Sword God

"It is rumored that this era, from the ancient times, the ancient times, the Middle Ages to the present ages, the cultivation path has been passed down continuously, but there will be some changes in the cultivation path of each small era, unlike other small eras.

"If you can gather the inheritance of the four *** cultivation methods, you should be truly complete."

"It's a pity that many strong men have tried it, but no one succeeded."

"And you, it is really lucky to be able to get such a chance."

Moxin said sentence by sentence, making Chen Zong surprised.

This luck is really good.

It's just a pity that the so-called round leaks fill the gap with the original sword qi of the Middle Ages, too little, too little, and it is very subtle and very limited to his early sword yuan.

Chen Zong decided to enter the realm of kendo again to see if he could continue to obtain the original sword spirit left by Ming Jianxiu.

When stepping into the realm of Kendo again, Chen Zong felt that his strength was suppressed again, unable to move.

Sword Qi condensed and smashed into the air, but was crushed by Chen Zong again. A trace of unsearchable source sword gas merged into Chen Zong's body and lurked.

This time, Chen Zong did not look any longer, because he already knew.

go ahead!

Continue to advance, slash the sword qi continuously, and harvest the source sword qi continuously.

Chen Zong came to the giant sword again, one hundred meters apart.

However, Chen Zong frowned slightly: "Senior Demon Heart, do you feel that the scope and repression of this kendo field seems to shrink and weaken a bit."

"Well, the scope of the kendo field is indeed reduced, and its power of suppression is also weakened." Moxin responded with a certain tone.

"Is it because I absorbed the source of Jianqi?" Chen Zong speculated.

As for whether it is right or not, you will know if you try it once.

Chen Zong withdrew from the scope of Kendo again, and his strength was restored. The source of Qi, which was the essence of the meditation that was integrated into the body, once again merged into his primordial sword Yuan, and again filled the gap.

Strictly speaking, this kind of defect is not a defect of the practice method, but a defect of the times, or a defect of the small era.

When all the qualities of the meditation attributes were fully integrated into Chen Zong's Taiyuan Jianyuan, Chen Zong again felt that his body of Jianyuan seemed to be more rounded, making the emperor more comfortable.

Step into the realm of kendo again, advance, smash sword energy, and gain sword energy.

When Chen Zong arrived at the giant sword again, he stood still.

"Senior Demon Heart, the scope of this kendo field has really narrowed, and its coercion has indeed weakened a bit." Chen Zongning said with a deep sense.

"Well, maybe, it was you who absorbed the relationship of its original sword energy." Demon Heart said, looking through Chen Zong's body immediately to the dark giant sword: "The original sword energy should be from that giant sword. If you can get the great sword from the above, it will be of great help if you can make up for the lack of sword yuan skills."

Chen Zong nodded and tried to approach the giant sword again, but, at a distance of 99 meters, he could not continue to advance, the sword pressure was too strong.

However, it used to be 100 meters, now it is 99 meters, which is indeed an improvement.

It can also be said that the field of kendo is weakening.

In this case, Chen Zong once again withdrew from the field of Kendo and stepped into it again and again and again and again, constantly acquiring the original sword qi, absorbing it and refining it constantly. An essential change, although each time is very weak, but the number is more than one, the effect is still obvious when added together.

Each time, the range of the kendo field will be reduced, and the sword pressure will be weakened accordingly.

Ninety-eight meters!

Ninety-seven meters!

Ninety-six meters!

When he was tired, Chen Zong stopped to rest, recovered his strength and spirit, and learned the sword skills.

Entering this kendo field, you can't urge other forces, you can only display the basic swordsmanship, so Chen Zong's swordsmanship foundation is slowly improving.

The foundation of Chen Zong’s swordsmanship is extremely solid, and it is extremely difficult to further improve. It is ten times and hundreds of times more difficult than the improvement of Xiu Wei. Repeatedly tempering his own swordsmanship foundation went even further in the hundred feet.

If this step of improvement is placed in normal times, it will take many years.

This is an additional benefit.

After rest, the spirit recovered and the physical strength recovered, and Chen Zong continued to break into the field of kendo.

Repeatedly over and over again, as if there is no end, this is undoubtedly very boring. After a long time and more than one time, it will inevitably make people feel tired, from physical to mental exhaustion, but Chen Zong forgets everything else The operation of the game is also based on the deduction of swordsmanship, sinking into it wholeheartedly, like being intoxicated and crazy like a devil.

In this way, Chen Zong will not feel bored or care about how much time has passed, or even counted, how many times he has withdrawn and entered.

Eighty meters!

Seventy meters!

Sixty meters!

Fifty meters!

Every time he approaches the giant sword by one meter, Chen Zong has to exit at least twice, that is to say, each time, he can advance a distance of half a meter.

