Sword God

Afterimage!

Fu Liu!

Eagle strike!

With three swords in a row, Chen Fenghua waved his sword to resist, and retreated one after another. The sword light seemed to be permeable, making him dizzy to deal with.

"I admit defeat." Chen Fenghua looked bitter: "It's a nightmare to be against you."

Six times, it was already the sixth battle for the chief king, and he was also defeated by Chen Zongjian for the sixth time. Moreover, faster than once, Chen Zong's progress speed made him only look up and take his proud heart The blow was decent.

Soon, it was the final battle of the sixth chief battle.

Chen Zong, the chief of the swordsmanship team, played against Chen Guzhan, the chief of the boxing group.

"Hah!" With a loud scream, Chen Guzhan's blood-carrying skin turned red, and his strength was directly increased by three hundred pounds, reaching a terrible one thousand and one hundred pounds. A more fistful round of perfection was launched, and his fists were like giant stones from the sky. Smashed, blasted continuously to Chen Zong, blocking all around.

It can be said that without Chen Zong, Chen Fenghua and Chen Guzhan will share the chief king. Unfortunately, the existence of Chen Zong only makes them second.

"This child's fighting skills have improved a lot compared to the past." The waking elder nodded again and again.

"It's really good." This is the elder Li, one of the elders of the clan hall. Because he heard many times that the chief king was captured by the same person, he was very curious and came over to watch the war: "This son is born with great force and is best suited for the cultivation of power. Boxing can be recommended to Elder Wei."

"Well." Elder Xing also nodded, looking at Chen Zong: "This son is quite talented in swordsmanship, and the teaching of the girl of Izumo is even better."

"It is the blessing of my Chen family." Elder Li smiled, very much appreciated.

On the ring, the wind was violent, which was caused by the continuous bombardment of Chen Guzhan's double fists. The strong wind roared and the power was amazing. The air pressure alone was enough to suppress many warriors and make them have no resistance.

However, Chen Zong seemed to be unaffected, calmly waving his sword, seemingly messy, but actually shattered the airflow after another, and punctured it with the impact of the airflow.

Afterimage swordsmanship!

Fu Liu swordsmanship!

Eagle fencing!

The three swordsmanship that reached the state of consummation alternately displayed, changing, unpredictable, gradually, even a shadow of the eagle fencing can be seen from the residual shadow swordmanship.

The continuous elimination of the fight, constantly weakening Chen Guzhan's offensive, disrupting his rhythm, and then introducing his own swordsmanship rhythm to suppress and defeat.

"Let you win again." Chen Guzhan was indignant, losing to Chen Zongjian for the sixth time.

Chen Yong's old-fashioned face was even more distressed. Chen Yuyao and Chen Yidao were both numb. Until now, they have not obtained the chief of the team. They have only tempered their blood for the second time.

Unsurprisingly, Chen Zong won the chief king for the sixth time and was rewarded with ten energy pills and an altar of Huyang Zhuanggu wine.

It is a pity that after refining a body of blood three times, the energy pill has no more than a trace of effect, and can only be reduced to food. When training Hu Xiaojue to eat a pill when you are hungry, you can supplement your body As a result of consumption, the effect of Huyang Zhuanggu Liquor is getting weaker and weaker. So far, the sixth round of blood gas refining has been minimal, but it is better than nothing.

"If you want to complete the sixth round of blood qi refining, it will take at least two months or even three months." Chen Zong secretly said, sometimes think about it, simply hit the fourth layer of qi and blood realm, but the reason is to contain himself Impulsiveness can only build the best foundation by tempering one's blood to the limit.

Sharpen the woodworker by mistake!

Inside the house, Chen Zong drank an entire altar of Huyang Zhuanggu Liquor, and now he has been tempered five times before he can fully bear the power of an entire altar of Huyang Zhuanggu Liquor.

Cultivating the tiger roaring tactics, the blood swelled like the water of a long river, and the waves of roaring tigers continued in the body, seemingly echoed throughout the house, terribly horrifying.

After ten times of Hu Xiaojue's recipe, the entire pot of Huyang Zhuanggu Liquor was absorbed completely, but the blood gas refining did not improve much, making Chen Zong quite helpless.

The sword came to the corner of the martial arts field to practice swordsmanship.

The residual shadow swordsmanship, the willow swordsmanship and the eagle swordsmanship, each ten times, focus on the eight types of true swords.

"The eight swords of the real sword have already become the pinnacle, and now they have learned a lot. Perhaps, you can try to break through."

"With the mystery of the eight swords of the real sword, once it breaks through to the state of perfection, it will quench my blood, and I am afraid that it will help me a lot."

With a whisper, Chen Zong closed his sword and sheathed, adjusted his breath until it was long and subtle, and then put out a sword-style.

The spirit is highly concentrated, forgetting everything outside, only the sword in hand.

Pull the sword out of the sheath!

The voice of obscurity entered the ear, and with the help of the scabbard, the speed of the sword reached the extreme, and it was drawn forward, as if the moon was flying.

Sword draw!

Body shape and footsteps like waves undulating and backing forward, a sword rushing like a rapid current, sword light dazzling, sword roar piercing.

Sword style!

The iron sword glowed with dazzling light and circled in a circle above it.

Ring sword style!

