Sword God

In the Fairview Park, fell into a peculiar quiet.

The bright moon still hangs high, like the glorious water and the tranquility of everything.

"wonderful."

"Ms. Guan Ye and Ms. Shi battled each other before we felt that we were shallow."

There was a constant compliment, one after another.

"After seeing such a fight, I didn't have the idea of ​​shooting. I didn't want to be ugly." There were also people who originally planned to shoot with a bitter smile.

"You drink first." Ye Feifan laughed. He knew that under the impact of two four-star fighting forces, everyone needed enough time to calm down the stir in his heart. This feeling was very clear to him, because he used to watch It's that kind of feeling after a five-star battle.

Next, everyone tried their best to forget the feeling and the impact, and no longer talked about any topics related to the battle just now, but turned to other things.

But most of them are listening to Ye Feifan.

Except for Ye Feifan, the others are all from Linshan County. Since their birth, they have spent most of their time in Linshan County. Even if they are out of the county, they are just to Wushan County next door. .

Ye Feifan is different. He lived in Chongshan County, the head of the six counties in Chongshan Prefecture. He was the son of King Chongshan and was a prince of the dynasty. Not only have the six counties in Chongshan Prefecture been visited, but even the magnificent geniuses gathered in the countless kings Have been there.

Compared with the geniuses in Linshan County, Ye Feifan is well-known.

Introduce the customs and customs of the counties, talk about the king capital, and listen to everyone's taste, and can't help but have a longing heart.

"If you have enough ability, you must go out, other counties may not need to go, but Wang must go." Ye Feifan finally said.

"I visited Wangdu with my dad when I was a kid, it was very bustling, but that was ten years ago." Guan Yunxi whispered.

"Wangdu!" Chen Zong's eyes were full of eyes.

Shiyueyue was very calm, and his eyes did not change at all, as if he didn't feel anything.

Fang Cai Ye Feiyan and Shi Huanyue's World War I influence were resolved. After the topic, everyone returned to the challenge.

"Chen Zong, let's have a showdown in swordsmanship." Jiang Linjun, the fourth in the Aojian Mountain Rankings, smiled.

"Please advise." Chen Zongdao.

Jiang Linjun's combat power, but crossed the three-star peak, initially reached the three-star limit, if a real battle, Chen Zong may not be his opponent, but Jiang Linjun is not willing to force people, but proposed a sword duel, because Chen Zong's swordsmanship is not only numerous and delicate, but also makes him itch.

"I practiced dozens of ground-level swordsmanship. I thought there were many, but I didn't expect you to have more." Jiang Linjun walked to Chen Zong and said with a smile, pulling out his long sword.

The body of the sword is black, as if it can absorb light, and the edge of the blade seems to be diffused and looks very sharp.

Step by step, Jiang Linjun walked towards Chen Zong, without using his inner strength, because it was a swordsmanship duel, but there was a slight sharp breath, which belonged to the sword. In addition to the sharpness, there was also a dark coldness. .

Sword practicers, when they have a deep understanding of swords and swordsmanship, will naturally exude a sword-like sharp breath.

Pulling the sword with both hands, the red thunder sword and the ancient Que sword are in the hand, the breath is different, and it also makes Chen Zong's sharp breath bring two different fluctuations, like the thunder and the rapid and heavy like the mountains.

Jiang Linjun's footsteps were abrupt, five meters away from Chen Zong. The black sword was raised flat, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Chen Zong. Chen Zong felt a sense of being locked and then to be pierced.

Sword!

Propelled only by the strength of the body, the black sword flashed across the air, leaving a black track, and struck Chen Zong very strangely.

Jiang Linjun also practiced secret techniques of body training. Although he did not break the limit of the human body, he also raised his arm strength to three thousand pounds. After years of practicing sword and superb talent, he fully mastered his strength.

The power of three thousand catties is displayed, it is delicate and original, and there is almost no waste. Its sword is naturally as fast as electricity.

It was just a mediocre stab, and the martial arts who had practiced for a while could make it, but it was displayed in Jiang Linjun, but it seemed like a dark bolt of lightning, which would bring the world before Chen Zong into darkness.

Without shining and avoiding, the ancient Que sword fell, and the ordinary one cut, but gave birth to the momentum of splitting the mountain and breaking the mountain.

To practice swords, one needs to practise the bone marrow and the spirit.

This kind of battle that does not use inner strength, no matter how fast, everyone can see clearly and capture its trajectory. Because of this, it is even more surprised, because whether it is Chen Zong or Jiang Linjun, the sword is superb, and each sword is displayed. Although they are just ordinary moves, they contain a unique taste, and that is their own opinion.

Intuitive and in-depth, especially for swordsmen and martial artists, it feels deeper.

The black sword is sharp and cold in the hands of Jiang Linjun. Each sword seems very direct, but it contains many kinds of changes, while the red thunder sword and ancient Que sword are in the hands of Chen Zong.

Seeing the subtleties, someone could not help exclaiming.

"Chen Zong's sword skills are more brilliant," Ye Feifan said softly. "It's only a short line from that step."

"That step!" Ye Feiyan was surprised.

"This child is very talented, even if it is placed in the capital of the king, it is not bad." Ye Feifan said again: "But it is difficult to achieve that step."

