Sword God

Daoguang kept killing him, as if he would not kill Chen Zong's consciousness.

"It turned out to be the case." Chen Zong raised a burst of enlightenment and already understood the mystery of the will contained in this knife.

The first step is choice, the second step is insight, and the third step is exploration.

Without seeing the posture, there was a flash of sword light, the knife light was shattered in an instant, everything disappeared, and returned to the starry sky under the thousands of stars.

Soon, Chen Zong chose the second kind of martial will.

It was a palm print, the palm print was powerful, it suppressed the world, and it was overbearing.

That palm, when shot down from the air, seemed to be the palm of the sky, as if the sky collapsed and the earth sank.

If you can't bear it, your martial will will be damaged, and damage will occur, which will be detrimental to future practice.

However, although the martial arts will is very strong, for Chen Zong, it is nothing.

Break through!

Break it with a sword!

Pointing at the stars, but Chen Zong could not help but break the sword.

One leg rolled up the wind and the clouds and roared, swept through the world, and the wind-blown building was broken by Chen Zong.

Big day!

Mingyue!

Thunder!

Mountains!

Torrent!

All are broken with one sword.

A martial will!

Two martial wills!

Three martial art wills!

...

Soon, Chen Zong enlightened more than five kinds of martial will, more than six kinds, and more than seven kinds.

Completely surpassed the Lin family passed down the record from generation to generation.

Eight kinds of martial wills, break!

Nine kinds of martial wills, break!

"There is one more kind of insight." Chen Zong secretly said.

This is a feeling that originates in the depths of consciousness.

Understanding ten kinds of martial wills is your current limit.

Lin Weiyin's participation in five martial arts wills and Chen Zong's participation in ten martial arts will sound twice, but they are not.

Each additional martial will is a great improvement, so the gap between the ten kinds of penetration and the five kinds of penetration is at least several times or higher.

Moreover, every kind of martial art will chosen by Chen Zong is top-notch.

The gap is even greater.

The tenth martial art will, Chen Zong chose Kendo.

Among these thousands of martial arts wills, kendo wills are the most. After all, most of the martial arts wills are branded by the Lin family, and the Lin family is a family of swordsmen.

The last one, Chen Zong is to choose one of these thousands of kendo wills.

The brightest and most splendid one is the most powerful, as if the sun is shining and Tianwei is coming.

But Chen Zong's eyes fell toward a gloomy sword light not far away.

Upon touching and feeling, Chen Zong felt that the amazing will of kendo contained in it was absolutely not inferior to that glorious sword light of that round, and even better than a little.

It seems that the so-called bigger and stronger is not necessarily correct, there are always exceptions.

Then, just realize this kendo will.

The concentration of consciousness, the consciousness entered, and at once, there was darkness. Then, the sword light emerged from the void, tearing the darkness like a sword in the sky and turning into a figure.

At the same time, the surroundings receded into a piece of landscape, which was magnificent.

Chen Zong's expression moved slightly and appeared in front of him. He was Lin Weikong's father Lin Changkong.

Lin Changkong's eyes were indifferent, staring at Chen Zong, looking down like a god.

He did not recognize Chen Zong. After all, it was just a manifestation of the will of the swordsmanship. Even if Lin Weiyin appeared, he would not recognize it.

"My sword can cut through the air."

Lin Changkong seemed to say to himself, muttering in a low voice, and in his hand, a long sword was condensed.

"My sword spirit is endless, and the sky is vast."

This voice changed from a low whisper to a magnificent, rushing towards the sky.

I saw Lin Changkong raised his sword with a bang, and the pavilion behind him and the distant mountains and rivers were turbulent and turbulent in an instant, as if turned into a tremendous amount of sword gas and exploded into endless power.

People are like swords, pavilions are like swords, water is like swords, mountains are like swords.

Immediately, even the ground beneath his feet seemed to become a sword, and the sky above his head seemed to become a sword.

Sword qi flooded between heaven and earth, everything turned into sword and sword qi, just like chaos.

All the sword qi surged with Lin Changkong's sword, which seemed to be irregular, but Chen Zong could feel that countless sword qi was for himself.

Everything can be a sword. This is Lin Changkong's sword will.

Wan Jian!

Swords of all things!

Heaven and earth sword intent!

Turning everything into sword qi, really, is a kind of keen will of kendo.

Just moment, Chen Zong was drowned in endless sword energy.

When he first saw Lin Changkong, Chen Zong was only able to be sure that Lin Changkong was a sub-god-level master, but he couldn't tell how strong he was.

But now from this kendo will, Chen Zong can calculate some.

This kendo will, which was left before Lin Changkong, now Lin Changkong, if there is nothing unexpected, it will only be stronger.

A feeling tells Chen Zong that Lin Changkong's strength will definitely be more tyrannical than the life-blooding slaughter who died under his own sword.

However, there seems to be no Lin Changkong on the second god list.

That is to say, not all masters of sub-god level will be listed in sub-god list, perhaps for various reasons.

Of course, being able to be ranked in the second god list is a proof of strength in itself, and it can only show that the masters in this void are more than expected.

Under the bombardment of endless sword qi, Chen Zong seemed to be crushed, but he was not crushed.

