Sword God

The sword is sixty-six centimeters long, which is longer than the sword used by Chen Zong before.

The widest point is four, the narrowest point is three, the thickest is 1.2, the thinnest is 0.8, the sword is bronze, like the dragon’s first mouth, the sword body is made of ebony, The surface is frosted to increase the grip, and it feels excellent. It also exudes weak sandalwood, which makes people refreshed.

The head of the sword is in the shape of a dragon's tail, which is also bronze.

The net weight is twenty-six pounds.

There is a wavy pattern at the blade, and there is a slight blue light, which makes people know that it is sharp and unmatched.

The sword is a good sword. Chen Zong couldn't help but marvel, but unfortunately, it was a bit unsatisfactory.

Swords are different from others, so not all are suitable.

"But it doesn't matter, I can make some adjustments." Chen Zong secretly said.

If it is not easy, either adapt or replace it. With such a good sword, Chen Zong loves to put it down and does not want to change it, then adjust to adapt, although it will take some time.

The scabbard is also made of ebony wood, with bronze decoration on it, which looks extraordinary, and its value is naturally extraordinary.

"Chen Zong, is it irritable to get a good sword." Li Zhenshi opened his mouth with a smile, got up, and walked towards the middle step by step like a leisurely stroll, and said to Chen Zong.

"A good opponent is also needed." Chen Zong lowered his scabbard gently to get up and raised his sword to Li Zhenshi.

The giants of the Li family are swordsmen. The swordsmanship is inherited, and they are very superb. They can be called the first in Fengwu City. The Yangs can’t compare with them. Li Zhenshi is also a rare genius in the Li family. Very emotional.

"My sword is also a treasure iron sword." Li Zhenshi drew his sword slowly, the sword light was clear, like a reflection of the autumn water, and he saw his eyes looking at the sword in his hand, his eyes were gentle, if he looked at the lover silently, his left hand was inflexible Gently flicked on the sword body, the sword body was trembling, and the sword melodious and melodious: "The total length is 88, the width is 3.7, and the weight is 29 kg. My foundation swordsmanship is called Qingfeng."

"Please." Chen Zong pulled out several sword flowers and adapted to the sword in his hand.

"Breeze, always with me."

With a whisper, Li Zhenshi came like a wind, a sword pierced, the sword light swayed, as if it turned into a breeze, slowly blowing to Chen Zong, seemingly soft, but containing an amazing edge.

This sword already has a detached taste, and it is infinitely close to the invisible.

But infinite proximity does not mean reaching. It is difficult to really take that step, unless, what opportunities are available.

The sword breezes the breeze. After the sword is killed, it is everywhere. It is difficult to distinguish where the sword is. Only the breeze is gentle, and the wind is too loud.

Fu Liu!

The breeze blows, Chen Zong's figure shakes, as if the willow swaying in the wind, the sword moves in sync with the body, and between the swaying, a sword is killed, turning from soft to fierce instantly, tearing the fresh wind.

Li Zhenshi will refine the blood gas seven times, and can almost complete the eighth time. The foundation is better than Chen Zong. However, the number of blood gas refinements has a lot to do with the foundation and future entry. It has an impact on strength. Not so significant.

What's more, Chen Zong's swordsmanship, but into the realm, even if the willow swordsmanship is inferior to Li Zhenshi's breeze swordsmanship, the gap in the realm can not only level out but also overtake.

Li Zhenshi was born in a family of swordsmanship. He was influenced since childhood. His talent for practicing swordsmanship is extraordinary, and he is hard enough. Overall, a swordsmanship is very clever. Even if the swordsmanship is not as good as Chen Zong, it will not fall into the disadvantages. .

The sword is like the wind, hovering and roaring, changing from time to time, from time to time, and from time to time.

Chen Zong used the willow sword technique to the extreme. The body and the sword seemed to be perfectly combined, which made people think that a willow tree was swaying in the wind.

"Is this the willow sword of perfection?"

"It feels like it does not seem to be."

"Don't..." Some people came out of speculation, their bodies trembling, and their faces changed greatly. If the speculation is true, then this Chen family's talent for practicing sword is too terrifying.

"You actually practiced the Liu Liu swordsmanship into the realm of inferiority!" Li Zhenshi Jian never stopped, but his tone was full of shock.

Originally there was some speculation, he invited Chen Zong to fight the sword, and tried it in person. It was true, and it was indeed the willow sword technique that was immersed in the situation. It was terrifying.

You know, the Li family is a swordsman family, inherited from the Kingdom era, the two eras add up, and have a history of six or seven hundred years. The swordsmanship heritage is very complete, and the environment for practicing swordsmanship is excellent. In itself, it is also a rare swordsmanship genius in the family. Since childhood, he has been countless influences, but so far, he has not been able to practice the breeze swordsmanship to the slightest level, and there is always a slight difference.

The Chen family is not a swordsmanship family. Their characteristic lies in the spirit of the tiger. But Chen Zong, who is a tribe, can actually practice swordsmanship to the limit. How can Li Zhenshi not be shocked.

"I will use your sword to reach the point of being in the micro." Li Zhenshi secretly said.

Abandon miscellaneous thoughts, create a sword with one heart, and carefully experience the unique charm contained in Chen Zongjian.

Fu Liu swordsmanship!

Afterimage swordsmanship!

Eagle fencing!

The three swordsmanship that reached the level of immersion were alternately displayed under Chen Zongjian.

"Actually, all three swordsmanships have reached the point of immersion!"

