Liang Wangsun was the first guest of this banquet. With his identity, strength, and status in the jianghu, the court, and the world of cultivation, he absolutely had the right to be the guest of honor. Thus, Chen Changsheng wanted to kill him. Even if he knew that he was far from being a match, he still wanted to kill him. Only this way could he intimidate the entirety of Xunyang City. Coupled with his status in the Orthodoxy, only this way could he make people not dare to continue moving against Su Li. This was Chen Changsheng's arrangement. Only by killing could one save, and only by being unreasonable could one be reasonable.
The long street outside the inn was quiet. The bright and beautiful light of spring shone upon the dust that had just settled and the surface of the street.
With the sound of something breaking, Chen Changsheng smashed through the window, bringing with him shattered stone and wood shavings. In the blink of an eye, he was on the street.
The carriage of the Liang Household was two stories high. In front of the inn, he broke through the window and arrived in the middle of the carriage.
His feet had not landed on the carriage, but his dagger had already left its sheath and pierced towards the space between Liang Wangsun's eyebrows.
This strike was silent, without any power to speak of, nor could one sense any majestic ripples of true essence. It was like it had added an unremarkable brilliance to the bright and beautiful light of spring, yet it had shocked many people. Even Liang Wangsun's expression had turned solemn.
The sword intent of Chen Changsheng's strike was extremely refined and powerful. It seemed to have already surpassed the existence of sword energy. The people on the street who saw this strike, whether they were the cultivators who dared to kill Su Li, the priests of the Orthodox Church of Xunyang City, the deathsworn of the Liang Household, or those ordinary servants and maids who did not understand cultivation or the path of the sword, all felt their eyes become somewhat sore.
That sore feeling came from Chen Changsheng's sword intent, an incomparably sharp sword intent that also contained an innate pressure — his dagger was currently the new generation of the Dragoncry Sword. This strike of his was like a dragon emerging from the sea, its light illuminating the surroundings. It seemed unremarkable, but it was actually extremely like a sun, so piercing that everyone had to squint their eyes.
Everyone was shocked. Only now did they realize that Chen Changsheng's cultivation of the path of the sword had already reached such a level. Only Xue He and Liang Hong Zhuang, who had fought against Chen Chang Sheng, were mentally prepared and didn't have any reaction.
Although Chen Chang Sheng was already very famous and was viewed by many as one of the most talented youths of the younger generation of cultivators beneath Qiu Shan Jun and Xu You Rong, in the end, not many people had personally witnessed his cultivation level, especially in the North of Xunyang City. The cultivators here only knew that he was unordinary, but they didn't expect that at such a young age, he had already cultivated to the peak of Ethereal Opening. What was even more frightening was that his attainments in the path of the sword were so profound. In this very short period of time, many people, including Bishop Hua Jiefu of Xunyang City, could not help but have a thought that would normally be impossible — could it be that Chen Changsheng's sword really could threaten Liang Wangsun?
Sitting within the carriage and facing the edge of the sword, Liang Wangsun was able to perceive Chen Chang Sheng's sword manifestation more vividly than anyone else on the street, yet, what was puzzling was that Chen Chang Sheng didn't move at all.
He quietly looked at Chen Chang Sheng's sword, his eyes calm and indifferent, giving off a noble and inviolable feeling. The Vajra Pestle in his right hand suddenly shone brightly, instantly swallowing up the light on Chen Chang Sheng's sword. Was this an almost perfect Star Domain? Just as Chen Chang Sheng was thinking this, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, because …
His sword had very easily pierced through that light.
Man and sword became one. When the dagger pierced through that light, he also entered that light.
His two feet finally landed on the Liang Household's carriage, stepping on solid ground. But his sword could not pierce through the space between Liang Wangsun's eyebrows, but stopped right in front of it.
At some point, Liang Wangsun's left hand, which had been hanging by his side, had been raised, blocking Chen Chang Sheng's dagger.
He had only used two fingers to clamp down on this dagger.
Those two fingers seemed rather delicate and soft, even somewhat like a woman's, but in reality, they were like two mountains.
Even if Chen Chang Sheng's sword was a true dragon, it might still be caught between these two mountains, unable to advance.
Before breaking through the window and unleashing his sword, Chen Chang Sheng had made the most deductions and calculations for this battle, and they were all focused on how to find the weakness or flaw in Liang Wangsun's Star Domain. He had not expected at all that Liang Wangsun had not even used his Star Domain, and had only used two fingers to stop his sword. Was this the confidence and dignity of an expert of the Proclamation of Liberation?
Looking at Liang Wangsun's dignified eyes, Chen Chang Sheng suddenly felt his body grow somewhat cold — this person's strength and cultivation were too deep and unfathomable, far more powerful than he was — but the coldness in his body did not originate from this difference in strength, because he was still hiding something. His true sword had not yet pierced out, but rather came from some sort of vague feeling.
