Urban Carefree Warrior God Chapter 906 907: A Sword Pierces the Sky, Heaven and Earth A

Gu Zhong once couldn't believe his eyes. This person before him had his foundation shattered fifty years ago; logically, he should have died. Yet now...

Hoo hoo.

As soone who participated in that great extermination fifty years ago, Gu Zhong certainly wouldn't mistake him. While gasping heavily, he uncontrollably stumbled back several steps.

"Chen Changsheng!!"

Thereafter, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, Gu Zhong quavered, "There's a head for every grievance, a master for every debt. If you want revenge, you should seek out those few sects. Back then, I, Gu Zhong, was forced to choose sides, I was helpless!"

"If I hadn't chosen a side back then, my entire Biluo Sword Valley would have been annihilated; this is sothing you should know."

That battle fifty years ago could totally be described as a clash of deities; the strength of Changsheng Sect was enough to shake half of Yuning Mountain. To prevent any accidents, several leading sects forced all factions to take a stand.

As a result, no side was able to remain unaffected.

This led to a siege scenario by the entire Yuning Mountain against Changsheng Sect.

"I, Chen Changsheng, don't consider myself generous, but I'm not petty enough to bicker with a small fry like you."

Chen Changsheng casually picked a crabapple flower, playing with it delicately in his hand, "Today I'm here mainly because of Chen Yang."

"Chen Yang?"

Gu Zhong was visibly stunned. He certainly knew this young man who opposed Biluo Sword Valley ever since his days in the mundane world. But the issue was, wasn't this guy dead on Northern Mountain?

Along with him, all the masters of Biluo Sword Valley, and over a thousand others competing for the incomplete map, had been killed by a certain Divine Conquest.

Rumor had it, this master ca from Dao Sect.

Moreover, how could Chen Yang be associated with this legendary figure from back then?

Upon this thought, confusion engulfed Gu Zhong. Even if there was a connection between them, Chen Changsheng should go to Dao Sect for an explanation, whereas Biluo Sword Valley was also a victim in a strict sense.

No way.

Suddenly, Gu Zhong recalled sothing, his hair standing on end at this mont, staring at Chen Changsheng intensely, "Was it, was it you?"

"The one who took action on Northern Mountain, leaving no one alive, was you, Chen Changsheng!!"

"And Chen Yang is still alive."

Chen Changsheng, with the crabapple flower in his fingers, smiled serenely, "You old fellow, your mind is rather sharp! Now, can you rest in peace?"

Tap tap tap.

Gu Zhong retreated several more steps, his face turning puce, "You, what is your relationship with Chen Yang?"

As far as he knew, Chen Yang ca from the mundane world and had never set foot on Yuning Mountain before this incident. How could there be a connection between the two?

"He is a disciple of my Changsheng Sect." Chen Changsheng replied with a smile.

Hiss hiss.

Gu Zhong gasped sharply, fearing from the depths of his being this peerless talent who dominated a generation.

Yet...

"Hmph!!"

Gu Zhong forced down his swirling thoughts, speaking against his will, "Chen Changsheng, back then, your foundation was shattered. Even if you escaped death, your strength is not what it was. You don't seem to be my match."

"I advise you, leave my Biluo Sword Valley imdiately; I can pretend nothing happened, and never saw you."

Ultimately, Gu Zhong wanted to turn a serious matter into a minor one, avoiding direct confrontation with Chen Changsheng.

"Since you're so sure, why not make a move to kill ?" Chen Changsheng tilted his head slightly, seriously asking, "If you took my head to those sects, you'd surely earn a hefty reward."

Gu Zhong: "..."

Indeed, but...

He didn't dare.

Even knowing that Chen Changsheng's foundation was shattered, he still didn't dare.

The fear of this person goes deep into his soul.

"Chen Changsheng, I concede out of respect for you, yet you go too far? Hmm?!"

Gu Zhong suddenly raised his voice by eight degrees, seemingly trying to mask his own fear, shouting, "Leave my Biluo Sword Valley imdiately."

"Today, considering it's your birthday, I spoke to you at length rely to let you die knowing the truth. Yet you keep being noisily repetitive."

Chen Changsheng with one hand behind his back, narrowed his gaze, "I have a sword."

"Its na: Great Liang Dragon Sparrow."

Splitting mountains and rivers, breaking the firmant.

Slaying ghosts.

Gods will perish before it, Buddhas can't withstand it.

"Sword, co!"

In an instant, heaven and earth changed color.

"My heavens, what is that thing?"

"It should be a sword coming towards this place."

Amidst the echoes of trembling shock waves rising in the Biluo Sword Valley, a broken sword pierced the sky above in the eyes of thousands.

Arriving fiercely, the sword Qi overflowed as if set to obliterate this world.

"I, Chen Changsheng, even with a shattered foundation, can kill you, Gu Zhong, like butchering a dog!"

Gu Zhong: "..."

The overwhelming divine power.

The sword Qi oppressed.

Lasers of terrifying aura, infinitely close to substantiality, like beams of starlight descending from the heavens, beca the sole color in the void, stunning beyond all others.

Chen Changsheng pointed a finger, and the suddenly descending broken Great Liang Dragon Sparrow sword floated above his head.

This...

Gu Zhong gazed upward, speechless, as deep within his heart, besides lingering horror and dread, only endless stupefaction and panic remained.

He had seen this sword fifty years ago.

Back then, it was not broken.

During the peak of that fight, as the Great Liang Dragon Sparrow swung, it annihilated no fewer than ten Divine Conquests, leaving not even a trace of blood.

This is a Super Spiritual Instrunt.

Boom!

Next second.

Wind and sand whirlwinded, buildings collapsed.

The half-broken Great Liang Dragon Sparrow exuded peerless sharpness.

Gu Zhong, who thought he had so reassurance to fight it, hadn't even made a move; his entire body froze.

Whoosh!

One sword pierced the sky; heavens and earth trembled.

Chen Changsheng at this mont, one hand to the sky, one hand to the earth.

In all realms, I alone reign supre.

This instant, ti seed to rewind, making Gu Zhong feel as if witnessing that graceful and peerless Chen Changsheng, who once crushed his contemporaries, alone without a king, from fifty years ago.

"A cripple, a broken sword, and you want to kill ?"

Gu Zhong gritted his teeth, his aura exploding.

Your era, Chen Changsheng, has long ended. Yet daring to co alone now, isn't that too overconfident?

What, you still wish to annihilate my entire Biluo Sword Valley?

Clang.

Then, this Biluo Sword Valley patriarch with hair standing, drew his sword, one hand on the hilt, the other on the blade, raising both arms high.

The sudden tremor rippled like waves.

Crack.

The crisp cracking sound continued to echo.

Gu Zhong temporarily resisting the broken sword showed a pair of eyes drastically changing as a wave of sword Qi vibrated; he imdiately knelt down, his knees crashing hard against the bluestone slab.

Bang bang bang.

Gu Zhong's sword, as well as the entire back garden, crumbled inch by inch into decay.

The strong wind swept, debris and ruins floated into the air.

"This..."

Gu Zhong terrified could only watch as the broken sword turned into a stream, piercing through his chest.

"You, your strength..."

Clink.

The broken sword embedded into the ground, pinning the Biluo Sword Valley patriarch firmly.

"..."