Sword God

The last stone tablet carries Chen Zong's expectations and hopes.

Kendo breath!

The rich and suffocating breath of kendo suddenly made Chen Zong feel happy.

Practicing the sword by yourself is destined to take the path of kendo. All other ways of cultivation are assistance, assist yourself to be stronger, help yourself to live better, and chase the other side of the sword with your body, nothing more.

This life is a sword and will never die.

Without hesitation, Chen Zong stepped out and stood in front of the stone tablet that exuded the sword's breath. This breath gave Chen Zong a familiar feeling, and it seemed to have felt where.

Of course, this is the legacy left by a strong swordsman realm in the ancient times. Chen Zong was not an ancient person and had no contact. However, King Taiyuan was in the ancient times.

This kendo breath immediately reminded Chen Zong of the strong kendo in the memory of King Taiyuan. One sword was swung out, and the sword light spread across 30,000 miles, killing countless evil demons into the Holy Realm.

With a sword in his hand, he is invincible, and he looks so much.

The figure is straight and the back is like a sword. The astonishing Ling Li Feng suddenly diffuses out of Chen Zong's body, straight into the sky like a sky, instantaneously facilitates the breath of this inherited stele.

The sharp swords that belong to the sword, like roots and roots, immediately blend into each other, regardless of each other.

All the thoughts in Chen Zong's mind disappeared in an instant and became extremely pure, shining like a sword's brilliance.

The stone monument in front of me also instantaneously spread, and quickly spread out, as if it were a world, mountains, rivers and rivers everywhere, sweeping all directions, but in a flash, a world spread like a scroll in front of my eyes.

Great rivers and mountains are in sight.

The giant trees towering and stood up like the giant pillars of Qingtian, which shocked Chen Zong. Such features have never been seen before. It seems that only the untouched virgin forests have such giant trees as high as hundreds of meters or even thousands of kilometers.

The air was filled with a trace of murky breath, which seemed ancient.

Lifelike, like a real world.

Buzz...

While Chen Zong was looking around, there was a burst of buzzing sounds, coming from all directions, from the vastness of the sky, and it seemed to spread out in the deepest part of the heart.

At the next breath, the endless sword light seemed to come out of the earth, and it seemed to come from the endless sky, the mountains and the sea screamed, the sword light was like waves, endless, the ultimate majesty and sharpness, it seemed that the world would be submerged, Also drowned Chen Zong.

In front of this vast and endless endless sword light, Chen Zong felt how small he was, such as the tiny dust ants, insignificant.

As if being restrained and suppressed, unable to move, even thinking seems to be frozen, only to watch the endless sword light approaching.

At the next breath, he will be shattered by the impact of the sword light, and his soul will be scattered, completely disappearing between heaven and earth.

In an instant, Chen Zong forgets everything else, forgets that he entered here to accept the inheritance, and only feels that the life and death crisis is coming again.

It is more fierce than the life-and-death crisis of the Taiyuan Kings, and more fierce than the life-and-death crisis of the high-level half-holy level evil demon dragon in the evil war.

Even thinking is almost frozen, there is no resistance, can only wait for death.

"No..." Subconsciously, Chen Zong gave a roar.

The dawn of the swordsmanship is ahead, how can it die.

Not allowed, not allowed, absolutely not allowed.

I will also climb to the peak of Kendo, set foot on the other side of Kendo, take a look at the scenery of the peak, and appreciate the depth of the other side.

The deepest desire and perseverance of the subconscious mind erupted in a flash. Chen Zong's eyes were full of sword light, and his strong and incomparable breath seemed to rise into the sky as if it were solid.

At the same time, the mighty and endless sharp sword light washed away, directly drowning Chen Zong, and all the tangible and invisible between heaven and earth were smashed into nothingness under this sword light.

Half a quarter!

The mighty sword light lasted for half a quarter of an hour before it disappeared.

When Jianguang disappeared, a figure also appeared in the sky and earth, with a look of horror on his face.

At that moment, Chen Zong thought he was going to die, to be submerged and torn into powder by the horrible sword light.

But I persevered, and finally persevered.

terror!

It was really terrifying. Chen Zong didn't want to bear it for the second time. It was even more terrifying than the body of the remnant soul consciousness facing the Taiyuan King.

"Junior Junior, you are very good, pass my test."

Just as Chen Zong struggled to get rid of this endless sword light through the horror of tearing the body and flesh and soul, a vast, magnificent and vast voice seemed to penetrate the endless time and space from the ancient times Advent.

When the sound rang, the winds of the world and earth froze and solidified, and a darkness seemed to follow, as if it were dark at night.

Chen Zong couldn't move. Under this voice, it seemed more terrifying than Fang Cai's Jian Guang.

The light diffused, and the night disappeared, and a figure seemed to be torn from the ancient times to endless time and space. Time reversed the space and rolled back in one step. From the blur to the solid, it appeared in front of Chen Zong.

The familiar figure is exactly the strong swordsman in the memory of King Taiyuan, a great holy realm who is strong in swordsmanship.

At this moment, he was standing in front of himself, and Chen Zong felt that he could not breathe, and an unspeakable respect rose from the deepest part of his heart and spread away.

The swordsman strongest in this great holy realm looks ordinary, but its breath is unique. It is like a round of blazing sun between heaven and earth, shining on the earth and the world.