"Even if it was me, it took a full half a year to reach it." This sentence is Ye Feifan's idea, and he didn't say it.

Qiu Honglie was startled and shocked, and finally turned into hostility, secretly clenching his fists to make up his mind.

Although Qiu Honglie has not been to Wangdu, he living in Chongshan County will naturally know more about Wangdu. He knows that among the Wangdu, geniuses gather.

For example, the geniuses on the Jiaolong list, Wang Du occupies a large part, far superior to Chongshan Prefecture.

Wangdu has many masters and many geniuses. Three-star combat power is everywhere. Four-star combat power is not scarce. Five-star combat power is grabbed. Even six-star combat power exists.

That's where the monsters gather. That kind of place, even if he is Qiu Honglie, is nothing. Ye Feifan gave Chen Zong a good evaluation, isn't it saying that Chen Zong is even better than Qiu Honglie.

The battle between Chen Zong and Jiang Linjun became more and more fierce. The two sides no longer limited to basic swordsmanship, but displayed their swordsmanship.

Although there is no internal energy infusion, so that the sword can not exert real power, but its mystery is also revealed.

The sword showdown is more mysterious than the swordplay.

Cloud magic fog changes swordsmanship!

The sword light changed like a cloud like fog.

Silk sword!

In the clouds and fog, another sword-like light walked away.

Jiang Linjun's pressure is increasing, and he only feels that he has no choice but to use his own swordsmanship.

However, this is a sword technique. Using inner strength violates the agreement. Moreover, the purpose of the duel sword technique is to find out the deficiencies of one's own sword technique and absorb the advantages of the opponent's sword technique to break through the shackles.

Chen Zong's sword is getting faster and faster, and gradually disappears from the sword body, only two lights flash more than once.

Jiang Linjun was completely suppressed.

Suddenly, the momentum soared, the strong wind screamed, and the tyrannical force retreated Chen Zong.

"Stop!" Jiang Linjun had to speak out. He had to use Chen Zong's sword technique to break through himself. As a result, the pressure became stronger and stronger, and he could no longer bear it.

"Your sword skill is very clever, still above me, willing to worship the wind." Jiang Linjun directly admitted that his sword skill was not as good as that of Chen Zong.

"Success." Chen Zong clenched his fists and closed his sword.

"When you reach the three-star limit, I will fight with you again." Jiang Linjun smiled.

"Good." Chen Zongying said.

This is a very friendly battle.

Ye Feifan clapped his hands and applauded, but made Qiu Honglie even more secretly hateful.

"The two swordsman battles were really wonderful just now, but I still feel that they are not addictive. I don't know if anyone has come to fight me." A slender young man laughed, holding a pair of short sticks and leaping up , Fell heavily on the open ground.

"I'm coming." In another pavilion, a disciple of Silverblade Castle also leapt up. The long sword was out of the sheath. In the sky, he held the knife with both hands and fell fiercely. The momentum was amazing.

Without any extra words, the two immediately started a dragon fight.

With short sticks in hand, the tigers are full of wind, and each stick is amazingly powerful, or smashed or dotted, and the momentum is surging.

The disciple of Silver Knife Castle had a long knife in his hand, and the light of the sword was dancing, reflecting the glory of the moon, which was even dazzling.

The two fought for a while, and ended with the disciples of Silverknife Castle prevailing slightly.

In the middle of the moon, a few hours have passed since the party started, and there are only three or two people who have not yet shot.

"Chen Zong, you used the cultivation practice in the late stage of the eight-turn practice, but you are capable of fighting the three-star peak. It is indeed not bad, almost inferior to me." Qiu Honglie suddenly said, smiling, but with a hint of coldness: " Your swordsmanship is also brilliant, but dare to challenge me to someone Qiu."

Hearing Qiu Honglie, some people think he is too arrogant.

Qiu Honglie’s cultivation practice was in the early stage of practicing Jingjing nine turn, and the combat power was the peak of three-star, while Chen Zong’s cultivation practice was in the later stage of training Jingjing eight turn, and the combat strength was also three-star peak. Qiu Honglie even said that Chen Zong was almost inferior For him, this is putting gold on his face.

Unexpectedly, everyone felt worse about Qiu Honglie, a genius from Chongshan County.

"Please." Chen Zong did not shy away or refuse. He directly agreed. Qiu Honglie was hostile to himself at the beginning, which made Chen Zong feel inexplicable, and now he is clearly targeting himself.

"Pull the sword." Qiu Honglie and Chen Zong were ten meters apart, laughing coldly.

Chen Zong did not talk nonsense. He directly pulled out the Red Thunder Sword and the Ancient Que Sword. No matter how arrogant Qiu Honglie was, after seeing him in one battle, Chen Zong knew that his powerful swordsmanship was superb, and most of the three-star peak combat power was not necessarily It is his opponent. In short, this is a strong enemy that must be taken seriously.

Strength is not about character. If you despise the other party because you don’t like the other person’s character, it’s a self-defeating way. Chen Zong will not make such mistakes now, and will not make such mistakes in the future.

Although Qiu Honglie has an annoying arrogance and inexplicable hostility towards Chen Zong, he has also seen several battles of Chen Zong and dare not take Chen Zong apart.