Sword God

This level is three days and three nights. In order to maintain the strength of the body at its peak, Chen Zong had to take one Jingyuan pill and one Yangshen pill.

However, the number of sword seal branders gathered in Fujian Mountain also exceeded 300, close to 400.

More than half of these four hundred people have a lot of sword marks, at least ten, many or even a hundred, and the breath is very terrible.

"Who the hell is that?" The sword ghost wearing a ghost face mask exuded a terrifyingly terrible atmosphere, and the murderous force traversed all directions, and the bloody eyes glanced across, making people involuntarily tense: " Who sent the post and stood up?"

After waiting three days and three nights, everyone was already impatient.

"get out."

"Dare to tease us like this."

Like being detonated, all the dissatisfaction and anger all vented in an instant. The terrible breath also stirred up in all directions with an amazing roar, as if to break up the entire Fujian Mountain.

When dissatisfaction accumulates to the extreme, and when anger erupts as a result, the scene will fall into chaos.

Everyone has received the post. In the eyes of everyone, it should be a battle post. There is a certain sword seal brand who will fight with him at Fujian Mountain. The difference between life and death will be the winner. The winner will get the other party’s sword seal. The loser Will lose all sword marks.

As for whether it would be a conspiracy, everyone thought about it, but in the end decided to come.

Because everyone guesses, maybe not only one person gets the battle post, but more people, so it means that you can meet other sword imprinters in Fujian Mountain, so you don’t have to worry about looking for other people everywhere. , Just need to come to Fujian Mountain.

war!

Everyone is not a fool, and they are all ready to meet the conspiracy. After all, everyone has experienced countless life-and-death battles and encountered many kinds of situations. No one has cultivated it smoothly.

Sometimes even if you know what conspiracies exist, you will go back without a look, one is confidence in yourself, and the other is because there is enough attraction.

However, after staying in the mountains for three days and three nights, the person who posted it has never appeared, which has made some people's patience reach a critical point.

After all, the environment here is not good, and everyone is not the level that is not afraid of water, fire and cold, but the level of ordinary people who are banned from extraordinary powers.

Even if it reaches the limit of the human body, it still feels uncomfortable.

"It's you who posted the war." Suddenly, someone stared at a person next to him, and at the same time the sound rang, the long sword came out of the sheath, rolled up a terrible thunder, and carried it out with the violent power of destruction.

"You're looking for death." The person who was accused of posting the war post was immediately annoyed. He was originally a belly fire, and now he was so framed, and was directly attacked by the other party. His inner anger was instantly ignited and detonated, and he did not hesitate. Pulling the sword out of the sheath, bombarded like the explosion in Foshan.

war!

The anger erupted and the sword gas rose, and the collision swept through all directions.

"Look what to see, die." The cold voice was sharp and the sword light broke.

Chaos!

It was only a short time before the break, and many people took their swords out.

However, some people still suppressed the dissatisfaction and anger in their hearts, remained calm, and pulled back one after another, not involved in the chaos.

Obviously, the situation in front of you should be seen by the person who posted the war.

"Go." Someone secretly whispered, withdrew without hesitation, and quickly went down the mountain.

But some people did not leave, just backed away and opened a certain distance and chose to wait and see.

The person who posted the war is the messenger behind, and the existence of the black hand behind the scenes is now very clear and is a conspiracy.

So, choose to wait and see, the person behind the scene will appear sooner or later.

Chen Zong broke away from the crowd and stood watching the chaos while watching all the movements around him.

Immediately, a glimpse of some people in the corner of the eyes quickly detached, and went down the mountain, his heart couldn't help moving, feeling that these people would not seem to get out so easily.

An invisible net has already unfolded unconsciously. Now, it seems that it is time to close the net.

Then the people in the net are like fish.

"Is it all over the net, or is the net dead?"

"Or was it swallowed by a fish?"

Chen Zong said to himself, his voice was very subtle, and only he could hear it.

After someone beheaded one, his gaze swept away, a sword rolled up the storm, and made a tremendous rumbling sound, as if all the breath of wind between heaven and earth had gathered like a violent murder.

With a sharp flash in the bottom of my eyes, Chen Zong did not dodge.

...

Some people quickly ran down the mountain, separated by tens of meters from each other, instead of fighting each other, but guarding against each other.

The breath here seems depressed, making them instinctively feel uncomfortable, and it is best to get out as soon as possible, otherwise the sword seal that oneself may finally obtain, will be owned by others.

While going down the mountain quickly, I was a little puzzled, because in the sense of the sword seal, there were three breaths of the sword seal at the foot of the mountain, motionless.

Is it someone who has just come to Fujian Mountain from a distance?

still is……

With a bit of surprise, these people also ran to the foot of the mountain, and soon their complexion changed greatly, only to feel the more depressed atmosphere of the breath here, filled with a wave of Xiao Xiao.

