Sword God

"Brother, majestic." The teenager with a big mouth smiled exaggeratedly.

Chen Zong just smiled slightly. The person in front of him is Chen Qingzong’s better friend in the Qingyunzong outer sect area. He was a man who joined Chen Qingzong at the same time and was bullied by Cao Tianxiong at the same time. His name is Ge Kong, and he always smiles. Looks very optimistic.

On several occasions, Ge Kong blocked Cao Tianxiong's attack for Chen Qingzong, and he was not hurt.

"Then Cao Tianxiong was a breakthrough. I was also worried that Brother Zong would be humiliated when you came back. I didn't expect Brother Zong to return from a trip. His strength has become so powerful." Ge Kong is not only optimistic, but also very talkative, usually with Chen Qingzong When together, Jiu Cheng said that Chen Qingzong was listening.

"Cao Tianxiong hit the wound on your face." Chen Zong pointed to Wu Qingdao on Ge Kong's face.

"Haha, nothing." Ge Kong didn't care.

"Ge Kong, you will be beaten when you fall behind, and you should also put in more effort." Chen Zongdao, anyway, is also a friend of his predecessor.

"Brother, it's not that I don't want to work hard, but that my talent is so great. If I work harder, the results will not be great." Ge Kong smiled bitterly: "If I can mix with the disciples of the inner sect in my life, I will be satisfied."

With more than a thousand disciples of Qingyunzong, Ge Kong’s talents and potentials can only be regarded as medium and low. Indeed, he tried harder. At most, he was a mixed disciple of internal sects. It was very difficult to break through the extraordinary realm.

"From today, follow me to practice." Chen Zongdao said in a light tone, but with unquestionable overbearing.

"...Good..." Ge Kong stunned and nodded immediately, he didn't know why.

Ge Kong’s practice skills are the Xiaoqing Yuan exercises of the middle class, and they are also selected by most foreign disciples in the Qingyun Sect. Zhongzheng is peaceful, easy to get started, and there are many cultivation experience left by the predecessors. Better practice.

If Chen Qingzong does not have Baiwu Gong, he should also choose Xiaoqing Yuan Gong.

Ge Kong also practiced swords. The blue-level swordsmanship of Fanzhong Zhongpin is similar to Xiaoqing Yuangong. It is a widely used swordsmanship of Qingyun Sect's foreign sect and is also the first choice for many foreign sect disciples.

In terms of exercises, Chen Zongneng didn't give much advice, but a few words made Ge Kong feel a little bit stunned. The guidance in swordsmanship surprised Ge Kong with surprise.

Ge Kong only felt that, under the guidance of Chen Zong, all the mysteries contained in the blue light swordsmanship were seen by himself.

Not long after, Ge Kong was very excited, because the three-year practice of the blue-light swordsmanship has greatly increased from a small breakthrough to a big one.

...

"Why did Chen Qingzong come back after leaving for a trip?" Cao Tianxiong wondered: "Don't he go back and mourn?"

"Brother Xiong, when Chen Qingzong goes back, wouldn't he get any chance?" A follower suddenly wondered.

Such examples of gaining opportunities and rising are not rare in the cultivation world.

Hearing this, Cao Tianxiong was stunned first, and then his eyes flickered with endless glance. It is indeed very possible to think so.

After all, not long ago, Chen Qingzong broke through to the sixth stage of the foundation. Even if he defeated himself, it was a bitter battle. How long has it been since now that he defeated himself with a sword and cut off his big ring knife? .

If your own big ring knife is of the middle class and is cut off by a sword, then the opponent's sword is likely to exceed the top class of the class.

Looking back carefully, Cao Tianxiong is certain that the sword in Chen Qingzong's hand is not a blue sword.

"Adventures, Chen Qingzong must have got some adventures, not only with a better sword, but also a significant increase in strength." Cao Tianxiong couldn't help but clenched his fists. Why did this adventure not fall on himself?

Now Chen Qingzong's strength is obviously much better than his own. It is difficult to deal with him personally, and he can only rely on external forces.

"Brother Xiong, Chen Qingzong's sword seems to be good. We might as well tell Brother Zhang this news." The other whisper whispered.

"Brother Zhang?" Cao Tianxiong frowned: "Which brother Zhang?"

"Brother Zhang Tiekuang, who is known as the sword madman." This class quickly laughed: "Brother Zhang Tiekuang's favorite thing is to collect some swords, and the ordinary swords can't even reach his eyes. I think Chen Qingzong's sword is good."

"Okay, I'll leave it to you to do this." Cao Tianxiong's eyes suddenly brightened and he grinned.

"Don't worry, I must have done it beautifully." The classmate also patted his chest.

"Chen Qingzong, I can't help you now, but Zhang Tiekuang, the sword madman, is more than the third disciple of Waizong. He wants your sword, don't you dare to give it?" Cao Tianxiong smiled all over his face: "I also hope you'd better not Give, hehe..."

The top ten disciples of Waizong are the benchmark, so the place where they live is more luxurious than the ordinary disciples.

In a large courtyard with a simple appearance, the light of the sword flickered and the shadow of the sword filled, the sky and dust were rolled up by the gust of wind, and there was a sudden scream, the swords fought together, and the horror of the sword and the light was like a angry dragon roaring through the air.

