Sword God

Like a wind blowing, calm and elegant.

Chen Zong directly overcame the 500-meter barrier and continued to move forward at a constant speed.

"Good way."

"It's really good, like a glimpse."

Suddenly, many people's eyes brightened, and they were amazed.

"Huh, it's just 500 meters. The level with the lowest difficulty is the real difficulty behind." Yu Wenxian sneered.

Traveling between criss-crossing thorn-thorn trees, it seems as though it is traveling in a snake's nest. There is no feeling. Numerous thorn-pins seem to lock themselves, and they may come out at any time.

Without entering the bush of thorns, you can never feel this feeling, as if locked by thousands of arrows, for the keen warrior, it is clearer, and the entire person's subconscious nerves will tighten up, intensifying energy consumption invisible.

Chen Zong does not, however, can control the body freely, can eliminate this effect.

The wind blew from the opposite side, then from the ear, whine and melodiously, Chen Zong's toes lightly touched the ground. It was a small gap between the staggered branches of many thorns and thorns, only the size of the fingertips.

Gently, the figure is light and swift, and it jumps up by force, as if it is a swift, fast and healthy, with a beautiful posture, which makes people shine.

"No matter how good the body is, there is no use in raising the speed." Yu Wen said coldly.

Chen Zong's speed was not as fast as it was at the beginning, but it did not slow down at all. He was as flexible as a dragon, close to a kilometer.

The 500-meter mark is the small mark, and the 1000-meter mark is the first mark, which is more difficult.

After passing the one-thousand-meter mark, Yu Wen's punishment was exhausted.

Chen Zong, can we pass the one thousand mark at once?

Since the establishment of the Guo Shiguan, fewer than ten people have been able to safely cross the thorny bush and pass the 1,000-meter mark for the first time.

Fang Caiyuwen penetrating the bush of thorns, the level of one thousand meters, Chen Zong also sees clearly, it is indeed more complicated than the place of 500 meters, if you accidentally touch the thorn needles, triggering a wave of one The wave of offensive.

But Chen Zong was not nervous, and the details of his eyes were clearly visible.

Approaching, Chen Zong's dragon-like figure became more mysterious, and there were more subtle changes in an instant, and he was passing by the thorn needle protruding from the root.

"This method..."

Suddenly surprised one by one.

There are not many body styles that are known for their subtleties. Among them, the head of the cloud-winding wind practiced by Yuwen Penalty. The martial arts who did not practice this body style are not excellent in subtle changes, and even seem very rough.

But at this moment Chen Zong's performance was surprising again.

There are more than a dozen changes in the subtleties in an instant. Even though it can't be compared with the wind and clouds, it is better than many people. Could Chen Zong practice the body style that is famous for the subtleties?

In the guess, everyone also looked intently.

Chen Zong's figure swept at a constant speed, as if it had turned into a white piece of training.

"Go through!"

"It went through..."

"Incredible."

Yu Wen's punishment was so green, Shi Huanyue, Xiao Mingli, and Su Xiaoshui were all beautifully flashing, and Chen Zong's performance was indeed stunning, as if he was astonished.

After passing a thousand kilometers in an instant, Chen Zong did not trigger the thorn needle attack, the speed did not decrease, and it continued to move forward, which was more complicated and the difficulty increased by one level.

Before Yu Wen's punishment touched the thorn needle at 1,100 meters, which caused a continuous wave of attacks, I don't know how Chen Zong.

At the beginning, they felt that Chen Zong was not as good as Yu Wen, but now, their hearts unconsciously raised a bit of expectations.

One hundred and one hundred meters!

In the blink of an eye, Chen Zong approached 1,100 meters, and Yu Wen's eyes widened. This is a crucial point.

Originally, Yu Wenjian felt that Chen Zong might have to struggle at 1,100 meters, reducing the speed and then triggering the offensive of the thorns, but Chen Zong's speed was still unabated. .

Passing by...

Yu Wen's eyes twitched involuntarily.

The final score of breaking through the bush of thorns needs to be calculated from three aspects: time, distance that caused the attack of the thorn needles and the number of times the thorn needles were finally hit.

The time and the number of hits by the thorn needles are unclear, but the distance that triggered the offensive of the thorn needles is already clearer than Yuwen's punishment.

"Chen Zong will win." Shi Huanyue whispered.

"It's really possible." Xiao Mingli smiled slightly, and Su Xiaoshui also nodded.

Not far away, Yu Wenjian also heard the voice, and his face became more ugly.

One thousand and two hundred meters, Chen Zong's speed is still the same, and he hasn't triggered the offensive of the thorny needle.

However, Chen Zong himself can clearly feel the increase in difficulty, and the more difficult it is in the future, without using the power of enlightenment, the pressure on him will become more apparent. Chen Zong does not want to use the power of enlightenment so early Or you don’t have to.

1,300 meters!

Everyone exclaimed, not to mention that the person who broke through the bush of thorns for the first time, even those who broke through several times, could hardly achieve this result, which completely exceeded Yu Wen's sentence.

A cry of exclamation came into Yu Wenxing's ears, all of which were so harsh, like countless thorn needles radiating from it, they could not be avoided.

