Sword God

"Chen Zong, remember, don't commit again, otherwise, Baizhan City will not welcome you."

After that, the pseudo-supernatural path of the eight-star combat power left.

From this point, it can be seen that the requirements of the rules of the Battle City are very strict, and it is also fair that the Battle City is not biased because Xiahou is really the core disciple of the Paladin.

It’s not right for two people to fight and destroy the inn, but the main responsibility lies with the one who shot first.

After all, this is the world of the warrior. Someone starts first, and cannot always ask another person to be killed, and it is inevitable to fight back.

An inn is of great value, but it is nothing to Chen Zong. After the compensation was paid according to the price, Chen Zong found another inn to stay.

Continue to practice the change of mind, and briefly confront Xia Hou, Chen Zong is more familiar with the control of his new power, but there is still a gap between complete control.

It is a pity that if the pseudo-transcendent realm comes later, you can use Xiahouzhen's strength to hone yourself and fully grasp the power of the new fusion, and then you can better cultivate your mind and change it to the second change.

It's a pity.

However, Chen Zong was not immersed in it. There will always be tempering. According to Xia Houzhen's heart and others, he will definitely retaliate.

When Chen Zong was practicing, the matter of talent was discussed throughout the city. Xia Houzhen was expelled. This is not a trivial matter.

It can be said that to a certain extent, the face of the Paladin is lost, but such a thing will not involve the high level.

Not to mention how angry Xia Houzhen, who was expelled from the Battle of One Hundred Battles, lapsed in time, and the next day passed, and he reached the Battle of Hundred Battles at the level of the True Martial Realm.

When Chen Zong entered the battlefield, he was surprised to find that the battle seat was almost full of people.

"It's Chen Zong."

"Zong Zong Chen Zong is here."

"I didn't come the day before yesterday, I missed it."

Eyes fell on Chen Zong, exclaiming.

The reason why so many people came here was for Chen Zong.

Several pseudo-extraordinary elders upstairs in Hundred Battles smiled.

"This kind of grand event will only appear when it is a 70-80 streak."

"Although Chen Zong has caused us a little trouble, it is nothing compared to income."

A hundred battlefields can accommodate 40,000 to 50,000 people, usually about 10,000 people, that is to say, Lingbei's income today is several times higher than usual.

And it is certain that as long as Chen Zong continues to participate in the battle of the Hundred Battles, there will be more people watching the battle than usual, and the benefits will naturally be more.

Lingbei is a currency, you can buy the inferior spirit source, and the inferior spirit source can be exchanged for the inferior spirit source. These have a great effect on the transcendent realm. Naturally, the more the better.

In the limelight, Chen Zong stepped onto the waiting seat and sat down.

Everyone who was going to the war went to the waiting seat. When he saw Chen Zong, his heart shuddered involuntarily, especially when he saw Chen Zong shot that day.

Many people counted and found that they might face Chen Zong and could not help but smile bitterly.

At this time, Mo Sen came.

As soon as he stepped on the waiting table, Mo Sen's eyes fell on Chen Zong's body, his eyes were extremely bright, and there seemed to be a blade implied in it, to cut everything, as if to tear Chen Zong's body.

Mo Sen did not return long before he left Baizhan City. He heard all kinds of arguments as soon as he came back. He knew that he had missed a wonderful scene, and then he knew that Chen Zong's fighting power was so powerful.

Such strength makes Mosen excited.

Sensing Mo Sen's sharp eyes, Chen Zong looked back and smiled slightly.

This Mo Sen's combat strength is also very strong, but he doesn't know what level he has reached, but looking at him, he should already know the battle between himself and Lin Ziqi and even Xia Houzhen, which is still true, indicating his true combat strength Also reached the five-star level.

Perhaps this will be a good opponent, able to better sharpen his new power, and allow him to better cultivate his mind.

Soon, Chen Zong came on and defeated one opponent after another.

"Send someone else to stop him?" said a pseudo-transcendent realm at the top of Baizhan Building.

"There is no need."

"Yeah, with his combat power, if he wants to prevent him from winning, he must have at least five-star late combat power."

"We also have the five-star late-stage combat power, but we just..."

"Forget it for now, let him continue winning streak."

As a result, Chen Zong won a 40-game winning streak.

Then Mo Sen, Mo Sen also successfully won a forty winning streak, without being attacked by the battlefield, because the people of the battlefield can see Mo Sen's strength is not weak.

"The two did not match."

"It's a pity, I really want to see the duel."

"You and me, there will be a battle." Mo Sen walked past Chen Zong, leaving a word.

Chen Zong smiled slightly.

Time flies, day after day. In addition to going to the battlefield to participate in the battlefield battle, Chen Zong occasionally walks to Qianbao Building to see if he can find other third-order pseudo-artifacts, but unfortunately, No.

In addition, Chen Zong is practicing mental transformation and swordsmanship, etc., and will also be able to understand and understand Xiaozhengyi.

However, the realization of Xiaozhengyi is very slow. There is no chance that he wants to come up with a new Xiaozheng. It is too difficult, but he is more familiar with the three kinds of Xiaozheng currently mastered.

