Sword God

The heart, eyes and hands are three in one, the pseudo frost flow sword pierces the air, and there seems to be ripples.

The black-faced masked man's short sword is chopped up. The warrior who originally cultivated the short sword is more adept at speed. Practicing the strength of the realm and turning it to the peak can make him faster and better than Chen Zong.

Afterwards, after a sword broke Chen Zong's sword, the short sword wiped Chen Zong's throat fiercely, like a thin streamer, flashing past.

Efficient and fierce, showing the man's superb swordsmanship and killing skills.

Chen Zong was horrified, his head tilted back, avoiding the opponent's short sword to wipe his throat, while the pseudo frost flow sword pulled out a gorgeous and cold sword flower, suddenly fell, the sword was extremely fast, and was cut, even if the opponent It is undoubtedly that the pinnacle of the training environment will be dead.

Practicing Jinjing is to cultivate behaviors and make the warriors more powerful, but the body, still flesh and blood, cannot be compared with the precious iron weapons.

However, the other party didn't mean to dodge Chen Zong's sword at all. The short sword shuddered and spurred forward, piercing Chen Zong's throat.

This is a game of both defeats and brutality.

"Partition!"

Faced with such an old spicy cultivation practice and far superior to his opponent, Chen Zong had to practice martial arts, and his body swayed, and his throat was immediately pierced, but there was no blood splashing. The black-masked man immediately knew that his own Once the sword fell through, there was no feeling of stab in the human body at all.

The footsteps swayed, and under the stagger, the figure also swayed, and a sensuous sword light came assassinated, just avoided.

"It's so strong that it is far superior to Baiyu Mountain. It's not weaker than the Qingguang Wolf King. It's even stronger." Chen Zong secretly said.

The Qingguang Wolf King is a third-level inferior monster, perhaps because of the identity of the Wolf King, making it a little stronger than the ordinary third-level inferior monster. This black masked man can only be regarded as an ordinary training environment one. Turning to the peak warrior, but it does not have to be weak.

Of course, in comparison, each has its own advantages and disadvantages. The glaucoma king is huge, and its body defense power is amazing, and its speed is extremely fast. The power of this black masked man cannot be compared, and the defense cannot be compared. It is better than speed, flexibility, and combat experience.

Chen Zong was surprised by the opponent's spiciness, and the other party was also surprised by Chen Zong's superb swordsmanship, which was enough to compare with himself. You must know that you have more than thirty years from the beginning of cultivation to the present, because cultivation is slow to improve Paying attention to the training of combat skills, even the combat skills of some martial arts trainers may not have their own superb skills.

Now, a warrior who is only in a bloody realm, his combat skills are not inferior to himself, and he can also feel that the other party is improving, drawing on his own combat skills and turning himself into oneself to improve himself.

"Horrible genius, must die."

Both sides have intentions to kill, and will kill each other. This is a battle of life and death.

The white-bladed blood battle is a little careless death. Under this high pressure, Chen Zong's spiritual will is all concentrated, a pure Yang Qi is bloody and mighty, like the water of the long river rushing in the body, giving Chen Zong the whole body Both up and down bring great strength and are at their peak.

Under the sixth weight of Zhenjian Tianjue, every sword of Chen Zong contains the terrible power.

However, the opponent's dagger is more powerful.

"dead!"

Suddenly, after the opponent's sword fell, he suddenly slammed into Chen Zong's throat with one finger, and under his inner strength, this finger could pierce the rock.

Chen Zong immediately cast a split iron finger, one finger popped out, collided, a terrible energy burst out, the pseudo frost flow sword turned into light and shadow, and a sword fell from it. At the same time, Chen Zong left hand slapped forward, The power is restrained, and the big broken iron hand of the invisible state is displayed to the extreme.

Under the three-in-one combination of mind, eye, and hand, Chen Zong's every blow has an amazing speed.

Immediately afterwards, one leg rolled up in a violent wind and screamed out.

Three strikes in an instant made the masked man in black suffer three attacks in different directions at the same time, each of which could threaten him.

The black-faced masked man deserves a lot of battles, and his body staggers between his feet, avoiding Chen Zong's leg, and shoots with his left hand. With the inner energy infused, he immediately collides with the big broken iron hand, bursting into strength, short The sword flew flexibly, not only smashing the light and shadow, but also defending Chen Zong's sword, the short sword circled around the pseudo frost flow sword, and once again pierced Chen Zong's brow.

A frown attacked, a spirit, Chen Zong's spirit was more concentrated, surrounded by a long sword, after breaking apart the short sword, wiped towards the throat of the other party.

The two sides were fighting in close combat, hitting fast, at this speed, the sword light was gorgeous, dazzling people, extremely dangerous.

Chen Zong also noticed that, even if the mind, eye, and hand are three-in-one, there is a gap between martial arts of martial arts and swordsmanship and martial arts of swordsmanship. It's completely your own, and it's easier to control.

Conversely, the sword is an extension of the arm, but after all it is a foreign object. There is a gap between the use of the sword and the fist. Under the three-in-one combination of mind, eye, and hand, this gap is erased. The time when the power bursts is displayed through the hands, feet or swords, the slightest time difference will become obvious.