Suddenly, a dark golden sword light suddenly lit up, piercing the sky like a sky, all the sword gas was destroyed, and in an instant, it seemed to be melted into invisible like burning ice.

Guan Xing!

This sword light is Chen Zong's most arrogant sword at present. The sword will will be strong and strong.

One sword is killed, nothing is broken, it penetrates everything, and the high temperature contained in it seems to burn all.

All Jian Qi was defeated and dissipated, and Lin Changkong's figure was also dissipated throughout.

"Gao Ming." Chen Zong participated in the exploration of Lin Changkong's kendo will, and could not help marveling. Then, it was up to him to leave the kendo will.

Then, the kendo will leave behind Guan Xingyijian.

A sword broke through the stars.

Suddenly, the entire starry sky shook, and thousands of starlights flickered endlessly.

Among them, the kendo will, like the supreme king, made thousands of kendo will submit.

Guan Xing and Sword are the extremes and mysteries of the magical swordsmanship, but there is no such thing here. Only this one is the strongest.

On the wall, there was an undetectable sword mark, and Lin Wei, who had been paying attention to it, turned a smile on his face.

"Let's go." Chen Zong returned to his body and smiled at Lin Weiyin.

"Brother Chen, what kind of martial arts will you know?" Lin Weiyin couldn't help but be curious and asked.

"Ten." Chen Zong's answer was just a word, but it seemed that a thunder blew in Lin Weiyin's ears, and Lin Weiyin was shocked by the fact that he was seven and eight.

Ten Martial Wills!

See ten kinds of martial wills!

As far as she knows, the Lin family's highest record of penetrating the will of the martial arts for many years is only six.

One more and one less, the difference is very significant.

It is rumored that there was once a true transmission of galaxy-level forces who came to seek truth, but it was only a matter of understanding the six martial wills.

Sure enough, Brother Chen's talent is not comparable to the true transmission of galaxy-level forces. Only the true transmission of star-level can be comparable.

The next day, Chen Zong naturally lived in the Lin family, waiting for the opening of the Huajian Realm.

The Lin family already knew about Chen Zong’s contribution to Feixue Pavilion, and this time, the elders of the elders did not perform well and had no say at all.

Therefore, Chen Zong has a quota, which has been completely affirmed.

After the Lin family, there was a big snow mountain and a snowy field, which belonged to the Lin family alone, because the swordsmanship practiced by the Lin family was related to the cold.

Lin Weiyin returned from Daxueshan to practice sword and took some things to the other courtyard where Chen Zong temporarily stayed.

"Brother Chen, this is Sanhuadan." Lin Weiyin took out two pots of Sanhuadan and handed it to Chen Zong.

Chen Zong was very happy, but he didn't say anything, and accepted it directly.

I just need it.

After chatting for a while, Lin Weiyin said goodbye, and Chen Zong began to retreat to Sanhua Pill.

Before that, I had refined three pots and three flower pots. I don’t know if my upper limit is four pots or five pots.

Know it by refining a pot first.

Nowadays, 80% of the flower of the god, 70% of the flower of the essence and the flower of the qi.

Start refining.

After a pot of three flower pill is refined, the flower of God is still 80%, the flower of essence and the flower of Qi is still 70%.

Although there is no breakthrough, Chen Zong can still feel that there is improvement, but the more Sanhua Pill is refined, the worse the effect will be in the future.

However, the upper limit has not been reached.

Continue to refine the fifth pot!

But in half a day, Chen Zong successfully refined the fifth pot of Sanhuadan.

The flower of God, the flower of essence and the flower of qi swayed for a while. Under the resonance of each other, the light bloomed in full, spreading all around, rendering all directions.

breakthrough!

Sanhua, have been condensed to the extreme, once again breakthrough.

The flower of God broke from 80% to 90%.

The flower of essence and the flower of qi have successively broken from 70% to 80%.

Chen Zong can clearly feel that his own strength has increased.

Sanhua is the representative of Jingqi and God, and is also a kind of cohesion and practice of one's own strength.

The stronger the three flowers, the stronger the spirit and spirit, and the stronger the power that one can exert.

The top-level three flowers have been upgraded by 10%, which is very difficult, and the distance is closer.

Being able to improve, in addition to two pots and three flowers, there is also a reason for the three flowers resonating for a period of time, and it is impossible to lack any party.

"I only hope that this trip to the sword realm will allow all the spirits and spirits to rise to 10%." Chen Zong secretly said.

Huajian Realm can help Sanhua condense, which Lin Weiyin told Chen Zong.

Chen Zong also came full of anticipation.

At the same time, a 100-meter-long spacecraft was passing the void at an alarming speed, and flew in the direction of Lin Jiahuan sword star.

There are only two people on the 100-meter sword-shaped spaceship.

A pair of young men and women.

The male has a sky-blue robe with long swords and gems hanging from his waist, and the female has a goose-yellow robe with bright eyes and bright teeth, but there is a kind of arrogance between his eyes.

"Senior brother, is the Lin family's sword realm really useful to us?" the woman asked with some conviction.

"According to what my ancestor left, there are nine or nine." The man smiled slightly.