Fifty winning streak!

Sixty winning streak!

Whenever the battle stage at the level of the real martial arts began, the battle seats in the battlefield were almost full of people. They basically came to Chen Zong and Mo Sen.

The benefits brought to the Hundred Battles in just a few days are also amazing.

In a blink of an eye, Chen Zong won a 70-game winning streak in the battle of 100 battles, and Mo Sen also won a 70-game winning streak.

Mo Sen, who has won a 70-game winning streak, has shown more strength. That is the fighting power that has reached the peak of the four stars, but that is not the entire fighting power of Mo Sen.

Another day came, when Chen Zong stepped into the battlefield, a burst of cheers sounded, and they all came towards Chen Zong and Mo Sen.

"Seventy winning streak, will Chen Zong get an eighty winning streak today?"

"can."

After the fifty-game winning streak, in fact, the Hundred Battlefields have deliberately arranged for stronger warriors to snipe, but they were defeated due to insufficient combat power.

Chen Zong just stepped into the hundred battlefields, and soon Mo Mosen's back feet also stepped in. The two entered the waiting seat one after the other.

"The two came together."

"Haha, maybe today, there will be a battle between the two."

Soon, Chen Zong came on stage.

The first opponent's combat power is good, two stars, but compared to Chen Zong, it is too weak, defeated by a sword.

The second opponent's combat power is also two-star, or defeated by Chen Zongyijian.

The third opponent!

The fourth opponent!

All defeated.

On the waiting seat, Mosen grabbed a long black sword, shaped like a cold sword, emptied from the sky, and landed on the battle platform, a hundred meters away from Chen Zong.

"Mosen's turn."

"Is the two finally going to fight?"

Suddenly, one by one excited, excited.

From the beginning, many people have been discussing the strength and weakness between Chen Zong and Sen Luo Dao Mo Sen. Most people thought that Mo Sen was stronger, but after Chen Zongzhan showed amazing fighting power, One-sided, almost think that Chen Zong is stronger.

Following this, Mo Sen slowly revealed strong strength, like a bottomless hole, and the strength between the two fell into various speculations.

So far, the two have finally faced each other, after which, the outcome is clear, the difference is strong.

"You are a good opponent." Mo Sen took the initiative to speak with a cold voice.

"I hope you are also a good opponent." Chen Zong smiled slightly.

Up to now, Mo Sen’s strength is not clear, but it is definitely a five-star, and according to the confident attitude of the other party, it must have reached the level of the five-star later stage, it may be stronger.

But it is estimated that it will not exceed the five-star limit.

Today, Chen Zong has gone through battles again and again, and has successfully mastered the strength of the fusion of Sicheng's physique and the strength of Sicheng's vertical and horizontal forces, and has begun to step into the fusion of 50% of the power.

In every battle, although Chen Zong basically defeated his opponent with one sword, he was not without gains. He tried his best to achieve the maximum effect with the least force.

The black long knife pointed directly at Chen Zong, the blade trembling slightly, and a contending voice blew away, whispering like a prison in the dark forest, when people heard it, there was no reason to feel a chill came out of the heart.

The sensuous sword was black and dark, gradually spreading away from the long black sword, as if the smoke was endless, the cold emanating from it was more intense.

There was no wind, but Mo Sen's long black hair danced with it, and the black robe on his body grumbled, and the cold and sharp breath fluctuated, and then exploded from Mo Sen's body, as the storm raged, and the ring at the foot The stone slab cut out tiny scratches.

This gesture is that everyone has never seen it before, which shows Mo Sen's attention to Chen Zong.

The breath is rising and getting stronger and stronger, and the breath from the body is getting stronger and stronger, like an invisible knife, cutting all the sides, the scratches on the stone board are getting clearer, and the surrounding air is also cut one after another open.

A series of roars came from Mo Sen's body, like thunder and roar like a beast roar, and it seemed that the tide was surging and roaring.

"Are you opening the seal?"

Upstairs in a hundred battles, a few pseudo-transcendent realm eyes revealed secretly, secretly said.

As far as they know, in addition to inheriting the Youseng Sword, the heirs of that family will also inherit a technique of self-sealing, sealing up their own strength, so as to sharpen their own effect, only When a strong enemy is encountered, the seal will be unlocked, so that the strength and the strong enemy are at the same level, and the strong enemy will be defeated by the knife method.

Now Mo Sen seems to be doing such a thing.

Chen Zong didn't move, his eyes narrowed and gazed at Mo Sen. He felt that Mo Sen's breath kept rising and became more and more arrogant, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Compared with Lin Ziqi, Mo Sen's breath is stronger and continues to improve. He has reached the five-star level, but he has not stopped, but continues to improve, reaching the level of Lin Ziqi's thunder king change, and then reaching Lin Ziqi. Shi Zhanlei Wang's second level of change.

Five-star midterm!

Five-star late!

When Mo Sen's breath rose to the five-star stage, it stabilized, and the long hair and robe fluttering and dancing also fell into silence. Only the long knife trembles, and the contention grows stronger.