Sword God

At the end of Wan crack sword marks, as if inserted with a huge invisible, colorless and phaseless sword edge, the sword energy released released shocked the world.

Chen Zong's eyes stared at him, and he felt a tingling tingling sensation.

Youjue's black pupil was first displayed. The faint shimmering light suddenly filled the eyes, rendering a layer of black light. The free sword and cold air in the air suddenly became very clear.

At a glance, the front was almost full of powerful sword and cold breath.

That sword spirit, with an indescribable sharpness, seemed to be able to tear everything between heaven and earth, no matter whether it was hard or nothing, it could not resist its amazing power.

And that cold breath is very strange, full of amazing chill and erosive power, it seems to be able to penetrate all erosion, everything is ruined, and it is chilling.

Seven thousand kilometers!

Chen Zong paused for a moment, staring, and felt it carefully.

The dreadful sword and cold breath continued to diffuse from the front, and it was as thick as the water of the river. It was washed on the body. Its sharp edge seemed to tear its body and even the soul, and its shadow Han seemed to freeze his body and even his soul.

However, Chen Zong's cultivation is strong and strong, and he can withstand such impacts and feel it carefully.

The cold breath with a trace of pure and extreme aura, although very subtle, is very condensed and amazing. Silently breathed into the body by Chen Zong, straight into the sea of ​​gods, and absorbed by Shura's avatar Chen Xiu. The mystery of the power of the god-level void demons enhances themselves.

This cold power is not good for the deity, but for the avatar, it is useful if applied well.

Avatar enlightenment on the remaining cold power of the god-level void demons, and this deity enlightenment on the remaining ten thousand sword spirits of the ten thousand fiendish sword saints of the strongest swordsman.

The three swordsmen who entered the holy realm and the ninth pinnacle have taken back their eyes and turned to continue to enlighten.

As long as there is no conflict of interest, they generally will not take action.

A wisp of sword energy was captured by Chen Zong, twisting lightly at the fingertips, and with the amazing mind, he carefully felt the power contained in this sword energy.

Although the sword energy is subtle, it seems to contain a broken space. In that space, there are a series of cracks constantly appearing, very unstable, the cracks are amazing, like a crack in the space, it seems to be able to tear everything.

Thousand cracks!

This is the sword energy remaining from the sword of the Great Sword Realm Swordsman Strongest Ten Thousand Sword Sword, who has spent his life's strength. The top-ranked swordsmanship is ten thousand swordsmanship.

This Ten Thousand Cracked Swordsmanship is that Ten Thousand Thousand Swordsmen gradually transforms their quality from the low-level swordsmen’s tapping potential and continuously improves them until they reach the top level. Terrible.

Chen Zong was also surprised at the hint of Jian Qi that contained insignificant points of the sword.

Thousand cracks!

It seems to be able to tear everything apart, to a certain extent, it has something in common with the characteristics of Taiyuan Jianyuangong.

Perhaps, if you are enlightened here, you can use the remaining ten thousand sword spirit and ten thousand sword energy to perfect the thirtyth layer of the sword's Yuan Gong in the early days, and the power will be greatly increased.

Time passed slowly. From time to time, masters of kendo came from the outside, entered the ten thousand cracked sword marks, and moved forward step by step, until it was difficult for the time to stop, and slowly realized.

After an hour passed, Chen Zong was still enlightened, and had a little income, but only had income, which was more obvious.

Immediately, Chen Zong stepped out again. This step immediately aroused everyone, and the three kendo powerhouses who entered the ninth peak of the holy realm were also alarmed, their eyes stared, and the frightening cold mans.

Where is this child sacred?

He can continue to move forward.

Six kilometers!

When Chen Zong stepped into the six kilometers, it was equivalent to the distance that the nine-layer extreme kendo strongman who could enter the holy realm could bear and enlighten.

After a pause, Chen Zong continued to understand.

The ten thousand cracked sword qi and the evil demon's coldness are becoming stronger and more amazing, but the effect of enlightenment is also better.

Another hour passed, and Chen Zong also realized the mysterious insights contained in the ten thousand cracked sword qi and the evil devil's cold, and turned it into his own, further enhancing the background.

As Chen Zong was about to move on, suddenly, a breath of cold light radiated from the end of the Ten Thousand Sword Marks, as if the Sky Sword had broken through the sky, the speed was astonishing, the sharpness was unmatched, it went through everything, tearing everything apart.

When the sword came out, there was an amazing momentum that cut through the void and opened up the world.

Just blinking, he shot out from the deepest part of the ten thousand crack sword marks, and shot through thousands of kilometers.

The glint of Chen Zong's eyes flashed through, as if the black water wave was rippling up and down, locking the ray that radiated from the end of the sword mark.

It was a sword blade, a sword blade made of highly condensed swords and tens of thousands of sword spirits, exuding a breathtaking breath of breath, strong and arrogant.

"It is a ten thousand cracked sword." The eyes of the three swordsmen who entered the holy realm and the nineth peak peak shot out the sharp sharp mane. In a moment, all the hidden powers burst out. The terrible sword was inspiring all directions, and the whole body was instantly The sword energy and the cold and torrents that were constantly pounding came to pieces and dispersed.

