Chapter 1543 Perfect Ending

At this moment,

an astonishing aura suddenly burst out from Cang Sheng's body.

This aura was sharp, as if it was full of sword energy and unstoppable.

Situ Fang's heart suddenly sank.

Seeing Cang Sheng's strange state, he decisively continued to strengthen his attack.

There were more bangs, sparks flew everywhere, swords and knives were flying everywhere, and the cold light was cold.

The next moment,

a muffled sound came from Cang Sheng's body.

"Bang!"

His breath rose a lot.

"What?!"

The head of the Situ family and the people of the Situ family stood up involuntarily.

They were shocked and all dumbfounded.

"This... this Cang Sheng actually broke through in the fight?!"

"Yes, his realm is the same as Master Fang, both are at the seventh level of martial arts!"

"Genius... Cang Sheng is a genius! Not only can he defeat the strong with the weak for hundreds of moves, he can fight by relying on perception, and he can even break through in desperate situations!"

Cang Sheng's performance made everyone astonished.

And Situ Taili stared at Cang Sheng on the stage with an extremely surprised look.

He saw that Cang Sheng not only broke through in the battle.

The fight on the stage was still going on.

Cang Sheng, with his eyes closed, had changed from passively meeting the enemy before to fighting against Situ Fang on equal terms.

The two fought back and forth, and the mysterious sword technique caught Situ Fang off guard, leaving him with several sword wounds.

Situ Fang gritted his teeth, staring with bloodshot eyes, enduring the pain and slashing at Cang Sheng.

Everyone just breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately fell into shock again.

"No... Cang Sheng has not only broken through, he seems to be comprehending sword moves on his own!"

A stone stirred up a thousand waves.

The next moment.

Discussions and surprises rushed towards the ring like a tide.

Situ Fang only felt that he was getting more and more exhausted, but he couldn't hurt Cang Sheng with his sword energy.

His previous contempt for Cang Sheng had disappeared.

Instead, he was filled with fear.

Cang Sheng's current state made him feel great pressure.

The tide-like discussions did not affect Cang Sheng.

He entered an extremely mysterious state.

In Cang Sheng's mind, countless sword moves began to dance on their own.

Although he did not open his eyes, Situ Fang's attack was clearly reflected in his mind.

And every time an attack came, Cang Sheng could use pulling, pointing, lifting, stabbing, chopping, lifting, and wiping to resolve it.

These most basic sword moves seemed to be integrated with him, as if he, Cang Sheng himself, was the sharpest sword.

As his mind raced, Cang Sheng's consciousness gradually got into the groove.

In this mysterious state, Cang Sheng defeated Situ Fang step by step.

The previous dominance was swept away, and from then on, the sword was all-powerful.

After a series of attacks, Cang Sheng finally understood.

It turned out that this was the unity of man and sword.

The next moment.

Cang Sheng suddenly opened his eyes.

There seemed to be a sword light in his eyes, as if it was about to burst out of the sockets.

Cang Sheng suddenly jumped up, holding a long sword and flying down to chop.

His black suit made a fierce sound.

His sword intent that cut through the sky made a deafening buzzing sound.

"Dang!"

A crisp sound was like a loud bell, shaking everyone's mind and making their backs cold.

Situ Fang's long sword was cut in half.

"Ding!"

The broken long sword fell on the bluestone slab.

Situ Fang only felt a chill on his neck.

A chill instantly spread to his limbs and bones, making his hair stand on end and his pupils shrink drastically.

This was the feeling of death.

At this moment.

Cang Sheng's long sword, which was full of gaps, was against Situ Fang's neck.

The setting sun shone on the long sword, and the reflected red light made Situ Fang tremble uncontrollably.

His knuckles had collapsed, and blood dripped onto the ground along the broken sword.

The scene was instantly silent, and fell into a strange silence.

"You lost!"

Cang Sheng's plain words broke the deathly silence in the martial arts arena.

The noisy surprises came again.

The long sword in Situ Fang's hand slipped to the ground.

