Sword God

The sense of space is very important to the practitioners, especially those who cultivate weapons.

Weapons are the extension of hands and feet, and there are shorts and longs. Cultivators must know the length of the weapon, but that is only the first step. For higher and deeper ones, we must understand the distance.

The distance between yourself and your opponent can only be mastered when you grasp the distance.

Accurately grasping the distance, there is a certain degree of speed between this, when people think it is very slow, it is actually very fast, it is a sense of space.

This sword seems to be plain and dull, and there is nothing surprising. What is even more puzzling is that it turned out to stab into the empty space. This kind of error is absolutely undesirable for a qualified sword repair.

In the next moment, a surprising and even horrifying scene appeared. A figure with three afterimages appeared under the sword pierced by Chen Zong, as if it were intentional.

And this sword directly hits the opponent's real body.

However, Chen Zong started lightly, just to close the spot, leaving a little red on the other side's eyebrows, and was not hurt.

"Another sword."

"It's just an ordinary sword, but it's so amazing, this sword's swordsmanship is terrible."

"It's amazing."

"Lao Jiang, with your sword skills, can it be done?" asked the dark-skinned man next to the Jiangchuan Baichuan.

Jiang Baichuan didn't answer directly, but frowned, thinking, and shook his head only after Shixi said, "It can be done, but it is somewhat reluctant."

"What!" The dark man shocked: "Does this son's swordsmanship attain you above?"

The dark-skinned man is also a leader among the many scattered cultivations in the Dongchen realm, but he does not practice swords, and his knowledge is not so well-known, so he is not sure about the level of swordsmanship.

It was just that he knew very well that Fenjiang Jianjiang Baichuan was not a worthy name, but a real master. He once won against the elders of the three-star power, or in the case where the opponent's cultivation base slightly beat Jiang Baichuan.That battle also established Jiang Baichuan's superb status and fame among the numerous scattered repairs of the Dongchen land boundary.

Jiang Baichuan thought that he was not as good as that of Qing Yunzong's disciple's attainments in swordsmanship, which was really shocking.

The eyes of the elders of Neizong and Yiganzong, who presided over the Dabi, were glaring, and the enthusiasm seemed to melt Chen Zong.

"What an amazing swordsmanship." Nei Zong's disciple hung his green sword on his waist.

The higher the skill of the sword, the better, the better, you will be able to feel the horror of Chen Zong's sword.

"I hope he can become a disciple of Nei Zong as soon as possible, and I will have a higher and lower position with him at that time." The disciple of Nei Zong, who crossed his swords behind his back, was sharp and implied.

"Tall building, although your swords are sharp, but under the same circumstances, I think you may not be able to defeat him." The burly Nei Zong disciple carrying a heavy sword behind his back laughed.

"Not necessarily." Shuangjian Gaolou laughed, and a flash of doubt immediately flashed: "Have you noticed that his breath fluctuates so obscurely that he can't see his cultivation level at all?"

"I have this feeling too, but the disciples of the outer sect are so old, at most it is the six-fold limit of the foundation." The disciples of the inner slender waist and green sword smiled and didn't care.

These three men are well-known and outstanding among the disciples of the inner sect. Not only are they cultivating superbly, they are also very powerful, and they are capable of surpassing challenges.

The top ten disciples of Waizong also stared at Chen Zong, but Yang Chaofan still had that dull complexion, and his eyes did not change half.

Obviously, in his view, the strength displayed by the foreign sect disciples so far has not threatened his qualifications.

Sixty-four matches in the second round of the finals ended in the final match, followed by the third round.

Compared with the first two rounds, the third round of the showdown is more interesting.

First, those who can enter the third round are strong enough to be among the best among the disciples of the outside sect.

Secondly, after the third round of the matchup, it is the top 32, and it has started to receive Zongmen meritorious awards, with a total of five thousand merits. It can be completely exchanged for a superior skill or martial arts, and can also be used to exchange Elixir assists cultivation.

"At this round, it should be possible to see the strength of those people."

Only two rounds of the competition, those high-profile disciples beat their opponents without much strength, but the opponents in the third round tend to be stronger.

Thirty-two games in the third round of the finals, the first game began.

In the first matchup, both sides had equal strength and strength, playing fiercely. They won and lost after a quarter of an hour. The winner was also injured, but he successfully entered the top 32 and received 5,000 merit awards. But, it is estimated that it will not be in the top 16.

However, it is quite good to get five thousand merits, but it is expected to be obtained after doing more than ten or even twenty times tasks.

Doing tasks will inevitably lead to some dangers. If you fail, you will die. There will be nothing. There is no danger of life and death.

Game 2... Game 3...

In the fifth game, the Dragon of Blood Sword unit came to power again.

"Sister Dan, please." Unit Dragon's opponent is a founder of Guozheng Fangzheng, who is seventeen years old, but he has reached the six-fold limit of the foundation. His appearance and expression give a serious and upright feeling.

His name is Min Zheng, as his name implies, using a pair of bronze short sticks.

Unit Dragon didn't respond, but pulled out the long sword slowly, the sword body was red, and the spine was deep red, as if it would flow, making people feel a creepy feeling.

