Sword God

"My experience is still too little."

Chen Zong secretly reflected while running with all his strength.

However, after all, I am only a teenager at the end, not many people I met, and very few things I experienced. Although I have heard such a sinister feeling, I have a personal experience. In this experience, Chen Zong not I will complain too much about myself and I will only remember it firmly. This is an indispensable price for growth.

After all, everyone has shortcomings, and it is impossible to make mistakes all his life. As long as there are pursuits, ambitions, and desires, even vigilant people will also make mistakes. This is natural.

Even saints have their own pursuits.

It can only be said that we have learned from the mistakes one after another, gained growth, and avoided making the same or similar mistakes in the future.

Kang Yuan is famous for being honest in Tianyaotang. It is the easiest way to gain the trust of others. Who can expect that he turned out to be a black demon disciple. In addition, it is also unexpected that the black demon disciple not only did not hide Even lurking in the Qiyao Wuyuan, reversing its course is even more unpredictable.

In addition, Kang Yuan grasped Chen Zong's mentality at this time and wanted to break through to the realm of training more quickly, and proposed such attractive opportunities as Zhenwu's remains. This is not the first invitation to Chen Zong. Vigilance is weakened to the minimum.

It can only be said that one is his lack of experience, and the other is that Kang Yuan’s plan is meticulous and has been lurking for a long time, and other disciples and mentors in Tianyaotang cannot see it.

Chen Zong is fast, and the people behind him are not slow.

On the left is the Tibetan Longjiang River, and on the right is the mountain wall. The space is narrow, but fortunately, Chen Zong comprehends that the wind and water are very accurate and accurate.

"Chen Zong, you can't escape it." A familiar voice sounded from behind. Kang Yuan's two arms that were longer than ordinary people, with his feet leaping and moving flexibly, passed other pursuers and quickly approached Chen Zong. .

This speed was once again beyond Chen Zong's expectations.

Step into the wind and step into the wind, step ten meters, blink sixty meters, and quickly open the distance.

Soon, Chen Zong rushed to a relatively wide place, but there were four people who quickly overwhelmed.

"Grab him." Kang Yuan shouted, as if he was the leader of the group.

"kill!"

Chen Zong, who was about to fall into the encircling circle, immediately locked one of them. His toes were lightly tapped on a dead branch, and he used his force to pull the sword out of the sheath. The person seemed to be united with the sword, and the assassination came out in the blink of an eye. Frost and snow ran across, and the air filled the cold.

Each of the four is nine layers of Qi and Blood, and its strength is not trivial, but Chen Zong's strength is stronger.

The black demon disciple immediately reacted, but Chen Zong's sword was extremely fast, and it changed continuously in an instant. There was no way to resist and evade.

The other three black demon disciples were shocked, but did not hesitate at all, immediately cast a demon incarnation, one became a werewolf, one became a serpent, one became a leopard, faster and more powerful, from three directions Move out, kill Chen Zong.

Their purpose is not to kill Chen Zong, but to capture lively, and only live capture makes sense.

"dead!"

Chen Zong understood this at once, and his moves were even more fierce.

Originally speaking about individual strength, Chen Zong will be better than any one of them, but the other party is afraid to play the killer, which invisibly leads to the inability of one's strength to the extreme.

One sword, two swords and three swords, swords and swords are like frost and snow, when the three people are forced to retreat, the lone star shines, the lonely and lonely breath diffuses away, and the three people are instantly lost.

In front of Chen Zong, missing means deadly.

The sword light crossed, as if popping across the sky, Chen Zong stepped out, tapped a stone on his toes, and stretched to the extreme by the wind and water, the body was lifted by the wind, very light, from the three black demon disciples Passing by.

The three black demon disciples were motionless as if they were statues. When Chen Zong swept across the wind, they fell down one by one, and each of them had a sword hole in their neck, which penetrated directly.

"What a terrible strength." Kang Yuan, who was chasing after him, glanced at the four corpses, his pupils contracted, and Chen Zong's strength was also terrible.

Immediately, there was another wave of excitement. If such a genius, if he also turned it into a warrior of the black demon gate, it would definitely be more terrible, and cultivate it well, maybe it will become the pillar of the black demon gate.

"All come out, stop him." Kang Yuan uttered a strange roar, calling for more black demon disciples.

Sure enough, one figure after another appeared, there were nine layers of Qi and Blood Realm and eight layers of Qi and Blood Realm, which emerged from all directions, and there were dozens of them, which made Chen Zong's heart sink. This place seems to be one place. Black Demon Gate stronghold.

Taking a deep breath, the pseudo frost flow sword shook and the cold light was amazing. Chen Zong rushed in the direction of the least number of people as a breakthrough.

"net!"

A large net was instantly thrown out, fell from the sky, covered Chen Zong, and wanted to hold Chen Zong net.

When the sword came out, the sword lights crossed sharply, and the big net was cut into pieces, and rushed out. Dozens of black demon disciples also took the opportunity to narrow the encirclement circle to catch the turtle in the urn.

The sword was like thunder and lightning, and it crossed the sky, and it brought the light and shadow intertwined. It was hard to tell the true and false. One sword passed, and three black demon disciples were killed. The original four people chased them up, which increased the pressure on Chen Zong.

