Sword God

Yan Wujing!

There is nothing around, filled with indescribable mystery.

Chen Zong stands in it, the Diyin sword is in the sheath, the Tianyang sword is held in the right hand, and the sword body falls naturally under the diagonal fingers.

Close your eyes and think.

The mysterious mystery that pervades the territory of Yanwu will make people concentrate better, make people clear in their minds, and increase their savvy. The problems that were difficult to understand in the past will also become simple.

The reason why it cost 3,000 ancestors to comprehend in this martial arts area is Chen Zong's belief that there is still a great potential to be tapped.

Perhaps, slow enlightenment is also possible, but time is limited. Since there is a cultivation holy place like Yanwujing, and you have the merits you can use, if you don’t grasp it, it is always a regret.

Holding a new Tianyang sword, Chen Zong suddenly waved.

The true meaning of sword power!

The true meaning of sword speed!

The true meaning of Jianfeng!

The true meaning of Jian Rui!

The true meaning of sword power!

Five kinds of small real intentions poured into the Tianyang Sword in an instant, but they did not use the Void Sword Power.

The jade-white sword light seemed to split the Yanwu Realm, leaving a sword mark emitting a hazy halo, which slowly dissipated after a while.

Sword again!

The third sword!

Chen Zong made swords again and again, and jade-white sword lights spread across the perimeter, as if cutting the space of performing martial arts into pieces.

Suddenly close the sword, the jade white sword light around dissipated.

Closing his eyes again, countless thoughts flashed in Chen Zong's mind, and the martial arts environment around him was constantly changing, as if fluctuating with Chen Zong's thoughts.

"The true meaning of the sword is composed of five small true meanings, each of which represents a characteristic of the sword."

"Cangyu's move is integrated with five small intentions, each of which is in balance."

"What if we focus on one of the small real meanings and let the other four small real meanings be auxiliary?"

Sudden thoughts, like the tide, came surging and endless, making Chen Zong unable to stop this kind of thought at all.

Cangyu's move, Chen Zong first continued to understand, and finally the breakthrough was completed under the pressure of strong enemies, and then it was perfected and could not be modified easily.

But at this moment, the flash of inspiration appeared like a tsunami, and the constant impact made Chen Zong unable to himself.

An impulse that came from the heart and from the depths of the soul made Chen Zong unable to do it.

Modify Cangyu!

Focus on one of the small intentions and let the other four small intentions become auxiliary, which will undoubtedly break the balance between the small intentions.

But Chen Zong still has to do it, and he has no backfire.

This is the pursuit of one's own way.

With a firm heart, Chen Zong exhaled, and his eyes opened in an instant, a glance of fine awns passing by like a sword, as if cutting the front.

Sword!

The Tianyang sword cuts forward, and the true meaning of the sword edge that penetrates into it is twice as strong as other small true meanings.

The jade-white sword light hadn't broken yet, but it suddenly shivered and collapsed. Chen Zong's arm was also shivered. He was repulsed by powerful force, his face turned white, and he felt his head was like a sword.

After taking a short break, Chen Zong adjusted again and made a sword.

To break the balance between the five small real intentions, you need to find another balance in it, so as to ensure that it will not collapse.

Tried again and again, failed again and again and again, but Chen Zong never gave up.

After more than ten consecutive failures, Chen Zong was pale and scary, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth. It was a confident smile.

Get ready!

Sword!

Sword cut!

The jade-white Jianguang was killed by breaking through the sky, as if a sword would split the Yanwu Realm directly into two.

This sword light is different from the previous one. The original sword light was a circular shape with thin fingers, but now this sword light seems to be squashed, thin and thin, like a sword front.

With the true meaning of Jianfeng as the main, and the small true meanings of the four swords as supplements, the new Cangyu is exhibited.

There is no suitable target to verify, but Chen Zong is very clear that this sword Cangyu is stronger than the original Cangyu.

...

The blade of light fell like a waterfall, and it was so powerful that it destroyed the world.

As Chen Zong raised his head, a sword waved upwards, and the sword light, like the aurora, penetrated the sun and the moon, tearing the sky waterfall knife light.

The symphony of swords and swords, countless sounds sway in all directions, covering thousands of square meters.

The two figures cross each other in countless swords and swords, and then fall apart.

"Senior Brother, you are stronger." Yu Zhengxiao closed his knife and sheathed, with a bit of emotion.

Previously, Chen Zong and his own strength were still between Bozhong, but now, they have surpassed themselves.

Chen Zong was not humble. Since his cultivation practice reached the late nine-star stage, his combat power reached the second pole level, surpassing Yu Zhengxiao. The peak of the level, coupled with the advancement of swordsmanship, even though the combat power has not reached the third pole, it is still very strong among the second pole.

Naturally, Yu Zhengxiao's strength did not stop at the same place, but he still did not really break through to the second pole, but was infinitely close.

"In another three months, it's Zongmen Dabi. Judging from your progress, you should be able to get a good ranking in Zongmen Dabi." Yu Zhengxiao said again: "There is great hope to step on Enter the top three and compete for the first."

