Sword God

Be confident and write a pretty face.

Chen Zong couldn't help but be speechless. Does he look weak?

Could it be that the few battles of Fang Cai are not enough for people to see their sword skills?

The only explanation is that this woman's swordsmanship is good, but not high enough, so she can't see the mystery.

"You come out with a sword." Looking at Qin Yi's face, Chen Zong didn't want to make this woman too embarrassed, so she said, but it fell in Lin Fu's ears, but she looked like she looked down on her.

Angrily, Lin Fu wielded a sword, and the turquoise sword light rippled heavily, as if cast by jasper, and immediately looted.

This is a sword technique inspired by the true power of Jasper Jasper.

Under the Profound Realm, Chen Zong can clearly feel the flaws contained in the opponent's sword. There are nine places. If he is willing, he can easily break the opponent's sword and defeat it.

But Chen Zong did not immediately break it, but waved his sword to resist.

Lin Fu immediately changed his moves, a set of jade-cutting swordsmanship started, a sharp blue green sword light broke through, each sword could cut gold and jade, and numerous blue green sword marks remained in the air. If weave a net to cover Chen Zong, there is no way to dodge it.

Chen Zong stood still and stood still, but he waved his sword with one hand, and he resisted all the sword light that he had slain, and the woven net also collapsed.

Lin Fu did his best to use his sword skills, without half reserve, but found that he was still unable to break through the opponent's defense, so he was anxious.

"Okay." As Chen Zong's words sounded, a sharp and overbearing sword light burst into the air, and immediately gave him a feeling of unavoidable and irresistible. His eyes were filled with that sword light, as if That is the whole world.

Qin Yi stunned slightly, and immediately smiled bitterly.

"It turned out that I looked away." Qin Yi was a little embarrassed. He wasn't Lin Fu. The sword realm was up to the first level of body and sword united spirit martial realm. Naturally, it was not comparable to the one realm. The inheritance of the heritage and the guidance of the strong, its eyesight is not comparable to ordinary martial arts.

Lin Fu couldn't see the depth of Chen Zong's swordsmanship, but he could see it. Of course, Qin Yi couldn't fully see the level of Chen Zong's swordsmanship. He could only be sure that he would not be inferior to himself.

I still had the idea of ​​pointing the opponent's swordsmanship before, and I was ashamed to think about it.

At the same time, I also saw that Chen Zong gave Lin Fu several tricks before he defeated it. I expected that the other party was looking at his face, not letting Lin Fu lose so ugly. I was grateful.

Far away, Qin Yi saluted Chen Zong. Chen Zong saw it and returned a salute. Both parties knew what the other meant.

Lin Fu was ashamed. She was not stupid. She only underestimated Chen Zong at the beginning, and now she was awake.

"Let me come to meet you." At the same time when Yin's laughter sounded, a black shadow flew up and landed on the ring. Chen Zong's eyes condensed, and a gleam of cold light appeared.

This person was a disciple of Wan Luozong, and it was the person who took away some valuable treasures of his mustard bag and made irony after the Tianyun Secret Realm was closed.

"You've done your best, now it's time to go down." The person's eyes flashed with a dark luster, grinning, grabbed a short sword, and flew towards Chen Zong like a shadow, and a sword was ruthlessly from the side. Assassination.

"The grudges of the day can just be counted today." Chen Zong's indifferent voice followed.

The humiliation of the day was the humiliation of Zongmen, and it was also his own humiliation, but the strength was not strong enough, and the inability to resist could only be forgiven for a while.

Now here, a disciple of Wan Luozong still dares to be so arrogant. Chen Zong is not the kind of person who is beaten and smiles to meet him. When he can’t avenge himself, he will be forbearing, wait for the opportunity, when he can get revenge, then There is no need to be forbearing and be happy.

The short sword was assassinated from the side of the dead end, but Chen Zong ignored it directly, but killed it with a sword, faster and more fierce and fierce, merciless, fierce and terrible killing, which immediately made the disciples of Wan Luozong chill.

He didn't dare to fight Chen Zong with his life, immediately withdrew his sword and then quickly swayed it. The short sword was spinning at the speed of his hand, cutting everything like a sword wheel, trying to resist the sword that Chen Zong assassinated.

Facing the bully, the long sword shuddered gently, and the melodious sound of the sword seemed to come from the sky. At first, it was weak, and it quickly became strong, as if the impact of the vast sky, making people feel dizzy.

Under a sword, it looked like heaven and earth, directly smashing the sword wheel of the disciple of Wan Luozong, and it was like a bamboo shoot to the door.

With a bang, the disciple of Wanluozong was blown away by Chen Zongyi's sword, and turned into a black smoke. The real body appeared a few meters away, and his face was white and cold and sweating. Only then did the sword make himself difficult. The feeling of resistance, and contains an amazing killing opportunity, if you are hit, you will also be hit hard if you are not dead.

"Qian Luo body!" With a low drink, there were countless black smoke rushing out of the body between the shaking of the disciple of Wan Luozong, quickly spreading out, blinking, and then flooding the entire circular ring, condensing out of the air The figure is indistinguishable from true to false, with the same breath.

Although there are less than a thousand, there are dozens of them, each of them exudes cold and fierce breath fluctuations, quickly moving, interleaved, and turned into dozens of black lights around Chen Zong's body and launched an attack.

