Sword God

The speed of riding the wind and water is not slow, so that Chen Zong can take the practice of training the environment of one turn, and show the speed that is not inferior to the ordinary training environment of the second turn and the performance of the subordinate level of the body, but it is the same as the training of the power of the three times. There is still a big gap.

Gradually, the figures of Ma Xifeng turned into small black spots in front of Chen Zong's eyes and disappeared. Chen Zong didn't want to catch up, but his speed was limited, which was also the shackles of cultivation.

"It must be converted to a higher-level exercise as soon as possible." Chen Zong secretly said.

More advanced exercises, not only the speed of cultivation, but also the recovery of internal strength will be faster, the internal strength of cultivation will also be more intensive and pure, to break through the bottleneck, the difficulty is also smaller, in short, an advanced skill There are many advantages.

Of course, the more advanced the exercises, the higher the difficulty of comprehension, and the higher the difficulty of cultivation. Only by practicing can you have various benefits. Not all martial artists are suitable for practicing advanced exercises.

Hei Daozhai is located on the top of an unnamed mountain in Fulong Mountain. The height of this mountain is more than 600 meters. Because of the relationship of Hei Dao Zhai, it is named Hei Dao Shan. Its appearance looks like a black rough knife embryo.

When Chen Zong arrived, he saw all the dead bodies in the place, all of which were sword wounds. They should be all from the Hedaozhai village, and were killed by four people from Ma Xifeng.

"Quick." Chen Zong quickly rushed to the Black Sword Mountain. If the Black Sword Village was taken away by a pot, he wouldn't even get a little Jianxun, and wasted his time.

When I rushed to the mountainside, there was a black figure rushing down from the mountain, facing the wind, but it looked a bit pretentious.

Chen Zong's extraordinary eyesight was immediately clear.

It was a thin, middle-aged man with dark skin, wearing a short black robe, with a pale face, and a black machete in his right hand. The back of the knife was serrated, which was very distinctive.

"Black Sword!" Chen Zong's eyes flicked out of his eyes.

According to the description of the mission, this person, out of ten, is the master of the Black Sword Village, the Black Sword. It is also the most important goal of this mission.

"Is it possible that the Black Sword lost to the four of Ma Xifeng, taking the opportunity to escape?" The thought flashed, and Chen Zong's guess was accurate.

The four men of Ma Xifeng rely on their powerful strength to kill them all the way and into the Black Sword Village. The black master and the two deputy masters and the eight King Kongs naturally dealt with them. The disciples of the Real Sword Academy have no power. Very strong, especially Zhou Hai and Ma Xifeng, who are listed on the Iron Sword List, are even more amazing.

Upon contact, the deputy Zhaizhu was killed by one person, and the Eight King Kongs were also killed by four. After seeing that the situation was not right, the black knife rushed out sternly, and was killed by Ma Xifeng with a sword to the back, avoiding the key, but He was also injured.

Fortunately, when he rushed out, he also activated the Zhaizhong organization, and he was able to hold down the four people for a time, so that he could get free time.

"There is one more!" Hei Dao also saw Chen Zong up the mountain. He was shocked, and then his face was fierce. In any case, he had to rush down the mountain to escape, otherwise there was only one way to die.

"dead!"

Hei Dao raised the weird black machete in his hand, and the inside was violent, and he slashed out fiercely. The speed was very fast. It seemed to have crossed a black meniscus, which immediately brought great pressure to Chen Zong.

The footsteps shook, four directions in all directions, avoiding the black knife.

"Haha, it turned out that it was just a step-by-step training, let me die!" When Chen Zongshi exhibited the eight directions and four poles, his inner energy was running, and naturally a trace of breath fluctuated, which was immediately felt by the battle-hardened black knife. Arrived, with a sneer on his face, murderous.

Those four disciples of the Real Sword Academy who have turned three times to kill themselves will just kill themselves. They are not opponents and can only admit that they have escaped. Eyes.

But Black Sword also feared that four other disciples of the Real Sword Academy would have to make a quick decision.

"Black sword cut eight!"

The black scimitar burst into an amazing black sword light, and immediately cut to Chen Zong, blinking eight ways, from all angles, from all directions, beheaded, each one contains terrible power, and can be used to kill the training environment.

This move, but the black swordsmanship trick, as soon as it came out, immediately cut off the path of absolute avoidance, and could only resist.

Hei Dao was aware of Chen Zongcai's cultivation behavior, and he was unwilling to get entangled, lest he would be chased by four other people. He believed that Chen Zonglian's strength training could not stop him. .

Chen Zong does not fight hard, and it is difficult to avoid for a while, but it does not mean that he is helpless.

The self who has cultivated the wind cutting sword method to the thirteenth move has already fully mastered the mystery of the wind cutting sword method.

Truncation!

Truncating the wind is only a superficial form, and intercepting the other party's attack is the inner secret.

Of course, not all kinds of attacks can be cut off. There is a limit to everything. Attacks that exceed their own strength are too powerful to shake.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Zong pierced ten swords in the same place with his heart and hands. These ten swords were impressively the first to tenth swords of the wind cutting sword. They looked orderly, regular and very unique. Charm.