1,400 meters!

Chen Zong felt that he was about to reach the limit, but he didn't give up. He still tried his best. Being one meter longer was one meter. That was not only for achievement, but also for exercising oneself and challenging the limits.

Ten meters!

Twenty meters!

Thirty meters!

Everyone was staring with wide eyes. The record left by the mighty martial arts fifteen years ago was only 1,500 meters before it triggered the offensive of the thorns. So, can Chen Zong break this record?

Breaking records is often a big deal.

1,490 meters!

Chen Zong extended his body technique to the extreme, the spirit and spirit were highly united, the body and sword united to control himself, the subtle changes reached the ultimate, and the speed was not reduced at all, but it still inevitably touched the end of a thorn needle.

"One thousand four hundred and ninety meters, what a pity."

"How easy is the record to be broken."

"A difference of ten meters."

"Even if you don't break the record, you can be ranked second in these decades."

"It seems that Sect Chen Zong will win."

Yu Wenjian's face became more and more ugly, with a black face, like the bottom of the pot, but his heart was very uneasy.

If you lose, you lose not only a valuable artifact, but also your own reputation. When you think of your countryman three years ago, but you are going to be defeated by a new countryman, your heart will drop. Bloody feeling.

According to the current situation, Chen Zong is more likely to outperform himself, already 60-70%.

Like a barrel of honeycomb, a wave of hundreds and thousands of thorn needles followed by a wave of lasing, as if to shoot through, and it was full of holes.

Chen Zong still tried his best to evade the thorn needles, and the parts that could not be avoided were cleverly using his inner strength to blow one side, passing by, and colliding with another part of the thorn needles, Cancel each other out.

This scene suddenly made everyone's eyes shine.

In the past, it was not that no one had done it, but that required absolute control over one’s own inner strength, which was extremely difficult and Yuwen Penalty could not do. If someone did it, it was the mighty fifteen years ago.

After fifteen years, someone actually did this.

Because of this, the mighty marquis was only hit by the thorn needle five times from the beginning to the end of the bush of thorns.

Now, Chen Zong can do this, and the number of times he is finally struck by a thorn needle should not exceed Yu Wen's sentence.

For a time, everyone's estimate of Chen Zong's victory over Yu Wen's sentence rose from 60% to 80%.

Yu Wenjian wanted to leave, but no, once he left, the damage to his reputation was even greater, and he would become a laughing stock.

At this time, no one paid attention to Yu Wenxing's complexion, and was all attracted to Chen Zong.

The unity of body and sword and enlightenment have brought Chen Zong's mastery of all his strengths to the utmost. The fifth weight of the heaven and earth is used in the slightest. Chen Zong's body is like the wind, and the speed is not reduced. The energetic spirit encircled the whole body, turning the thorn needles coming from the laser, shifting away like the wind.

This method is undoubtedly smarter and more energy-saving than directly shattering the thorn needles.

Two thousand meters!

Chen Zong's speed is still the same, the energetic energy surrounding the body drives a heavy thorn needle, and a dense whirl of blasts, as if entangled in the clouds of the dragon, beautiful and beautiful, it is dazzling and fascinating.

Two thousand five hundred meters, Chen Zong also consumed most of his energy.

On the cultivation base, Chen Zong is not as good as Yuwen Penalty, and the exercises practiced by Yuwen Penalty are also prestige-level skills. Although the last weight is missing, the fifth-level inner strength is pure and powerful, but because it reaches the ultimate relationship It is much better than Chen Zong at this time.

Chen Zong keeps on advancing as much as he can, exerting his physique and running his inner strength.

Two thousand six hundred meters!

Two thousand seven hundred meters!

Two thousand eight hundred meters!

Two thousand nine hundred meters!

"I don't know if you have found out that the speed of Guo Zong has never decreased."

After being said in this way, everyone came to wake up and quickly glanced at the water leak. They were all surprised.

The last one hundred meters is the most difficult. Thousands of thorn needles are directly blasted, which is beyond the past and beyond the tolerance of Chen Zong.

Too much is too much, but the internal energy is greatly consumed, leaving little left.

"broken!"

With a low drink, the energy swelled, the energy burst out, and the force of tyranny shook all directions.

Thousands of thorn needles were shattered in a flash, and turned into dust flying around. Under the last burst of inner strength of Chen Zong, the speed surged.

Shock step!

One step shocking!

The swaying figure was like a roaming dragon, passing by and rushing out of the bush of thorns. Chen Zong also knew that he was hit by a needle of thorns.

It took a while for the voice to sound.

"Secretary Chen Zong broke into the bush of thorns and spent sixty-two breaths. The 1,490-meter meter triggered a thorn needle attack and was hit six times in total."

This is Chen Zong's final achievement, which is very close to the mighty fifteen years ago.

As for the victory or defeat between Chen Zong and Yu Wenjian, there is no need to say more. Everyone can see that even if Yu Wenjian does not want to admit it, the gap is too obvious.

After eighty-five breaths, a thorn needle attack was triggered at 1,100 meters. When struck 31 times, Yuwen Penalty could only hand over a false spirit weapon.