Sword God

In the early morning, Chaoyang rose slowly, and the golden red light sprinkled the small lake.

By the lake, a person is practicing a sword, and the blade reflects the sunlight, which is a bit dazzling.

A sword pierced the air violently, rushed out, and coordinated his steps. After the iron sword circled and swept over the sky, he fell forward, without stopping, dancing by the momentum, as if wearing a butterfly butterfly shadow. When the sword shadow hadn't dispersed, one sword stabbed at an alarming speed, and three swords in succession.

Immediately, the iron sword withdrew quickly, a slight pause, and all his strength rushed to the right arm, and the green bars on the back of the hand protruded, and the sword body burst out instantly, fiercely stabbed, as if to block all the blocks in front.

Sword-style, ring-sword-style, chop-sword-style, chaos-sword-style, fast-sword-style, burst-sword-style, coherent display, sword-body-step coordination of the three.

"It took five days to finally practice the eight swords of the real sword to the beginning." Chen Zong put the sword into the sheath, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and smiled.

The eight-practice training of the real sword is several times more difficult than that of the tiger force fist, especially the coordination of the three body steps of the sword, which must be in place, and the difference is not enough. If it is placed before, Chen Zong estimates that he must practice hard for more than one year Only then is it possible to get started, and now that the veins have been washed and reborn, everything is different.

Every time he practiced, he could feel the trembling of the sword tip in the eyebrow space, and the cool breath, so that his mind was very clear, he could better understand the sword technique, better control his body, and the cultivation efficiency soared many times.

"Eight Swords of the Eight Kinds of Swords can be exercised to 60% of the body, and the training speed is obviously better than Dacheng's peak tiger power boxing, but it still does not allow me to break through the third layer of Qi and Blood in the next 20 days." Chen Zong looked forward, and that was the direction of Fenghoulin: "Perhaps, I should go to Fenghoulin to find herbs that nourish the blood, and by the way, hunt some beasts, and eating a lot of beasts is also good for cultivation."

Thinking about this, Chen Zong immediately strode towards Fenghoulin.

The wind roaring forest is some distance away from Xiaohu Town. Chen Zong kept running at a constant speed all the way. It took an hour to run to the forest. The wind blew through and howled, as if many beasts were roaring, hence the name.

After taking a few minutes of rest and restoring strength, Chen Zong raised his sword and walked into the Fenghoulin.

The wind roaring forest is very large. The trees are overgrown, the branches are lush, the sunlight is blocked, and the light becomes dim, like dusk, but after the adventure, Chen Zong has better eyesight and has not been greatly affected.

There were wind roars outside the forest, but the forest was quiet, only the insects chirped finely, making this quiet picture scroll.

I searched carefully for a long time. I didn't find any herbs. I couldn't even see the rabbit.

"It seems that the outer periphery of the woods has already been searched many times and can only go deep into the woods." Chen Zong said to himself, looking coldly at the depths of the forest.

Fenghoulin is located at the bottom of Fenghou Mountain, and there may be monsters on the border with Fenghoulin. Without the strength of the warrior, there is only one way to die.

In the middle of the forest, there are snakes, beasts, wolves, leopards, leopards, and Chen Zong's cultivation, which is also very dangerous.

Taking a deep breath, Chen Zong took a step forward and walked steadily into the forest. He was alert to mention the highest, his eyes stared forward, and his blood was flowing, ready to go.

Suddenly, there was a slight movement on the right. Chen Zong glanced at a white shadow in the corner of his eyes. He pulled out a sword and spurted it out, but only cut off a few white hairs. That was a rabbit. The speed was extremely fast. Inside the tree hole, he has no choice but to give up.

A trace of coolness made his goose bumps and creeps, without any hesitation, the iron sword chopped up, the sword light was obscured, and with a snap, a flying snake was cut off and fell into the distance.

Looking at the brown body that was still writhing and the triangle-shaped head, Chen Zong took a breath, his heart was beating with fear, and his forehead was oozing with cold sweat. He recognized that this was a skin snake, not a monster, But the toxicity is amazing. After being bitten, even a strong cow was killed in just a few minutes, even the warrior could not last long.

"Sure enough, it is dangerous everywhere." Chen Zong calmed down without fear, on the contrary, an unprecedented impulse that made him continue to go deep into the wind roaring forest, it was a germinating brave to face difficulties and challenges, but his stomach was not A grunting grudge.

"It's been so long since I entered. Go back first and come back tomorrow." Chen Zong touched his belly and exited Fenghoulin. When he exited, he remained highly alert.

When I went back, I walked slowly, thinking while going home, I would pass the small lake first, but Chen Zong saw a brown figure standing by the small lake.

"Chen Dalei..." frowned slightly, but Chen Zong stepped forward without fear.

Chen Dalei, like Chen Zhongjie, is Chen Zhigang's dogleg, but Chen Dalei's training is to reach the third level of Qi and Blood Realm, and he also practices tiger power boxing, and his strength is much stronger than that of Chen Zhongjie.

"I don't know if I can compete with Chen Dalei with my current strength?" Chen Zong secretly said.

It is not as good as Chen Dalei to discuss Xiuwei for him, but he has reached the peak of Dacheng in terms of Tiger Power Boxing, and Chen Dalei is the peak of Xiaocheng.

"Chen Zong, you asked me to wait for an hour." Chen Dalei was strong and strong, screaming at Chen Zong with his bullish eyes, and grabbed the crowd.

"That's your business." Chen Zong didn't get shocked, but instead laughed.

