Sword God

The night is quiet and the stars are bright.

The black ascending tower looks like a black giant, standing under the sky above the earth and sleeping.

Suddenly, a wall of light on the tenth floor of the Ascension Tower flashed a burst of light. The light was more obvious in the night, but it was not strong, and no one noticed it for a while.

After all, the annual opening of the Ascension Tower has passed. The people who came for the Ascension Tower have long since left, and the rest will not pay more attention to the Ascension Tower, only to wait until the opening of the tower next year.

Therefore, the light shining on one wall of the tenth floor of the Ascension Tower did not attract the attention of others.

"This is..." Chen Zong was a little dazed, looking at the figure in front of him and feeling the strong breath from that figure.

This does not seem to be the first floor.

With that, the figure rushed like lightning, and there seemed to be countless afterimages around the body shaking, and the black long sword pointed directly at Chen Zong, and the amazing air machine locked Chen Zong away, the sword body trembling, With the figure shaking out countless afterimages.

Stepping into the three-meter range, all afterimages converge, and the wind and thunder sway, such as a meteorite sinking, releasing the most violent blow, destroying the mountains and destroying the mountains.

Chen Zong struck out a sword, no collision sounded, between the understatements, he directly defeated the opponent's sword, and then also his body.

"It even went directly to the tenth floor." Chen Zong murmured to himself: "Alright, save time in front of the tower."

This time, Chen Zong no longer needs to refine himself, coupled with the increase in combat power, the strength is stronger, and he wields his sword and directly defeats the two figures. Then, another sword defeats the four figures.

Almost at the moment when the figure condensed, Chen Zong slashed out the sword, slashed the strongest sword with the least force, and directly defeated, without giving the opponent the slightest opportunity, or wait for the other party to show the strongest sword , If the sword is made by itself, the consumption will be greater.

The body has never moved, and as much as possible to preserve his own strength, Chen Zong always has a feeling that this tenth floor seems not as simple as the previous nine.

Cut down!

The sword light passed by like a moon, and the sixteen figures had just condensed, and they had been hit by a powerful blow before they were released.

This is the absolute gap in combat power.

Thirty-two figures were also directly cut off by Chen Zong's double swords, followed by sixty-four figures.

Chen Zong's two swords came out together, chopping off the sword-like sword light, and flew around all of a sudden, and all the sixty-four figures were defeated.

Compared with before, obviously calmly.

After the second change of mind, it is completely different.

The six-star initial combat power was upgraded to the six-star mid-term, which was a very big leap.

Seeing that all the sixty-four figures were defeated and disappeared, Chen Zong's own power did not consume much, about 30%, and 70% remained.

"In less than half a year, you will be able to ascend to this point, and I will give you a piece of order to enter the tower without wasting it." The light and fluttering voice seemed to be bright and moving, as if it sounded on the endless wilderness under the blue sky, at first it was like the wind blowing. It became like a gust of wind.

Chen Zong was horrified. He didn't know where the sound came from. He looked around quickly, but there was nothing.

"I am here."

When the sound rang again, as if in the ear, Chen Zong saw a figure appearing out of thin air before his eyes.

Wearing a purple robe with his hands on his back to Chen Zong, his feet lightly stepped on the floor of the tenth floor of the Dengtian Tower. His figure was light, as if he was going to fly by the wind.

The figure was right in front of him, but it gave Chen Zong a sense of infinity, as if space and time were emphasized at intervals.

Like a flower in the mirror like a moon in water.

"Dare to ask who is the senior?" Chen Zong said.

"I am me." The figure of the purple robe chuckled lightly, turning around immediately, as if it were ancient, and it was like a flash.

When he turned to face Chen Zong, it seemed that he had come here through thousands of time and space.

This person seems to be in his thirties, gentle and elegant, like a great Confucian, his eyes are very deep, as deep as a universe void, if there are thousands of stars bred in it.

Like a god.

"Defeat me." The hands of the middle-aged man put down, and between the rays of light, they turned into a long sword.

Chen Zong wondered, although it is not clear who this person is or how strong this person is, but is it possible to defeat the other party?

Chen Zong didn't grasp it at all. The breath like the universe's void in the other party made him irresistible.

"Relax." Zipao smiled slightly, his breath quickly restrained, and then a sword was drawn.

The purple sword awn breaks through the air, rushing by like a wind.

Chen Zong hurriedly drew his sword, struck out, and between collisions, Chen Zong felt that the opponent's strength was similar to his own and was at the same level.

In this way, Chen Zong decided in his heart that the other party meant to fight against himself with the same fighting strength.

Stepping out, the light shines underneath, the whole person is suddenly swallowed by the psychedelic light, and in the blink of an eye appears strangely on the side of the purple robe. To the end, each sword looked sideways, arrogant.

Zipao people's eyes shone slightly, and they saw all the mysteries of Chen Zong.