"Please refer to the predecessors for the final study of Kendo." Chen Zong was standing with his back straight and his arms crossed for the sword ceremony.

This is respect for the seniors of Kendo, as well as respect for the elders who beheaded the void demons in the ancient times.

Regardless of the person's personality, these two points alone are enough to give Chen Zong a sincere respect.

"Junior Junior, you pass my test, you are qualified to know my title." The Kendo Xeon said, the sound did not sound so vast, more real, but more profound, as if imprinted: "My name... Heavenly Tribulation Swordmaster."

"The Heavenly Tribulation Sword Saint!" Chen Zong murmured silently, only feeling that there was an indescribable throbbing from the deepest heart and the deepest soul.

Heavenly Tribulation!

These two words seem to imply Huanghuang Tianwei.

Juggernaut!

Saint of Swords!

Kendo is the most holy!

What honor is called what honor.

"Junior Kendo, inherit my sword stele, pass my test, be my inheritance." Tianjie Jiansheng ignored Chen Zong's inner shock and thought, and said again: "In this heritage sword stele, there are My two heritages, you choose one yourself."

"The first line of inheritance, the swordsmanship I practiced when I entered the Holy Land, is called the Heavenly Tribulation Swordsmanship.

"The second line of inheritance, the road that was opened up for me, is called the Three Tribulation and Lifeng. It is a course and a unique secret method, but this method, I have not cultivated the fruit."

When he heard the first lineage, Chen Zong was shocked.

Holy Grade Sword Skills!

This is undoubtedly the pinnacle among the saint-level martial arts. Perhaps there is also a saint-level martial arts, but there are very few and very few. The best quality is very rare, and the entire Optimus domain is well-known.

Perhaps there was a spirit class martial arts and martial arts in the elementary sanctuary that day, but the saint class is not a spirit class, even if there is a gem, it is absolutely rare.

The saint-level best martial arts is enough to cause countless strong men and women who enter the holy realm to compete for life and death.

Chen Zong was very emotional, very emotional.

The holy grade superb swordsmanship, also known as the Heavenly Tribulation Swordsmanship, and the opponent's name is the Heavenly Tribulation Swordmasters, from which you can speculate the horror of this swordsmanship.

Perhaps, it is the top level among the holy-level need.

But immediately, Chen Zong quickly calmed down as if he had been splashed with cold water.

Of course, the holy grade superb swordsmanship is very good and very powerful, but the premise is to practice it.

With his current background and realm, he has no clue to understand the blood-stained sword skill of the top-grade saint class, let alone the swordsmanship of the heavenly calamity.

After getting it, it is estimated that it will be useless for a long time.

After all, the more clever martial arts, the more solid foundations and solid foundations are needed as the foundation to comprehend and practice. At the Saint level, Chen Zong’s accumulation is just the beginning, and practicing Saint level inferior martial arts can, but It is not easy to be a top-grade sacred grade. As for a top-grade sacred grade, it is more difficult.

The road is one step at a time, there is no step to the sky.

Meal is eaten bite by bite, and you can't eat fat at a stretch.

Everything must have a foundation.

Such as high-rise buildings, lay a good foundation to stabilize the walls before building.

Everything, no matter whether it is simple, doubtful or precious, no matter whether it is ordinary, doubtful or mysterious, many truths coexist.

Realizing this truth, Chen Zong quickly calmed down and pondered the second lineage.

Three robbery fronts!

From a name alone, I can't see anything at all. I can only get some simple information, the way of cultivation and the secret method from the words of the Heavenly Tribulation Swordmaster.

"Younger people are brave, can seniors talk a lot about it?" Chen Zongning said.

"The three robbers are sharp, created for all my feelings in the later period, sharpening the sword and the supremacy of the sword. If Xicheng is successful, it will hope to surpass me." Tianjian Jiansheng didn't say much, but simply said, but let Chen Zong look slightly Changed.

Jianyi!

There are five realms of kendo, the fourth realm of swordsmanship, and the fifth realm is the meaning of palm sword.

However, San Jie Li Feng is to sharpen the sword, how to understand the word supreme?

Xi Cheng, is expected to surpass the Heavenly Tribulation Juggernaut, how to say?

In an instant, countless thoughts burst out.

With Chen Zong's soul strength at this moment, thousands of thoughts can burst in one breath.

Immediately, Chen Zong captured another point.

The Heavenly Tribulation Swordsmanship is the swordsmanship practiced when the Heavenly Tribulation Sage Saint enters the Holy Realm, and the Sanjie Lifeng is created in the later period. The so-called late stage refers to the time of the Great Holy Realm?

Thoughts are constantly bursting and colliding, and Chen Zong's eyes are getting brighter and brighter. Although there is very little information from the Heavenly Tribulation Sword Saint, it does not hinder Chen Zong's guess.

The Heavenly Tribulation Juggernaut did not urge, but quietly waited for Chen Zong as a choice.

select!

How to choose?

The first Sword of Heavenly Tribulation that inherits the sacred best?

The second line of inheritance of the Three Tribulation Secrets without knowing the effect?

Immediately, Chen Zong took a long breath and slowly closed his eyes. Then, give the choice to his heart.

Follow the deepest voice in your heart.