When the tip of the spear thrust out of the void, Chen Changsheng had raised his sword to block, using the Stupid Sword.
From the moment he had decided to kill the Demon Lord to the darkness in the courtyard, and now that he had finally arrived before the Angel, he had used the Intellectual Sword.
So for this final attack, he had naturally used the Blazing Sword.
These were the three swords that Su Li had passed down to him in the wilderness.
The Angel's expression changed at the sight of the sword glow, and then it raised its left hand.
It had apparently not expected Chen Changsheng's speed to suddenly increase so much, his true essence also much stronger.
With a light clap, Chen Changsheng's sword was caught between the Angel's fingers. It could no longer move, just like a clamped mosquito.
The Stainless Sword possessed a peerless sharpness, but it was tightly caught, unable to cut through the Angel's fingers.
This was probably Chen Changsheng's strongest attack, but it posed no threat to the Angel.
Logically speaking, the Angel should have used its crushing stance to attack Chen Changsheng.
For some reason, a hint of fear appeared in the depths of its eyes.
Su Li might be on the Sacred Light Continent right now, or had he seen this attack before? Or had he sensed something else?
Chen Changsheng did not notice the change in the Angel's mood. He continued to burn his true essence and press forward.
The Stainless Sword did not advance a single inch.
The fear in the depths of the Angel's eyes transformed into rage, and its two fingers twisted.
The Stainless Sword bent like a rainbow, but it did not break.
An unimaginably enormous power passed through the sword to Chen Changsheng's hand.
With a light clatter, countless cracks appeared on his wrist, ready to break at any moment.
Chen Changsheng did not care. The three swords that Su Li had taught him on the wilderness were not his true killing moves.
These three swords were methods to help him reach the Angel.
The five stone pearls formed from the Heavenly Tome Monoliths on the hilt began to rapidly revolve, traveling along the sword toward the Angel's face.
The Angel immediately sensed that something was wrong.
In the air between it and Chen Changsheng, the laws of the world were undergoing a transformation.
Just what sort of object could alter the laws of the world in such a small area?
The Angel's face suddenly became abnormally pale, almost translucent, like glass.
Countless rays of light emitted from his body and shot out in all directions!
If it was an ordinary cultivator of this continent, then so long as they came into contact with these rays of light that carried boundless might, then they might be incinerated on the spot.
Chen Chang Sheng wouldn't. His body was also filled with this kind of light, perhaps even more and purer.
The Angel immediately released its finger and began to retreat into the darkness.
With a clang, the Stainless Sword bounced back, its razor-sharp edge cutting through space, but it did not touch the Angel's body.
The string of stone pearls formed from the Heavenly Tome Monoliths shot along the sword, but they also failed to land on the Angel's body.
Several streams of light illuminated Chen Changsheng's eyes, the marks left behind by the flapping of the Angel's wings.
With the Angel's speed, as long as it retreated, he would find it very difficult to catch up, much less find a chance to engage in close combat.
At that time, he would only be able to watch the spear of light from afar and enter a truly desperate situation.
Chen Chang Sheng didn't panic, nor did he despair.
Because the Heavenly Tome Monoliths transforming into stone pearls was not his last resort.
With a light clack, the Stainless Sword separated from the Vault Sheath.
Chen Changsheng gripped the front of the sheath and swung it at the darkness.
This action was very similar to when Luoluo swung the Falling Rain Whip, and also very similar to sprinkling water.
Countless sword glows surged out of the sheath like a river of stars, faintly emitting the roar of a dragon.
The wings of light on the Angel's back incessantly flapped.
Countless collisions resounded through the night sky.
It was clearly a clash between a sword and a wing of light, but there was the sound of metal striking stone, abnormally clear and bright.
Sparks flew in all directions in the night sky like fireworks. It was even more beautiful than the sky full of fireworks earlier.
The slashes of countless swords could not leave a single mark on those two wings of light, so they naturally could not injure the Angel's divine body.
Those sword glows scattered like fireflies, no longer able to stop the Angel from leaving the range of the Heavenly Tome Monoliths.
Even at this time, Chen Changsheng's eyes remained very calm.
The Heavenly Tome Monoliths were not his last resort, nor was his rain of swords.
His last sword was not in his sheath, nor was it in his hand.
That sword came from somewhere else.
It was not his sword.
It was her sword.
Xu Yourong returned from the darkness.
The great light returned.
The temple sword flew through the air and slashed at the Angel.
Chen Changsheng extended his right hand through the string of stone pearls and gripped the hilt of his sword in the darkness.
He once more used the Blazing Sword to slash at the Angel.
Both Xu Yourong's sword and his sword exuded boundless light and heat.
The two sword glows met in the darkness and then fused into one. They grew even brighter, like the sea of stars had descended upon the mortal world.
The sword intents of the two swords fused, becoming incomparably powerful and divine and dignified.
In the deepest depths of this divine and dignified was a sombre killing intent that had come out of nowhere.
This sombre killing intent appeared abruptly and then became boundlessly majestic.
From the sandy ground to the sky divided by light and darkness, everything instantly became extremely dry.
Before these two sword glows, the entire world seemed on the verge of burning!
The Angel's eyes suddenly turned very deep and serene.
It did not retreat.
It raised the spear of light.
It could sense very clearly that these two sword glows that could burn the world could not be avoided by relying on speed. They could only be met head-on.
When Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong's sword glows met, the Demon Lord also sensed something, an expression of extreme shock appearing on his face.
Without hesitation, he summoned all his powerful demon artifacts and laid down many arrays around him.
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An unimaginable might appeared between the heavens and the earth.
Countless terrifying waves of Qi scattered in every direction.
Fierce winds howled and sand filled the sky.
The blind zither player had been sent flying into the darkness.
The darkness had been melted by the two sword glows and their destructive Qi, so thin that it seemed like it could shatter at any moment.
This courtyard was located by a stream not far from the Xiang clan estate. Outside one of the walls was a cliff.
Several hundred extremely thin stone pillars had appeared on the cliff. They looked like stone swords, exuding a faint and awe-inspiring aura.
No one knew when these sword-like pillars had appeared or how they had appeared. It was a very mystical sight.
The sandstorm gradually calmed and the darkness became extremely faint. Light once more fell upon the courtyard, illuminating the scene.
Xu Yourong's face was as beautiful as a painting, her expression calm and focused. It was impossible to tell if she was injured or not.
But a few clumps of fire were burning on the sand behind her, probably Phoenix blood.
Chen Changsheng's face was very pale.
The hand holding his sword was trembling, the web between his thumb and forefinger bleeding.
His injuries were probably very severe.
Across from him.
The Angel stood in the sand, its right hand gripping the spear of light, its wings lightly floating in the wind, its expression indifferent.
A few bloodstains could be seen on the sand, as well as a broken white feather.
It was obvious that it had also been injured, and not lightly.
Then this was enough.
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The Angel had actually been injured?
No matter how talented Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong were, they had still not been able to cross that threshold.
Before Wang Po had slashed with his blade in the Luo River, he had not been able to wound Tie Shu.
How had they done it?
The Demon Lord was stunned by this sight, thinking, is this the harmonious combination of two swords? (To be continued.)
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