.
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Duan Aotian raised his eyebrows, how could he not think of Zhou Changsheng's intention, but he couldn't force him to look like a young man.
"Forget it, just admit your mistake. Disciple, I want to give you something as a gift."
Duan Aotian waved his hand helplessly, and then a golden light fell on the palm of his hand, turning into a green scabbard.
He inserted the green sword in his hand into the scabbard and handed it to Zhou Changsheng.
"This Qingshuang Sword is considered the best among my swords. I will give it to you today. After that, you will go to Xuanzong thousands of miles away. I have already arranged your heirs there.
When the elder saw this Qingshuang Sword, he understood what I meant."
After Zhou Changsheng took the sword, Duan Aotian snapped his fingers, and a white light flashed out from his cuff, surrounding the index finger of Zhou Changsheng's right hand, and then turned into a white ring with an emitting star inlaid on it.
Gemstone with blue shimmer.
The moment he picked up the ring, Zhou Changsheng felt an inexplicable sense of heaviness. This ring seemed to have an unusual weight.
After doing this, Duan Aotian put away his smile, his face became a little more solemn, and a strange color flashed in his eyes. Zhou Changsheng rarely saw this expression on his face, and he asked cautiously:
"Master, is there something going on?"
Duan Aotian glanced at the horizon melancholy, sighed, and said slightly melancholy:
"Yes, enjoy the calm before the storm. Soon, I will be around the most dangerous place in the wilderness. Only by staying in Xuanzong can you and your family have a chance of survival."