Sword God

The real martial arts October 10, 394.

In a normal way of life, the sky is dark, the clouds are thick, and the heavy one seems to be depressed, and the air is a little restless, making people feel unspeakable depression.

The blowing wind was somewhat unscrupulous, and the dust was rolled up and swirled, and when it was blown across the cheeks, people felt a little cool.

The children of each group have already gathered in all corners of the martial arts field, and the swordsmanship group has gathered in the northeast corner of the martial arts field, neatly arranged.

"Today, it was a January battle for the group chief, and it was also your first battle in the family hall." Chen Chuyun's cold voice clearly penetrated everyone's ears through the cool breeze: "Winning the group chief will get you Ten energy pills reward."

Everyone stared.

"Beat the chiefs of other groups and you will get a pot of liquor made from Huyang Zhuanggu cream."

Chen Zuoyi and other five clan children not only had their eyes widened, but also rushed with breathing. Obviously, this medicinal liquor was more valuable than ten energy pills.

"Huyang Zhuanggu ointment is a secret medicine made by our Chen family with a unique secret formula, which strengthens bone marrow and refines blood gas." Chen Chuyun looked at Chen Zong and explained: "The effect is better than energy pills. ."

In fact, energy pill is more suitable for taking blood gas before it is used, and it is not as helpful for blood gas refining as before, but the medicinal wine made from Huyang Zhuanggu paste is mainly for strengthening bone marrow and refining blood gas.

"I will not only win the chief of the sword group, but also beat the chiefs of the other four groups." Chen Zuoyi vowed to make no secret of his determination.

"Left-wing brother Xiu is the first swordsmanship master, the chief must be you." Chen Shuiqing flattered.

"The sword has no eyes. For the fairness and safety of the competition, you can only use wooden swords to fight." There is a bundle of black wooden swords on the left side of Chen Chuyun, with the same length and thickness, and a black wooden box on the right: "You seven, A lottery will be held, with No. 1 and No. 2, No. 3 and No. 4, No. 5 and No. 6, and No. 7 bye."

"I'll come first." Chen Wu quickly walked to the wooden box and reached out and took out a wooden sign: "Haha, number 7, I'm so lucky."

The other six people took turns, and Chen Zong picked up No. 5, and his opponent was No. 6.

"In the first game, No. 1 vs. No. 2."

The crowd retreated and gave the venue to No. 1 and No. 2.

The first is Chen Yan, the second is Chen Shuiqing, and it happens to be two women among the seven.

"Ask for defeat, you are not my opponent." Chen Shuiqing pointed at Chen Yan with a wooden sword and said proudly.

"How do you know if you haven't beaten it?" Chen Yan smiled and put out his willow sword.

"You asked for it yourself." Chen Shuiqing practiced the residual shadow swordsmanship. One sword stabbed out, the sword body shivered, and three sword shadows were transformed into alternate sword bodies.

Chen Yan swayed in shape, the wooden sword waved like a willow branch, and also reached the peak of Dacheng, which was a kind of pleasing to the eye.

The willow sword willow, which is also the pinnacle of Dacheng, is displayed under Chen Yanjian. It has a kind of softness, and when it is exhibited by Chen Zongshi, it has a kind of tenacity.

In Chen Zong's eyes, whether it is Chen Yan or Chen Shuiqing, their swordsmanship has many flaws.

It only took five minutes from the sword to the end. Chen Shuiqing's move fell apart and his face was blue.

Chen Shaoze was the third and Chen Zuoyi was the fourth. The two did not face off because Chen Shaoze directly conceded the defeat and knew that he was not an opponent of Chen Zuoyi. For this reason, Chen Zuoyi took it for granted.

In the third battle, Chen Zong confronted Chen Che. Chen Zuoyi gave Chen Che a glance, and Chen Che felt that he would nod secretly.

"Tortoise of the tribe, let me see how your three swordsmanship has been practiced?" Chen Che posed his falconry and grinned: "Is there any entry?"

Chen Zong did not show any sword-style starting style, so he stood upright holding the wooden sword.

"Arrogant Earth Turtle." Chen Shuiqing was in a bad mood and made no secret irony.

"Probably not even getting started, I am embarrassed to take it out, I am afraid to be embarrassing." Chen Wu smiled, Chen Zuoyi's mouth hung, a touch of contempt.

"Take me a trick, eagle claws!" Chen Che's eyes were cold, his steps flew, and he jumped gently. The wooden sword in his hand was swiftly pierced, and his wrist was trembling gently. Grab to Chen Zong's shoulder.

Mu Jian was quick and ruthless, and showed no mercy. He seemed to make up his mind to injure Chen Zong. Chen Zong seemed to be scared and stupid, and he remained motionless.

Chen Wu and others grinned, and when he was about to laugh at something, Chen Zong moved, his right hand lifted, and the black wooden sword pierced like lightning, striking Chen Che through the flaw.

The man turned his horse upside down, rolled over on the ground, and his chest hurt. Chen Che can be sure that the place he was hit was definitely a piece of Wu Qing, but he was very ignorant. What happened?

Obviously his eagle claw is about to hit the opponent's shoulder, why did he suddenly roll over on the ground?

Chen Wu opened his mouth wide and couldn't say a word. The whole person was messy in the wind. Chen Zuoyi was also surprised.

Chen Chuyun nodded secretly, and his recent training was quite fruitful.

There is already a certain waiting time for fast accuracy.

Undoubtedly, Chen Zong won, just an understatement of the sword, and he can see that these people have not practiced the basic eighteen styles. Perhaps they did not pay attention at all, otherwise, the flaws in Chen Che’s swordsmanship , Not so obvious.