I usually don’t feel it. This feeling becomes clear only when fighting a sufficiently powerful enemy.

"This should be my initial grasp of the three-in-one relationship between mind, eye, and hand. If you go further and thoroughly master the mind, eye, and hand, you may be able to eliminate it." Chen Zong secretly said: "In this case, I will use your help The pressure of life and death in the future will further enhance the three-in-one combination of mind, eye and hand."

If the masked man in black knew Chen Zong's idea, he would be surprised, and then thundered.

It’s too rampant for a warrior in Qi and Blood to use himself as a stepping stone.

Sword and shadow are overflowing, the long sword and the short sword collide again and again, and the collision crosses again and again under the collision. Suddenly, the black masked man’s short sword changes rapidly, reaching seven times, which is a realm of one sword and seven changes. .

Chen Zong is also constantly changing.

One sword at a time!

One sword and nine changes!

Under the ninth change, he almost cut through the throat of the masked man in black, scaring him to sweat.

"One sword and nine changes!" The masked man in black was shocked: "Did he step into martial arts?"

I didn’t think of it before. After all, there was no warrior who entered the martial arts in the Eastern Land. After a sword and nine changes, he immediately made him associate, and then thought of the kind of seemingly weak but unique thing that Chen Zong filled with. There is a special fluctuation implied in the charm.

Is it the so-called traces and signs after entering the martial arts?

Chen Zong didn't know the other party's idea. Under the pressure of the other party, his potential was further squeezed out. A little progress, from the beginning, fell a bit down, and gradually became a real draw.

The cultivation of the Qi and Blood Realm is perfect, so that you are always in the peak state, and you don't need to worry about too much power and exhaustion. This is an advantage that no one else can match.

On the contrary, although the other party's cultivation base is far superior to Chen Zong, under such a battle, the internal energy is constantly being consumed and the recovery speed cannot keep up.

"It's really a monster, no way. If I go on like this, I will be killed alive." The masked man in black was horrified.

Speaking out, it is estimated that it will make people laugh out of their teeth. A warrior who has practiced strength and turned to the peak, even worried about being killed by a qi-blood warrior, but this is a fact.

After the long sword broke, the masked man in black patted Chen Zong's chest, and Chen Zong also exhibited a big iron hand to fight back, the collision power of both palms, the power burst out, the air fluctuated, and Chen Zong's footsteps rotated when he retreated , A sword whirls and crosses away.

The masked man in black waved his dagger to block, immediately backed away, and pulled a certain distance away.

"dead!"

The inside was turbulent, and the short sword shook, and it seemed to be three ways. It stabbed at Chen Zong fiercely, and scored a few percent faster than before. This black masked man exhibited ground-level sword martial arts.

Chen Zong sweated upside down.

The power of prefectural martial arts is obviously much better than that of human level.

Long flow!

Endless stream!

Chen Zong exploded in pure Yang Qi and blood, and immediately exhibited a human-level superb sword skill. It was only too close to the sword and too fast, too late to show. Now the distance is slightly opened to explode.

In an instant, the arrogant and endless sword light was crushed by the three sword shadows, but the three sword shadows also became much lighter. Dao Jianying shattered.

At the same time, the masked man in black again approached, like a ghost, and slapped him hard against Chen Zong's heart.

This palm was too sudden and too fast. Even if Chen Zong was able to find out that it was beyond the speed of the reaction, he could only retreat as hard as he could and slayed at the opponent, but it was still a step behind.

It's really terrifying to put all the strength of martial arts into the peak martial arts strength.

With a bang, Chen Zong only felt a strong force as if he would crush his chest and destroy his heart. Fortunately, he had been habitually putting the iron piece that opened the mountain wall stone room, and blocked the opponent again. The palm of your hand weakened most of the strength, but part of it still penetrated into the heart.

The heart was hit hard, trembling for a moment, and it seemed to be broken. Chen Zong felt suffocated, his face was pale, and a severe pain swept from the heart, and he couldn't help spitting out a blood.

It was only after the magical sword power that was entrenched near the heart that it reacted, breaking the strength of the participation.

"Sparkling Thunder Kills the Sword!"

Strongly holding back the pain of suffocation and almost broken heart, Chen Zong's Qicheng burst into strength and Qicheng's pure Yang Qi and blood, and the sword turned into lightning thunder.

The masked man in black immediately waved his dagger to block, and the deviation was the key, but his left arm was not avoided. He was chopped from the shoulder and cut off in an instant. Large shares of blood rushed out like money.

The masked man in black immediately stepped back and pulled away for a longer distance. Such a serious injury not only affected his balance, but also began to feel weak due to the massive loss of blood, and he could not fight anymore.

"go!"

Without hesitation, the masked man in black no matter Chen Zong, in any case, he must leave here alive, spread the news out of the family, let the family dispatch stronger soldiers, and kill this person.

"dead!"

Chen Zong still resisted the pain in his heart, and a sword was swung out. Suddenly, a light flashed from the sword body, blinked off the sword body, and flew out from the tip of the sword, like a half-slapped moon. To the extreme, he cut the neck of the masked man in black.