Under the Ten Swords, the connection between the two black sword lights was immediately broken, and Chen Zong stepped out, passing through the gap like a wind, without damage, the pseudo frost flow sword shook, and the sword light was cold Snow frosted across the air, and waves rippled away.

"Thirteen Strikes!"

One shot is the killing trick of the wind cutting sword, the most powerful one. Thirteen sword lights pierce the air and make a sharp noise.

The black sword is powerful, and the black sword feels that it is a surefire thing to kill the other party. Unexpectedly, the other party not only succeeded in getting rid of it, but also suffered no harm, and displayed a terrible sword. Feeling covered all over the body, cold all over the body.

"Come on!" Roared, the black knife waved, and the black knife protected the whole body from light and air.

With all his effort, the sword wound behind him was painful, but the black knife's face remained unchanged. This kind of injury is completely tolerable for him who has been through a lot of battles.

However, after the thirteen sharp sword lights were sham, they disappeared, and turned out to be false tricks.

When the Black Sword responded, the Black Swords should converge into one, and when they came out with all their strength, a strong sense of crisis emerged. There was no way to hesitate, and the Black Sword immediately withdrew and retreated.

A flash of Jianguang suddenly appeared and bloomed in front of him. It was a sword pierced by Chen Zong.

If you switch to a training environment, you will already die under this sword.

"chase!"

"Never let him escape!"

"He is the key to this mission."

The voices of Zhou Hai and others came along, getting closer and closer.

When Heidao heard it, he knew that the four real swordsmen were approaching.

"Fuck me, or kill you." The black sword threatened Chen Zong. Chen Zong's answer was a sword. The frost-like sword light spread all around. Every assassination came, and every sword was given back to the black sword. The feeling of truncation.

"Give me death!" The Black Sword was furious and directly exhibited the Black Sword.

The inside was turbulent, and the black sword light soared into a black sword that was more than one meter long, and it came out violently. It seemed that even a mountain would be split.

"Good!" Chen Zong's expression changed slightly, and this knife completely made him feel the death crisis.

However, this knife is extremely fast, and brings a terrible knife pressure. The knife pressure is not reached. The knife pressure will give Chen Zong a suffocation feeling. The whole person seems to be split into two under the terrible knife pressure. Half, and then crushed, the whole body is very depressed, the air seems to be condensed into rocks.

Such a knife, even if the other training environment three turns, dare not say that it can resist.

Under the pressure of life and death, Zheng Yuanjin ran at an alarming speed, surpassing the past, all kinds of mysteries appeared in my mind, that was all kinds of comprehension, and suddenly burst out.

The pure Yang Qi and blood flowed, and the power of the body oscillated. Immediately, the pure Yang Qi and blood and body power mixed into one body to explode.

"Sparkling Thunder Kills the Sword!"

Following the comprehension in the midst, Chen Zong swung out a sword. This sword was as strong as the extreme, like a thunder that tears the sky, smashing all obstacles.

Under the bright lightning, the black sword light stopped immediately as soon as it touched, and the time seemed to freeze, as if it had been a long time in the past, and it seemed that it was only a moment, the black sword light shattered, and the lightning sword light shattered with it.

The black sword regressed repeatedly, and Chen Zong couldn't stop walking backwards, but when he saw Chen Zong reversing, his steps were staggered, and he displayed the four directions of the four poles, crossing vertically and horizontally. Stabbed at the black knife.

There is no way to avoid it, but when he reluctantly raises the scimitar in his hand to resist, it is a step slower. Chen Zong Yijian directly penetrates the heart and passes through the heart.

"You are going to die too!" Black Sword first stunned, his face was incredible, unimaginable, he would actually be killed by a martial arts fighter, but the vitality of the three fighters was strong, even if the heart was stabbed Wear it, and it will not kill instantly, counterattack on death, the black sword ferociously slashes to Chen Zong, and the last brilliance erupts.

Chen Zong immediately withdrew his sword and withdrew his sword at the same time to resist it. The whole person flew out, and a gulp of blood came up and spewed out, already suffering from internal injuries.

Just before the crisis broke out, the flash of lightning thunder was used to kill the sword, which almost exhausted the inner strength, and then the eight swords were used to stab the sword, and the inner strength was completely exhausted. The black knife's mortal counterattack immediately injured .

However, under the leak-free body, his self-healing ability was greatly enhanced, and Chen Zong quickly took out a Huijin Pill that was exchanged when he took it. This is the same price as Lianjin Pill, and it takes ten swordsmen.

When the black knife fell to the ground and died, Chen Zong immediately put away his black machete, and quickly searched from his arms to find a stack of money tickets and a cheat book and a bottle of pill, these did not have to be turned in, Be regarded as the spoils of Chen Zong.

It was just that when Chen Zong searched for the spoils, the four of Masai Feng were about to arrive, and they just saw this scene.

"Stop it!" Zhou Hai shouted immediately: "Chen Zong, you can't take those things."

Chen Zong just glanced at the opponent lightly, and then took his loot into his arms.

Before the four people of Ma Xifeng made it clear that they would not allow themselves to be rewarded for mission rewards. In this case, it is a matter of course that if they kill the black sword by themselves, they will win the loot.

This is Chen Zong's principle of doing things. It is impossible to put a hot face on someone's cold butt.