Sword God

This sword has no sword element, no physical divine power, and also no divine soul power. It is just a common sword stabbed, but it carries the spirit spirit bred and inspired by Chen Zong.

That is a kind of unmatched faith that must be medium and must be killed. With this sword, it is the power of the spirit and the power of the body.

The moment the sword was swung, Chen Zong felt the sublimation, which was a spiritual sublimation, as if breaking the spiritual limit.

During the initial cultivation, the spiritual will was not prominent, but gradually it became an important part, just like a kind of belief.

But then, mastering the consciousness, mastering the mind again, and condensing the primordial spirit is equivalent to the transformation of the spirit one after another, and the evolution of time and time again, just like the evolution of life, constantly elevating to a higher level .

However, the spirit has never disappeared and has always existed.

Nowadays, all high-end power is suppressed by the field of kendo, and the only thing left is the most fundamental spiritual will.

That is also the fundamental strength of a person's birth, rather than the acquired cultivation.

This sword swing seemed to be burning, and it also gave Chen Zongsheng an unspeakable enlightenment, but it was too late to think, because, because he couldn't think much, he could only swing this sword.

Exhausting everything, spirited, and wielded this sword.

The ultimate sword in the ordinary state.

The sword light was killed in an instant, as if passing through time and space, a sword came to death.

The most powerful sword, the most powerful sword.

Unstoppable!

The figure formed by the condensed sword qi can't stop Chen Zong's best-effort sword.

The sword cut in his hand was suddenly smashed, like a broken bamboo, without half the power to resist.

Sword broken!

People die!

The figure formed by the condensed sword energy was immediately smashed by Chen Zong's sword and dissipated in an instant, leaving only a magnificent and extremely innocent nature of the original sword energy. .

The sword was very magnificent, and as soon as he entered the body, Chen Zong had a clear feeling, very peculiar, as if something had entered.

At the next breath, Chen Zong felt again that a force of tyranny seemed to appear out of thin air, rushing through the body.

The power is back.

Because of the suppression of his own kendo realm, it disappeared.

This also shows that the strength of the kendo field is exhausted.

The absorbed meditation attribute is the source of Jianqi, which immediately took the initiative to integrate into Chen Zong's body, making the Yuanyuan metamorphosis more obvious in the early days.

Especially the majestic sword energy that was absorbed last.

Immediately, Chen Zong stared at the black giant sword in front of him. Now, he should be able to touch the giant sword.

In the Middle Ages, a sword held by Kendo ruled.

Step by step, Chen Zong approached the black giant sword step by step, running with his strength to the extreme, and the power of the demon heart was completely restored, fully absorbed, and he must respond at any time.

Because even if it is a magic heart, it is not clear what the great sword is.

An artifact left behind by the master of Kendo must have possessed unpredictable power.

Chen Zong held his breath, concentrated on it, concentrated all his attention, and his strength was condensed on his arm, reaching the palm of his hand and coming back and forth.

Grab it with one hand!

Five fingers, puncturing the sky like a sword, carrying an unparalleled astonishing power, directly punctured, approaching the black hilt covered with sword patterns, the five fingers bent suddenly, like eagle claws, as if they could tear all.

Buckle!

It was just a moment, Chen Zongna condensed the ultimate power as if burning the five fingers of the god fire, buckled on the black hilt covered with the wonderful sword pattern, when Chen Zong’s five fingers snapped on the black hilt, an indescribable moment The cold power suddenly spread through five fingers quickly, soaking the palm of Chen Zong.

The power on the five fingers that burned like magic fire seemed to be difficult to resist.

However, Chen Zong did not release his finger, because he did not feel any danger or threat, it was just a reaction of the sword itself.

The five fingers clasped, the joints protruded, and the green tendons on the back of the hand also bulged, and Chen Zong exerted his strength.

The power of Dacheng World’s god body is astonishing, and it pulls up the mountain, but Chen Zong found that the weight of this sword seems to be better than the ancient mountains. With such a powerful force that can destroy the mountains and destroy the mountains, it is... difficult to shake Cents.

Not moving at all!

The giant sword is immobile.

Incredible!

The fire of the thirteenth center of gravity immediately increased Chen Zong's power, and the right arm holding the giant sword swelled in an instant, containing terrifying power of terror, as if he could easily break the ground with one punch.

work hard!

Five fingers seemed to crush the hilt, but that was just an illusion.

No movement, still nothing at all.

Lingwu supreme!

All forces are completely exploded and directly multiplied.

However, there is no use, the sword is still inserted on the ground, as if it is connected with this side of the earth, unshakable.

At the next breath, the change was abrupt.

Chen Zong only felt a force of suction and a force of engulfment coming from the hilt, like a gluttonous maniac, madly devouring his own strength constantly, Chen Zong was unable to stop it, and his strength was astonishingly fast, The flood of the gate poured out like a torrent.