Liang Wangsun did not use his Star Domain. It had nothing to do with confidence, nothing to do with contempt, and it probably did not want to humiliate him, because that did not fit with his status and bearing, and it was also not a mistake that a true expert would make. Then what exactly did he want to do? Just as expected, in the next moment, right before Chen Chang Sheng had no time to use his true sword, Liang Wangsun moved.
With a slight movement of his spiritual sense, stardust danced on the black lotus carriage, and a strand of Qi separated the two worlds.
Liang Wangsun had used his Star Domain. At this moment, Chen Chang Sheng was in front of him, so he had also entered his Star Domain, or perhaps it could be said that he was trapped in his Star Domain. To a Star Condensation expert, the most important use of a Star Domain was to protect oneself from any attack. What was Liang Wangsun's intention in doing this? Chen Chang Sheng knew that his opponent's actions had a deeper meaning, but he could not understand it for a moment. However, his sword heart was not in disorder, his sword intent as steady as before. His right foot stepped forward, and the true essence in his body instantly began to fiercely blaze.
Liang Wangsun's eyes grew even brighter, even more solemn, and even more serious. It was very obvious that he had sensed the explosive increase in Chen Chang Sheng's true essence, and also sensed the possible danger. Liang Wangsun knew that in a moment, Chen Chang Sheng's true sword would arrive. At this moment, he did not know that this sword was at least several thousand swords. He only knew that in a similar moment, Su Li would die.
It would all take a moment, but Chen Chang Sheng might not be able to injure Liang Wangsun, but Liang Wangsun was very sure that Su Li would die.
As a result, Chen Chang Sheng soon understood that he would not have the chance to wait for this moment to end.
Because at the beginning of this moment, a snowflake had drifted down onto the carriage of the Liang Household.
Countless snowflakes had fallen onto the streets around the inn.
In the middle of spring, Xunyang City had suddenly experienced a snowfall.
Chen Chang Sheng looked into Liang Wangsun's eyes and saw many emotions, but he did not see any killing intent. As a result, he understood that Liang Wangsun had never wanted to kill him from start to finish. Yes, even a person like Liang Wangsun would not want to kill the youth of the Orthodox Academy deeply trusted and even favored by the Pope and Archbishop Mei Lisha, unless it was absolutely necessary.
He had taken the risk to use his Star Domain and leave Chen Chang Sheng on the carriage because he did not want Chen Chang Sheng to act.
This battle was not between the two of them.
The true killer of Su Li was someone else.
Who was that person? Just who was the last guest to arrive at this banquet?
The spring scenery had already been submerged in the snowstorm.
A person suddenly descended from the snowy sky.
It was a freak, his face covered in a sheet of white paper. Two holes had been dug into the paper, revealing two eyes. The rest of the paper was a nose and a mouth drawn with simple lines.
The freak's eyes were emotionless, devoid of spirit, and devoid of love, but they were so cold that it made one feel incomparably crazy.
A string was tied to the freak's waist. The other end of the string was in the sky, tied to an incomparably massive paper kite.
That paper kite incessantly sprinkled paper to the ground.
There was no wind or snow.
The snowflakes fluttering through Xunyang City were actually all paper.
The freak's cultivation was terrifyingly strong. Even though he was still several dozen zhang from the ground, his tyrannical and crazy Qi had already reached the streets. Those cultivators with slightly weaker cultivations closed their eyes to resist, while those ordinary people directly fainted.
In the blink of an eye, the black tiles and old eaves of the inn were completely crushed into rubble. With a muffled sound, the entire roof of the inn collapsed, the walls shattered, revealing the scene inside.
In the dust and flying snow, the crowd could faintly make out the broken beams and furniture on the ground.
In the ruins, there was a chair.
A middle-aged man sat on the chair, his hand holding an old-fashioned Yellow Paper Umbrella.
The streets were suddenly deathly still.
This was the first time many people had seen Su Li's true appearance.
The person descending from the sky thrust a spear at Su Li's body.
The spear suddenly struck, the paper snow suddenly scattered, the wind and thunder stirred!
The people around the inn cried out in alarm.
"Xiao Zhang!"
"Painted Armor Xiao Zhang!"
A person had ridden a kite to Xunyang City to kill someone.
He had sprinkled paper snowflakes ahead of time to send off the person he wanted to kill.
Because he believed that since he had come, that person would inevitably die.
Even if that person was Su Li.
Besides that madman ranked second on the Proclamation of Liberation, who else could do such a crazy thing?
To make such an arrogant entrance, who else but Painted Armor Xiao Zhang could do it?
The moment the spear appeared, Xunyang City moved!
This was Xiao Zhang's arrogant spear. Even if Su Li was not injured and his cultivation was at its peak, he would probably still have to seriously deal with it. Now that he had not recovered from his heavy injuries, how could he receive this spear?
At this moment, Chen Changsheng was trapped on the long street by Liang Wangsun. Who would block this spear for him?
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