Sword God

"You will all die."

The black demon gate warrior said the last sentence with fierce face, his head was crooked and killed, there was blood gurgling out of his heart, dark red, and the smell was very heavy.

"The fifth one." Chen Zong frowned slightly.

Twenty days since he entered Xihuang, he has encountered a total of five black demon gate warriors before and after. The first four black demon gate warriors are all trained in Jingjing. The strength is not weak, but compared with Chen Zong, the gap is obvious and it is easy to cut. kill.

This fifth black demon gate warrior is directly the cultivation practice in the early stage of the five-turn practice of Jingjin. He has strong physique and amazing strength. Chen Zong also showed his strength to the extreme. Finally, he promoted with the strength technique and exhibited the lightning bolt. , The strength of the body and energy of the blood broke out before the other person's heart penetrated.

Rao is so, and Chen Zong is not unscathed. There is a foot-length wound on the back, with bone deep and blood dripping. Fortunately, he has a strong self-healing ability and hemostasis, but it is difficult to heal completely. It is possible to spread the powder on the wound to accelerate healing.

"This time, I don't know how many people will die under the hands of the Black Demon Gate Warrior." In secret, Chen Zong found some Pills and some money tickets from the Black Demon Gate Warrior.

On the twenty-third day, the wound on the back healed completely, but left an obvious scar, like a record.

Twenty-three consecutive days of torture has made Chen Zong's breath stronger, and there is a kind of compelling power between his eyes.

Combat battle Combat, constant battle, every battle is a battle of life and death, if a little careless, you will die.

Chen Zong does not want to die, so every battle will go all out. The advantage is that he has more control over his own strength, and each sword is also more in-depth.

Tonight, the weather is very bad. The clouds are overcast and the black pressure is heavy. It seems to be suppressed. It brings a very depressed feeling to the people and monsters on Xihuang. It is difficult to breathe.

Click!

The red thunder, like a giant python, traversed the sky with incomparable rage and fierceness, tearing the dark clouds and illuminating the world instantly.

The night of Xihuang is the most dangerous. For human warriors, night vision is blocked, but it is the world of monsters. Basically, the warriors who enter Xihuang, the highest mortality rate is night.

However, in such a night, even the monster will hide.

Monsters have caves to hide, but the warrior is difficult.

The red thunder ripped through the clouds, and each one was violent and overbearing. Nothing could stop it.

Rumbling, the world is shaking, as if the end of the world is coming.

Chen Zongsheng had a bunch of bonfires and looked up at the red thunder that swept from time to time. The breath and color directly attracted himself.

Whether it is the original Thunder Thunder Sword, the Thunder Sword Killing Sword learned from the Thunder Thunder Sword, or the Thunder Light Sword that is currently majored in, it is inseparable from Thunder and Lightning.

Of course, swordsmanship is swordsmanship, and thunder and lightning are thunder and lightning. The two are not the same. The power difference between them is extremely great. Moreover, the sword is a sword after all, it is just a simulation, and thunder and lightning are real. The prestige of heaven and earth.

However, Chen Zong, who had realized the thunder and lightning in rainy days and realized the thunder and lightning killing sword, felt an indescribable feeling and throbbing when he saw such thunder and lightning.

"Thunderbolt represents power, the authority of heaven and earth, overbearing majesty, violent and violent violent, everything can't resist, will be destroyed under the power of thunderbolt..." Chen Zong muttered to himself, staring at the red thunder in the sky Fascinated.

The red lightning, which is kind of strange, looks even more terrifying.

Jumping up, pulling the sword out of the sheath, under the night sky of thunder and lightning, the sword light lingered. When a sword spurted out, it was like a small lightning tearing the air.

Flash Thunder Swordsmanship!

Thunderbolt swordsmanship!

The left hand cooperated with it, showing the big thunder.

Every door can be related to Thunder and Lightning in such a slight relationship.

In the sky, red thunder and lightning flashed across the sky and smashed the clouds, shining a dazzling light, and also filled with the atmosphere of violent destruction.

Under the sky, Chen Zong practiced his sword without thinking and thinking. Gradually, each sword seemed to fit the red lightning trajectory of the sky, either straight or meandering, with an indescribable feeling.

As if it were a strange mirror, Chen Zong's wielded sword light reflected through the strange mirror was enlarged, or the red lightning in the sky was reflected through the strange mirror and was zoomed out.

But if you look closely, you will find that there is still a slight difference between the two. The track of Chen Zong's sword is flawed.

This kind of flaw cannot be seen by ordinary warriors. Only the real martial artists can see the clues.

As for Chen Zong, he has no feelings. Today, he is completely immersed in wielding swords. Gradually, each sword is free from the restrictions of the flash thunder sword and thunder light sword, and he does what he wants.

Over and over again, suddenly, a red lightning deviated from the orbit, shot down from the sky, tearing the night, meandering, as if the brutal and powerful red dragon, fell less than 100 meters away from Chen Zong, hitting one The earth bag is seven to eight meters high and twenty meters wide.