"Chen Zong, catch your hand." Kang Yuan sneered coldly: "Otherwise, you have only one way to go."

Chen Zong didn't respond as if he hadn't heard it, and went out with his sword.

The other party's killer is his own opportunity. When Kang Yuan spoke, two people were killed by Chen Zong.

"Enchanting!" Kang Yuan shouted angrily.

Immediately, except for him, all other black demon disciples were demonized, their breath skyrocketed, their strength was stronger, and the pressure on Chen Zong increased again.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Kang Yuan struck with a knife.

Chen Zong's body was extremely flexible. During the walk, the pseudo frost flow sword shook, and after driving away Kangyuan's long sword, the long drive went straight into the assassination and repelled Kangyuan.

"Chen Zong, let you see my true strength." Kang Yuan roared, threw away his long sword, and opened his fist with his arms swinging. Each punch was like a thunder, fierce and strong, faster than when the sword was cast. Stronger, immediately put more pressure on Chen Zong.

"It turned out to be really boxing." Chen Zong secretly said.

Seeing Kang Yuan’s first glance, Chen Zong felt that the other party was very suitable for practicing boxing. However, practicing swordsmanship was the method of swordsmanship. Many times, he had never used boxing skills. Just a cover-up.

Kang Yuan, who unfolded his fist, was like a monkey. He was not only flexible and quick, but also very powerful. The fist was fierce, which brought an amazing burst of pressure.

"Go!" Chen Zong slashed his sword, the sword light was cold, and collided with his fist with a glove. Under the shock of the tyrannical force, Chen Zong retreated, the long sword waved, and the lives of several black demon disciples were harvested The original was also retreated to the ground.

Kang Yuan leapt again with a kick on both feet and killed him.

Not only did he fail to injure Chen Zong, but he killed one black demon disciple by him, with more than 20 deaths, and Kang Yuan was extremely angry.

"Enchanting!"

With a loud roar, Kang Yuan’s body changed dramatically, his momentum was rising, and the tyranny became more and more violent. In the blink of an eye, he became a half-human and half-ape, with black hair, a body collision, a bulging muscle, very strong .

The double fist came in a blow, the fist pressure increased by at least 50%, and the air in front was directly discharged, so that Chen Zong could not breathe anything, and there was a feeling of instant suffocation.

Long flow!

Chen Zong came out of the sword, and the sword light turned into a river. He collided continuously with his fist and used his strength to retreat.

Kang Yuan wore a Zhentie-class glove on both hands, which was completely able to resist the edge of the pseudo frost flow sword. His boxing skills were also human-level best martial arts, and he practiced to a perfect state, very tyrannical, plus he was demonized. After the terrible power, Chen Zong won't take advantage of this collision, but his arms were trembling and tingling slightly.

Kang Yuan’s true strength is much stronger than Bai Qiu Ming’s.

A black demon disciple next came with a punch, Chen Zong's long sword concussed, his right hand was slightly numb, and it was difficult to gather together. His left hand was raised, and a large iron hand was displayed, which was beaten fiercely.

The palm was flushed, the strength was restrained, and the moment of contact burst out, the opponent's fist was broken directly, and the arm was broken, and the palm was reflected on his chest like a broken bamboo. The whole person flew out, and the chest shattered. , Sag inwards, leaving a very clear palm print.

The right hand recovered, and the long sword circled around, repelling three attacks and stab forward, piercing the throat of a black demon disciple.

Fight battle battle!

Kill kill!

One after another, the black demon disciples died under Chen Zongjian, and the number was getting smaller, and only Kang Yuan and three others remained.

Chen Zong killed dozens of black demon disciples, and it was not unscathed. Fortunately, he wore gold wire inner armor and became a copper-bar reinforced steel. Its defensive strength is far better than that of the same level of warrior, which is enough to compete with the monster, and the injury is not serious. .

"Damn it, the furious ape fist!" Kang Yuan's anger rose, and he punched out with all his strength. His fist expanded a large circle, exuding even more terrifying pressure.

With a bang, the air under the fist was crushed.

"Long stream!"

The pressure brought by this punch is very strong. Chen Zong took a deep breath, a flash of light flashed in his mind, a sword spurted out, and in an instant, countless sword lights shone and turned into a river rushing away, not only faster and more fierce than before, but also a kind of Smart taste.

At a critical moment, Chen Zongmingwu realized that the long-flowing breakthrough broke through to reach the micro-level, which was benefited from some insights before watching the water of the Tibetan Longjiang River, and from many life-and-death battles, and finally seized the fleeting opportunity To break through.

The long stream of rushing into the realm not only consumes a little less power of qi and blood, but also improves its power and control.

A sword is divided into two parts. One part gathers to counteract Kang Yuan's one punch, and the other rushes to Kang Yuan's chest. Fortunately, Kang Yuan reacts quickly and resists with another punch in time.

With no power, Chen Zong immediately withdrew and backed away, spreading the wind and stepping away quickly, and then riding the wind and water.

"Damn, how can he still have so much qi and blood power." Kang Yuan was furious.

"A group of waste, even a warrior of the same level can't catch it, but also has to be personally shot."

Suddenly, a cold and overbearing voice sounded.