There was a fierce roar, and the fine iron pile of the strong man's thigh was instantly broken.

The sword turned into a sheath, and the young man with muscular upper body turned around. The sharp and mad eyes seemed to contain the sword and the sword, and the young man standing in the corner of the courtyard changed his face, and his body shivered involuntarily.In an instant, it seemed that there was a sword. Through the feeling, the heart trembles.

"Say, what's the matter with me, if there is nothing that interests me, the consequences are at your own risk." Zhang Tiekuan's voice is full of oppression, like the controversy of sword fighting, and the light contained in his eyes keeps the other person's body constant. Trembling, instinctively afraid.

"Zhang... Brother Zhang..." This man was one of Cao Tianxiong's classmates, crying and trembling, and regretting taking the task, but since he has already arrived, I will complete the task: "I have something to tell you."

Zhang Tiekuan did not speak, just stared at the other party, bringing great pressure out of thin air.

"One of our foreign sect disciples is Chen Qingzong. Not long ago he..." Cao Tianxiong and Ban Qiang resisted the fear in their hearts and said the matter. It also explained the conflict between Chen Qingzong and Cao Tianxiong, etc., because he I know, you can’t be clever in front of people like Zhang Tiekuang, and the bad consequences are very serious: "Although Brother Cao’s big ring knife is a middle class weapon, but the blade is wide and the back is thick, it is difficult for ordinary ordinary class weapons Broken, so the sword in Chen Qingzong's hand is at least a fine, top-grade grade."

"Brother Cao knew that Brother Zhang liked to collect all kinds of excellent swords, so I asked Brother Zhang to tell me the news."

"Cao Tianxiong can't deal with Chen Qingzong, but he intends to use my hand to deal with him." It sounded like a rhetorical question, but the tone was very determined, and the coldness was like a sharp edge, which suddenly made the other body tremble more violently.

"I'll go and see, if the sword does match my heart, let it go, if not..." Zhang Tiekuan didn't say anything later, but the threat was obvious.

...

Outside the disciples area, Chen Zong is instructing Ge Kong to practice swordsmanship.

Chen Zong's own practice will not let go, and pointing at the Gekong Swordsmanship is actually a process of recollecting his own swordsmanship accumulation. While pointing, Chen Zong will also comprehend the heart sword mantra.

If he feels that, Chen Zong looks up and glances, and then he sees a figure striding in a loose step.

This is a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy with bronze skin and a smiley expression on his face. His eyes are very sharp. His robe is very peculiar. His upper body is tighter and his lower body is looser. A long sword hung from the waist, making a slight banging sound with the footsteps.

Chen Zong's expression remained unchanged, but Ge Kong's face changed greatly.

There are only one of the more than a thousand disciples in the foreign sect who will have such a dress.

Sword Madman Zhang Tiemad!

"Brother Zhang, what kind of wind is blowing you?" Ge Kong quickly greeted the past with a smile on his face. His principle of doing things was to greet him with a smile.

As the saying goes, it is always better to reach out and not smile at people.

However, Ge Kong’s smiling face was directly ignored, and Zhang Tiekuan did not look at Ge Kong. He stared at Chen Zong with a pair of mad eyes, and stepped closer and closer, and a trace of madness was oppressed. Go away, with a hint of cold taste.

That is the smell of swords.

"Chen Qingzong, I heard that you have a decent sword, so let me take a look." Zhang Tiekuan opened his mouth, very directly, as if what he said was what others had to do.

If you meet someone who is afraid of Zhang Tiemad, this method is indeed very useful, but unfortunately, he met Chen Zong.

"Swords are not for watching." Chen Zong did not Xu Buji replied, Zhang Tiekuan's face suddenly froze, heavy nasal noises hummed out, like ice and snow thunder, which made Ge hollow hollow on one side, but he didn't know what to do. .

Ge Kong understands Chen Qingzong's personality very well and is very stubborn. It is okay to speak well. If it is forced, it will definitely arouse his resistance.

Of course, Chen Zong is not resisting because of his stubborn personality.

"It's very individual." Zhang Tiekuan stunned slightly. In addition to the top ten disciples of the external sect, some people dared to talk to himself like this, his eyes were cold, and if there was a sword, sword and shadow, he said: "You know, the last time I was like this What is the end of the speaker?"

The words are full of threats.

"I don't fight meaninglessly, let's go." Chen Zong waved with a little interest.

This iron maniac may be a genius, very good, and has great potential, but after all, he is still young, and his cultivation base is only the six peaks of the foundation. It may be able to cross the level challenge, but for Chen Zong, It's nothing, it's not an opponent on a level.

Since it doesn't belong to one level, it's fun to fight like a big man hanging a baby.

Ge Kong was dumbfounded. Chen Zong's answer was simply... indescribable, and at the same time very worried, because Zhang Tie was full of anger and anger, and the breath of breath spread from him. Go, a hint of pale gold emerged from the shoulders and backs.

It's cold and depressed!

Zhang Tiekuang's waist long sword and the long sword behind him also tremble with it, and they will be sheathed at any time.

In contrast, Chen Zong is a breezy look. Zhang Tiekuang's anger has no effect on Chen Zong. Even if Zhang Tiekuang's breath is ten times stronger, the same is true. The gap exists from the beginning.