Sword God

Practicing boxing, practicing swords, entering forests, and viewing pictures, this is what Chen Zong does repeatedly every day.

The more I watched the pictures of tigers going down the mountain, I felt that they were accumulating and getting stronger, but they seemed to lack an opportunity, just like scattered sand, and they could not gather together, making Chen Zong a little worried.

"Obviously, I'm about to grasp that feeling. Is there anything else I can't figure out?" At the edge of the small lake, Chen Zong walked around.

The more anxious, the more difficult it is to grasp the clue and form a vicious circle.

Suddenly, the tip of the sword in the eyebrow space shuddered lightly, and the silver Canglong swam away, and the cool breath spread away, calming his mind and calming his mind.

"You can't be too anxious. Since this step has been reached, it is only a matter of time before the breakthrough is completed." Chen Zong secretly exhaled a long breath.

The body leaned forward and laid down, posing a real sword eight-handed style-Fujian style.

Stand still and let yourself enter a unique state.

The sword came out of the sheath, and under the obscure friction, the sword cut forward, and after a semi-circular arc, the body moved back and forth like a wave, pulling the right arm of the sword and pulling back, the power was excited, and suddenly rushed forward. Out.

Sword-drawing, sword-drawing, ring-sword, sword-cutting, chaos-sword, fast-sword, burst-sword!

In the last form, the power is also the most arrogant, with a sword breaking through the sky, as if breaking everything.

Eight types of real swords, starting with the sword-style, and ending with the sword-style. One style is followed by another. The swords are serially connected. The last style will have extra power attached to the next style. The more powerful the back, especially the last sword style. It is also a sword style that emphasizes explosive power and is powerful.

In addition to the Fu sword style, the other seven styles can be displayed separately, and the power is also good.

After practicing the eight styles of the real sword, Chen Zong entered the Wind Roaring Forest again, but every time he would not go too deep, enough to avoid the danger he could not deal with.

Entering Fenghoulin repeatedly, from the initial rustiness to the familiar now, it can be said that the outer periphery of Fenghoulin is almost the same as returning home, but unfortunately, apart from hunting a few rabbits, Chen Zong is stunned. Find any herbs.

Stepping into the forest again, the light was dim and quiet.

"Perhaps this time, I can go deeper." Chen Zong secretly said.

When we reached almost, Chen Zong hunted a fat and fat rabbit again. As for the beasts like wolf, tiger and leopard, they did not encounter it.

Maybe there were many in the past, but the number of warriors who have been hunted by Xiaohu Town for many times has gradually decreased, and they have moved deeper, which is not so easy to meet.

"It's over here today." Carrying a ten-pound rabbit, Chen Zong turned and walked outside the forest: "This rabbit is enough for me and my dad to eat for two days, put some dried green Shepherd's purse and red berry are simmered for three hours, which is delicious and can nourish the body."

It was only a few tens of meters, and a tall figure was striding forward.

"It is worthy to dare to challenge the young people, even so deep into the wind roaring forest." The comer grinned and smiled in an unfriendly tone.

"Chen Dazhong..." Chen Zong's heart burst out, feeling bad, and quickly backed away.

Chen Dazhong is Chen Dalei's eldest brother. He is 20 years old and he has cultivated to reach the fourth level of Qi and Blood. This talent, Chen Zong is not good or bad. After all, his vision is not enough, but he is very clear. There is a difference between the three layers of Qi and Blood Realm. First of all, in the strength of the body, the four arms of Qi and Blood Realm can have a thousand pounds of strength, and they can also urge the power of Qi and Blood to exert more powerful power.

This is the warrior.

For the qi-blood warrior, the power of qi-blood is very important, and there is a clear difference from the blood qi of the warrior.

Even if there is a sword in hand, the gap between the two sides is too big, maybe, there is no chance of not pulling the sword.

"The reaction is very fast." Chen Dazhong stared at Chen Zong as if looking at his prey, striding closer. Compared with Chen Zong, he not only cultivated higher strength and stronger, but also entered the forest and fought against the beast, and had more combat experience.

Without any hesitation, Chen Zong tried his best to throw the rabbit in his hand to Chen Dazhong, turned around quickly, and ran to the depths of Fenghoulin.

Chen Dazhong flicked his hand and flew the rabbit tens of meters like a fly, the speed burst, and the wind roared.

"Chen Zong, I won't kill you. Obediently stop and let me learn a lesson, otherwise I will go deeper into Fenghoulin, and there is only one way to die." Chen Dazhong shouted while chasing.

Chen Zong drums up hard and dares not to speak, because an opening will affect the speed.

Chong Chong Chong, continually rushing forward, blood fluttering, surging, heart beating like rushing out of the chest cavity, Chen Zong squeezed every strength of the body out into speed with strong will.

fast!

No matter how fast!

Faster!

However, Chen Dazhong keeps approaching, and his speed is above Chen Zong.

Feeling the pressure from behind, Chen Zong's teeth were almost crushed. Once he was caught up, he would definitely be injured, which was not what he wanted.

The eyebrow space seems to be aware of Chen Zong's deep crisis. The tip of the sword trembles slightly, and the brilliant works make Chen Zong's five senses to the extreme.