Standing in the center of the circular ring, Chen Zong is under attack from all directions, catching all the fluctuations of the other side.

A sword was killed, but a black shadow was smashed into black smoke, and then re-condensed in the distance.

"Hey, hey, you can't find me, and you can't deal with me. Feel the power of Qian Luo's body." The disciples of Wan Luozong yelled with laughter, as if dozens of people spoke at the same time, and the sound fluctuated and merged into Stress, disturbing the mind like a magic sound.

Qianluo body is part of Wanluozong Wanluo body, once trained, there will be amazing mystery.

After several trials of the sword, Chen Zong grasped some of the mysterious myths of the opponent's body, one is the real body, the others are all fake, but it is difficult to distinguish, and the fake figure will break apart after being hit, and Will reunite.

But this method is effective for others, not necessarily for Chen Zong.

His eyes closed, and Chen Zong carefully sensed by the floating dust around him.

The breath of the real body and the fake body fluctuate the same, but the floating of the dust caused is different.

After a few breaths, Chen Zong distinguished the real body from the fake body, but remained silent, still killing a fake body with a sword, but next to the fake body was the real body.

Suddenly, the moment the sword was about to hit the fake body, suddenly changed its trajectory and directly killed the real body.

This sword brought together all the strength of Chen Zongzhen's martial arts in the early period.

The unsworded long sword was directly beheaded on the disciple of Wan Luozong, and he was caught off guard, unprepared, and a terrible force erupted into the body, causing violent damage, and the whole person flew out, rushing in The protective force at the edge of the ring spit out blood.

On the floor, blood hung on the corners of his mouth, his expression was weak, and he stood with his sword in his hand and stood up. He felt a sharp pain in his chest after taking a breath.

Knowing that he was not Chen Zong’s opponent, he feared that he would be more seriously injured, and he didn’t hesitate. The disciple of Wan Luozong immediately withdrew from the ring, causing Chen Zong to lose his chance of hitting the sword again.

"This matter won't be the case." Disciple Wan Luozong whispered outside the ring. His face was grim. Chen Zong just glanced at him lightly, and did not respond.

Because there is no need to respond, if you want to retaliate, then come.

Chen Zong was so powerful that he was shocked by a group of people, and he never came to power to challenge him for a while.

The preliminary match of Wushuangjiandou has been more than half of it, and it has entered the later stage, and most people have been defeated and eliminated.

"This son's sword realm, I'm afraid it's not just the first level of the spirit martial realm." Tianhong Patriarch's eyes flashed a hint of fineness, secretly thought.

Jinghong Jianzong is a sword cultivation sect, and each of its core disciples can be called a genius of swordsmanship. This is the case with Rao. Among the current core disciples of Jinghong Jianzong, swordsmanship has the highest attainment, but it has just broken The third level of Lingwu Realm.

Even the elders in human extremes are part of the third level of Lingwu Realm. Of course, they have been immersed for many years and are more advanced.

Only a few of the elders of the extreme realm of swordsmanship reached the third level of Zhaoxuan realm.

However, Tianhong's ancestors have already transcended the realm of Zhaoxuan, the unity of body and sword, and reached a higher level.

The superb swordsmanship realm made Tianhong’s ancestors more sharp, but Chen Zong did not fully show it, so it was impossible to see all of it for a while, but it is certain that it is not only as simple as the first level of the Lingwu Realm.

However, Tianhong's ancestors were not in a hurry. They are now only in the preliminary round and there are finals.

Long Jinghou watched without a word, and Chen Zong was also focusing on his observation.

As a strong Kendo, Long Jinghou's sword realm also surpassed the unity of body and sword.

As for the King of the Heavenly Profound Realm, the town king is a breeze. Whether it is the first level of the Lingwu Realm or the third level, it can't attract his attention.

The three realms of the transcendent realm, the gap between each realm is like a rift. Someone can become a strong man of extreme realm, but he can't step into the earth spirit realm after his entire life, and the difficulty of the heavenly realm is even greater.

The gap between Zhenwu Realm and Tianxuan Realm is even more indescribable.

There were fewer and fewer warriors on the sword post, and Chen Zong defeated the three challengers one after another, standing on the tenth ring.

"This person's swordsmanship is too clever, I am not sure, I can only challenge others." A disciple of Jinghong Jianzong frowned, and finally decided to give up the idea of ​​challenging Chen Zong.

The more early in the game, the more cautious the challenger.

Finally, all the challenges were over, and only ten people stood on the ten platforms. Without a doubt, they became the champions.

The first lord is Long Changyun, a direct descendant of the royal bloodline, the second lord is Qin Yi, a disciple of Xuanzhen Temple, and the third fighter is the disciple of Jinghong Sect. The number one lord is Wan Luozong's disciple Vientiane sword Li Shiyun, the number five lord is the royal bloodline of the royal family Dragon Dance Sword Dragon Dance, the sixth number lord is Jinghong sword sect disciple Tianhongjian Tangyan, the seventh number lord It is Li Qingliu, the core disciple of Changtian Sword Sect in Jinghong Mansion. The eighth lord is the descendant of the royal bloodline. The ninth lord is the fan of Jinghong sword sect Yang Fan, and the tenth lord is The vertical and horizontal Jianzong sword son Chen Zong.