Sword God

The buzzing sound rang through all directions, stirring the four poles.

As if the boundaries were broken in a flash, Chen Zong's footsteps kept moving.

Fifteen thousand kilometers!

Everyone's complexion changed greatly.

This has clearly surpassed the ordinary eight-fold limit to the sanctuary and gradually approached the nine-level sanctuary.

Footsteps, still without pause, continue to move forward.

Han Shan Jianjun's expression was solemn, he gritted his teeth and stepped forward again.

14,000 kilometers!

13,000 kilometers!

Chen Zong's expression has not changed, it seems that this is not much pressure for him.

Twelve thousand kilometers!

Hanshan Jianjun tried his best and kept on moving forward in order to fight for his will.

The strong men who were originally located within a distance of 10,000 meters also seemed to be shocked, and turned their heads to look at them. These powerful saints are at least the appearance of middle-aged people.

One by one, but they are all strong players in the Shangyuan Tianjian List, and even rank above Hanshan Jianjun.

After all, the Shangyuan Tianjian list only talks about strength, regardless of age and talent. In other words, as long as you have enough strength, you can make the list.

Han Ling Jianjun Zhao Lingyu is only the cultivation practice in the early eighth stage of entering the Holy Realm, but he can be included in it, enough to be powerful, but there are many more powerful people than him.

With talent, one can only say that there is no future. It does not mean that it is better than everyone now.

What's more, there is another mountain high.

Han Shan Jianjun did have a record of beating into the Holy Land in the ninth stage, but it was only once, and there were some luck elements in it, some luck.

11,000 kilometers!

Chen Zong's footsteps are still moving forward, getting closer and closer to 10,000 meters, that is, it belongs to the early stage of entering the Sacred Realm.

Although Hanshan Jianjun also reached 12,000 kilometers, he looked dignified and his speed of travel was greatly reduced. The pressure caused by the sharp edge and the cold here has made him difficult to continue. a feeling of.

But watching the other person's figure continue to move forward, Hanshan Jianjun did his best to break out, and vowed not to stop.

Ten thousand meters!

When Chen Zong stepped into the 10,000 meters, the pressure suddenly increased a lot, countless sharp edges turned into sword gas, and the crazy rush came, it seemed to tear Chen Zong like.

The extremely cold breath roared like a hurricane-like roar and shattered everything.

However, Chen Zong took it all calmly and calmly, calling the powerful swordsmen who had entered Jiuzhong to the Holy Realm. They were all amazed, and their eyes were flowing endlessly.

"Secret treasure!"

"There is definitely a treasure in this child, which can withstand the coercion of the thousand crack sword marks."

Suddenly, a lot of desire grew in the heart of many strong men.

After all, the other party's cultivation is only the seventh limit of entering the sanctuary, but it can reach the level that can only be reached in the early stage of the ninth level of entering the sanctuary. Such a huge leap is amazing. Even the arrogance of the colorful ceiling is difficult to achieve.

Moreover, throughout the ages, there were not many peerless arrogances that exploded colorful ceilings. On the contrary, they were few and few.

So young and able to detonate colorful ceilings. In recent years, Shangyuan is not without them, but each one is very famous, not the person in front of him.

Hanshan Jianjun tried his best, but he could not enter the level of 10,000 meters, and the most end step was at 11,000 kilometers, which is his limit.

If we continue to move forward, it will be difficult to withstand that terrible coercion.

Even at this thousand kilometers, Han Shanjian Jun Zhao Lingyu felt very uncomfortable, unable to comprehend at all, and could only resist the impact of that coercion.

Time can't bear it.

Retreat!

His eyes stared at Chen Zong's back with a light of hate. Hanshan Jianjun could only retreat reluctantly. With the retreat, the pressure gradually weakened.

Eventually, Hanshan Jianjun retreated to 15,000 kilometers. Although the pressure is still very strong, it can withstand and will not hinder his own enlightenment.

"Little friends and great talents, the old man Canglang Sword Sovereign, his strength is not strong, and he can be ranked 38th on the Yuantian Sword List." An old man who entered the sanctuary in the middle of the ninth layer turned his head and looked over his eyes. It seemed to be familiar with Chen Zong's face, with a smile on his face, and he sighed slightly, and seemed to be troubled: "The old man's self-sensing potential is about to be exhausted, but he is not willing to use this ten thousand split sword. The mystery of the mark breaks its own boundaries, hoping to go further in the sword."

"This shameless old thing is about to be shot." Suddenly, someone secretly sneered.

"I also hope that the little friend can fulfill you, and use my secret treasure to use it with me, so that I can move forward, understand the mystery of the ten thousand cracked sword marks, and break through my own boundaries. The old man is grateful." , And finally expressed his purpose.

Secret treasure!

He thought that Chen Zong had secret treasures in his body, so he could take the cultivation of the seven-fold limit of entering the holy realm, but stepped into the early stage of entering the holy realm.

If this treasure falls into your own hands, you can definitely get closer to the end of the ten thousand cracked sword marks, and realize a stronger and clearer atmosphere of kendo. At that time, you will be able to make a further breakthrough and become more powerful on the sword.

As for if the secret treasure falls into his own hands, when there is no reason to go back, if he dares to ask for it, it will be cut with a sword.

