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Chapter 100 Night Battle

It has to be said that although Gongsun Xing is a bit dandy, it does not mean that he is capable of maneuvering. It is not a mistake for the Gongsun family to establish such a dissolute young man as the crown prince in the eyes of outsiders. In fact, he is not only scheming.

, and he is good at making judgments. After a simple analysis, Gongsun Xing came to the general pros and cons of this matter.

Holding out five fingers, Gongsun Xing said decisively: "We can only allow five of you to play, otherwise we will meet on the ring."

To his surprise, Feng Sheng agreed decisively, as if he had planned this from the beginning. This result made Gongsun Xing, who was still uneasy just now, a little depressed. But thinking about it from another angle, he was in this matter

There wasn’t much loss. Looking at Yinsha, if those rumors are good, Feng Sheng’s combat power is enough to rank in the top ten, not to mention that Ji Pingnan is still in charge. Even if it goes badly, he will lose the other three games, and there will be two more

Guaranteed, losing one game slightly will have no impact on the situation of the battle, but the possibility of losing all three games is too small.

Gongsun Xing picked up the old coarse porcelain bowl on the table and said with a cheerful smile: "Feng Sheng, drink this cup to the full. I hope you will fly into the sky on the bright moon platform and kill the boy named Chen before returning home."

Feng Sheng still had an expression on his face, but he just picked up the wine cup in front of him, touched it with the other person without saying a word, and drank it down.

Gongsun Xing had a smile in his eyes and seemed very satisfied with the deal.



Chen Yunsheng sat on a blue rock and gasped for air. The eight Canglan Guards beside him looked at the moonlight leisurely. The task assigned to them by their master today was particularly easy compared to the past. To deal with Chen Yunsheng like this

Yes, there is no need for eight people to use all their firepower. Each person's 20% strength is enough to knock him down.

If Lun fights alone, Chen Yunsheng's current methods can barely deal with one or two Canglan Guards, but if eight of them come together, the Canglan Guards' strength will not increase linearly. To put it bluntly, the battles between monks are like wild beasts.

Or a fight between gangsters on the street. It makes no difference. It's just a matter of life and death. You come and go. With one more person, the difficulty is not as simple as doubling, let alone the coordination between the eight Canglan Guards.

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Chen Yunsheng's idea was good at first, but later he found that with eight people going together, he couldn't hold on for five breaths under that kind of round-the-clock, missed attack.

"Come again!"

Chen Yunsheng roared without remorse. In fact, for Canglanwei, even if he didn't speak, he could accurately convey the meaning to the hearts of eight people. However, he already made these people look like puppets, but with a trace of fighting spirit.

The soldiers were treated as living people.

The Qilin Slash was split into ten knives, and the ten knives glowing with green light and glowing with fire attacked Kaishan. Having learned lessons from the previous failures, Chen Yunsheng began to learn to focus his attack power on one point. Kaishan

He swung the giant sword with black silk in his hand to block the two knives. The two sparks suddenly lit up in the night, like bright stars, and disappeared in a flash.

The other eight swords flew towards Kaishan like flying fireballs. Kaishan's tall body quickly dodged backwards. The third sword hit the soil and cut a deep ravine. At this moment, the spear of the wildfire struck, setting off a layer of fire wave resistance.

Holding the fractals of the two Qilin Slashes, Kuang Dao released three bright white blades to meet a long knife filled with fire. And the giant ax of Duanliu blocked the remaining four Qilin Slashes at once. In the valley instantly

It was full of edge and sword intent. Four Canglan Guards were attracted in one blow. Chen Yunsheng was quite satisfied with his strategy.

Even when the strategy was effective, he still did not forget to move his body at high speed. Due to the layer of black armor, there was a dark shadow in the valley. Chen Yunsheng knew that there were four Canglan Guards around him.

Zhou was waiting for an opportunity to strike in the darkness. If he hadn't moved quickly, he would have been knocked down long ago. After being knocked down more than ten times just now, his back, chest, thighs and even his neck were injured to varying degrees.

Since practicing the sword art requires a life-and-death fight, these eight black armors will not throw in the towel and offer Chen Yunsheng as a glass cup. Of course, they can also control the opponent's situation and will not chop the opponent with a single blow.

Suddenly, Chen Yunsheng noticed an extremely weak golden light flashing behind the tree on the left side in front of him. He was no longer in a hurry to make the seal, and a blue light flashed through his eyes. The golden light clearly appeared in his eyes, a golden needle.

, the person who attacked him was Ying Jian.

Relying on the extremely strong agility of his body and the almost abnormal speed blessed by Tianxuan's domineering energy, Chen Yunsheng forcibly changed his direction in the air and swept straight down, like a 90-degree right angle. The golden needle grazed his nose.

He passed by and hit a large tree that was hugging each other, blasting the tree open in the middle. The huge tree crown creaked and fell, and the jackdaws on the tree started to frighten.

Chen Yunsheng's back felt slightly cold. Regardless of the other attacks, Yingjian's attack just now was absolutely real. If it hit any part of his body, it would penetrate his body-protecting aura and turn him into pieces instantly.

But before the shock subsided, Chen Yunsheng felt a fierce golden wind blowing under his feet. In addition to controlling the ten-handled Qilin Slash, his powerful spiritual consciousness could still alert the surrounding space within a hundred feet.

