Sword God

"Congratulations to the tenth straight victory on the 30th."

Upstairs in Hundred Battles, a loud voice rang out into everyone's ears, causing a burst of cheering, but the cheering was not strong, because the ten-game winning streak on the Hundred Battles was too common.

"Please tell your title and name on the 30th." Another voice rang from the Baizhan Building, and everyone raised their ears.

Only after winning a ten-game winning streak can you qualify to announce your title and name, and let the tens of thousands of people present remember it. It seems like an honor.

Say your name and title!

The name is there, as for the title, it is not there now.

"Zhongjian... Chen Zong!" After three breaths, Chen Zong said his title and name.

Despite being removed from the Zongjian Sword Sect, that was not the original intention of the Zongjian Sword Sect, but it was because of the oppression of some circumstances. Think of yourself as a disciple of Jianzong Zongzong.

Now that you have come to this outer realm, you will have the reputation of Jianzong Sect.

"Zhongjian, sounds very mad."

"There is an indescribable overbearing."

"mad!"

Hearing Chen Zong self-reported the title, one by one surprised.

"Longitudinal sword." Mosen groaned, and the smile on Gu Zhongyuan's face was even worse.

After Chen Zong won a ten-game winning streak, today's battle is over.

"Crossword Sword Chen Zong, will you receive a ten-game winning streak, or will you continue to challenge in the future?" asked the Baizhanlou man.

"Continue to challenge." Chen Zong did not hesitate half a thousand times, and Chen Zong didn't look down on him at all. Such a choice was also expected by everyone.

The figure leapt slightly, left the battle of 100 battles, and landed in an auditorium. Chen Zong was ready to continue watching.

Chen Zong's ten-game winning streak was like throwing a stone into the water and splashing water splashes and ripples. It quickly became calm and new challenges continued.

"Forty-fourth two-game winning streak, Mosen on the forty-sixth."

"Mosen is finally playing."

"I don't know how strong he is."

"Sen Luo Dao Mo Sen, he must be able to achieve a 20-game winning streak."

"Not necessarily, there is an ancient bell garden."

There was a lot of discussion, and many people were excited, and the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became more heated.

Amidst all the attention, Mosen jumped across the sky like a bat, and at the same time reached out a hand, a narrow and long black knife on the weapon rack turned into a streamer flying out.

When Mosen's feet fell on the battle platform, the long and narrow black sword also flew at the same time, falling into Mosen's right hand.

The moment the sword started, Mo Sen's breath became more and more chilly, as the invisible wave swept away, covering the entire battle platform, and also covering the number 44 on the ring.

The original two-game winning streak on the forty-fourth was the moment when the spirit was strong, swept by the breath of Mo Sen, and trembling involuntarily. There was a feeling of falling into the hell. In this state, the strength cannot be fully exerted at all, and it is very good to be able to exert seven achievements.

Clenching the roots of the teeth, forcibly raising a true power, between the rush to show the strongest knife to Mo Sen, the huge shadow of the blade, if it can cut through the mountains.

Break the mountain!

Such a tyrannical knife, Mo Sen was unmoved, his face did not change at all, but when the huge reflection fell, the narrow black knife in his hand waved, the black knife awn cut through the sky, and the huge knife shadow was in a moment Broken, the black sword was still on the opponent's body, and it flew out of the ring. There was a knife wound on the chest, and the blood was shocking.

"I knew it would be like this."

"Mosen is too strong."

Chen Zongwei nodded undetectably, and he couldn't see the real combat power of Mo Sen from this knife alone, but he could also see some clues.

Three-star combat power!

Among the many warriors, the three-star combat strength is indeed very strong, of course, and those top geniuses can not be compared.

But I don't know why, Chen Zong always thinks this Mo Sen is very mysterious.

After defeating each other with a knife, Mosen scored a winning streak, and soon a second person came to the challenge, and then Mosen defeated him with a knife.

The Challenge of the Battle of Hundred Battles is arranged by the Battle of Hundred Battles, so that there will be no situation where no one will dare to challenge because the Lord is too strong, which is a waste of time.

Arranged by Baizhanlou to play, regardless of the opponent, either play or admit defeat.

Soon, Mosen had won five straight victories, and he always had a knife. The cold sword had a kind of domineering. No one could resist it. Every one was injured. It can also be seen from this point, Mosen Not a kind generation.

"Forty-sixth Sen Luo Dao Mosen five consecutive victories, the ancient bell garden on the 51st came on."

As the voice fell, it seemed that countless stones were thrown into the lake, splashing innumerable water splashes, swaying heavily, and rolling away.

"The Ancient Bell Garden is coming."

"wonderful."

Mo Sen had won ten straight wins before, while Gu Zhongyuan had won twenty straight wins. Both of them are quite similar in strength. Now they have to be on the same stage and have to be exciting.

Such a battle is more attractive than the usual battle.

It must be more intense.

For the first time Mo Sen's indifferent face appeared other looks, slightly surprised, but soon returned to calm.