A terrible roar came from behind, without any hesitation, Chen Zong flew forward, rolled in a circle and quickly got up to continue running, dangerously and dangerously avoiding Chen Dazhong's punch.

Chen Dazhong was a little surprised. He was able to avoid his first blow on the second floor of a Qi and Blood Realm, but his speed did not decrease, and he approached Chen Zong even further.

"Chen Zong, I warn you again and stop immediately, otherwise the next time I shoot, it is not as simple as being injured." Chen Dazhong was also angry.

Another punch, like a roaring tiger, the terrible momentum made Chen Zong's scalp numb, subconsciously rolled sideways, the strong wind whizzed past, rubbed his cheeks, pain, balance was affected, unable to get up immediately, Chen Dazhong stepped closer, Blocking the path of Chen Zong, with a grinning face.

"Chen Dazhong, the family has regulations, the warriors are not allowed to shoot against the martial arts, do you want to violate the rules of the family?" Chen Zong quickly got up, staring at Chen Dazhong with great vigilance and questioning sharply.

"Does anyone know?" Chen Dazhong said with a murderous face: "What's more, you have angered me, do you think you can leave here alive?"

Chen Zong's heart sank and his body shivered, and Chen Dazhong was going to kill himself.

"Don't think about delaying time, admit it."

As soon as the voice fell, Chen Dazhong stepped in one step, as if a violent tiger came in and punched it out, as if the air was exploded, and the terrible sound impacted, causing Chen Zong to stand upright. If he was hit, he would definitely be killed.

"Roar..." Vigorous and thick, a kind of overbearing whoever wanted me, followed by a tall and strong figure leaping from the huge grass.

The black and golden markings, the black pattern on the forehead is like a word of "king", domineering and awe-inspiring, eyes like electricity, shining the darkness in the forest, cold and overbearing, at a glance, Chen Zong could not help but tremble, cold air from above his head Straight through the tail vertebrae, numb all over.

Chen Dazhong's face changed, and he turned around instantly. The punch that originally hit Chen Zong became more fierce and violent, accompanied by a deep drink, and leaping towards the leaping tiger.

The fist collided with the tiger's claws, and the terrible momentum stirred. The tiger fell back and Chen Dazhong stepped back a few steps. His arm shook slightly.

Chen Zong was sober and ran to the side without hesitation. This was his only chance to leave. This direction was not outside the forest, because Chen Zong knew that although the tiger was powerful, it was not a monster, and he didn’t know if he could beat Chen Dazhong. In case of enemy, Chen Dazhong will continue to kill himself, and here is quite far away from the forest. At his own speed, he wants to rush out, at least half an hour or more, once he is chased, he will definitely die.

"Well, even a beast dares to destroy my things." Chen Dazhong was furious, his eyes flashed fiercely, his face was grim, and he put on a tiger's foot: "Let me kill you, the tiger bones boiled into glue, the tiger The meat is stewed into soup, and the tiger skin is made into clothing to enhance the cultivation of Gang Shao and my brother."

The tiger is low, entrenched on the ground, the tiger's eyes are as bright as electricity, and Chen Dazhong is locked. This biped is full of blood and blood. It is definitely a very delicious food. Intuition tells it that eating it will have great benefits.

The two sides broke up and rushed towards each other to start a fierce battle.

Chen Zong ran a few hundred meters away and flashed, hiding behind a large tree and looking at the probe. He could only see one person and one tiger fighting fiercely. The momentum was amazing. I saw Chen Dazhong gradually gaining the upper hand and hit the tiger. Roaring again and again.

"The warriors on the fourth floor of Qixue Realm are really terrifying. It seems that there is no chance to kill Chen Dazhong." Chen Zong watched for a while, and after confirming that the tiger was indeed not Chen Dazhong's opponent, he ran forward again and came. The voice became smaller and smaller until it disappeared.

After another period of time, Chen Zong heard the gurgling stream, and his eyes were wide, and a clear stream about a meter wide and half a meter deep stretched far away, as if separating the forest, and the fish could be seen swimming in the stream. Near the stream, there is a rundown hut.

"Someone?" Chen Zong approached cautiously. There was no one in the log cabin. A shabby wooden bed, a mossy iron pot, and mushrooms in the corners indicated that no one had lived here for a long time.

"Perhaps, I can live here for a while." Chen Zong's eyes brightened.

After this matter, he knew that Chen Zhigang had a narrow mind. If he appeared again, it was likely that Chen Dazhong or others would come to continue to look for trouble, which was very unfavorable to his cultivation.

If you are injured, you will not only be unable to practice, but will also bring a big burden to Ady. It is better to leave concentration and practice temporarily, wait for the martial arts war to start, and then return to the clan to win the top three.

"It was so decided." Chen Zong thought for a moment. "You have to go back first, otherwise Dad will worry, um, just use the fictional old man as an excuse."

"Just say that the senior would point me to practice, so Dad shouldn't worry."

So, Chen Zong decided so happily, cruising around for a moment, carefully observing the traces of various footprints, and finally confirmed that there were no large beasts here and there, and he was further relieved. What happened to Chen Dazhong's battle with the tiger? If Chen Dazhong was also injured or wasted too much, it was his own time to fight back.