Sword God

The mountain breeze blew past, bringing a burst of coolness.

The grass swayed with the wind, like the waves undulating, and the red spotted leopard remained motionless. Chen Zong also seemed to become a statue, except that his hair and clothing angle fluttered with the wind.

After breathing away, Chen Zong became more and more calm, and the whole person directly entered an indescribable state, as if the whole world was only left with the red spot leopard in front of him, everything else disappeared.

The red spotted leopard's figure is in front of him, as if it is constantly magnifying, flooding Chen Zong's eyes.

When facing the monster for the first time, even if it is the first-class monster beast equivalent to the fourth floor of the Qi and Blood Realm, Chen Zong did not dare to take it lightly. This is not a discussion, but a battle of life and death. A dead end.

The red-spotted leopard moved, as if it had turned into a flash of lightning, swiftly swept a few meters, lifted its claws to tear the air, and grabbed Chen Zong with fierceness.

It feels danger and temptation from the human in front of it. The temptation of blood and blood, and eating the other party, will definitely make itself more powerful.

The sharp claws were shining with cold light, sharp to the extreme, as if a meteor from outside the sky was coming straight, as if to pierce Chen Zong's eyes, and the terrible cold made his blood slightly delayed.

"It's fast!" Chen Zong was surprised. This speed was faster than any of the four levels of Qi and Blood Realm he had dealt with.

The violent tiger moved, and the momentum of the fierce tiger suddenly burst out of the body. At the same time, it seemed that a tiger roar sounded, which made the red spot leopard slightly surprised, and mistakenly thought that the human in front of him became a tiger monster.

When the power of Qi and Blood in the five layers of Qi and Blood Realm was used, Chen Zong's arm strength was immediately increased by two kilograms, reaching an astonishing three kilograms.

It is not only strength but speed that is enhanced.

The right hand instantly grabbed the hilt, pulled the sword out of the sheath, like lightning flashed across the sky, and the light was like the moon.

Sword draw!

If a sword runs through the moon, it's going to the extreme, cut the air in front, the speed of the sword is much better than that of the leopard, and the timing is the best.

Bao Tiejian once again proved its sharpness.

Chen Zong only felt that the sword had cut something, and there was a weird sound, and in front of him, there was a splash of scarlet and a figure fell.

With a bang, the dust was flying.

The blood dripped from the sword and shook it gently. All the blood on the sword was thrown away, and Chen Zong's eyes also fell on the red spot leopard in front of him.

A huge opening was cut in the neck, almost completely cut off. Such a serious injury, the red spot leopard has not yet died through, and the body is still twitching and struggling, it seems to think of getting up.

"It's amazing vitality." Chen Zong could not help secretly, an excitement also emerged from the depths of his heart.

Below the scarlet panther's wound, a pool of scarlet was shocking, and the smelly smell was very choking on the nose. Not far away, there was a drop of scarlet blood on the sand and gravel like a curtain of beads.

Looking at the body of the red spotted leopard, and then looking at the sword in his hand, not only did he not feel uncomfortable, but instead he felt a feeling like a sword in his hand.

"In the beginning, I thought that after the sword was polished, it was the start. Now I know that it is not a real start." Muttered to himself, Chen Zong looked a little trance: "Only seeing blood is the real one. Open front."

"The sword itself is the weapon of killing. The sharp, straight, tough, bloodless sword is nothing more than an ornament."

The sudden and cheerful feeling made Chen Zong seem to have grasped nothing, and seemed to have grasped nothing.

"No hurry, this feeling has already appeared, sooner or later, I will be caught."

Secretly said, grabbed the red spot leopard's hind legs, full of hundreds of pounds of weight, and walked back to the stronghold courtyard.

"Brother Chen Chong, today we have demon meat to eat." Chen Zong laughed.

"Large leopard, this is... the red spot leopard, a sword is killed, the clan brother is good at swordsmanship." Chen Zhongwen said, falling on the corpse of the red spot leopard, suddenly surprised, and then exclaimed: "It seems The strength of the clan brother is enough to sweep the vast majority of Qi and Blood Realm."

Chen Chong didn't know yet that Chen Zong's current practice is already five layers of Qi and Blood.

The two began to divide the labor, brought clean water from the nearby stream, peeled and washed, removed the useless parts, separated the bones and meat, set up two large cast iron pots, and then opened the skin to dry and cut the meat into pieces. In a large cast iron pan, put some herbs that have been dried for less than ten years and simmer.

The bones are thrown into another large iron pan, put the right amount of water, ready to boil into bone glue.

For the monster, the blood and flesh of the warrior is a big supplement. In turn, the flesh and blood of the warrior is also a large supplement for the warrior. The taste is better.

It took two hours for this stew to have a strong fragrance, but it was not enough. Change the high heat to medium heat and stew for another two hours, then change to low heat for one hour.

In addition to adjusting the flame, the two practiced separately.

"It's so fragrant, what are you cooking?" Chen Waixiu came and asked while sniffing his nose.

"It's your business." Chen Zhong said coldly.