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A sharp long knife came through the wind, and the light of the knife pierced the Gang Qi under his feet, and a stinging pain hit him. Without thinking, Chen Yunsheng shot out five golden threads as soon as he waved his hand, and his body quickly moved towards

One side fell over, and the other end of the Jin Lingsi made a heart-stopping friction sound. The speed of the knife coming under his feet was blocked and slowed down, and Chen Yunsheng narrowly dodged it.

The best swordsman among the Canglan Guards is not Kuang Dao, who is famous for his sharp swords, but Hen, a slender puppet warrior. When this warrior was cast, more effort must have been put into it than the other six puppets.

In addition to his energy and financial resources, in addition to his body being filled with the juice of Night Cry, the magic circle all over his body is also unique. However, there are some flaws in the magic circle, which limits his abilities. Therefore, unlike other Canglan Guardsmen,

The comparison does not show obvious advantages.

The long sword like autumn water brought out thousands of sword lights. Chen Yunsheng felt that there were also swords in front of him, and there were also swords behind him. On the left and right, there were thousands of peaks and thousands of sharp edges.

Chen Yunsheng's hands are like flowers, and his ten fingers shoot out thousands of golden threads. The Jin Lingsi's endurance is extremely high, not inferior to ordinary magic weapons, and many golden threads are like a mess.

In front of Chen Yunsheng, Hen's knife struck the golden thread crisply, bursting out with dazzling star points of light.

The two people moved quickly at a height of three feet from the ground. Hen knew his master's tricks very well. A series of dizzying close attacks left the opponent no time to use those powerful weapons that easily destroyed everything within a radius of dozens of feet.

The ultimate move. Chen Yunsheng used the Golden Spirit Silk to fight with the opponent, but he was crying in his heart. If he continued to fight like this, he would be defeated. The ten swords entangled the four Canglan Guards, and they were already in decline. I am afraid that they will be defeated within ten breaths.

A flaw has been revealed, and there are three Canglan Guards hiding in the darkness.[

Sure enough, when the two men reached an open space while fighting, the clod of earth was suddenly turned over, and a strong figure emerged from the earth, with a dazzling red light in his hands. Two steel hooks tore the air in front of Chen Yunsheng into pieces, and with all his strength,

It was so fierce and fast that he was covered in cold sweat. Seeing that the steel hook was about to touch him, Chen Yunsheng instantly pulled out the dragon blade and held a short knife in his right hand to block the ten devastating red rays of light.

He could feel the sharp vibrations erupting when the two weapons clashed, and what he heard in his ears seemed to be the trembling screams of the dragon blade. A large cloud of sparks bloomed in front of him, and Chen Yunsheng took advantage of the momentum to quickly retreat.

Go, with a flick of the wrist, the dragon blade was wrapped with a string of electric light and shot out. Without looking, he hurriedly pinched a magic formula in his hand. Dozens of fire crows appeared around him in an instant, and half of them rushed to tear apart.

He split, half rushing to the side, He had deliberately slowed down his attack speed. If he had still attacked at full speed without mercy, Chen Yunsheng would have had no chance to make any moves.

After a burst of huge fireworks, Chen Yunsheng retreated to a big tree and gasped for air. In front of him, on the top of a big tree about twenty feet away, a vigorous figure was pulling a handle as wide as the full moon.

The long bow was aimed at Chen Yunsheng.

With a long sigh, Chen Yunsheng jumped off the big tree to end the competition. From the beginning to the end, he only lasted ten breaths. Looking at the dark land and ravaged woods around him, he only had a wry smile in his heart, finally understanding what he had been doing back then.

The feelings in the hearts of all the creatures he abused. These eight Canglan Guards are really deadly masters. If they attack with all their strength, their attack power cannot be underestimated.

After more than a dozen nearly harsh actual combat tests, Chen Yunsheng has mastered the Qilin Slash Fractal. Among the ten knives, they are all indistinguishable. Each one can be controlled just right, and they can be used with one heart and one without interfering with each other.

Not every monk can do this, and the only way to increase the power of a life object is through fractals. For example, the penultimate form of the Qingyun Sword Art, Zangzhuo, focuses on the power of the strike and the power of the attack.

When fighting with others, most of them focus on completing their efforts in one battle. There is no such thing as a restless fight. Just a knife or a sword will directly cut the world and change the color, and the ghosts and gods will cry, and most of them will kill the opponent. Since ancient times,

There are not a few monks who have taken this path since then.

While regulating his breath and vitality at the top of the tree, Chen Yunsheng suddenly raised his right eyebrow. Before he could give an order, the waning moon bow in Cang Yue's hand was fully drawn, and the cold light of the backlight was aimed at a large protruding rock a hundred feet away from Chen Yunsheng.

"bass!"

An arrow feather pierced the air, pulling out a gray air wave. In less than a breath, it hit the rock. A cloud of gray stone fragments flew away, and all the trees within a radius of three feet were flattened. It was in vain.

It left a big hole a foot deep.

The moment the arrow hit the rock, a black shadow flew out like lightning and flew toward Chen Yunsheng like a thunderous dragon. At this time, Kaishan Hehen, who was already standing beside him, had already gently raised the weapon in his hand.

Stand up. Chen Yun holds a long sword in his hand and stands facing the wind with a bit of the spirit of a general. He does not show proper hostility towards this uninvited guest. He is an old friend of Long Yuan.

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