Sword God

Extreme heart sword style!

A sword with all his strength, and a sword that seized the opportunity for a moment, but did not perform the exercises, which made Chen Zong a little regret.

After all, I used dozens of swords to paralyze each other before, paving the way for the final Jixin sword style.

Strong enemies such as Li Han, who at first performed the extreme heart sword style themselves, simply couldn't perform the exercises. Instead, they would make the opponent see through and be more guarded.

Although this sword failed to perform, it also made Li Han's heart cold, and he was afraid.

Almost, but only a little bit, you will be hit by that sword. Rao uses his own strength. If he is hit, there is only one way to die.

If it is defeated in the hands of those who are regarded as strong enemies, Li Han can accept it, but if it is defeated in the hands of a person who is less powerful than himself because of his slight contempt, it is a shame.

This feeling made Li Han annoyed, and his eyes grew colder, his face somber, a trace of murderous lingering, and his breath became more horrible, making Chen Zong cold for no reason.

"You succeeded in angering me." Li Han's voice seemed to blow from the extreme north wind, freezing everything and chilling.

At the moment when Chen Zong's pupils unconsciously contracted, an amazing chill hit, and the cold flow grew from the spine and rushed to the forehead. In front of him, a sharp blade of light bloomed.

fast!

Too fast!

As fast as he was unprepared, the knife was already killed.

How to make a knife?

I don't know, because I can't see clearly at all, I don't even see it.

This knife, which came out of anger, tried its best to kill Chen Zong.

Creepy!

Chen Zong can only rely on the subconscious outburst sharpened by countless times of life and death, quickly retreat, a sword rung.

Dangerously and dangerously blocked the knife, but the terrible coldness rushed straight down the sword body, as if freezing the arm to the body, making Chen Zong's arm numb and the body numb, and the reaction was slow for a moment.

Even though the Xuangu refining tactics were quickly run to disperse the chill, it was too late.

The second knife has already been killed.

Too fast!

Chen Zong's consciousness had just been felt, but his body was slowed by the last cold attack, and his eyes suddenly turned black.

dead!

Killed by Li Han.

"Ant!" Li Han gazed at the body that was cut off with a knife in front of him and smiled contemptuously.

At the next breath, Chen Zong appeared on the original twelve-petal lotus platform, and there was a trace of palpitation on his face. He calmed down after a few breaths, but it was only the apparent calm, and it was still difficult to calm down.

death!

This feeling of death is really uncomfortable.

In an instant, falling into the dark, you can't hear, see, or feel anything, as if falling forever and falling forever.

Great horror!

The kind of dark horror of death erodes the mind like a virus.

Fortunately, Chen Zong was also a person who really died and was reincarnated to the Lingwu Holy Realm. Therefore, he quickly recovered and was replaced by other people. Without such an experience, it is inevitable that there will be a period of time that is difficult to determine.

Li Han appeared on another lotus stand, and sharp and cold Han stared at him, as if to penetrate Chen Zong's body, it seemed that he wanted to kill Chen Zong for the second time before he released his hatred.

Chen Zong didn't pay attention, but calmed down and realized.

Regardless of Li Han's personality, his strength is unquestionable.

The mysterious footwork avoided his dozens of swords. The last two knives were not only extremely fast, but also amazingly powerful.

All of this is worth recalling.

The next battle continued, but Chen Zong did not watch, immersed in his own recollection.

Mysterious footwork, the ultimate knife, and the darkness of death and the light of rebirth.

An alternate cycle of life and death.

There is a great terror between life and death, and there are great opportunities. Whether you can catch it depends on the individual.

Chen Zong felt that he could grasp it.

After losing one game, Chen Zong did not get any points of victory, so he missed the first place, but Chen Zong did not feel sorry. With his current strength, it is indeed difficult to win the first place.

So in the end, we can win the number one place and do our best. In short, in this brutal matchup, I still have the hope of continuing to improve and go further.

One battle after another, some won and some lost, but Chen Zong did not watch the battle, but still settled in the recollection.

This battle has brought great benefits to himself. After the reflection, Chen Zong felt that the half-step sword intention of walking away seemed to have signs of improvement.

90% to 10%!

This will be a greater improvement, at least an increase of 50%, Chen Zong secretly estimated.

It is expected that these peerless arrogances will be able to realize the half-story idea to ten percent, and even some of the peerless arrogance may have mastered more than one half-story idea, so the strength will be so powerful.

Otherwise, it is all the practice of the semi-holy level limit. Although the gap between the exercises exists, it is not large enough to easily kill the other party.

This is only true if the gaps in all aspects are integrated.

Realizing to the extreme, the half-step sword intention is still 90%. It is not so easy to break through, and Chen Zong is not in a hurry.

Life-and-death matchups took place one after another. Some won, some lost, and some evened.

Together with Chen Zong, Xu Mubai from Xuan Ming Domain defeated his opponent and scored two points.