Li Zhenshi was shocked again, and had to abandon the adjustment of miscellaneous thoughts again. The other people watching around knew that Chen Zong's swordsmanship had reached the point of insignificance, and after three doors, they were stunned.

It is already amazing to be able to practice a foundation-building martial art to the point of being indifferent, not to mention three.

You know, everyone present is a genius of the younger generation. On talent, it is not inferior to many older generations, and even better than some, but no one has cultivated the foundation of martial arts to the slightest level.

Chen Zong is the first.

Three gates are creepy.

Yang Yigu's mouth was wide open, and he called out the pervert. He himself practiced the seven styles of the drunk sword to close to the micro, but he didn't know when to enter the realm of micro.

This friend I just made was unexpectedly...

Yang Yigu suddenly smiled bitterly.

Li Zhenshi was completely immersed in the breeze swordsmanship and repeatedly produced the sword.

Suddenly, I don't know where it came from. A gust of wind blew out of the sky, and the wind was circling, as if it had merged into Li Zhenshi's body and the sword in his hand.

Incarnate the breeze, the sword moves with you.

Li Zhenshi's eyes, bursting out with sharp and fierce mansions, punctured swords are lighter and faster, and the implied sharpness is even worse, exuding a unique charm.

Sword turned into wind, as if everywhere, from all directions, to kill Chen Zong, Chen Zong brandished his sword, surrounded by sword light, tearing and shattering the wind.

"Chen Zong, why are you doing this?" Li Zhenshi stopped, standing with his sword, his face could not stop the joy, but the tone was doubtful.

Chen Zong heard clearly what he meant.

When Li Zhenshi planned to use his sword to break through the realm of swordsmanship, Chen Zong had the feeling that he could take advantage of this opportunity to defeat Li Zhenshi, which also made Li Zhenshi unable to take the opportunity to enlighten the breakthrough, but Chen Zong not only did not Instead, he used two other swordsmanships to help him.

"I didn't think so much." Chen Zong smiled.

"Don't you fear that my swordsmanship will defeat you after reaching the point of insignificance." Li Zhenshi asked again.

Chen Zong just smiled, but did not answer.

"I see." Li Zhenshi took a deep breath, and for the first time a serious expression appeared on his face: "I owe you a favor, but you have to be careful, because the next time I fight, I will defeat you."

Hearing Li Zhenshi's words, Chen Zong was not surprised, and his expression was as usual, but the others were shocked.

This thing of human relations also needs to be divided.

Letting an ordinary person owe humanity and letting a wealthy genius owe humanity are two different things, especially Li Zhenshi is the young master and first genius of the Li family.

"Not only is he open-minded, but also has an unparalleled confidence." Tang Junhao whispered, the voice, only he and Tang Junluo can hear.

In this regard, Tang Junluo also nodded in agreement.

Don’t look at their young age, but they were born in a wealthy family, and they are at the level of young masters. They have grown up since childhood, and they know much more than their peers.

"I didn't expect you to practice all the three foundation-building swordsmanship to the point of being in the micro, and you should float a big white." Then, Yang Yigu poured Chen Zong a glass of wine again: "How did you practice?"

Chen Zong did not refuse. Although the wine was bitter and hard, it was hard to get through, but it did not have a flavor.

"Daily diligent, think about it when you have time, and break through when you practice." Chen Zong said, this answer made Yang Yi stunned and almost choked on a bitter drink.

"Forget it, everyone has their own chances." Yang Yigu shook his head: "However, I will find you to learn from each other if there is time to see if I can take this opportunity to get a glimpse of the mystery."

"Welcome at any time." Chen Zong smiled.

"Now that you have cultivated swordsmanship to the limit, do you have any plans to keep going up?" Yang Yigu asked suddenly.

"Continue upwards?" Chen Zong's heart suddenly jumped unconsciously, indescribable excitement, emerged from the depths of his heart, full of expectations: "Could it be that there is a higher realm in the realm of immersion?"

"Don't your master tell you?" Yang Yigu surprised: "No, the Chen family swordsmanship is very general, you don't know it and it's normal."

"The state of being in the micro can be regarded as the end point of a martial art, or not, because upwards, there is indeed a higher state, but it is slightly different." Yang Yigu thought for a while, and did not know what to do for a while. How to express it, I looked at Li Zhenshi: "I don't know much, but that guy is a family of swordsmanship. It should be very clear. You can ask him, he will tell you."

Looking at Li Zhenshi, it happened that he also came over and smiled slightly at Chen Zong.

"Fortunately, I will ask Li Zhenshi until the end of the Thang Long meeting." Chen Zong secretly said, he thought of the inferior realm and the higher realm, there was an indescribable excitement in his heart, only feeling The whole body is full of strength, and I wish I could just draw a sword and practice.

After fighting one battle after another, someone challenged Chen Zong, and still cultivated to reach the six levels of Qi and Blood Realm, but the other party also explained that they only discussed the basic swordsmanship to see if they could be inspired by Chen Zong’s sword , Chen Zong will naturally not refuse.

On the realm of swordsmanship, Chen Zong really has to overcome these people, but on combat experience, it is obviously inferior. It just happens, learn from each other's strengths, and improve his combat skills and experience.

After several consecutive games, Chen Zong felt his grasp of the rhythm of the battle had improved significantly.

"Tang Junluo, it's time to fight with me." Zhao Wangcheng stood up again, his eyes cold, and forced Tang Junluo.

"As you wish." Tang Junluo grabbed the golden dragon pattern spear and got up to take steps.