Finally, with Chen Zong's unremitting efforts, when he reached ten meters of the giant sword, he could see the lines on the giant sword, which became clearer and more striking.

The sword pattern is extremely mysterious. When Chen Zong gazes at close range, he can feel an indescribable mystery permeating in it, but it does not lead to it.

However, with his extraordinary understanding, he was unable to realize the mystery within a while.

"There are still ten meters." Chen Zong withdrew his gaze and retreated again.

The range of the Kendo field has been reduced a lot compared to the first time, less than half of that time.

Exit, enter, exit again, enter again.

This time, Chen Zongjin went to a place half a meter away from the giant sword, but that half meter was like a rift, so Chen Zong could not cross it.

That sword pressure was amazing.

The field of kendo has shrunk to within a kilometer.

Withdrawing, Chen Zong took a short break, allowing the nearly overdrawn spirit and body to recover well.

When the spirit recovered and the physical strength was completely restored, Chen Zong stepped into the realm of kendo again.

Moving forward, all the sword qi suddenly condensed, but instead of direct attack as before, he was suspended around and separated by a distance from Chen Zong.

More and more sword qi condensed, and gathered in the middle, and finally condensed into a figure, slowly solidifying.

It was a figure with a faint black light, holding a long sword, standing in front of Chen Zong, only to see his right sword leaning to the ground, his left hand carrying, standing quietly, motionless, on a vague face, a pair of secluded Staring at Chen Zong.

Chen Zong only felt that he was being stared and locked in his eyes, and a trace of chill came out of the depths of his body.

There was no speech or any words. The black light figure suddenly lifted a sword, and Jianguang smashed into the air.

The silent sword is subtle and incomprehensible, and it is indescribable that Chen Zong has a feeling that he can't avoid it anyway.

Obviously it was just a common sword, just a trick of basic swordsmanship, not a trick, and no terrible extraordinary power attached, but it made Chen Zongsheng feel an inescapable feeling.

Very strange, the sword is extremely fast, killing in an instant, can not allow Chen Zong to hesitate.

Even before it was too late to think well, Chen Zong had followed the instincts of a thousand hammers and tried to fight off.

The blades clash, and Mars splashes away, but the double swords are not bounced off. Instead, the shocking power is removed in a wonderful way of unloading. The hard and straight long sword seems to turn into a finger-like softness in a flash , Become extremely flexible, shuttle in an instant, and kill each other.

The blades of the sword also collide with each other from time to time, and the impact of tyrannical force is combined into a continuous noise like the rain hitting the plantain.

Jianguang wreaked havoc, encircling all directions, enveloping the two together, as if weaving into silk.

Chen Zong concentrated all the minds, opened the four-hearted mood, extremely focused, and completely captured all the movements around him, as if he could "see" the track of the other party's sword.

Extremely mysterious, this kind of swordsmanship is better than himself. If it is not a single-minded artistic conception, Chen Zong estimates that it is difficult for him to support for how long.

The one-hearted tactic is a tactic, which is different from the tactics of the sword of Yuan dynasty in the early days. It does not have any direct attack and lethality. It is like an auxiliary. Therefore, it will not be suppressed by this kendo field.

This is the case with Rao, and Chen Zong was also injured. He was cut by the opponent's sword and was directly injured.

The sword wound was torn, and a burst of cold breath invaded it, which made Chen Zong feel very uncomfortable, but Chen Zong stubbornly stayed down, and didn't seem to feel the same.

Swordsmanship is also further improved without knowing it.

It's as if its own potential is under this kind of pressure, and it is excited a little bit, and then transformed into a swordsmanship foundation.

Improve!

Endless improvement!

When Chen Zong's sword wounds amounted to more than 20, Chen Zong's swordsmanship foundation also rose to a whole new level. He seemed to break his own swordsmanship limit and enter a new and more superb state.

However, that kind of state is indescribable, and Chen Zong does not know how to break through, perhaps with the help of external pressure?

It's just that this person's sword can no longer bring much pressure to himself, and is already at a level with himself.

war!

The opponent's swordsmanship has a secret and mysterious, unpredictable, but it also contains a sense of uprightness, very contradictory, but perfectly combined into one.

This battle, super high intensity, called Chen Zong's spirit and body have undergone a double test, as if reached a limit, a critical point.

After a long battle, both the mental will and physical strength reached their limits, as if the steel wire was about to break.

Chen Zong's eyes are very condensed, his eyes glowing, staring at each other, as if seeing through everything.

In an instant, Jingmang exploded like a blazing sun, the long sword trembles in an instant, the frequency is very high, breaking a boundary, it seems to break the void.

I tried my best to bet on all my spiritual will and physical strength, and bet on the incomparable faith, and the sword was killed. The meteor is unique and unmatched.