Thousand cracked swordsman!

This is a kendo treasure that will be born in the depths of the ten thousand fissure sword marks, but it is formed by the condensing of many ten thousand fierce sword qi, from invisible to tangible, which contains a strong tense fierce sword meaning.

If this treasure can be seized to enlighten the ten thousand cracked sword intent, and prove its own swordsmanship, it should be surprisingly useful, and it may even enlighten the ten thousand split sword intent from it.

This tyrannical sword of tyranny has been inherited since ancient times.

It's just that the probability of Wan crack Jianmang's appearance is very low and very low. Sometimes it doesn't appear once every few years, and its value is extremely amazing. Every time it appears, it will trigger many kendo powers to fight for it.

However, there are not many people who can really participate in the competition. After all, the coercion of the ten thousand crack sword marks has always existed. Without enough strength, it is impossible to get close.

In an instant, the three swordsmen who entered the holy realm and the nineth highest peak exploded in an astonishing momentum, and they quickly crossed the distance of thousands of kilometers and approached, wanting to seize the ten thousand cracked swordmans.

Chen Zong also shot in an instant.

The speed of Ten Thousand Cracks is amazing. In a blink of an eye, it crosses several kilometers and blasts out, as if to penetrate everything and be indestructible.

The left hand is filled with a trace of tyrannical power, and he grabs it out of thin air, as if the dragon is probing its claws, and directly covers a side of the void, vigorously powerful, unmatched, but exquisite.

If you don't take it, it will show amazing ability.

The speed of the ten thousand fissures is astonishing, sharp and unmatched, as if torn everything, invincible and unstoppable, but under the grasp of Chen Zong, there is no way to escape.

The five fingers are changing, and the force of tyranny is straight through the two fingers. There is a glimmer of silver brilliance, like the lightness of the finger, and the mysterious and mysterious grip of the ten thousand fissure sword.

Ten Thousand Cracked Swordsmanship burst into awe-inspiring power, and was about to tear Chen Zong’s two fingers away, Chen Zong could feel the terrible power, as if it could tear all the power, almost, he could separate his Refers to tearing.

Power surging violently, in an extremely subtle way, covered this cracked awn, like a chain of chains, locked it tightly, and could not move at all.

"Children stop!"

"Junior let go!"

The three sacred knights of the nine peaks who entered the holy realm also rushed to the scene. While crying out, they also shot Chen Zong without hesitation.

Three completely different but terrifying sword lights, tearing the void to kill Chen Zong.

The sword of the tall and mighty old man in black robe has a slap, the whole body is black, and it is as heavy as a mountain. A sword is slashed out. The sword seems to condense the shadow of a black mountain, exuding a very powerful and heavy atmosphere. The void under the sword seemed to be suppressed and solidified.

The Qingpao middle-aged scribe had a sword like a willow leaf, a sword was swayed, and it was lightly written, as if there was no fireworks, just like the wind willow, there was a beautiful picture of the lake green and the weeping willow. , But it contains amazing sharpness and killing.

And the old woman with a thin and slender spine straightened her spine for a moment, like a sword straight, an amazing and mysterious breath rose suddenly from her body, seemed to penetrate the sky, but silent.In the ghost head in her hand, there was a dark black and scarlet light spurting, and it was very mysteriously pierced into the void, flashing in an instant, and appeared at the mouth of Chen Zong's heart.

Silent, secret and difficult to discern, it's just a shot, and a shot is a lethal move, merciless.

In an instant, Chen Zong, who got the crack of the sword, faced the siege of the three swordsmen who had entered the Holy Realm and the nineth peak, falling into a dead end.

In the distance, Hanshan Jianjun saw this scene, and suddenly felt very refreshed, very relieved, and also surprised, because he recognized the identity of the three strong swordsmen.

The exclamation continued, and many people also recognized the identity of the three strong swordsmen.

The old man of Montenegro, the seventeenth strongest in the Shangyuan Tianjian list.

Ghost Shadow Blood Sword, the 16th strongest player on the Shangyuan Tianjian list.

Fu Liu Jian Zun, the fifteenth strongest in the Shangyuan Tianjian list.

All are on the Shangyuan Tianjian list, the top ranked kendo powerhouses, it is just a shot, and once shot, its power is amazing, terrible.

Chen Zong has never taken the initiative to snatch what others have succeeded in, but he also does not allow others to snatch what he succeeded.

Immediately facing the siege of the three strong swordsmen, each sword showed no mercy and immediately brought a lot of pressure to himself, but it was just some pressure.

Compared with Na Lingtian Sword King, such pressure is not enough.

It can be seen that the strength of Ling Tianjian Wang is more powerful than that of the three of them.

Of course, Ling Tianjian Wang is a peerless arrogant, and although the talents of these three people are good, the smallpox that was detonated at that time was only four colors. For a very strong relationship.

After all, the strength of a cultivator has never been determined by one aspect, but by a comprehensive combination of many aspects, it is incomplete without any aspect.