Sword God

Snow falls like feathers, and swords like sky and moon.

Chen Zong's eyelids were lifted slightly, and the fine awns burst out from the depths of his eyes. Then, a red light dazzled and swept the world.

The blazing heat melts the white snow within a few tens of meters, so that the falling snow vaporizes into the curling white smoke in the air and rises.

This sword is like a duckweed in an indefinite home, like a feather falling in the wind with no track to follow, and like the snow floating between the sky and the ground, light and flexible.

"Good swordsmanship!" Feixue Jianjun looked stunned in the villa and whispered.

Jiao Zhuojian marks straight forward, crushing the first Xue Shi's ruined Yue Xuejian light, and looting like a bamboo shoot.

The first sword waiter looked extremely dignified. He found that he could not avoid this sword anyway. The Qi machine was completely locked and he could only resist.

With a trembling of the wrist and a long sword trembling, there was a burst of screaming contention, which turned into countless snowflakes around the body, without the protection of dead corners.

However, the sword that was killed was killed through the gap between snowflakes, turning the impossible into a possibility. The sword was chopped on the first sword waiter, and the first sword waiter was slashed with skill.

Chen Zong came to Feixue Jianjun to challenge, there is no injustice and no hatred, and there is no conflict of interest, so naturally he will not kill people at will.

"Feixue Jianjun, if you learn this sword at the end of the swordsmanship, maybe it will catch your eye?" The ruby ​​sword returned to the sheath, and Chen Zong's voice was clear, floating in Feixue.

"Good swordsmanship." The sound was wrapped in the wind and snow, and then a pale figure appeared in front of me, as if standing there long ago, blending with this mountain and the falling snow, making Chen Zong's pupil slightly. Shrink.

"I'll wait." Feixue Jianjun stared at Chen Zong, but his clear eyes were implied and sharp, as sharp as a sword, and he cut silently silently.

"Yes." Together with the first sword attendant, they stepped back aside and stood upright.

"My sword has not been sheathed for five years." Fei Xue Jianjun's clear eyes became indifferent, staring at Chen Zong, making Chen Zong feel a chill rise from his body: "I heard you defeated Yue Shanjian , Qingyan Sword and Youlong Sword, and looking at you before you have a sword spirit, you really have the qualification to let the sword of the king be sheathed."

"It is indeed my honor." Chen Zong smiled slightly.

The invisible momentum spreads from the two bodies, like an invisible sword, and they meet in the air tens of meters apart.

The confrontation, in the moment that Feixue Jianjun appeared, had already begun.

"My sword is named after Feixue." Feixue Jianjun spoke again, the voice became colder and colder, and it seemed to contain a trace of sharpness, which filled the air infinitely, letting the falling snow also bring A trace of invisible sword gas: "The snow between heaven and earth is my sword."

As soon as the voice fell, a snowflake turned into a sword and shot towards Chen Zong.

The cold cold ice came through the body.

The use of snowflakes as a sword to attack and kill, these methods are indeed not bad, so that Chen Zong's eyes light up slightly, and there is no sword, but just refers to the sword and gently kills it.

Under your fingertips, the air is like water, undulating layers of ripples.

With a bang, the snowflakes shattered away, and the invisible sword gas collapsed.

However, more snowflakes were rolled by the wind, making a whine, and struck Chen Zong as much as possible. From every direction, every snowflake contained a terrible sword energy, extremely sharp, and could easily kill ordinary people. Four extremes.

However, Chen Zong still didn't produce the sword, and it was used to refer to the sword. The air was like water, and the waves were undulating.

With only one finger, it draws an invisible sword-like air around the body, moving to resemble a flying dragon soaring, not only resisting the snowflakes flying from all directions, but also crushing them one by one.

Fei Xue Jianjun's eyes lit up suddenly.

Chen Zong refers to the sword, which is subtle and subtle, which makes Feixue Jianjun feel happy.

After hearing that Chen Zong defeated Yueshan Jianqingyanyan and Youlongjian successively, Feixuejianjun was somewhat interested, but not very big. Now, a hint of warfare rises from the heart, uncontrollable.

The sound of melodious swords resounded through the sky, and a gleam of white sword light rose as if rushing towards the sky. The wind and snow whizzed and hovered in the sky, making it difficult to see clearly.

Immediately, that sharp sword light made a turning point in the air, seemingly light, but extremely powerful and overbearing.

Before the sword light arrived, Chen Zong felt an astonishing sword pressure.

This sword is similar to the first sword played by the first sword servant before, or it is the same move, but the same move is exhibited under the first sword servant sword and Feixue Jianjun sword is utterly different. .

More powerful and more mysterious.

If the first Jian Shi Shi exhibited, and there are traces to follow, then Fei Xue Jian Jun exhibited, it is difficult to find flaws.

This sword also allowed Chen Zong to see Feixue Jianjun's swordsmanship.

Fei Xue Jianjun's sword skills are stronger, the more Chen Zong is happy, and he will not let himself come to fight.

As soon as he thought about this, the ruby ​​sword was unsheathed.

Chihong Jianguang like Changhong runs through the sky.

The real confrontation began. The sword attendants of Feixue Mountain Villa stared with wide eyes, staring at the sword of Feixue Jianjun and staring at Chen Zong.

This is a battle between strong swordsmen.