This and other similar things have not been done.

At the same time, a mighty sword-like spirit like Canglang was flowing from the body of Canglang Jianzun, as if the raging swept through, surging, impacting Chen Zong, and the sword was in full swing.

The coercion of words and sword will make Chen Zong yield.

This kind of swordsmanship seems to have reached a high rank.

In fact, the strong kendo who can be listed on the Yuantian sword list almost all have mastered the high-level sword intention.

The difference lies only in the mastery and excavation of high-level sword intentions.

Taking Chen Zong as an example, what he masters is the top-level mind swordsmanship meaning. The three tricks in the infinite infinite sword: serial, infinite, and infinite reflect Chen Zong's digging and mastering the potential of mind swordsmanship.

The first line of heaven and earth is the fourth sword. It is a sword near the extreme. It represents that Chen Zong has tapped and mastered the potential of Xinjiandaoyi to an amazing height.

In the Shangyuan Tianjian list, there are of course ninety-nine strong swordsmen, all of which are of good strength, and each has a profound attainment in the sword.

However, there are very few people who can tap the potential of Jianyi near the extreme.

What's more, the power of high-level swordsmanship is not comparable to the power of top-level swordsmanship, as it is also nearing the extreme.

Canglang Jianzun is worthy of being a veteran kendo strongman. The power of Canglang Jianyi is indeed quite amazing, as if the rivers are rough, and each wave carries amazing sharpness and coldness.

But Chen Zong couldn't help it.

The gap between the power of Canglang Jianyi and Xinjian Daoyi is very obvious.

"Even if I have a secret treasure, what qualifications do you have for obtaining it?" Chen Zong's eyes swept slightly, and he spoke quietly and quietly.

Suddenly, Canglang Jianzun's complexion changed, and he was even more amazed that his Canglang Jianyi's coercion could not pose any threat to the other party. For a time, Canglang Jianzun was amazed and didn't speak directly.

He could not understand the details of Chen Zong.

Whether the other party came here with the power of the secret treasure, or with his own ability.

If it is the former, it doesn't matter. If it's the latter, it's shocking.

The former is more likely, but the latter cannot be ruled out.

Canglang Jianzun did not speak anymore, and Chen Zong naturally ignored the other party.

After feeling the coercion at 10,000 meters, Chen Zong's eyes flashed a glare of light, staring ahead, and could see the end of the Wan crack sword mark more clearly. It seemed that there were countless sharp breaths hovering endlessly.

Take steps, take steps!

Everyone was shocked, and they could move on.

Soon after, Chen Zong walked to the nine thousand kilometers, almost equal to Canglang Jianzun, and immediately walked past Canglang Jianzun without stopping.

Canglang Jianzun's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at Chen Zong as if he wanted to see it through, his five fingers moved slightly, and he seemed to be pulling his sword at any time.

But in the end, the five fingers of Canglang Jianzun still relaxed, he didn't have much confidence.

Wan crack sword marks the most test of strength.

The level of cultivation here is not a real standard.

Chen Zong's ability to go flat with himself shows that his strength is very strong, even if he is not as good as himself, there will be no big gap.

In a hurry, it is just a bird of prey.

Canglang Jianzun has lived up to now, and has experienced many things. He has long been accustomed to thinking more, rather than being like a bloody boy, he pulls his sword at the same time.

However, Chen Zong is guarded. If Nacang Sword Sovereign really dare to draw his sword, the consequence is death. Chen Zong will never show mercy when he makes his sword.

Fortunately, in the end, Canglang Jianzun did not draw his sword, otherwise, Chen Zong's counterattack would make him too late to regret.

Eight kilometers!

This is the level equivalent to the ninth stage of entering the Holy Realm.

Now, one by one has lost his voice and can't say anything.

It's amazing.

It was really amazing.

Although the higher the cultivation base is, the greater the gap in strength is, but similarly, the closer it is to the Ten Thousand Sword Marks, the more amazing the increase in its coercion.

The increase in coercion from 10,000 meters to nine thousand kilometers is definitely better than the increase in coercion from 20,000 meters to 19,000 kilometers.

At this distance, Chen Zong could clearly feel the amazing coercion.

However, it is not enough, it is not the limit.

Step forward!

Forward!

Step by step, it affects everyone's eyes and moods, fluctuating.

This made Han Shan Jianjun very jealous.

No one in the world can break through fame and fortune, nor can the Great Holy Realm Xeon.

At seven kilometers, there are three kendo strongmen who have reached the peak of the holy realm. With their strength, they can actually go further, even reaching a distance of six kilometers.

It's just that it will face great pressure and distract their minds, resulting in a decline in the effect of perception.

Chen Zong, however, has set foot seven kilometers, and is level with the three strong swordsmen who have entered the peak of the Holy Land.

The three men, one old man in black robe, were tall and mighty, and their eyes were like tigers, and they were not angry.

One is the appearance of a middle-aged scribe in Qingpao, with a book-like atmosphere.

One is an old woman with a rickety body, with wrinkles on her face like dry bark, and her eyes seem to be cloudy, giving her a feeling of dizzy half-footed stepping into the coffin.

The eyes of the three men stared at Chen Zong's face in unison.