"Oh, that's... the skin of the red spot leopard, is the meat of the red spot leopard in the pot?" Chen Waixiu's eyes widened.

In the clan hall, it is natural to be able to eat the flesh and blood of monsters and beasts, but after some time from the mountain to the clan hall, the freshness will inevitably decrease, and the number is limited.

"Rolling and rolling." Chen Zhong was very disgusted with Chen Waixiu and drove away immediately. Chen Zong did not have a good impression of this person.

"I said that the two of you are too boring. A red spotted leopard is so big. You two can't finish it. Besides, as a fellow, don't give it to me. Shouldn't it be?" Chen Waixiu had a thick skin and walked quickly. As he approached the cast iron pan, he opened the lid, and a sharp cold light bloomed in front of him, and the sharp edge forced him. The chill made him numb and quickly withdrew.

"Chen Zong...what do you mean, is it because of a little beast meat that you want to kill me..." Chen Waixiu said sharply.

"It's embarrassing." Chen Zhong disdained: "Want to eat monster meat, hunt yourself."

"Isn't it just a bit of monster meat, I'm not uncommon for me." Chen Waixiu was furious, pretending to turn around, and suddenly kicked out, kicking a stone, hitting the cast iron pan like a meteor, intending to beat the cast iron pan turn.

Since they didn't have to eat, they wouldn't be able to eat.

"You..." Chen Zhong reacted too late.

Jianguang was a flash, the stone was crushed and turned into fine particles, partly reflected to Chen Waixiu, hitting him with pain.

"Chen Waixiu, you are really beating." Chen was furious, rushed over, punched out, and Chen Waixiu ran away.

"It's not just the monster, the lord can also hunt it," shouted while running Chen Waixiu.

"A villain." Chen Zhong didn't catch up, but said disdainfully.

"Regardless of him, it's almost simmered. Let's start eating, clan brother." Chen Zong smiled and didn't take Chen Waixiu seriously.

When the lid was lifted, an indescribable strong fragrance burrowed into the nostrils, letting them drool.

There is almost no oil on the thick soup. The large and large pieces of monster meat are up and down, which is very attractive. As for the other cast iron pan, it continues to boil, and all the essence in the bones should be boiled out and solidified into glue.

The two started to eat.

Kick away the unnecessary parts and bones, and the remaining meat is more than one hundred pounds, enough for two people to eat for two or three days.

Next, the two were still patrolling around.

Chen Zong's footprint is getting farther and farther, and the probability of encountering monsters is also increasing. After seeing blood in the first battle, he encounters monsters again, even if it is a first-class monster monster, Chen Zongye Without the slightest sense of tension, he can show his strength and fight with one.

However, the first-class middle-level monster monster level is equivalent to the five-layer martial arts in Qi and Blood Realm, but it is more powerful than the ordinary five-layer martial arts in Qi and Blood Realm. At the first time, Chen Zong tried his best to kill him. He also suffered a little injury, mainly because of his inexperience in life and death fighting with the monster.

With more and more battles between monsters in life and death, Chen Zong felt that his sword was becoming sharper and sharper.

He knew very well that it was just a feeling. The sword was still the same as before, without changing at all. It was his mentality and will.

It has been a month since I came here. During the period, Chen Zong beheaded the first-level lower-level monster monster with eight heads, and the first-level middle-level monster monster with three heads. Now, he is no longer a rookie.

"I feel that I seem to have grasped the true meaning of the eight swords of the real sword." Chen Zong said while walking outside, continuing to patrol.

Fighting the life and death of the monster once and again, let him grow up in all aspects.

Go deeper.

Suddenly, Chen Zong was locked in a terrifying and imposing mood, and he was chilly.

"It's terrible."

"This kind of momentum is definitely better than the first-class monster monster, is it the first-class monster monster?"

If it is a first-class monster, then I don’t know if it’s good luck or bad luck.

The stronger monsters near the mines are either killed or driven out. The most common is the appearance of the first-class monster monsters. Sometimes they encounter the first-class monster monsters. As for the first-class monster monsters, there are very few.

A numbing scalp sound followed, like it sounded from the depths of the throat, and it seemed like thunder and thunder rolled into the ears of Chen Zong.

Chen Zong's eyes were condensed, his eyes were full of stares, staring at the direction from which the voice came, and he saw a figure slowly pacing out from behind a big tree hugging each other.

It doesn't look tall. It's about 1.8 meters tall without the tail. The height is less than one meter. The whole body is blue, the hair is smooth and smooth, and it flutters with the wind. It looks very strong and strong.

The green eyes seem to be able to emit light, cold and fierce and cunning, stared at, Chen Zong instinctively feels uncomfortable, the fangs exposed are even flashing cold light, terrifying.

Its back is slightly arched, like a spine bulge, like steel pouring.

This is a wolf, a big blue wolf.

"Iron-backed blue wolf... first-class demon beast..." Chen Zong whispered, took a deep breath, the second move of the fierce tiger power, the power of blood and blood flow accelerated, a body of power surged, like a tiger and beast Then, it diffused out of the body, as if there was a roar of tiger roar.