"The four of you re-draw lots." Chen Chuyun said.

This time, Chen Zong picked No. 2, Chen Yan was No. 3, Chen Wu was No. 4, and Chen Zuoyi was No. 1.

"Remember what I said 20 days ago, and it will soon be fulfilled." Although Chen Zuoyi was surprised at the speed of Chen Zong's sword, he still did not pay attention to it. So easy to reverse.

"Please." Chen Zong's answer is very simple.

"Left brother, teach him hard." Chen Shuiqing shouted.

"Yes." Chen Che nodded vigorously, pulling the chest injury, and took a breath.

Chen Zuoyi used the eagle fencing technique, and the whole atmosphere immediately changed. His eyes were sharp like an eagle, as if Chen Zong was prey.

The same swordsmanship and the same realm are exhibited in Chen Zuoyi, which is completely better than Chen Che. This is a powerful opponent and deserves to be taken seriously. Chen Zong also puts forward the eagle fencing technique.

Everyone only feels that Chen Zong seems to be flying into an eagle.

"Impossible!" Not only Chen Zuoyi, but several other whispers.

Isn't it true that Chen Zong began to practice three swordsmanships such as the eagle fencing technique after entering the clan hall? Why did his hand-up style have reached the peak of Dacheng and even beat Chen Zuoyi.

"There is already a taste of perfection." Chen Chuyun secretly said.

When the swordsmanship reaches this point, it is not difficult to reach the goal of perfection, it is only a matter of time.

It sounds very simple, but it is actually not easy. For most people, no matter how much effort they put in, they cannot cultivate martial arts to a satisfactory level. That is something that only a few people can do.

Sword!

Like an eagle flying, its wings spread across the sky.

The eagle fencing method, the main attack, with the blade of the sword against the enemy, perform fierce.

Eagle Wings!

Eagle Claw!

Eagle Xiang strikes!

Eagle peck!

One sword after another, without mercy, that wooden sword is like a wing, like a claw, like a pointed mouth.

Following a trace of flaws, Chen Zong cut out a sword and directly hit Chen Zuoyi's arm, such as a whip, Chen Zuoyi's arm trembled, and the wooden sword almost fell off, and he hurried back.

"Wait." When Chen Zong was about to pursue him, Chen Zuoyi quickly opened his mouth.

"Do you want to admit defeat?" Chen Zong said Chen Zuoyi almost vomiting blood.

"I won't admit defeat, just a fight, not my real strength. Now, let you know how powerful I am." Chen Zuoyi said angrily, once again posing a swordsmanship, which is completely different from the eagle fencing. A brisk, immediately, Chen Zuoyi carried blood gas, and his skin was slightly red.

"Quick Sword!" With a low drink, Chen Zuoyi's sword came out at an amazing speed, penetrated the air, and made a sharp howling. The moment when the sword came out, he appeared in front of Chen Zong.

"It's fast!" Chen Zong was surprised, and quickly backed away. The wooden sword twitched and picked up the opponent's sword. Unexpectedly, Chen Zuoyi quickly withdrew the sword and stabbed it again. The speed increased again.

A sword followed by a sword, the faster the speed, Chen Zong kept retreating, his eyes sharp, looking for flaws in Chen Zuoyi's swordsmanship.

This fast sword has very few flaws and is fleeting and difficult to grasp.

In this case, create the flaw yourself.

Willow style!

False shadow!

Eagle peck!

A sword directly stabs Chen's left wing wrist. The terrible power seems to break the bones and bones, causing the sword to fall off.

Another sword, against Chen Zuoyi's throat.

"Before, you can admit defeat." Chen Zongyou said, making Chen Zuoyi almost vomit blood.

He has clearly exhibited the Seven Swords that are more powerful than the eagle fencing method. He has obviously carried his blood to strengthen his body in an all-round way, and his strength has increased by a hundred pounds, and he has finally lost.

Next, Chen Yan confronts Chen Wu.

Chen Wu's practice was a residual shadow swordsmanship. The two sides confronted each other. Chen Wujian's sword forced others to defeat Chen Yan.

"In the last battle, Chen Zong confronts Chen Wu." Chen Chuyun announced.

This battle is related to the attribution of the chief of the sword team, and even more to the attribution of ten energy pills.

"I admit defeat." Chen Wu hesitated and said, his strength is similar to Chen Che at best, not as good as Chen Zuoyi, and Chen Zongyi was defeated by Chen Zong under his full strength, he ended up fighting with Chen Zong There is only one.

In this case, Chen Wu does not want to go up, so as not to lose face.

A sword-practitioner, who is so competitive, is afraid of a battle. Sharpness has been lost. It is hard to achieve anything. Chen Chuyun secretly said, but this is the right of the other party. She will not interfere.

"The chief of the sword group is Chen Zong. In the afternoon, there will be a battle of five chiefs. At that time, the elders of the clan hall will come to watch the battle."

"Yes." Chen Zong's voice was absolutely powerful.

"Dissolve."

When Chen Chuyun left, Chen Zong also left.

"Humph, the villain has the ambition." Staring at Chen Zong's back, Chen Che was indignant.

"Does he think that if he wins the chief of the sword group, he can beat the chiefs of the other four groups, too self-righteous." Chen Shuiqing is the same.

"As far as I know, Chen Fenghua of the knife group has practiced both the serial knife method and the heavy blow knife method to their peak, and their strength is above me." Chen Zuoyi smiled coldly.

"In the afternoon, let's see how this tribe of local turtles lose face in front of the elders." Chen Wu laughed.

"You are so sad." Chen Yan dropped the sentence and left in the face of everyone.