The sword encircled in a circle reached its apex, and then stopped suddenly and then slashed forward. The sword was extremely dazzling and violent. As if there was a high mountain in front, it would also be split and split into two.

Sword cutting!

With the momentum of a sword, there was no pause, the wrist twisted quickly, and the body was ups and downs, the iron sword flew like a butterfly, the sword flowers were chaotic, the dazzling sword light flickered, and the true and false were difficult to distinguish.

Chaos sword style!

A touch of condensed sword light can't be seen directly, and shuttles from the fluttering sword light to the extreme, and the instant kills.

Sword style!

Receiving the sword, the body is like a big bow, the strength rises from the feet, and through the waist reaches the right arm, Chen Zong can clearly feel that a body of blood is infused like the water of the long river, and the right arm seems to swell in a circle. The power is like a raging wave.

Sword!

The iron sword broke into the sky and shattered everything. The sword light was shining to the extreme. The sound of the sword roared like a magic sound, the sparks splashed, and a trace of anxious smell diffused away.

Explosive sword!

The sound is like a tidal cross current, from far and near.

Blood gas returned, returned to the body, the swollen right arm recovered, there was a trace of weakness, the naturally falling iron sword tip glowed with a hint of red light, that was just because the sword style was too strong, caused by friction with the air and heating, it quickly faded .

This time the eight styles of the real sword, Chen Zong practiced a new height, such as the blessing of Lin Lin, all kinds of essentials emerged, so that Chen Zong captured a trace of perfection.

Strike while the iron is hot and practice again.

Over and over again, the past accumulation such as potential has been tapped out, and each time Chen Zong can feel his deepening understanding of the eight types of true sword.

One day, two days, three days...

On the fifth day, Chen Zong practiced the eight styles of true sword again.

The last sword is for the explosive sword style, a sword pierces, the air is broken, the dazzling sword light and the sword roar that pierces the brain like a magic sound, and an unparalleled sharpness erupts, that is to penetrate everything Hard and sharp, that is torn apart all solid edges.

A body of blood surging, such as a torrent of waterfalls, Hu Xiaojue running on his own, his body trembling slightly, and the sound of a sound like a tiger roaring, Chen Zong was surprised first, and then his face was full of joy.

There is no accident, the true sword eight-style breakthrough, from the peak of Dacheng, to the state of perfection, a body of blood is also affected by this, and it is tempered by itself.

After sixty breaths, the violent blood gradually calmed down, and Chen Zong felt it carefully and smiled.

"Okay, the benefits of this breakthrough are enough to withstand my hard work for half a month."

The eight swords of the real sword in the state of perfection can be exercised to 10% of itself. In other words, it can be exercised all over the body. For the martial arts below the three-layer peak of the Qi and Blood Realm, the cultivation effect is excellent, which makes Chen Zong look at his heart The mysterious sword tip of space became more and more curious.

So, what kind of treasure is it?

You can even teach yourself the extremely profound sword-building skills of the eight types of true swords.

It is a pity that the mysterious sword tip has never responded in the slightest, so that Chen Zong can only hide his doubts.

"The eight swords of the real sword reach the state of consummation, there will be a sharp edge, unstoppable!" Waving the sword at will, and exhibiting the eight swords of the real sword, Chen Zong felt that the iron sword in his hand seemed to be as powerful as cutting iron.

Take a deep breath, calm down the excited heart, restore calmness, close the sword into the sheath, and once again put the sword down, suddenly, a trace of sharpness condenses on the body and gradually diffuses out.

Chen Zong did not immediately issue the sword, but carefully felt the changes in his body. The eight types of the real sword in the state of perfection are a little different from the peak of Dacheng.

A moment later, Chen Zong fully understood the changes in the Fu Jian style, before he shook his body and pulled out the sword style.

Jianguang is like a crescent moon, with an amazing sharp edge cutting open and leaving a faint white scratch.

Soon, Zhenjian's eight styles were practiced, and his blood was accelerating like a rapid flow.

Without pausing, Chen Zong once again put forward the sword style and continued to practice until his arms were sore and weak.

"Cool." The face was dripping with sweat, but Chen Zong was as sweet as he was.

At this point, all his foundation-building martial arts have reached a state of perfection.

"The next step is the transcendent realm." Chen Zong secretly said to himself. It was an unattainable goal. It was unsure whether it could be achieved, but it was worth trying.

Go back to the house and wash and put on clean clothes again. Chen Zong lifted his sword to Chen Izumo’s courtyard. The eight swords of the real sword reached their perfection, which was gratifying, but not worth being proud of. Daily training , Still have to continue.

Today, each of his arms has reached 40 kg, the heavy iron ball used for training the word stabilization has also reached 40 kg, the duration of his right arm has reached 15 minutes, and his left arm has reached 14 minutes Compared with the beginning, it has made very obvious progress.

In every battle for the chief king, Chen Zong never released his weight, meaning that every time, he never put out his full strength, but all this, only he and Chen Chuyun know.

In front of the wooden frame for training quasi-character tactics, a new batch of round wooden balls were replaced on the top, which were smooth and round like jade beads.

Chen Zong was approaching with a seemingly idle footstep, and his sword was drawn with a sword. The sword light was connected in a series of three moments. At the same time, the three largest round wooden balls were stabbed, and the center of the stabbing was left. .

Fast and accurate results have been remarkable.