"You hurt Chen Zhongjie, and you threatened Gang and me. This account should be counted." Chen Dalei shouted, striding forward, and rushing towards Chen Zong, with a fierce, fierce face, like a head Angry tiger.

Starting from the tiger's claws, one punch is gaining momentum, and the strength of the three layers of Qi and Blood Realm condenses in it.

"Just use you to try the real sword eight styles." The thought flashed, Chen Zong's legs were separated back and forth, the right leg was slightly bent in front, the left foot was bent more in the back, the center of gravity was mostly in the left foot, and the heel was raised Starting from the front, the sole of the foot is used as a support, the muscles of the left leg are tight to the extreme, the body turns slightly left and leans forward, the iron sword is held tightly in the left hand and close to the waist, and the five fingers of the right hand gently flick.

Fujian style!

This is the starting style of the real eight swords.

His eyes were cold and his eyes stared at him, and he clearly saw every expression and every movement of Chen Dalei, silently calculating the distance between the two sides.

"Oh!" exhaled, and the tongue fought against Chun Lei. Chen Dalei's right fist was about to blow out. If he was hit by a boxing, he would definitely suffer an internal injury.

Exhale, and at the same time, the right hand snaps the hilt quickly, and the left foot kicks as if it is about to break the ground. The waist suddenly twists to the right, driving a strong force straight through the right arm, the iron sword out of the sheath, piercing The sound of rubbing still echoed in his ears, the sword had been slashed forward, and had crossed a half month.

Sword draw!

Chen Dalei was frightened and quickly stopped, only to feel a cold on his chest, the brown military uniform was cut open, and the sword tip was almost across the chest, leaving a thin mark, and blood beads oozed out.

Tie Jian pointed directly at Chen Dalei, Chen Zong's face was cold.

"Chen Zong, don't use a sword if you have the ability." Chen Dalei stepped back a few steps, terrified, he was shocked.

"It is my skill to use a sword." Chen Zong was very calm.

"You..." Chen Dalei angry at Chen Zong, flushed with anger and shortness of breath, his chest violently fluctuated: "Put down the sword and let me punch, otherwise Gang Gang personally shot, you will be dead."

"Go back and tell Chen Zhigang, I will participate in the martial arts war soon. At that time, I will fight him up and down." Chen Zong sneered.

"Okay, since you are so overwhelming, let Gang Brother take care of you." Chen Dalei smiled angrily, pointed at Chen Zong, and backed away a few steps and turned away.

Putting the sword into the sheath, Chen Zong touched his stomach again, and turned to walk toward the house: "Dad should also be back, I have to cook first."

The change of oneself can't conceal the daddy who had seven layers of qi and blood.

Chen Zong made up a reason. On a certain night, he finished watching boxing and looked at the moon in a daze. A senior man passed by and ate a fruit for him, which not only made up for the innate blood, but also made the cultivation breakthrough. On the second floor of the Blood Realm, he also instructed him to use his fist skills, and finally taught him a sword-building technique.

It sounds very mysterious and hard to believe, but Chen Zhengtang just believes that because of similar things, he has also heard of it. According to his words: why do we not be my son since such a lucky person exists.

Since Chen Zhengtang believed, Chen Zong was relieved. After all, the fewer people knew that night, the better. It was just an intuition that Chen Zong's current experience could not explain why.

Tao Dao hadn’t returned yet, and Chen Zong pulled out a simple black wooden box covered with fine cracks from the bed, opened the box, pulled out a scroll, and opened it on the table.

In a flash, a roar sounded, and a tiger leaped above the scroll.

"Tiger Downhill Map"!

This is what Dad found out after Chen Zong's Tiger Power reached the peak of Dacheng, and found it deep. Hidden deep, according to Dad, it was done by a friend who cultivated Tiger Power to a perfect state. Help Chen Zong.

When saying that, Chen Zong found a trace of pride flashed on Daddy's face, as if the child had grabbed the toy.

Looking at the scroll carefully, the black and white is clear, the strokes are very simple, but the charm is extraordinary, under the simple outline, a steep mountain, a tiger leaping down from the mountain, lifelike, a spiritual charm Out through the paper.

The check-in place is the three words of Chen Liwei, vigorous and powerful, penetrating three inches.

In the past few days, Chen Zong will take out the scroll to take a closer look. He really has a deeper understanding and comprehension of Tiger Power Boxing, and even more proficient with Tiger Power Boxing. On the basis of the original, there are small Progress, but there is still no clue about the state of consummation.

"Dacheng is easy to obtain, and consummation is hard to find." Chen Zong secretly said: "I don't know how this senior Chen Liwei actually cultivated the tiger power to completeness?"

"It would be nice if I could consult this senior in person, maybe I could find inspiration sooner and break through."

With a whisper, Chen Zong put aside this idea and focused on the tiger downhill map, carefully savoring the unique charm contained in it.

Looking at it, he felt that he seemed to see something in it, but he didn't catch it.

...

"You said he was going to challenge me?" In a cyan military uniform, Chen Zhigang with a strong figure turned his back to Chen Dalei and raised his hands to the sky.

"Yes." Chen Dalei nodded hard.

"Is it a punishment, but just a bug, what is the right to challenge me." Chen Zhigang sneered: "Dai Lei, let your brother take action, let him lie down for ten days and eight months, as a punishment for arbitrarily challenging me. "

"Okay, I'll go find my brother." Chen Dalei clenched his fist and was excited. His brother's cultivation behavior, but reached the fourth level of Qi and Blood Realm, is a warrior.