Sword God

"The sun is sighing...the sun is falling!"

The momentum was magnificent, and the world and the earth were the same. Nanshuntian clenched the crimson long knife with both hands. The blade of light was spitting, and the red light was like a world of fire. The whole world also sinks into darkness.

The scorching sun is a knife technique, but it is a terrific-level unrivaled sword technique, or a complete ground-level unrivaled sword technique, and Nanshuntian has also cultivated it into the micro-level, and the power is extremely powerful.

Do your best, combine the sword with one body, the sword is like a scorching sun, blazing overbearing, above all else, and practice to the extreme, the sword is the scorching sun, overwhelming the world, of course, Nanshuntian at this time is still very far from such a realm distance.

Chen Zong glanced over his eyes, with a fine-grained and restrained attitude, but did not see the posture, but in an instant, wave after wave of cross sword light broke out.

The cross swords are endless, such as the turbulent surge of the tide, and the light of the slanting sun slashing towards the falling. After repeated collisions, the air shocks make a loud and deafening loud noise, which makes those who practice the realm martial arts look greatly changed. The feeling of being hit by an invisible sledgehammer disappeared.

Waves of cross sword light shattered under the blade of light like a slanting sun, and turned into starlight sputtering, spreading around in all directions, and the magnificence contained immense danger.

It was a slanting sun, the strength was highly condensed, and it was difficult to be broken, but the cross sword light under Chen Zong's high-speed sword continuous bombardment was still subject to fluctuations.

When the slanting sun fell to bombard the body, Chen Zong had a slight body shape, his spine was like a big dragon undulating, and a strong force was integrated into one body, and his arms were gently shaken, and his swords were broken.

The high-speed sword smashed the sky, countless sword lights, like a sudden rain, and all of them were stabbed at the same point in the setting sun in an instant. That was a flaw made by Chen Zong.

With a bang, the blade of the oblique sun shattered away, the crimson streamer swayed, Chen Zong's figure seemed to be in an instant, a slight uncheckable trembling, a transparent phantom figure appeared on the side of Nanshun Tian's body, and a transparent long sword pierced the sky. And here.

A Shining Dragon Sword!

Nanshuntian's long sword danced violently, shattering the transparent figure. The second, third, and fourth illusory transparent figures appeared in succession, killing Nanshuntian from three directions.

Chop, hack, stab!

Each sword seems to be able to penetrate the mountains, and each sword has the power of a six-star limit.

Nan Shuntian had just reacted, slashing the three figures around him, and the fifth transparent figure appeared in the sky. A sword pierced the sky, silently as if it could pierce the earth and penetrate through the Nine Nether.

"Five Yao!" The warriors who recognized Chen Zong's use of the nine-blade flash dragon sword were surprised.

Because Jiuyao's Dragon Sword is a martial art of the royal family, there is no such thing outside. Chen Zong wants to practice and can only choose in the royal arsenal.

It has been less than a month since Chen Zong chose Jiuyao's Flash Dragon Sword. It's too scary to practice to the extent of Fifth Yao.

You know, Jiuyao Flash Dragon Sword is a complete martial art with a unique prestige.

Three consecutive knives, struck with all their strength, collided with the three transparent phantom swords on their side respectively. After blocking their attack, the knives went up and soared into the sky, like the rising sun, even the sky could not resist its momentum.

The power of the scorching sun knife technique is good at instantaneous eruptions, and can instantly urge its own power and the power of the knife technique to the extreme, which is very suitable for combat.

A knife lifted into the air, collided with a sword shot down from the sky, and burst into a brilliant light.

The sixth transparent phantom figure appeared on the Doulongtai, underneath Nanshuntian, with a sword up, the violent sword pressure squeezed the air above it, like steel, and then compressed to the ultimate fragmentation, explosion shock In all directions, a ring-shaped ripple visible to the naked eye is formed, which is endless.

The sword pierced through the center of the ring-shaped ripples, giving people a feeling that even the sky was pierced.

"The scorching sun...the blazing sun is empty!"

The magnificent divine sound radiates from the world, and from the body of Nanshuntian, it emits an amazing light, as if in a moment it turned into a round of blazing sun. Shining all directions.

This is a killing tactic in the scorching sun, with both offensive and defensive powers.

The Liuyao Flash Dragon Sword is the level that Chen Zong is now practicing. The two transparent phantom figures melt like ice and snow under the blazing sun. The great day of Huanghuang, like Tianwei, was suppressed in Chen Zong's body and impacted Chen Zong's spiritual will.

Pressure, strong pressure, Nanshuntian's knife has already surpassed the level of defeating Ding Xuan before, and there is a hint of touching the seven-star combat power.

A cry of exclamation sounded, Ding Xuan's face changed drastically, his face was grim, his nails pierced the tiger's mouth, and blood oozed out.

The second prince and others were worried.

With this knife, Chen Zong was afraid that he would not be able to take it, and he would be defeated.

Chen Zong shot against Nanshuntian, let everyone see hope, if they were defeated, then the younger generation in the entire dynasty practiced strength, and no one was Nanshuntian's opponent.