"First, is it difficult?" Chen Zong asked back.

Your current strength is already the strongest under the secret disciples of Cangyu Mountain. The situation of the other few mountains is not much different from that of Cangyu Mountain. So according to your own strength, it should not be difficult to win the top three.

But in the first place, it is estimated that there will be a lot of competition. However, according to his own entry, when his ancestor begins, his strength should be able to reach the third pole.

Can't the strength of the third pole win the first?

"Taiyuan Seven Mountains, Zhenyuan Mountain, which had always been the line of the suzerain, is the strongest, but in the past it was also stronger than the other six mountains. Its strength reached the third pole three months ago." Yu Zhengxiao said solemnly: "With the resources of Zhenyuan Mountain for another six months, Fang Xingchen's strength will be stronger. I heard that Fang Xingchen once said After winning the Zongmen Dabi core first, we must embark on the road of invincible guru."

After hearing this, Chen Zong's face flashed a little dignified.

The third pole!

On Chaotian Island, the guru level of the nine-star limit is very few, and it is rare to see it for decades or even a century, and it is even more impossible to exceed the first pole to the third pole of the nine-star.

On the Canglan Continent, the area is wider, the cultivation environment is better, the cultivation resources are more abundant, the genius is more, the inheritance is brighter, everything makes the martial arts here stronger.

But the third pole is already the limit that the pseudo transcendent realm can reach.

The invincible guru is the strongest among the third pole, and no one can be invincible in the same generation.

Most warriors, after reaching the third pole, will choose to embark on the road of invincible guru, challenge other masters of the third pole, and defeat them one by one.

"Fang Xingchen!" Chen Zong could not help whispering the name again. Perhaps, this person would be his strongest opponent in Zongmen.

"In addition to Fang Xingchen, Xu Hongyan, the second core disciple of Zhenyuan Mountain, also has a second pole of strength." Yu Zhengxiao said again.

Chen Zong was surprised. The town of Yuanshan is indeed the strongest vein among the seven mountains in Taiyuan.

After all, before his arrival, the first core disciple of Cangyu Mountain was Yu Zhengxiao, and his strength was less than the second pole. Judging from the current situation, Yu Zhengxiao's strength rose to the second pole at most.

Exchanging and talking, let Chen Zong know more about future opponents.

With six thousand merits, Chen Zong used it to perform martial arts, and constantly learned the sword of Cangyu.

Therefore, there is a lack of merit.

Go directly to the Wanzhi Hall, Chen Zong to view the mission, and then chose three single-person missions, chasing the killing Tu Li Qiusheng, eating heart guest Wang Yi, split body knife Yang San.

Each of the three pursuit missions can get a thousand merits. Compared with other single missions, this merit reward is very high.

Of course, the merits of the rewards are so high, also because the three people who were wanted to be hunted down are all very powerful and well-known. The general master is not their opponent at all.

Once the master master with the first extreme strength died under their men.

After receiving the task, Chen Zong immediately left Taiyuan Mountain.

...

Xinwucheng is of the lower standard in Taiyuanzhou, and it is difficult to see the extraordinary powerhouses in peacetime.

In a restaurant, a big man with a strong body sat alone. His face was covered with whiskers and his face was bronze. He looked very rough. He wore a gray sleeveless animal skin uniform and his arms were very thick, just like ordinary people. The waist is thick and thick, the muscles are bulging, and the scars are dissatisfied.

The elbows in front of the big man were filled with meat, braised, roasted, smoked and braised everything, and a large jar of wine was estimated to be ten pounds.

Eat meat in a big mouth, drink in a big mouth, and the wine drip down along the whiskers, exuding a strong aroma of wine.

This kind of eating method makes people look at it, and often makes people think that the food is delicious and appetite, but the other people in the restaurant are all white, their eyes are horrified, and they shrink as much as possible, lest they be stared Same as above.

What makes them so scared?

It was the wickedness that seemed to turn into substance in the big man who was eating and drinking.

It was a huge pig knife with blood stained blades on the table full of mouth-watering dishes.

It was the two corpses that were going to escape but were beheaded and fell to the door of the restaurant with blood staining the ground red and staring in horror.

All.

No one dared to leave here because of fear of being killed.

The shopkeeper and the shop boy had been hiding under the counter and shivering.

In the whole restaurant, there was only the sound of the big man chewing meat and the sound of pouring wine.

"Ren Tu, I know you are here, get out and die." A cold voice suddenly sounded outside.

The big man was unmoved, still eating meat and drinking.

"Since you don't come out, I will make it difficult for me to send you on the road."

The voice fell, and a figure flashed with it, appearing in the restaurant.

It was a young man with a sword and eyebrows, a white robe, a long sword on his waist, an extraordinary atmosphere, his eyes narrowed and stared at the back of the big man. Immediately, he saw his right hand tremble, and a long sword with a gem on the sheath Out of the sheath, assassination came out like a shooting star.