Sword God

"Sword Sanqi!"

Successive swords had broken Chen Zong's defense, and Gu Jianxie felt great pressure.

After the offensive, a tyrannical breath suffocated, as if the candle in the wind was going to extinguish, but it soared in an instant.

boom!

A faint roar sounded, rushing to Jiuxiao and smashing the vacuum.

In the ancient sword evil hand, a simple long sword lay in front of him, the sword body trembles, and there is a burst of rapid sword sounds, and the amazing super-spiritual power fluctuates endlessly on the sword.

kill!

In an instant, just in an instant, the ancient sword evil bombed out three, seventy-one and twenty-one swords, and the power of each sword reached its extreme, and the power of each sword was terrible.

This trick has reached an astonishing height in terms of subtlety, strength and speed, and suddenly made Chen Zong's eyes suddenly brighten.

superb!

The swordsmanship of the ancient sword evil is indeed superb, and I sigh.

But at this point, he still can't defeat himself. After all, Chen Zong's swordsmanship is not inferior to the ancient sword evil, and the super-spiritual strength is also different.

To form super-spiritual power, you need to practice holy-level exercises.

The more superb the holy-level exercises, the more difficult it is to replace the original spiritual-level exercises, such as the Taiyuan Moyun Gong practiced by Chen Zong. If there is no Taiyuan king memory and the ice spirit Xuanji fruit help, even if there is Xuanling nine Turning this mysterious technique, Chen Zong can hardly replace it with Bai Yun's great skill.

The ancient sword evil practiced the five-level Tiangong sword-level saint-level middle-level exercises, and also received the help of the masters of the sword-level mid-strength. The fifth floor is the continuous integration and transformation of Linglun.

However, the strong helped each other, and the consumption of the strong was too great. In the end, he was still unable to completely transform the spirit wheel. It was only a preliminary transformation. After entering the ice emperor’s realm, the ancient sword evil got some adventures, and finally took the final step to bring the nine spirits. The wheel is completely remodeled and truly possesses super-spiritual power.

However, the fifth-level saint-level high-level exercises cannot compare with the fifth-level saint-level high-level exercises.

Chen Zong couldn't help but the expression of ancient sword evil became more solemn.

Immediately, the dignified look on his face disappeared completely.

"Chen Zong, if you take my sword, I will lose." Gu Jianxie's voice became erratic, and the whole person seemed to lose all weight, almost flying, and his body seemed to be swaying. , The air around the body is undulating like ripples, which is filled with indescribable mysterious waves.

Chen Zong did not preempt, but waited for Gu Jianxie to take action, because Chen Zong wanted to take a look at what kind of sword and attack Gu Guxie would exhibit next.

Guess, it should be a holy sword.

Ancient sword spirits with amazing kendo talents must have learned to practice holy sword skills.

I just don’t know what level of holy-level swordsmanship the ancient sword evil practiced. I thought it should be holy-level inferior, but I don’t know what level of cultivation.

Among his peers, Chen Zong had only seen the first move of the mountain swordsmanship performed by the mountain swordsman. That was the holy grade inferior swordsmanship, which was very powerful.

"A sword... drifting snow!"

Gu Jianxie's voice also became erratic. When his voice fell, the swaying figure also followed, and the roaring sound suddenly sounded from all directions. It was a cold wind frantically blowing, and there was more snow and ice from heaven and earth. Swept across, carrying inexplicably Tianwei and freezing cold.

Just a moment, hundreds of meters in a circle was covered by the violent and extremely chaotic ice and snow. The bodies of Chen Zong and Gu Jianxie also disappeared, seeming to be engulfed.

cold!

Amazing cold!

A sword floating snow is the first move of the holy class inferior swordsmanship. Once cast, it will create a scene of snow drifting across the sky. The chill is amazing, especially when it is displayed in the ice king's secret territory, and it will provoke the amazing chill in the ice king's secret territory. Let the temperature lower.

If Chen Zong is not strong enough, the chill caused by this sword will be enough to freeze Chen Zong's body and lose all resistance.

But at this moment, Chen Zong completely withstood the shock of this amazing chill, but the super-spiritual force slowly circulated in the body.

Chen Zong still did not move, let the ancient sword evil show.

Gu Jianxie also knew this, so instead of anxiously exhibiting this sword, he was constantly brewing and the momentum continued to rise.

In an instant, Ancient Sword Evil can also exhibit a sword drifting snow, but there is not a small gap from the time to prepare for the potential brewing, at least the power can be increased by 20% on the original basis.

With the strength of the ancient sword evil, the power is increased by another 20%, which is very scary.

kill!

After three breaths, the spirit of the ancient sword evil accumulated to the extreme, it could no longer be accumulated and could not be contained, and the sword was assassinated.

The snow is so bright that the ultimate sword light tears the sky, the moment the sword comes out, and the snow and ice fluttering in the sky, the gusty wind stops.

Immediately, the violent wind and snow that stopped and stopped rushed to Chen Zong with more amazing speed and strength, as if to suppress Chen Zong, a beam of cold and extreme sword light penetrated through the frantic ice and snow, silent Between killing Chen Zong.

It is not fast, but it is integrated with the snow and ice flying in the sky, which is difficult to distinguish. Of course, this is relative.

It is nothing to Chen Zong. The powerful perception has already made Chen Zong "see" clearly.