Feixue Jianjun’s cultivation practice is the seventh level of human extreme state, but he did not come up with all cultivation practices, but was controlled at the level of the fourth stage of human extreme state, because Chen Zong’s cultivation practice is exactly the beginning of the fourth stage .

The triple limit of human polar realm left Taiyuan Tianzong. After several months of uninterrupted cultivation, he finally made a breakthrough and reached the early stage of human polar realm.

The early cultivation of the four extremes of human extremes made Chen Zong's strength even stronger. Chen Zong didn't have the meaning of retaining Fei Xue Jianjun, and he could do his best with one battle.

The sword light is shocked and broken, the two swords are handed over, and the shock of terrible power tears the periphery and smashes countless snowflakes.

Fei Xue Jianjun's complexion changed suddenly. From Chen Zong's sword, he felt a terrible force oppressed him. It was spiritual power, but it was extremely high quality and pure spiritual power. The spiritual power cultivated is even more amazing.

If it weren't for his own cultivation to far outperform the opponent, he would be directly defeated by Chen Zong in the collision of spiritual power.

Fortunately, although I have restricted cultivation, the purity of spiritual power is not affected, and it is still the early stage of the seventh extreme of mankind.

The skill practiced by Fei Xue Jianjun is only mid-level spiritual skill, which belongs to the normal level. At the same level, the purity of spiritual power can't be compared with that of Chen Zong.

But its swordsmanship is indeed very clever.

Approaching, Hengjian faced the snow.

Flying snow and sky, dancing in the sky, the two figures are intertwined in the snow, the two swords collide again and again, bursting into countless sparks, and the terrible sound wave is mixed with the force of tyranny. Dust and smoke.

The fiery heat caused by the long sword breaking the sky melted part of the flying snow.

There is no specific move, and the letter comes in handy, and everything is aimed at defeating the other party.

This is a very clever state of swordsmanship. It is not limited to specific moves and is not restricted by moves. It can integrate its own strength into the long sword as it pleases, perfectly control, judge the situation, and exert it to the extreme.

After some battles, Chen Zong and Feixue Jianjun were sure that the other party had mastered the general trend of the sword, and their accomplishments were not low.

The general trend of swords is the trend of heaven and earth.

Mastering the potential of the world will not only mobilize the power of one side for your own use and enhance your strength, but also allow you to better adapt to the surrounding environment and better adjust to the environment, so that your strength can be maximized.

Although the warrior fights, his own strength is very important, but the surrounding environment is also very important.

Time, place and harmony are indispensable.

A few minutes later, the fierce and harsh sound of swords only fell silent, and the shattered flying snow gradually faded.

Feixue Jianjun stood proudly, a sword pointed directly at Chen Zong, Xuebai Jianmang fluctuated, exuding an amazing chill.

Ruby sword in hand, naturally hangs, a ray of light travels on the sword body, like a dragon snake flying.

"Good swordsmanship." Feixue Jianjun unabashedly concealed his admiration. Chen Zong's swordsmanship really surprised him. He was very strong and very clever, and he had a feeling of cultivating a hundred schools. The hard way.

The difficulty of seeking Taoism is known to those seeking it.

"Jianjun's swordsmanship is wonderful." Chen Zong smiled.

"My sword path is named Feixue." Feixue Jianjun smiled, pointing at Chen Zong's Feixue Jian gently turning back and forth, Feixue Jianjun's eyes fell on the cold and white sword, and his eyes were reflected Like water, there is a bit of softness. Immediately, Feixue Jianjun's fingers flick gently, and Xueliang's body trembles gently.

On Feixue Jianjun, the breath became colder, and behind him, it seemed that there were countless snowflakes condensed, and all the pieces were flying like sword blades.

Take the name of Feixue and cast Feixue Kendo.

"My sword is my heart." Chen Zong said softly, his eyes deeper and deeper, his breath more and more ethereal, and the ruby ​​sword looked like a dragon.

Fei Xue Jianjun smiled gently, his left hand pointed like a sword on Fei Xue Jian, the snow was diffused, Fei Xue Jian dissipated as if the snow melted, and turned into snowflakes, and gradually spread out, like butterflies flying.

The screaming wind became stronger and stronger, and the whole body of Feixue and Feixue that the Feixue sword melted into one, each piece exuded a chill, each piece carried a terrible edge.

"Feixue...the sky..."

A slight voice wafted in the wind, and the snow of the sword and the sky was wrapped in the wind, as if the Tianhe was flowing down the sea, it seemed to be light, but in fact it was vast and endless, carrying all the power of heaven and earth.

"Sword Power Double Sky, Sword's True Meaning and Snow's True Meaning Revealed the Realm!" Chen Zong secretly panicked. This Fei Xue Jianjun's strength is indeed terrifying, compared with everyone he has challenged before. A lot of tyranny took a deep breath, and the ruby ​​sword like a dragon drew a meal, and immediately stabbed forward.

Sword Power Double Sky!

The true meaning of the sword manifests the realm!

The true meaning of the wind manifests the realm!

I ask my heart with this sword.

The Jianmang was empty, tearing the sky and killing it against the sky.

In an instant, Chen Zong was wrapped in flying snow, and every piece of flying snow was cut and assassinated like a sword, but Fei Xue Jianjun's face was dignified, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and his eyes flickered, as if after the battle between heaven and man, ahead , There is a beam of seemingly nothingness through the sky, flying through the sky, assassinated.

Xinyijian Wenxin!