Sword God

"I need to work harder before I can catch up with Canggu Shengzi." Chi Xiao clenched his fists, his face dignified, muttered to himself, and his whole body escaped a hot breath, as if to melt the sky.

"Canggu Shengzi!" Standing like an iron tower on the earth, Li Wuji, who is extremely strong, contains amazing power. Standing in the distance, he gazed at the south gate of Canggu Shengzi, and his eyes were full. War of intent.

However, the power of Canggu Shengzi's punch was very strong and strong. Li Wuji did not win the opponent's grasp, but his heart was full of majestic fighting intentions, just like the tide.

The geniuses and arrogants who saw the punch of Canggu Shengzi one after another, all of them were undulating and shocked, and they were greatly shaken.

They originally thought that after years of hard work, their cultivation capacity has greatly increased, and they can already surpass others. They did not expect this Canggu Shengzi to be far ahead of them.

"Holy lady, this Canggu holy son's strength is indeed very strong." Tianlan Sheng Nu Su paid off a woman next to her and exclaimed: "However, compared to the holy lady, it is still somewhat inferior."

"Even if I am, I can't beat him with 100% certainty." Su Huanqing's voice was soft and ethereal.

If you let others hear it, you will be absolutely shocked, because the strength of Canggu Shengzi is already very strong. The meaning of the words of Tianlan Shengnv is that there is no small confidence that it can beat Canggu Shengzi. How confident? .

"If you see Chen Zong, tell him, I'm waiting for him." Canggu Shengzi South Gate Zhige said lazily toward Taiyuan Tianzong's side.

"I'm afraid that after he knew the strength of Brother Nanmen, he was too scared to come forward." Dong Zhenlei sneered.

"If you come forward, what should you do?" At this moment, a dull voice rang out from the distance.

"If he dares to come forward, I will tell him to know how powerful." Dong Zhenlei laughed.

"Okay." After the voice sounded again, it seemed as though a breeze was blowing, and immediately a figure appeared in front of everyone.

"he is……"

"Chen Zong!"

"Chen Zong!"

"He was here."

After a few years, Chen Zong's appearance has not changed much, so anyone who has enough impression of him can recognize it at a glance.

"Brother Chen."

"It turns out that Brother Chen is here."

On the Taiyuan Tianzong side, all the talented disciples were excited.

"What is Brother Chen doing now?"

"I can't see through it, it's mysterious."

"I can't see through, but I believe that Brother Chen's first talent in the world will never be low."

"Brother Chen." Yu Zhengxiao was also pleasantly surprised. I didn't expect to see Chen Zong here.

"Brother Yu." Chen Zong smiled: "I haven't seen you for a long time."

At this time, Fang Xingchen also recovered, staring at Chen Zong with complicated eyes.

"Brother Fang." Chen Zong also greeted the other star with a smile, but Fang Xingchen did not speak, but just nodded his head in response.

"Brothers and brothers." Chen Zong greeted other Taiyuan Tianzong disciples, and everyone responded.

"You are Chen Zong?" Dong Zhenlei also reacted and stepped out. The strong breath like the tide surged directly on Chen Zong's body, and asked with cold tone.

"It's you, let me know how powerful it is?" Chen Zong asked.

"That's right." Dong Zhenlei's eyes were gleaming, falling on Chen Zong's face, as if to pierce Chen Zong.

"You can do it," Chen Zong said, not Xu Buji. At a glance, he saw through Dong Zhenlei's cultivation practice. Such cultivation practice, no matter how strong it is, could not be stronger.

"Senior brother beware, I can't stop him from hitting." Yu Zhengxiao reminded, because it's not clear what Chen Zong's strength is now.

"Fang Cai Yu was injured by a blow from him," added one next to him.

"Oh." In the depths of Chen Zong's eyes, a flash of cold light flashed over Dong Zhenlei, and he felt a kind of palpitations, but this feeling disappeared very quickly, as if an illusion.

Dong Zhenlei mentioned ten percent of the spiritual power, and the momentum of the heavens and the earth followed with the first weight, and the power of real intentions also poured into the palms. The breath of amazing breath fluctuated instantly, repelling all the air around the palms. , Forming a vacuum.

In addition to the secret method, Dong Zhenlei's strength, did not retain half.

Anyway, after all, Chen Zong defeated Canggu Shengzi, and his talent must be very strong. After a few years, the progress must be not small, plus the kind of fluttering throbbing like an illusion, let Dong Zhenlei did not dare to despise at all.

Boom!

The palms are like a meteorite falling down and falling down, with an extremely strong force, across the sky, completely repelling and smashing the air in front of it, as if everything under the palm of the hand has turned into powder, and slammed hard. Chen Zong.

The amazing roaring sound is like the sound of the gods falling down, and it is endless, making people almost deaf.

The extreme palms are extremely arrogant, and Fang Xingchen's pupils shrink slightly, and the power of these palms is a little stronger than when he confronted him before.