Gu Zhongyuan held a bronze long stick with arm thickness in one hand and pinched a bead chain on his neck in one hand. After jumping up to a height of hundreds of meters, he fell like a meteorite, with amazing momentum and heavy bombardment On the battlefield.

With a loud bang, the battle of the battles was endless. The cracks in the ancient bell garden's feet broke out and quickly spread out. The smoke was filled, making the ancient bell garden seem to return from the killing field.

"The title of Gu Zhongyuan is a meteorite stick. I don't know who is stronger or weaker between him and Sen Luo Dao Mo Sen?"

"You know it after the battle."

Chen Zong's gaze swept away on the ancient bell garden, and the scene was indeed very powerful. It is estimated that the ancient bell garden's combat power also reached the three-star level.

Perhaps the fighting power between Gu Zhongyuan and Mo Sen is similar, it will be a fierce battle.

The two were separated by tens of meters and regarded each other as a strong enemy. The arrogant breath spewed out of the body instantly, and the roaring sound was continuous.

Mo Sen's breath was as cold as hell, and it spread out, making everyone on the battle seats feel cold as if a cold wind blew through.

The atmosphere of the ancient bell garden is different from Mosen. There is a kind of calmness and heavyness, and it also implies domineering. It looks like copper and iron mountains. It exudes an amazing sense of power and spreads away. It suddenly makes the people on the battle seat feel depressed. The body is suppressed by invisible mountains, and even breathing becomes difficult.

"What a terrible momentum!"

The people on the battle stage are basically the ordinary real martial arts, some are still practicing the realm, where can they withstand such an impulsive impact, fortunately they are far away, if they are in the ring, it is estimated that they can’t even do it. To.

But there are also a small number of martial arts who are not affected, and their combat power exceeds the ordinary real martial arts.

"I've long wanted to teach Seng Luo knife." Gu Zhongyuan smiled, the copper rod waved, and brought a strong roar, and the invisible wind came out: "Come on."

"As you wish!" Mo Sen's voice was low, like a cold wind blowing, the narrow and long black sword waved out, the dark and dark black sword broke through the sky, and silently killed the ancient bell garden.

"Appeared, Senrow's amazing technique."

"Come well." Gu Zhongyuan was not surprised and disappointed, the breath was shocked, the copper rod swept like a storm, rolled up with amazing power and bombarded.

The dark and deep swords lighted through the sky and continued to beheaded, densely covering the entire battlefield. Every sword seemed to have spirituality, wandering around and going to the ancient bell garden.

"It's an exquisite sword technique." Chen Zong secretly said, a little surprised. With Chen Zong's martial arts attainments now, he can naturally see some clues. This kind of sword technique is more than the original Zongzong sword style. A lot more subtle, from this point also shows that Mo Sen's origin is not simple.

"That is……"

"You Sen Deng Luo Dao!"

"It's from that family."

Several pseudo-transcendent realms upstairs in Baizhan were startled, and then their eyes widened, surprised.

"You Sen Deng Luo Dao is the inheritance martial arts of that family, it is impossible for outsiders to practice. There is no doubt that Mo Sen is the person of that family."

"If Mo Sen is really a member of that family, the fighting power should be more than that."

"Don't forget, the family's style of acting."

"Seal, yes."

As the pseudo-transcendent realms of several battle towers fought, the battles on the battle platform became more intense.

Faced with Mo Sen's countless black and deep blades, Gu Zhongyuan brandished a bronze rod around his body to form a bronze circle, like a copper ball, resisting all blades, letting the blade sways, splashing out Countless sparks.

Gu Zhongyuan is very good at defense. When all the swords and slashes are defended, Gu Zhongyuan jumps suddenly and goes straight to tens of meters above the sky. The dancing brass stick is suddenly raised, raised high, and bombarded fiercely. .

The rumbling and violent sound exploded, rolling like a thunderous storm, and the huge shadow of a copper rod was like a mountain sinking down.

The name of the meteorite stick is derived from this.

Some martial arts titles are given by others and recognized by the public, but some martial arts titles are taken by themselves, because some martial arts are worried that others do not like their titles.

Like Chen Zong, he didn't think of any title at first, but was asked, and considering the Zongzong Sect, he simply gave himself a Zongjian sword as his title.

The title is a kind of representative, and it is often related to the characteristics of the warrior itself. It is either a look, or something good at, or a fighting style, etc.

The ancient bell garden was bombarded with a stick, as if the Tianzhu fell, and the power was extremely violent, and the entire battle platform seemed to be broken and collapsed.

Mo Sen raised his head, his eyes seemed to be filled with black awns, and between the long swords waving, countless black and dark swords slashed out from the air, densely packed like a heavy rain and rolled, like a long river running like a sea.

Under the shadow of a mountain stick, the sword lights are broken one after another, but more sword lights are killed, fierce.

I don’t know when, Mo Sen on the battlefield suddenly disappeared, and at the next breath, he crossed the mountain stick shadow and appeared in front of the ancient bell garden.