The Huntian Wuwang hundreds of years ago were all overwhelming and left a shadow. For many decades, many people were affected, and they were gradually eliminated. If Nanshun wins again, for the next period of time, I am afraid that it will also happen. Many adverse impacts, to reduce morale.

Once the warrior loses morale and sharpness, it is difficult to improve.

The pressure, the unprecedented pressure, is extremely huge. It seems that a real blazing sun has fallen and ruined the world. Chen Zong's extremely tenacious spirit will also be greatly impacted and trembling.

"I am like a sword!" With a low voice, the tone was firm, and the trembling spirit will also be stabilized. The mysterious sword tip deep in the eyebrow space seemed to be pulled, gently trembling, the silver shining shining in all directions, the dragon flying, ancient Long Yinru came from a mysterious place. In a flash, all the pressure seemed to disappear, such as watching the flowers and horses, and countless scenery flying across.

All kinds of comprehension emerged one after another. Chen Zong's eyes were full of glory.

"Liu Yao Twin Dragon... Dragon breaks through the sky!"

The figure shook, and six transparent phantom figures appeared all around Chen Zong. The phantom long swords exhibited different sword moves, and then they merged into one.

The sound of a dragon screaming from the heavens and the earth rang through the world, and the transparent and illusory dragon flew into the sky.

The blazing sun fell and the dragon drew into the sky.

In an instant, the Shenlong directly hit the Lieyang, a slight pause, and penetrated through the middle of the Lieyang. The Lieyang was broken, and the Shenlong also broke apart, dissipating into the invisible.

Chen Zong's figure appeared in mid-air, his swords roared like a hurricane, and the swords continued to be fierce, all slashing to the south.

Nan Shuntian waved his sword like rain, and his sword was like a waterfall.

"What was Chen Zong's sword just now?"

"I really want to see a dragon."

"Really a dragon."

The dynasty's pseudo-superpowers are dignified.

Any martial arts at the prefecture level must be comprehended after practicing to the extreme, and to understand the deeper mysteries from them belongs to the martial arts themselves, but it is very difficult. For many martial arts, it has never even been heard.

In the history of the Yunlong dynasty, there are very few martial arts martial artists who have done this step. Throughout the ancient and modern millenniums, there were no more than ten.

Is Chen Zong another one?

At this moment, under Chen Zong's double swords, Nan Shuntian backed away again and again, and after retreating to the edge of Doulongtai, he smashed the broken Doulongtai with one foot, and the whole person fell down.

Chen Zong is still standing on the Doulongtai, which looks fragmented, like after the earthquake.

"Who's winning?"

"I don't know, it looks like there is no difference."

"I think Chen Zong should have won. You see he is still standing on the Doulong platform, but Nanshun Tian has fallen under the Doulong platform."

"It makes sense."

It seems that Nanshuntian's appearance is not abnormal, and so is Chen Zong, indicating that neither of them was injured. The only difference is that one is still standing on the Doulong platform and the other is still standing on the Doulong platform.

"I can meet you, my trip is worthwhile." Nan Shuntian closed the knife into his sheath, his face full of excitement, his eyes excited.

He came to the three dynasties here, the purpose is to practice, further sharpen himself, imitate the predecessors, seek breakthroughs, in order to achieve a breakthrough to the seven-star combat power level, and then break through the real martial arts.

After defeating one opponent after another, even no one can really give himself full strength. Even Ding Xuan was slightly worse, Nan Shuntian was very disappointed, and he felt that the experience of this trip could not be completed.

Unexpectedly, Chen Zong appeared, and his fighting power was amazing. Not only did he fight fiercely with himself, but he finally forced himself to show his way of killing with a scorching sun. Rao was so, he was not defeated by himself. Lieyang was in the air for his killing.

The last fight, like the afterglow of the setting sun.

"I lost this battle." All the thoughts flashed, Nan Shuntian said very cheerfully.

To lose is to lose, to win is to win, to be repelled, and to fall into the Dou Longtai. This is the evidence of losing. Perhaps playing again, you may not necessarily lose, but you will win, but this battle is lost by yourself. , It is a fact.

Nan Shuntian was arrogant, but he could afford it again.

"A tie," Chen Zong smiled slightly.

It was indeed a tie. If it weren’t for the broken relationship between Dou Longtai, Nan Shuntian wouldn’t fall, and he would continue to fight. Whether he could defeat the other party, Chen Zong was not too sure.

"Haha, if you lose, you lose." Nan Shuntian laughed: "I remember your name, Chen Zong, but the Yunlong dynasty is just a small dynasty, as are the nine eagle dynasties and the Yinguang dynasty. Talent and potential should go to a wider world to have a greater future."

After hearing this, Chen Zong moved unconsciously.

After Nan Shuntian finished speaking, he turned and strode away. His back was still arrogant. Not only did he not be weakened by defeat, but he looked more straight, like a knife, and he was about to go to the sky.

"Brother Chen, congratulations." The second prince strode over with a smile on his face, implying excitement.

The eldest prince and the three princes also strode forward with smiles on their faces. At this time, Chen Zong was in the limelight.

Ding Xuan's eyes landed on Chen Zong with hate, such as after the blade passed, he turned away, and his back seemed to be a bit sullen and decisive.