After Taiyuan Moyungong replaced Baiyun Extreme Power, the transformation of spiritual power into super-spiritual power also made Chen Zong's perception break through the original boundaries and become more powerful.

The Heavy Dragon Sword shook and gave an amazing sound of dragon chanting, roaring into the sky. Immediately, a beam of dark sword light shattered the ice and snow of the square, as if bombing a vacuum, as if carrying the horror power of ancient mountains.

This sword suddenly changed the ancient sword's face, as if he had become small in front of him, even if he exerted his holy sword like a sword and snow, it seemed to be standing in front of a mountain, and the high mountain was resting.

This is a gap between levels and a gap between levels.

You should know that Taiyuan Moyun Gong is a top-level saint-level high-level skill, and Chen Zong's sword realm has reached the fourth level, no matter which aspect is above the ancient sword evil.

This gap is the crushing on the realm, the insurmountable crushing.

broken!

The power of Yijian Piaoxue was suddenly broken under Chen Zongyi's sword, and the terrible force rushed away, causing the ancient sword evil to retreat again and again, the long sword trembling, and the arm's numbness and blood surging superspirit force was also disordered.

Defeated!

Inevitable, it was a real defeat.

You know, this sword is already his strongest sword.

Of course, he still has his own secret method, but the other party has never cast a secret method.

"You won." Gu Jianxie's expression was extremely complicated, and he said to Chen Zong unwillingly and admirably.

From small age to great practice till now, the ancient sword evil has flowed smoothly, defeating countless peers and surpassing many previous generations. Fortunately, his mentality is also very tenacious, and he will not be unable to bear failure and be crazy.

Chen Zong nodded secretly. People like Gu Jianxie had experienced setbacks, and if they had carried the setbacks, there would be greater progress.

"Farewell." The sound of Gu Jian's evil words dropped in a flash and disappeared into the fluttering snow.

Staring at the back of Gu Jianxie's leaving, Chen Zong withdrew his eyes and moved on again.

The strength of this ancient sword evil is indeed very good, and it is not weaker than the sword swordsman of the mountain before, and even the two are fighting. Chen Zong thinks that ancient sword evil will have a bigger win.

Of course, the premise is that Ancient Sword Evil also possesses a half holy weapon.

Withdrawing his thoughts, Chen Zong has a clearer understanding of his current strength.

Ancient Jianxie's strength is not weaker than that of Shan Jianhou, but he can't help himself. Even, Chen Zongke didn't use the sage-level slashing swordsmanship of the Thousand People to fight, but only used super-spiritual power to make Ancient Jianxie helpless.

However, there is indeed no end to how strong one is now.

"But I don't know how many geniuses the Tianyuan Sanctuary entered into the ice emperor's secret territory?" Chen Zong's eyes flashed finely: "I don't know if there is any genius stronger than Shan Jianhou?"

Chen Zong really hopes to have, and hopes to be able to play against, prove his strength, and also see the level of genius in Tianyuan Sanctuary.

...

"An ancient battle monument, this time there is an ancient battle monument appearing, ten meters high, could it be a king-class ancient battle monument? This king is really a man of great luck." The king of eclipse in the king of Tianyuan Sanctuary stared at the front The ten-meter-tall black stone tablet felt the tremendously amazing and mysterious atmosphere fluctuations exuded from it, and suddenly showed a smile.

The ancient battle monument is a kind of ancient monument left by the powerful in the ancient times. It contains profound and unpredictable power. It is also an assessment. If it can pass its assessment, it can benefit from it.

"This ancient battle monument hasn't been broken through, so I'll get through." The Eclipse King smiled slightly, his smile filled with unparalleled self-confidence, overlooking the world's self-confidence like a god.

Immediately, the body of the Eclipse King flashed directly to the ancient battle monument without collision. His body merged into the ancient battle monument in an instant, and disappeared as if entering the water.

A flicker of light flashed by, and the breath of the ancient battle monument became restrained and became ordinary.

...

"What is this?" Dongli Qingjiao stared at the black stone tablet six meters high in front of him, secretly wondering.

"Brother Qingjiao, this stone monument looks extraordinary." said another child of Donglishi.

This is a manifestation that the overall heritage of Qingtian Shangyu is not as good as the Tianyuan Sanctuary. They don’t recognize this as an ancient battle monument, don’t know it is an opportunity, and because the ice emperor’s secret realm has not been there for a long time. The strongest of Shi's did not mention it.

"Let me see." Dongli Qingjiao's body flashed like a snake, and he approached the stone monument instantly. He stretched out his left hand and wrapped a layer of spiritual force, touching the stone monument gently.

But the stone tablet seemed to be reflected on the water surface, and even the fine ripples were swayed, which shocked Dongli Qingjiao.

Immediately, Dongli Qingjiao left hand moved forward and sank into it.

"Don't..." A speculation came up, and the whole person of Dongli Qingjiao stepped forward, and his figure disappeared into the stone monument.

"It's gone?" The genius of Dongli behind him stared with wide eyes and shouted in surprise: "Brother Qingjiao."

No one responded. The genius of Dongli also approached the stele and reached out to touch, but he felt a hard and icy cold, so cold that he couldn't help but shivered and quickly let go.

I dared not touch it again, but looked closely at the black stone monument, but I couldn’t see anything mysterious.

"Wait, I will wait here for Brother Qingjiao for three days. If Brother Three hasn't appeared yet, I will leave here." The person said to himself, sitting cross-legged next to the stele, waiting for cultivation.