Immediately, a sword was drawn out. The ordinary sword was just a sweeping sword in the basic swordsmanship, but it seemed to sweep across thousands of horses and horses, resisting hundreds of swords of Chen Zong.

Another sword stabbed, it was the sword of basic swordsmanship, one sword pierced straight to Chen Zong, surrounded by countless breath, made Chen Zong horrified, but the sword of basic swordsmanship, but with a kind of ghost and spirit easy There is nothing to stop the terror.

Chen Zong quickly lifted his sword to block it, and the violent force burst out, directly causing Chen Zong's arms to tremble, and the whole person flew out, as if being continuously promoted by an incompetent force.

The Zipao man once again produced a sword, which was still a sword move in the basic swordsmanship. One sword fell, a seemingly indifferent sword, but with the horror of cutting through all things, Chen Zong's face changed suddenly, but he found himself There is no way to dodge it. The sword fell, as if the whole sky was crushed down.

What a trend this is.

Can not dodge, it can only resist.

Chen Zong not only had to resist, but also to break it.

Heaven and earth!

The two swords are broken, and the cross sword lights of different colors seem to be compressed by the blazing sun and the moon, which gathers amazing power, reflected in the tenth floor of the Ascension Tower, as if dividing the Ascension Tower into four.

The cross sword light broke through the sky, facing the sword cut by the purple robe. Whether this move can resist the sword cut of the other party, Chen Zong was puzzled.

Although the Zipao people suppressed their combat power to the same level as themselves, their swordsmanship was higher than their own. Under the terrifying momentum, the basic swordsmanship became very amazing.

Or, it can no longer be called basic swordsmanship, but a more clever force, a force beyond Chen Zong's current state.

Zipao's face was plain, and a sword fell, directly smashing the cross sword light of the heaven and earth, and the sword's strength remained unchanged, so that Chen Zong had a feeling of being cut off.

Sword again, the world is vertical and horizontal.

The sword force was urged, and three consecutive moves were made before the sword was defeated.

"Good." Zipao said softly: "But with this degree, it's not enough."

With that said, the Zipao people once again struck out a sword, which is still a very simple sword, but it contains an incomparable momentum, extremely sharp, following a reasonable and seemingly simple trajectory between heaven and earth, But it is extremely mysterious.

Chen Zong showed the extreme skill of the vertical and horizontal swordsmanship, with the unique tricks of the heaven and the earth, but he couldn’t help the Zipao people. On the contrary, every sword of the Zipao people made Chen Zong tired of coping with it, and had to exhibit nine turns and thousand times dodge.

The Zipao people once again stabbed with a sword, the sword body was smooth and straight, as if carrying an invisible mountain, even if it was hit by a hurricane, there would be no slight deviation.

A very simple sword, the sword body can be clearly seen, and the trajectory of the sword can also be clearly captured, but Chen Zong's pupils are dilated and creepy.

This sword is more terrible than any previous sword. Not only does it make it difficult for you to move, but even your thinking is suppressed, it seems to be frozen.

Chen Zong wanted to perform nine rounds and one thousand dodges, but found that he was really imprisoned, under this sword.

Unable to evade or confront, I could only watch the sword assassinate. The terror contained in it seemed to smash myself.

Such opponents, even if they are not as powerful as themselves, are difficult to fight against themselves.

beat?

Talk about!

Under such circumstances, be desperate.

But Chen Zong did not despair, but instead opened his eyes as wide as possible, staring at the sword that had come.

That sword is very slow, like a snail crawling, so that Chen Zong can see clearly, but can't help it.

Chen Zongneng could feel that if he could not get rid of or resist, his soul and his body would be broken and annihilated under this sword, and completely disappeared between heaven and earth.

But what can we do to resist or get rid of it?

Can it be done with his own strength now?

Even if the mind is changed into the third change, I am afraid that I can't fight this sword.

So, how to break the game?

Where is the breaking point?

momentum!

That's right, it is that kind of momentum, that amazing and indescribable momentum that makes every sword of the Zipao people terrifying.

That momentum is closely related to the sword.

Related to the sword!

Is it the sword realm?

His own swordsmanship has reached the perfect state of body and sword unity, but it is too difficult to break through to the next level.

Under normal circumstances, only the extraordinary realm can achieve this step, even the Xuan Jianzong is just a complete realm of body and sword earlier than himself, and half a step into the next realm.

The mystery of the realm is wonderful.

Suddenly, as if something was broken, the mysterious sword tip deep in the brain shook gently, releasing a silver divine light and permeating the whole sea.

"The world is powerful, the rising sun and the falling moon are the potential, and the flowers and flowers are also the same. Therefore, the trend is always there. Between the world and the earth, ordinary people cannot find..."

Suddenly, a vigorous and powerful voice sounded, as if ringing in the ear, as if coming from a distant world, vast and ethereal, with an ancient charm.

"The old man seeks martial arts, enlightens the Tao..."

"People have a sword, its sword is sharp, its meaning is mysterious, the pole of the sword, it can lead the world, it is the great sword