As the bloody long sword came out of the sheath, a breath of terrifying anger came out.

Min's face became more serious, his eyes suddenly glared, his mouth spit thunder, his tongue burst into thunder, a pair of bronze rods rolled up in a storm and struck like a blow, in fact, it was formed by dozens of attacks, and the power was amazing , Enough to blast the catty boulders into powder in a flash.

The storm was violent and the air pressure was alarming. Everyone was startled and their eyes widened.

How should Unit Dragon respond to this blow.

In an instant, amazing qi burst out of the unit dragon, the qi burst, the red mist filled, and the bloody long sword broke like thunder and thunder, and a sword was killed.

"What a shocking madness!"

"How many people must be killed."

"Horrible swordsmanship." Eyes can see that the unit dragon's swordsmanship is a swordsmanship practiced by killing. The more kills, the stronger the power.

The prestige of the unit dragon was indeed killed.

This sword is astonishingly powerful, and its impact is like a thunder. Min Zheng's bronze short stick is slightly stunned, and his powerful power is weakened in an instant.

kill!

The color of Min's face changed suddenly, his pupils contracted, and the evil spirit of Unit Dragon Yijian was really terrible. He ran straight into his mind and made his scalp numb and stiff.

Cultivators who kill more people will be more terrifying and more frightening.

The Scarlet Long Sword turned into a Scarlet Electro-Light, shuttled through a pair of bronze short sticks, straight to Min Zheng.

Min Zheng's pupils contracted like needles, and only a little red mansions were killed. The red mansions were full of gas, as if they were lonely cold stars, making Min Zheng cold all over the body.

"Oh!" A scream, a burst of true energy, rushed between the arms and sticks, and a stick of power was exploded, and a stick quickly withdrew to resist.

The sword hit the copper rod directly, and the terrible power burst out. The shock of Qi made Min Zheng slide back and forth, his arms numb, almost lost consciousness, his blood was churning, and his true energy was also dispelled in a flash.

"I admit defeat." Min Zheng said immediately. In this state, he was unable to fight anymore, so he had to adjust his interest rate first.

The breathing time is enough for a master like Unit Dragon to kill him several times.

The unit dragon, about to stab the second sword, took a spin and returned the long sword to its sheath.

Min Zheng took a deep breath, quickly adjusted, glanced at the bronze short stick in his hand, and left a little sword mark on it.

"The unit dragon is too strong." A foreign sect disciple marveled.

"This kind of strength is not much more than some Nei Zong disciples."

The three Neizong disciples who watched the battle looked slightly dignified. Undoubtedly, this unit dragon made them feel a trace of threat.

You should know that the unit dragon's cultivation is only the sixfold foundation foundation, and they are all masters of the foundation foundation sevenfold.

"Even if Unit Dragon can't get the top three, it is estimated that he will become a disciple of Nei Zong soon, and it will be more lively at that time." The disciple Nei Zong with a heavy sword smiled.

Qingman Jianyan Zhenji came to power.

"Brother Liu, please enlighten me." Liu Zhenji's opponent said with a serious face after saluting.

"One sword." Liu Zhenji seemed to say a little lazily. When the words fell, Liu Zhenji immediately issued the sword, the long sword broke, and the sword body disappeared directly. Only a little green mang was killed like a meteor.

Quick, it's too fast.

When the opponent had just responded, the green man had been assassinated before him, and he could only barely wield his sword to resist. Under the impact of the arrogant force, the long sword in his hand shifted, and the sword light fell on his throat.

A sword!

Really a sword, Liu Zhenji defeated his opponent.

As soon as the sword of Ye Xiwen's sword came out of the sheath, the fragrance of the flower struck and the body of the sword disappeared. The sword turned into a blooming flower. It was extremely magnificent and beautiful, and people couldn't help but fall into it.

Another sword, Ye Xiwen defeated his opponent.

"It's Chen Qingzong's turn again."

"Who is his opponent?"

"Hong Gang!"

"Chen Qingzong confronts Hong Gang."

Suddenly, everyone was excited.

Hong Gang's performance in the first round of the showdown was okay, but it was not so surprising. In the second round of showdown, Hong Gang only showed amazing strength.

Chen Zong has performed amazingly since the first round.

"Can Chen Qingzong defeat Hong Gang with one sword?"

"I think it's difficult. Hong Gang's strength is not comparable to those of the people before, and Tan Li is not Hong Gang's opponent."

"I didn't know until I saw it."

The opponent is Chen Zong, who is excellent in performance. Hong Gang is excited, his hands clenched in his fists, and they continue to collide, making a series of dull sounds, just like drumming, with amazing momentum.

However, Chen Zong did not have an opponent who was Hong Gang and showed an unusual look. It was still very calm, but in his heart, Chen Zong was very interested in Hong Gang's cultivation method. Therefore, Chen Zong decided to let Hong Gang enjoy Demonstrate your strength, not defeat it in a hurry.

This is self-confidence. Based on their strong self-confidence, Jiujie Jiuzhong is not their opponent, not to mention Hong Gang, whose strength is at best to reach the 7th level of Jijijing.