Sword God

The spirit of heaven and earth in the elixir valley will eventually be stronger than ordinary places. Of course, compared with the major mountain gates, it has no advantage. In addition, there have been many wars here, and now it has become one of many real martial arts warriors. Wherever you go, you don’t have any forces to fight here, and occupy it, so as not to cause dissatisfaction from other forces.

Even though Tianshui Sect claimed to be the first sect of Tianjiang, he did not dare to fight against the three sects.

After all, the pseudo-elixir was hard to come by. Chen Yu Zuo Shanmei had searched for more than half a month in the elixir valley, and he did not find the second pseudo-elixir, but found several top-level treasures. The Martial Artist also has a lot of benefits.

As a result, Chen Zong's cultivation was a breakthrough to the fourth stage of the True Martial Realm, and the vertical and horizontal skills were also cultivated to the 19th floor, and the vertical and horizontal swordsmanship also naturally mastered the 19th style, and his strength became more powerful.

"Brother, let's go." Zuo Shanmei said.

"Okay." Nodded, Chen Zong and Zuo Shanmei left and walked outside the Lingyao Valley.

As soon as he came out of the valley, there was a person on his face, carrying a pair of knives, his face arrogant. When he saw Zuo Shanmei's moment, his eyes burst into a blade-like fine awn, tearing the air like cold electricity.

"Dark incense sword Zuo Shanmei, let me taste your taste." The proud young man's mouth hung a wicked smile, and his words were a bit profane.

Chen Zong's brow furrowed, Zuo Shanmei's face was colder, and his eyes were as cold as ten thousand years, and he wanted to freeze everything.

"Come on." The proud young man with a weird smile on his face, pulled out his back double knives with his backhand. The blade was narrow and long, with a blue sky and a red crimson, with shiny flashes and extraordinary dazzling.

Everything came so inexplicably, fighting for no reason.

But neither Chen Zong nor Zuo Shanmei was surprised. The warrior's world may encounter any situation and challenges from others at any time. It is normal.

Chen Zong backed away, the breath of this person fluctuated, highlighting his cultivation behavior.

Seventh Real Martial Realm!

Feel its breath as sharp as a sword, but also with an indescribable cold and blazing heat, surrounded by endlessly alternately, obviously not the ordinary true martial arts seven.

The names and characteristics of the second- and third-line geniuses in Tianjiang House flashed in my mind, and none of them matched the person in front of him.

Is it loose repair?

Among the scattered repairs in Tianjiang Prefecture, is there any real martial arts Seventh Dare to challenge Zuo Shanmei?

Many thoughts flashed through my mind.

Zuo Shanmei's face was cold, and the white, lanolin fat jade's slender hands clasped the hilt, and the sword slowly came out of the sheath in the even and pleasant rubbing sound.

The snow-white sword body reflects the sunlight, dazzling and charming, and the faint fragrance slowly diffuses away.

"Xiaoyang Dao Guo Tiansheng, Shanshan Yuanyuan Zhenghe, Feng Wuqi Qi Wuyang, each one has a nickname." Shuangyang Youth smiled proudly: "I don't know if you secretly sword Zuoshanmei, can you please me."

Words and words take advantage of the intangibles, disgusting.

"After I defeated Tianjiang's so-called second-line genius, I will pick up what you call the first-line."

In a word, Chen Zong suddenly understood that this person was not a warrior in the Tianjiang House, but should be an experienced person from another house.

This is normal, and many geniuses in Tianjiang Prefecture will also go out of Tianjiang Prefecture to experience other provinces, challenge the geniuses of other provinces, and hone themselves.

As the voice fell, this proud young man's two swords spread like a flying swallow's wings, and flew across the sky in an instant, leaving a red and a blue band of light in the air, fluttering with a bit of dazzling, killing Zuo Shanmei.

At first glance, Chen Zong knew that he could not take the knife.

This man is frivolous and annoying, but his strength is very strong, and his attainments are also very clever.

Zuo Shanmei was killed with a sword, spreading all over the world.

The sword and the sword collided hundreds of times in the air and sputtered countless Mars. Chen Zong narrowed his eyes to see it, but could not see everything clearly, because neither Naoao Youth nor Zuo Shanmei shot too fast. Too.

Chen Zong can be sure that if he fights against them in any one battle, it is estimated that it is difficult to sustain the three moves. This is the best estimate.

The gap between cultivation bases is too large. The fourfold of Zhenwu Realm and the seventh of Real Martial Realm are three-fold realm. Among them, the gap between the middle and later stages of Zhenwu Realm.

However, Chen Zong did not feel frustrated. Both Zuo Shanmei and the proud young man were older than themselves, and their practice time was longer than themselves, at least a few years, and their talents were also very high. He has received excellent training from an early age and has an advantage over himself from the beginning.

But Chen Zong is confident that he will catch up with them and even surpass them in the next few years.

Focusing, Chen Zong narrowed his eyes and concentrated all his energy on watching the battle between the two. His eyes blinked without blinking, and he did his best to understand and absorb.This level of fighting is of great help to yourself.

The snow-white ice and the sword light spread in all directions, and there are countless frosts floating in the air.

The red knife passed by, bringing amazing heat to melt the frost in the air, diffuse away, and turn into countless white water vapor rising up and diffuse around.