Dong Zhenlei was intoxicated by the surging force of a body like a torrent of torrents. This feeling was extremely beautiful.

Others stared at them with wide eyes.

Among his peers, Dong Zhenlei's strength is not weak. On the contrary, it is second only to those Tianjiao, and Chen Zong is undoubtedly also included in the ranks of Tianjiao, but people can not see his cultivation behavior and strength.

Can Chen Zong resist Dong Zhenlei's palm bombardment, many people think that it should be possible, but, how will it resist?

Or how to beat Dong Zhenlei?

The laziness of Canggu Shengzi disappeared in an instant, the tall figure was upright, his eyes were gleaming, and he stared at Chen Zong. That kind of gaze seemed to see Chen Zong completely through.

"It's really good." Chen Zong secretly said, the strength that erupted in this way is indeed not weak. No wonder it is so confident, but it's just not enough for the present self.

There is no need to draw a sword, because that is not necessary.

With three fingers clasped together, the middle finger of the index finger is like a sword, and between the understatements, it is like a graffiti of a child's hand.

In an instant, the indescribable sword light sprayed out from between the two fingers, tearing the air in front of it, all invulnerable.

The two powerful palm prints, under this dazzling sword light, seemed to be imaginary, and were instantly cut through, as if the smoke dissipated with the wind, and the sword light stretched and changed rapidly.

Dong Zhenlei saw that his palms were crushed in an instant, but just at the time of the horror, when he had no time to make other reactions, Jianguang instantly killed.

I only felt a terrible and incomparable power, and immediately beheaded my chest, and burst out directly. The power was majestic and overbearing, sharp and unmatched. It directly defeated the body's spiritual power and put the body's inferior spirits inside. A's protective power is also defeated.

With a bang, Dong Zhenlei flew up like a meteor, and stopped only a kilometer away. The whole person fell to the ground, unable to get up for a while, and his body was constantly twitching. That was a tyrannical force that invaded the body. As if countless sword spirits were constantly cutting in the body, this kind of pain, Dong Zhenlei absolutely did not want to try again.

However, no one paid attention to Dong Zhenlei, staring at Chen Zong one after another with horror, and all took a breath.

"So strong!"

"It's terrible. It was totally overwhelming to defeat Dong Zhenlei with just one finger."

"Did you see that, what did Chen Zong do?"

"I don't see it. It's too fast."

In the distance, the princes of the ranks are also dignified, because they find that they have not accurately grasped Chen Zong's cultivation behavior, just a faint feeling, a little vague.

This shows that Chen Zong's mastery of himself is incomparably advanced, and he is in no way inferior to them. The first condition for achieving the status of a king is self-control.

In other words, even if Chen Zong is not a king, he is also qualified to enter the king class.

You know, when it comes to age, Chen Zong is one round younger than them, at least ten years old, a person who is ten years old from himself, but already has the qualification to achieve the title of king. So incredible.

"Lin Churan, this Chen Zong of your Taiyuan Tianzong, is too wicked." A king-level can't help but feel emotion.

Lin Churan didn't know what to say.

Although they are also secret disciples, Lin Churan is the secret biography of Taiyuan Mountain, and the first person among all secret disciples. Not much.

Fang Xingchen was dumbfounded. Although he broke out with all his strength, he could defeat Dong Zhenlei with one blow, but there was absolutely no such understatement that Chen Zong showed.

The same blow defeat, in the eyes of people who are not high enough, may not see any depth, but in the field, there is no lack of realm enough people who can see the difference, naturally can see the gap.

Like Chen Zong, the understatement is elusive and even more daunting.

Canggu Shengzi's eyes narrowed and his pupils contracted. In a flash, he could hardly see the mystery contained in the sword of Chen Zong.

It seems very ordinary, so simple, but if you think it is very simple, it is a fool.

That sword, Canggu Shengzi pays for it, if the strength is equal to himself, he is not sure to resist.

"What a terrible junior." The middle-aged men in the two terrifying realms were horrified.

They are terrestrial spirit realms, and they are much better than others in both cultivation and realm. Naturally, they can see more mysteries, and they are more shocked because they see more thoroughly.

Such a simple sword does not seem to be able to be exhibited by a person who is not overhauled and not tall, and it feels like he has been immersed in the sword for hundreds of years.

Jiang Gushan's double-fist clenched his fingers, and his powerful force stirred in his hands. Inwardly, he was wary, but there was a kind of restlessness suppressing him. He was unsure, completely unsure.

Even if he tried his best, it is estimated that he would be ashamed of himself as Dong Zhenlei.

In the distance, Tian Lan Sheng Nu Su was staring at Qing Mei's eyes, shocked.

At that time, she was defeated by Chen Zongjian. She also thought that she would defeat Chen Zong next time she met. But now it seems that it is not such a simple thing, and she is not sure. If she hurries, she may be punished again like last time. Chen Zong gave defeat.