Way of Choices

The big boat distant from Luoshui exclaimed repeatedly.

People watched as Chen Changsheng stretched out his left hand, breaking the Daguangming sword easily in a way that they could not understand, and then watching Xu Yourong seemed to guess his means in advance, but by using his method of breaking the sword After breaking his sword, and watching Chen Changsheng clearly control Zhaijian, Zhaijian still stabbed into his body, and finally people finally saw Xu Yourong sticking out the seemingly understatement to Chen Changsheng, but in fact Thundering fingers.

"Ling Xizhi!" Si Yuan Dao Ren moved.

Is Chen Changsheng losing? Will he die under this finger? Mao Qiuyu's expression changed drastically, and there were countless waves in his sleeves, and he was ready to skim towards the bridge. Tang 36's complexion became very ugly, as did Mo Yu and Chen Liuwang. Is there any difference between birth and death?

Everything happened too fast.

No one can think of Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong in such a short time, from extremely dynamic and extremely quiet to extremely dynamic, which shows that they have entered their own rhythm, and the terrible thing is that their rhythm is very similar, which means It is difficult for someone to break their rhythm, even for those big men whose realm is far stronger than them.

Quiet.

The light on the bridge gradually faded, as if it were time.

The falling snow was still sparse, unable to cover the figure, and failed to fill the line in the middle of the bridge.

There was still snow on the other side and rain on the other side. Xu Yourong had passed the line and stood in front of Chen Changsheng.

The index finger of her right hand pressed against his eyebrow, but it didn't completely resist.

There was a short sword between her fingertips and his eyebrows.

Because that short sword is in between.

I don't know when Chen Changsheng raised his Wujian sword, blocking Xu Yourong's finger.

You don’t have a colorful phoenix, and you have a bright heart, let alone a colorful phoenix

Xu Yourong's Lingxi pointed to lightning fast, but not as fast as his sword. This only shows that he had already calculated in advance that she would finally use a sharp finger.

Zhaijian left a clear wound on his left shoulder. The edge of the wound was still mixed with stardust, but the sword handle was already held in his hand.

Xu Yourong slowly withdrew his finger.

A drop of gold-red blood beads slowly overflowed from her fingertips, then dripped onto the bridge surface, and the rain and snow suddenly evaporated, creating a faint mist.

The non-scaling sword blocked the finger of the spirit rhinoceros, but failed to completely dispel the power on this slender finger. Chen Changsheng's eyebrows also shed a drop of blood, as if there was an extra red mole.

There was silence on the stone bridge.

In the distance, the people on the Luoshui ship found that the battle situation was not as tragic as imagined, and they calmed down temporarily.

Across the faint mist, Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong stared at each other and did not speak for a long time.

Both were injured, it seems that Chen Changsheng's injury was heavier, but now both swords are in his hands. So who won?

Obviously, Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong no longer care about the final outcome. Looking at each other, there are countless doubts in their hearts.

"Why did I take back the control of Zhaijian from a distance, and let it deviate seven inches to the right at the last moment, but in the end Zhaijian still stabbed me on the left shoulder, don't you say, from the very beginning, your great sword Haven’t I thought about the point of stabbing me, and in the end I just want to stab my left shoulder?"

"Why is your last Scratchless Sword called Hui Miao Wushuang, there is a great chance to fall with your fingers, even if you can't survive and die together, but a little stagnation happened at that moment, Finally, mysteriously appeared in front of your eyebrows, blocking my finger?"

Seven days, seventeen star maps, three hundred papers, countless deduction calculations, all the experience and wisdom of the two men’s monastic career were put in this battle, they have calculated all the details to the extreme, however In the end, it was discovered that what awaited me was an accident.

That's because they can count the sword road, the time and the geography, but they can't count the people's hearts, and they can't calculate what the other party is thinking.

Chen Changsheng counted for seven days and seven nights, but didn't count... Xu Yourong was able to calculate in advance that he would finally shake the sword with the will of the sword, thus breaking her great sword, and then taking advantage of the situation. The most crucial thing is that, He didn't count that Xu Yourong kept his hands from the beginning to the end, and he didn't have any killing intentions for him, and he didn't even hurt his mind, so he calculated the distance that shook the Zhaijian wrong-Zhaijian stabbed his left shoulder , Was actually injured by himself.

In this battle of the bridge, Chen Changsheng just wanted a draw, but did not know that she just didn't want to lose. Similarly, Xu Yourong did not expect that he would think so, because she knew who he was, but he did not know that she was her, so he had no reason to protect her.

She thought he wanted to win, so in the end, she would definitely manipulate the Zhaijian to break her great light sword-before Zhou Ling, she saw a similar picture and knew that he had this ability-she was ready, when When he tried to **** the Zhaijian, she would take control of all the situations, and finally announced in front of countless people on both sides of the Luo River that this battle was a draw. However, she didn't expect that Chen Changsheng didn't mean to **** Zhaijian to counterattack, just defending. Including the trend of the last scaleless sword, the same is true.

In short, they remembered one place, but did not think of one place.

After countless deductions and calculations meet each other, it becomes unexpected.

Xu Yourong didn't think more, because she confirmed that he didn't know that he was the first-time girl, so she made more mistakes.

The mistake was wrong. She still did not fully understand the young man named Chen Changsheng.

He seemed to be better than the person she knew in Zhou Yuan and the person she imagined.

This is good.

She was very willing to lose.

"I lost."

If the birth and death must be divided, this battle can of course continue. Her injury is lighter than Chen Changsheng, and there are still many methods that have not been cast, but this is not a battle of life and death. This is a sword. Now both swords are in Chen. In the hands of Changsheng, she thought she lost.

Without any concessions, she accepted this fact calmly.

Chen Changsheng couldn't calm down, because he still had a lot of things he didn't understand.

When he heard Xu Yourong's voice, he couldn't calm down.

This sound is very sweet, the water in the clear stream, and the dew on Qiu Feng.

This sound is familiar, as if it has been heard somewhere.

He looked at Xu Yourong, but his eyes were still cut off by the white gauze.

But he was still staring at Bai Sha, looking more and more serious and nervous.

Even if the wind and snow reappeared, the remaining sword intentions murmured slightly, and they all cut his eyes.

Suddenly his body became a little stiff and his voice was tight: "You...you... say it again?"

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