Subsequently, the blue knife light passed by, and countless water vapor was frozen in an instant. Around the blue knife light, the body re-condensed into frost, which moved with the knife, and the meaning of ice was even worse.

The double knives bring up the red hot light band and the blue icy light band, which surrounds all around, endless circle after circle, surrounding Zuo Shanmei, and gradually, forming a bizarre force field of alternating hot and cold, Continuously involved around, affecting Zuo Shanmei.

The light was bright and gradually dazzling. After a long look, Chen Zong felt dizzy.

Zuo Shanmei exerted the vertical and horizontal swordsmanship to the extreme. Her current cultivation is the seventh peak of the true martial arts. The corresponding horizontal and horizontal skill level is the 28th layer, and the vertical and horizontal swordsmanship is also practiced to the 28th style. That kind of power , Is terrible.

The snow-white ice and cold sword light broke through, a beam of light spreading in all directions, sharp and icy, strong and extremely extreme, two blades trembling, the red and blue light bands also fluctuated, and there seemed to be signs of collapse at any time.

The frivolous face of the proud young man disappeared completely, only dignified.

Zuo Shanmei's sword puts a lot of pressure on him. Compared with the previously mentioned Xieyang knife Guo Tiansheng, the destructor Yuan Zhenghe, the wind scar Qi Wuyang and others, it is indeed much stronger.

However, this is more interesting.

The ultimate goal of coming out to practice is to challenge different opponents, find out your own shortcomings, absorb the strengths of the other party, and finally improve yourself, constantly improve yourself, and make yourself stronger.

The proud young man suddenly used his heavenly superb knife to the extreme. The interweaving of red and blue, the hot and cold alternating, caused the surrounding air to constantly change.

Time is white fog, time is frost.

Compared with the vertical and horizontal swordsmanship, this kind of swordsmanship has more changes. It also has the fiery heat and ice-like coldness. The alternation between coldness and heat will further kill the opponent’s power and make it easier for the opponent. Falling into exhaustion, and the red and blue intertwined light belt, with a power wave of deceptive spirit.

This is a terrible knife.

But any knife technique is ever-changing, any knife technique is hot and cold alternately, I have broken it with a sword, Zuo Shanmei's face is unchanged, and his eyes are like ice sapphire, and there is no slight waves.

Compared with the sword technique, Chen Zong pays more attention to Zuo Shanmei's vertical and horizontal sword technique. After all, he is also practicing the vertical and horizontal sword technique, which can be inspired from it.

"Bipolar x{2022} ice and fire!" A cry, the proud young sword's double blades paused abruptly, between the flashes of red and blue blades, suddenly burst out, covering all directions.

The double knives are spinning in the light, endlessly endless, making people unable to distinguish the front, back, left, and right, the beards and faces are densely packed, and they have killed Zuoshanmei from different angles.

The 28th style of vertical and horizontal swordsmanship, the icy and snowy white sword light rotates, converging from all directions, and then turns into a bright white sword light with the thickness of the arm. With one sword, the sky dome can be smashed out.

Under a sword, countless blades of light were smashed, dissipating like mirror flowers and water moons.

But the second move of the proud young man also showed up. The broken sword light condensed in the sky and turned into a red and blue sword. When there were mountains in front of him, he would be cut by this knife.

A trace of dignity flashed in the eyes of Zuo Shanmei, but he didn't mean to dodge halfway, and he still killed with a sword.

The sound of the sword roared, striking the world, and the frost-thundering sword light broke through again.

The sword was broken, but Zuo Shanmei went back to practice,

This proud young man's cultivation is higher than that of Zuo Shanmei. It is the seventh limit of Zhenwu Realm, which is close to the eighth level of Zhenwu Realm. He has also practiced the skill of the best in heaven. However, under repeated battles, Zuo Shanmei also found that this person's physical training would not be inferior to himself.

A strong enemy!

It's hard to beat each other.

Suddenly, Chen Zong discovered that Zuo Shanmei's breath changed in an instant.

This is a very mysterious change, as if the icy breath of Zuo Shanmei was condensed in an instant, and it increased on the original basis.

Immediately, Chen Zong saw Zuo Shanmei's red lips moving slightly.

"Mysterious sword...point the star!"

The slight voice fell, and an extremely condensed breath with strong vertical and horizontal real power was instantly poured into the snow-white long sword in his hand. It seemed that a faint light flashed through and condensed at the tip of the sword.

Stabbed with a sword!

Chen Zong has never seen this sword before, and has never heard of it before. It is far apart, but it makes Chen Zong feel a creepy feeling in the moment. It seems that he has tried his best and cannot resist the slightest bit. Under this sword was punctured and defeated.

Although the proud young man was much stronger than Chen Zong, he faced Zuo Shanmei's sword with greater pressure. His pupils contracted like needles, and his heart was horrified.

The dreadful sword made his scalp numb and seemed to be killed.

In an instant, the proud young man exploded all his strength, and the two swords danced into one, even the wind could not blow in.

A bit of cold light broke into the sky, and the blade of the wall was condensed, and then broken like a mirror. The proud young man flew out, and a blood drop ran across the air, flashing a bright red gloss under the sun, which was shocking.