That Xiao Xi's breath became a piece, as if it was an invisible net covering the sky, and the light in the air was also affected. It became dim, and there was a trace of bloody smell in the air. Among them, unconsciously with the air pouring into the nasal cavity, people feel more uncomfortable.

Right in front, there are three figures standing.

On the left is a masked man in a night-walking suit, on the right is a tall young man in a bloody armor. As for the man in the middle, he is a gilt light armor with a dragon-shaped sword pattern on the armor, which looks like a low-key Luxurious and magnificent.

It can be seen that these three people respect the man in the middle.

The three are staring with different eyes.

"kill!"

Despite the feeling of depression in the air, the people who went down the mountain immediately rushed forward, the swords out of their sheaths, and they killed the three directly.

Instinctive feeling, these three are not well-intentioned, then, killed.

But some people took advantage of this opportunity to quickly get out again and rush to the side.

Those who can enter the world through the sword garden and discuss swords are not weak, and the swordsmanship is superb and powerful.

These five people were killed in an instant, and there was no intention to join forces, but in the invisible, they also formed a tendency to join forces.

"Courage is commendable." The young man in heavy armour pulled out his long sword and grinned, a bloodthirsty smell pervading.

"Hey." The masked man's eyes in a night-walking suit shot a ray of cold awn, and between the murderous flashes, the sword was half out of the sheath, and a ray of black awn bloomed.

The heavy armored youth and the masked man each intercepted the next one, and the remaining three people all killed the middle-aged young man in luxurious light armor.

Looking at the three people killed with swords, it was like the youth of the royal family not only did not have the slightest fear and fear, but instead showed a smile of one meter, but that smile seemed to have a bit of bloodthirsty taste.

With the right hand clasping the hilt, the sword's body does not squirm out of the sheath, the speed is consistent, and the slight friction sound also sounds, permeating the air.

The moment the sword tip completely separated from the sword sheath, the sword speed suddenly increased tens of times, bringing a subtle light and shadow that was difficult to look directly into a faint streamer and breaking through the air, ten meters apart, and immediately penetrated one of them. Then dissipated.

"You... are too weak." It was like a sighing voice, flowing into the wind and passing into the ears of the other two. I don't know why, they even raised a feeling of horror from the heart.

The terrifying sharpness erupted in a flash, and it was overwhelming, as if it were a field that enveloped all around.

Suppressed by this breath, the two only felt sinking, and their hands and feet felt stiff and soft, as if their strength was limited and it was difficult to release them completely.

Although it is only a breath, it is enough.

The sword light flashed in front of them, but when they wanted to react, they were slower.

Through!

It was penetrated and killed directly.

As for the other two battles not far away, they ended at the same time.

All five sword seal branders died, and the sword seals they owned were all absorbed by the three.

"His Royal Highness, the chaotic war on the mountain has already begun." Throwing away the blood from the sword, the heavy armored young man smiled.

"Well, after a while, it's time to reap." The youth, who was called His Royal Highness, seemed to be laughing and smiling, with a light look, as if holding everything in his hands.

...

Halfway up the Fujian Mountain, chaotic wars continued and became more intense.

Sword technique draws the breath of power in the world, fluctuating endlessly, sometimes like a torrent, sometimes like a landslide, sometimes like a storm, sometimes like a violent thunder, constantly colliding, more and more terrifying.

Chen Zong's three swords were killed by the attacking people. After obtaining dozens of sword marks, they retreated again, pulling them further away.

Under the same body strength, but the difference in the level of swordsmanship has led to the strength of everyone, and there has also been a difference between strong and weak, even very obvious.

"Don't die under my sword." Sword ghosts wearing ghost face masks are extremely powerful, and each sword has erupted into a terrifying power. Shadows have swept through, and ghosts are engulfed in all directions, and it is getting colder.

On the other side, a young man with an empty upper body and a robe tied to his waist like a skirt, his muscles swelled and was full of amazing power. I saw him holding swords in both hands, and each sword was chopped, and each sword was violent. , As if going on like this, can break mountains, cut off the world, madness.

There is also a sword in his hand, a dazzling burst of light, sweeping around in all directions, as if a bright masterpiece, bright bright everything in the world.

But under the sword of his bright masterpiece, there was a trace of darkness.

Where there is light, there will be darkness.

The light was never alone, but accompanied by darkness. Chen Zong couldn't help narrowing his eyes.

The combination of the sword of light and the dark.

Light and darkness are opposites. The combination of the two is to overcome the fusion of wind and thunder and become more powerful.

But these three people, although they all arouse Chen Zong's focus, there is one person who is most noticed by Chen Zong.

The man had a sword in his hand, and his steps were like flowing clouds and waters. Between the light and the light, all the offensives were resolved into invisible, but it gave people an unremarkable feeling, which was easy to be ignored.