At this moment, his fighting spirit had been wiped out by the coldness.

"Cangsheng, you win." Situ Fang said weakly.

Then, he turned around and jumped off the stage dejectedly, his back was extremely lonely.

Situ Qingyi shed excited tears.

She didn't care about her father beside her, and didn't care about the eyes of the tribesmen around her.

She threw herself towards Cangsheng, hugged Cangsheng tightly, and snuggled in Cangsheng's arms.

Situ Qingyi's tears were like a reservoir with the gate opened, pouring out.

Her emotions were too complicated.

Happiness, excitement, fear, grievance, fatigue, relief...

all kinds of emotions, all turned into her hot and crystal tears, dripping on Cangsheng's chest.

Cangsheng let go of the long sword and hugged his beloved Situ Qingyi with his arms.

This girl is the one he wants to take care of for the rest of his life, the one he wants to protect with his life!

He let Situ Qingyi's tears flow through his wounds, and the pain made him remember this moment, this scene, in his heart.

Everyone was looking at this perfect couple.

Some people denounced them, some offered their blessings, some were deeply moved, and some were silent.

The one who was silent was naturally the head of the Situ family, Situ Taili.

And Yi Feng just raised the corners of his mouth, all of which was no different from what he expected.

Think about it, those who followed him, Yi Feng, in the past, who was not a giant, who was not the strongest under the starry sky? !

How could the bloodline they left behind be an inferior one?

It's only been a mere 100,000 years.

How could the bloodline inheritance of the strong be buried because of this, and how could it be cut off because of this? !

How can a golden scale stay in a pond? It will turn into a dragon when it encounters wind and clouds!

Cang Sheng's ancestor was once a giant dragon.

Now, Cang Sheng has also jumped into the dragon gate!

Then.

Yi Feng looked at Situ Taili calmly and said calmly: "Cang Sheng has proved himself, you won't have any other opinions, right?"

Situ Taili nodded slowly, then sighed.

Then he stood up and left the martial arts field directly.

Situ Taili said as he walked: "The betrothal gift is not needed, please take it back, fellow Taoist. As long as fellow Taoist promises that the boy will not change his mind about my daughter, it will be fine!"

Situ Taili's words were neither light nor heavy, but they sounded like thunder in the minds of Cang Sheng and Situ Qingyi.

They finally cleared all obstacles and could finally be together legitimately!

Cang Sheng held Situ Qingyi's cheek and kissed her.

Situ Qingyi's oval face suddenly blushed like a ripe peach.

"Come on, Qingyi, let's go thank Brother Yi Feng!"

Situ Qingyi wiped away her tears and nodded shyly.

The two came in front of Yi Feng and said in unison: "Thank you Brother Yi Feng for your help!"

Yi Feng smiled gently, and that smile was like a spring breeze and warm sunshine.

"Don't thank me, it's all thanks to your persistence, and it's also Cang Sheng's real ability."

Cang Sheng looked shy.

"Thanks to Brother Yi Feng for teaching me how to practice sword and building my confidence, otherwise I would not be able to defeat a strong enemy like Situ Fang by myself, let alone achieve a breakthrough and comprehend the unity of man and sword!"

Yi Feng gently patted Cang Sheng's shoulder and said softly, "Okay, you should stabilize your cultivation first, and accompany your girlfriend!"

The blush on Situ Qingyi's face just faded away, and then it reappeared.

"I'll go back and make you some chicken soup..." Yi Feng smiled, and then left on his own.

At this moment.

Situ Taili, who was sitting cross-legged in his room, suddenly had a voice transmission in his mind.

"The previous betrothal gifts are still in the hall, go and collect them yourself. If the Cang family wants to propose marriage, how can they be without a decent betrothal gift?"

Yi Feng's words were calm and unquestionable.

This message was like the sound of the law, which made Situ Taili's heart tremble violently.

At the same time, looking at the laughter in the courtyard, the father was stunned for a moment, and a faint smile appeared on his face involuntarily.

At this moment,

he completely accepted this matter.