Chen Zong also knew that he would always fight against Xu Mubai, sooner or later.

Soon, 108 arrogances, all shot once, can be regarded as the end of the first round.

After the first round ended, the second round did not start immediately, but gave everyone a quarter of an hour.

In the final analysis, this Xuanyuan Jihad, of course, is to decide the final ranking, but also to further stimulate the potential of the crowd and tap into the extreme of the semi-holy level.

Therefore, after a round of life and death duel, it is necessary to give everyone a little time to relax.

After a moment, the second round begins.

In the eighth game, Chen Zong was selected again, and the opponent was an unfamiliar person, but he was also the king of the world.

Among the 108 days of arrogance in the Xuanyuan Holy War, many of them are Wangdu people, and almost all belong to the royal clan Chu, Li and Zhong.

The person in front of him, wearing a white jade robe and hanging a white jade pendant on his waist, looks extraordinary in temperament. Between his eyes, a sharp cold awn bursts out.

"You were defeated by Li Han first, and now you are defeated by my Zhong Feihong. It's really unbearable." The man's pretense gesture sighed, shaking his head, it seemed really regretful, but His eyes didn't regret it, but there was a trace of coldness in it.

"Don't talk too early." Chen Zong smiled slightly.

This person is a child of the Zhong family. Zhong's peerless arrogance does have strength, but the threat to himself is still not as bad as that.

"Speaking loudly, I will make you sober and sober." Zhong Feihong smiled coldly and slapped out with a slap, hundreds of meters apart, but the slap came like a storm, and fanned mercilessly to Chen Zong's face. .

If you are fanned, you will be more embarrassed than defeated.

Chen Zong will naturally not be fanned.

The figure flashed, calmly avoiding this slap, and then rushed forward and flew away, as fast as streamer.

Approaching!

Zhong Feihong's eyes flashed, and he did not expect himself to slap Chen Zong with a slap.

With a flick of his right hand, a gorgeous jade-white sword light suddenly blasted out of the scabbard, and the sword gas rolled and fluctuated, turning into a group like a floating cloud, and like a meteor breaking through the sky. Stabbing Chen Zong without mercy.

This is a showdown between life and death.

Even if you die, you will be born again, not real death, but the experience is the same as the real death. Who wants to bear so many deaths, to feel the horror of eternal falling darkness.

Chen Zong's eyes narrowed slightly, his slender eyes condensed under his eyes, seeing through everything like a sword, heaving out of the sheath, releasing the terrifying power of terror, and instantly blasted out.

On the thirteenth floor, Taiyuan Moyungong is powerful, and ninety-five percent of the swordsmanship is also powerful.

The sword light collided, both shocked, and immediately shattered, but Zhong Feihong's sword was killed along the trajectory. The sword light was like a star, and the tip of the sword was trembling and fluctuating. Every sword has been sharp so far. It seems to be able to break everything. Everywhere was shrouded in Chen Zonghun's body.

Heartland!

Chen Zong suddenly grasped all the trajectories of the sword light and saw it clearly. Moving between the steps, avoiding sword after sword, Li Han's eyes suddenly shrank, and a ray of cold light burst out.

Because in that step, there was a trace of mystery in his own footwork, which seems plausible.

Is it a coincidence?

Or was it just realized in the first battle?

Li Han believes in the former, but he always feels uncomfortable.

Endless blood!

With a sword, the blood was filled, like a turbulent storm, like the tide of the ocean, raging in all directions, and immediately fought back, drowning Zhong Feihong.

Zhong Feihong's sword suddenly radiated an unparalleled light, and it was blooming like a cluster of flowers, covering all directions, and spreading the blood wave.

Countless jade white sword lights converge into a magnificent, like a skylight penetrates the sea of ​​blood, bombarded, its power is unparalleled.

Extreme heart sword style!

In an instant, Chen Zong also exhibited a sword of Xeon.

The golden sword light is subtle, compared with the magnificent jade white sword light, like a puppy and an elephant, but it is a terrible puppy that can bite a fierce beast.

The golden sword light penetrated the jade-white sword light in an instant, killing like a broken bamboo.

Zhong Feihong was horrified and evaded quickly. Several strands of hair were broken and turned into powder. The horrible sword was roaring in his ears. Loud, dizzy.

The momentum of the fierce sword of 150,000 catties was really terrible. It gave people the feeling of being injured when they touched them.

This is a rare opportunity. Chen Zong once again killed it with a sword.

Zhong Feihong's strength was obviously not as good as that of the severe cold, and he was in a dizzy state. Although he was awake and reacted in a blink of an eye, it was still slightly slower.

This thread is enough to decide victory and defeat life and death.

boom!

Zhong Feihong's head tried to dodge sideways, but still could not avoid it completely, directly hit half of it, half of it was broken, under the shock of terrible power, the other half was also crushed.