Chapter 1025 Sword Test (Part 1)

Where the demon king stood, there used to be a tree.

The tree has now been cut into nothingness by the blind luther master's music and Chen Changsheng's sword intent.

When the sound of the piano and the sword fell, a green leaf on the thinnest tip of the highest branch was picked up by the wind and then carried away and fell.

The piece of green leaf fell on the closed eyes of the stone statue on the side of the back door.

Neither Chen Changsheng nor the blind piano master noticed the stone statue. Logically speaking, it was impossible for them to find the stone statue opening its eyes.

But when the stone statue opened its eyes, the green leaf was bounced away and floated gently into the wind.

The blind luther master's ears moved slightly, and he turned his hands to hold the guqin horizontally in front of him. His true energy surged, shaking Chen Changsheng away.

There was no sound, but there was suddenly a glimmer of light in the night.

The light was a long, thin spot of light that looked like a needle.

The speed of the light needle was very fast, just like a real light. One moment it was in the depths of the night, and the next moment it was in front of the two of them.

There was a soft sound of porphyry.

The slender light needle easily pierced the guqin that the blind luthier was holding in front of him, penetrated his left shoulder, and then disappeared into the night again.

The blind luthier's face became extremely pale, blood gushed out like slurry, and the hands holding the guqin trembled violently, as if they would droop down the next moment.

The slender light needle only left a slight wound on his left shoulder, but it seemed to have seriously injured him.

The sound of piercing the sky sounded intensively, and more than 700 swords flew back from the night sky, protecting Chen Changsheng and the blind piano master inside.

Countless sword edges pointed toward the periphery, looking like a fruit with countless thorns.

This is the most stable sword-controlling formation among the Nanxi Zhai sword formations.

The blind luther player was slightly relieved and could no longer bear the pain. He groaned and put down the guqin in his hand.

The slender light needle only penetrated his left shoulder, but the sacred yet strange aura attached to it was constantly invading his meridians.

With the blind luther master's half-step sacred realm, even if all his true energy is exhausted, he still cannot drive out the aura with his spiritual consciousness.

What is this smell? What is that slender light needle?

The gazes of Chen Changsheng and the blind piano master passed through the rain of swords in the sky and landed on the stone statue.

The stone statue had opened its eyes and stood up.

His eyes were extremely indifferent, without any emotion, neither love nor hatred, just cold, as if they were not alive.

But the powerful aura revealed in the depths of his eyes was so real and vivid.

If you look deeper into his eyes, you may see the purest wisdom, which is the law of heaven and earth itself.

There is no doubt that this stone statue is a real life.

It's just that he is different from all life that has ever appeared on this continent, whether it is the way of existence or the origin.

The blind luthier cannot see the other person's naked, perfect body and the pair of holy wings.

But he could clearly feel the other person's presence.

His face grew paler.

The stone statue slowly raised his right hand.

Night enveloped the courtyard, and it was extremely dark. Even Chen Changsheng could only rely on his spiritual sense to detect the environment.

But when the stone statue raised its right hand, some light hidden in the cracks in the space was still extracted from the deepest night.

Those rays of light converged into his hands, gradually forming a beam, and then taking on a specific shape.

It was a spear made of light.

The blind luthier listened intently over there, listening to the sound of the smallest space being pierced and then annihilated by those lights, and his face no longer looked pale.

He no longer has any thoughts, so he is no longer vigilant and uneasy.

He hugged the guqin tightly with trembling hands and whispered to Chen Changsheng: "Let's go."

That slender light needle left him unable to fight back, not to mention that they were facing a light spear at this time!

Chen Changsheng understood what the blind piano master meant.

The blind violinist was prepared to sacrifice his own life to block the spear of light and the possible pursuit of the Demon Lord in exchange for Chen Changsheng's withdrawal from the night.

As long as Chen Changsheng can exit the courtyard, he can enter the exit of the palace formation.

Even if they can't defeat these two extremely powerful people from another continent, they will at least have a little more vitality, or more time.

Chen Changsheng did not accept the blind violinist's request.

At this moment, even if there is more time, there may not be any more vitality.

And he wouldn't leave the blind luthier here alone.

He had been prepared beforehand.

He knew that when he killed the Demon Lord, he would most likely encounter the second Angel of Holy Light.

That is, the stone statue that came to life.

According to Bieyang Hong, the Holy Light Angel Division ruled that the Holy Name Hidden Thunder was more terrifying than the Holy Light Angel who was confronting the Li Gong Formation at this time.

Chen Changsheng took out the Wugou sword and connected it to the scabbard, then held the hilt of the sword with both hands.

With this movement, the string of stone beads that he had been holding in his hand was also set on the hilt of the sword.

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Looking at this scene, the Demon Lord in the distance raised his eyebrows slightly.

Of course he knew what this meant.

Now the entire continent knows that Chen Changsheng's dagger will turn into a long sword when connected to the scabbard.

That would only happen when Chen Changsheng tried his best.

The problem is, Chen Changsheng should know who his opponent is.

The Demon Lord knew that Chen Changsheng knew about it, so he didn't know why Chen Changsheng still came to kill him and insisted on standing where he was, refusing to retreat.

Do you really think you can wipe out powerful beings from other continents?

Do you really think that when faced with an impossible situation, desperate efforts will be useful?

Chen Changsheng behaved very calmly, without showing any passion or impulsive emotions.

The courtyard shrouded in darkness naturally has no tragic atmosphere.

He knew very well that the Angel of Light was very scary.

And for some unknown reason, these two Holy Light Angels were even more powerful today than when Bianyanghong met them.

But he still wanted to give it a try.

Just like what Wang Po did when he faced Zhu Luo's sword and the moonlight in the sky in the storm in Xunyang City.

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The Holy Light Angel's gaze was indifferent.

He ignored the more than seven hundred famous swords that were falling in the night like a heavy rain.

His eyes fell on Chen Changsheng.

His eyes gradually changed.

More and more cruel, more and more severe, more and more terrible.

But what’s really shocking is that these are emotions.

This is a very rare thing.

What did this Holy Light Angel see in Chen Changsheng?

Or was he feeling something in Chen Changsheng's body?

An extremely strange syllable burst out from the lips of the Holy Light Angel.

There seemed to be countless thunder echoing between heaven and earth.

Listening to this voice, the Demon Lord's expression became a little strange.

The same is true for Chen Changsheng.

There is no need for the legal rules of heaven and earth to transform themselves.

He vaguely understood what the other party meant.