There was a roar, the earth shook, the earth bag was torn apart, and a little bit of dirt was mixed with terrible lightning power, blasting in all directions, directly covering thousands of square meters, even more terrible than arrows.

The power contained in every bit of dirt is enough to penetrate the strong horizontal body of the third-grade inferior beast.

In the blink of an eye, countless soil debris rushed to Chen Zong, just like the swarms of migratory locusts. Chen Zong was about to be hit with holes and blood.

A strong sense of crisis permeated the whole body without any hesitation. Chen Zong turned his palm into a claw with his left hand, buckled the hilt around his waist, and the sword came out of the sheath, shining under the night.

The double swords are in hand, and they are immediately waved. Each sword seems to be related to the flash thunder swordsmanship and the thunder light swordsmanship, but it seems to be separated from its own shackles and become one.

The sword light is like lightning, bringing a ray of light like thunder, spreading all around, smashing the swarf of dirt.

Under the collision, Chen Zong can clearly feel that the strength contained in each piece of soil scraps is very strong, but it is not much for himself who is close to the post-cultivation in the middle of the fourth round of the training environment. The point is that the power contained in each piece of dirt, although very subtle, is the real power of thunder and lightning, with a terrible destructive power.

When the power of lightning flashed through the sword body, spreading into the arm and spreading all over the body, Chen Zong's body shivered involuntarily, numb, and the whole body seemed to be broken up and difficult to condense.

But Chen Zong's inner strength, after all, was very pure, and he resisted hard, and continued to produce a sword, so that he could reduce the impact.

The soil debris was constantly crushed, and Chen Zong's double swords were like splashing water, but with the continuous impact of the power of lightning, the feeling of numbness became more and more intense, and the whole person seemed to melt away.

The strong spirit will control a pure internal energy and keep on running. The blended orb of beads worn on the body seems to be stimulated as well, and a large amount of breath flows into the body, mixing the tempered Chen Zong’s body, Continuous integration of a copper skin, steel reinforcement and iron bones should be condensed into one.

It was clearly felt that Chen Zong was more aware of this rare opportunity, except that the soil debris spattered.

The power of lightning penetrated into the body, and the desire to cause damage was resisted by the mixed breath, and then it circulated, but it could not be dissipated under this condition. Over and over again, it made Chen Zong feel very uncomfortable, numb, and power. All spread out.

"Ning!"

With a low voice, if the sound ran to thunder, the stunned Thunder Jianjin, who had spread out, was condensed again under the strong spirit will.

In the mind of Chen Zong, the mystery of the flash thunder swordsmanship, the mystery of the thunder light swordsmanship, the mystery of the flash thunder kills the sword, and finally, the red thunder that smashed the earth bag from the sky, as if to reproduce, Splitting directly into Chen Zong's mind, Fu Linxin bursts into inspiration.

With a loud drink, if the thunder blows, Chen Zong discards the sword in his left hand and uses both hands to hold the sword. After turning around with a sword ring, with a body of power, the power of lightning in the body is also guided and poured into this sword , Beheaded and slashed out, to the midway, the slashing momentum reached the end, immediately turned into a straight spike, the speed surged, like a real lightning thunder, tearing the sky.

Sigh!

The air is cut like a silk cloth, the sword is extremely fast, the blade rubs against the air and the redness, the temperature soars, and the burning smell is filled.

The sword fell and the blade was red at the front, especially the tip of the sword, more like roasting in the fire.

"Although there is no target, the power of this sword is absolutely very strong. It must be twice as powerful as the thunderlight hitting the woods." Chen Zong said secretly, watching the track under the sword dissipate and secretly excited.

The sword of Fulin's heart and the sword of outbreak of inspiration also benefit from a solid foundation and the realization of the last moment.

"This sword is used as a killing trick for Thunder Light's swordsmanship.

Thunderlight swordsmanship is a ground-level superb swordsmanship, but it lacks the final killing trick, and it is always incomplete. Especially the last killing trick is crucial. It can be said to occupy half of the whole swordsmanship.

If he couldn't get it, he would make up for himself. A sense of harmony emerged spontaneously. In an instant, Chen Zong's comprehension of Leiguang's swordsmanship became a little deeper.

"I don't know if Thunder Lightning Mountain is stronger or weaker than Thunder Light's original trick," Chen Zong secretly said.

However, according to the wind-cutting swordsmanship and the skylight swordsmanship previously practiced, it should be almost the same.

That sword also pushed out the power of the lightning that was raging in the body. The body returned to normal, and the aura of the aristocratic orb appeared, and it returned to its original level, but Chen Zong could feel the progress of the fourth level of forging body exercises. It has improved and is getting closer and closer to practice.

"Leiguang Split Mountain is just a start-up, a preliminary mastery, and a lot of practice is needed to be proficient and further improved."

In the night of lightning, Chen Zong once again made a sword.

Suddenly, Dou Da's raindrops fell on his face, and there was a snapping sound. More and more raindrops fell from the sky, forming a rain line, densely packed, and blinking, wetting Chen Zonghun up and down, Chen Zong But ignored, practicing swords in the rain, every sword came out, will countless rain to break, water droplets flew.