Even if the Devil wants to stop it, he can't do it.

Chen Zong's face changed greatly, as if his hand was firmly sucked by the hilt, he couldn't break away at all. He thought that when he was going to be sucked to dryness, the powerful suction of Jujian suddenly stopped.

"Yu...Mingyue Jingfeng...Three-year-old sword training, twelve years of sword practice, fifteen-year-old sword fighting the world, eighteen-year-old sword unrivaled..."

"...I thought Yu was invincible in the world, clinker, just invincible in the world, stepping into the void, and knowing that the swordsmanship knows no boundaries..."

It seems as if ancient sighs have traveled through time and time, through the epoch, and have continued from the Middle Ages to the present in Chen Zong's ears. Apart from the vicissitudes of sound, there is also an indescribable spirit and sharpness.

Vaguely, as the sound continued to sound, Chen Zong seemed to see a figure of Wei An. The figure, in a black robe, seemed to stand in the dark void, and a giant sword was suspended around the body. Covered with miraculous sword patterns, it was the black giant sword that released the realm of kendo.

"... Yu Xijian for 10,000 years, created the sword world, defeated the void, slaughtered all foreign enemies, and traversed the void for millions of years, but was stuck here and could not break through."

"...Of course, there are poor manpower and endless catastrophes. The sword world cannot withstand the power of catastrophe after all. Only by doing everything possible, leaving the sword of this life to survive the catastrophe and continue..."

"You can see the sword left by Yu, and you can hear Yu Zhi's voice, indicating that Yu Zhi's sword has survived the catastrophe, and you have passed the test, when you can inherit the sword world..."

In the end, the voice became weak.

When the last word came into Chen Zong's ear, Chen Zong suddenly found that the darkness in front of him seemed to become more and more apparent, and the figure of the great shore standing in the dark void also slowly turned around and lifted up It seemed to be able to traverse the arms of the void, the five fingers bent slightly, buckled the hilt, and every movement and even its subtleties were clearly visible.

Immediately, I saw that the figure of Wei An shook his sword after holding it, seemingly mediocre, and at once, there was an endless amount of sword gas, which was like a storm, which directly enveloped everything in all directions.

Indistinctly, Chen Zong seemed to hear a grand old voice.

Sword World!

Chen Zong was enveloped, as if he saw countless sword qi, turned into grass forests, rivers and lakes, but in a flash, everything disappeared, leaving only the brightest and most brilliant sword qi, directly through the void shooting and killing to.

Unable to evade, Chen Zong found himself completely unavoidable. The whole person seemed to be frozen, whether it was body or spirit, or mind.

I could only watch the sword qi approaching, and then shot into my eyebrows.

boom!

As the sword gas shot into the eyebrows, Chen Zong felt that his soul, Yuanshen, and Shenhai seemed to explode, as if it had become a vast void, losing all consciousness, and everything seemed to be evolving on its own.

I don't know how long the past, Chen Zong's consciousness recovered, quickly checked and found that he was intact and could not help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Zong discovered that his right hand was still held on the hilt of the black giant sword, but no longer had any suction power, and his palm could easily escape from the hilt.

When Chen Zong's right hand came away from the hilt, he saw the black giant sword tremble slightly, as if the last wailing sound came out, and it seemed to be a relief cry.

Its dark color is becoming gray and defeated, as if it has lost all its strength, resisting the erosion of years, it will eventually die out and become decayed.

Indeed, this sword is the sword of the Middle Ages, the domination of the Sword of the Dark Moon, and accompanied by a lifetime. It has an unpredictable divine power. Although it has survived the tragedy of the catastrophe, it can only exist in the ancient ruins. Inside, Gouyan's remnant breath continues, and as time goes by, its power will gradually pass until it completely disappears.

The arrival of Chen Zong was a coincidence, but it also shortened the strength of its existence and accelerated the passage of its power. Especially in the end, after inheriting the sword world of the dark moon and the wind, it even exhausted the last point of this sword. .

Without the support of that little force, this sword, as if it had experienced the erosion of the ages forever, could no longer resist the slightest, and quickly became disappointed.

A click sounded, and a crack appeared on the gray sword of the Great Sword. A second voice sounded, and a second crack appeared.

One after another, the cracks continued to appear, and eventually, all the swords were scattered all over the place.

broken!

The giant sword is broken, and after the inheritance of the swordsmanship of the Middle Ages, it continues to be broken as if the mission has been completed.

Looking at the broken sword, Chen Zong was startled.

Manpower is poor, endless catastrophe!

Suddenly, this sentence sounded in his ear again, as if the kendo master of the Middle Ages whispered in front of himself, which made Chen Zong's heart a little heavy.

One-hearted cultivation, chasing the peak, invincible in the world, but in the end, what if you have defeated all strong enemies?

After all, the power of catastrophe cannot be overcome.