Sword God

fighting!

Especially when fighting evenly, all worries and delusions should be put aside, and only the most pure will will be used to control all strengths of one's own, unleashing one's heart, and exerting it to the extreme to win.

Fight, only win.

If there is no belief in a winning streak, why fight, just kill it.

In the ultimate battle, Chen Zong has forgotten everything, and the four-hearted artistic conception has been opened to the extreme, all changes are mastered, and the heart is controlled by the sword.

Between the illusions of the sword light, the continuous elimination of the fight, weakening the Morogu's extremely fierce sword strength layer by layer, and then resisting it, unable to hurt himself.

Morogu's face grew dignified.

Unexpectedly, I shot it myself, and even couldn't suppress this lower life, but fell into a bitter battle.

Although he did not completely explode and broke out the ultimate combat power, but with his strength, he has already been stronger than Mo Yehan, but it is still the case, and he has also contributed to the prestige of this lower life in the invisible. Weakened ourselves weakened the prestige of the demon clan.

Not acceptable!

boom!

On Morogu's body, a devil's pattern suddenly flashed, and then, there was a terrible and direct breath that spewed out of his body, surging like a torrent of dykes, surging and surging, as if it could break everything. .

The black breath is pervading, the open teeth and dancing claws are like the dragon is about to rush out of the Demon Abyss, and the breath of Morogu's body rises again at the original level.

At the next breath, I saw the body flashing with magic lines, and began to swell, and the muscles seemed to burst, making a continuous piercing sound, like the bones were fragmenting and reorganizing, the Morogu body became taller. Stronger.

Originally, Morogu's height was close to two meters. Now, directly over two meters, the muscles are bulging, filled with incomparable amazing power. With a little movement, it seems that they all have to directly explode to open, and the power is amazing.

oppression!

The terrible pressure then permeated from Moroko, like a horrifying storm crushing the impact.

On the bigger and stronger body, all the moire lines shone with dazzling light, making the whole Morogu look full of evil hegemony, like the devil coming out of the dark abyss.

"very scary!"

Many people are trembling in the distance. The Morogu in this form is too impactful. It makes people feel terrible at a glance.

"He really mastered the natural demon pattern to this level." Do not squint slightly, seeming a little surprised, but relieved again.

It is normal to be able to claim to be with yourself.

cut!

The sword was split in an instant, and the speed was amazingly fast, causing Chen Zong's eyes to shrink unconsciously.

So fast!

Faster than any previous knife, at least 30% faster.

Moreover, the speed of this knife has accelerated, but without sacrificing power, its burst of knife pressure has become stronger, at least twice as strong.

Ninth killing knife ninth knife!

The same is the ninth knife, but it is more than double the previous ninth knife.

Too fast, too late to dodge, can only resist.

The sword light is endless, like the turbulent river, surging and surging, blocking the powerful and overbearing sword, and constantly weakening it.

However, this knife is too strong, the sword is overwhelming, and everything is cut, and Chen Zong's weakening effect is also minimized.

In the end, a sword lay in front of him, blocking the slashing of the sword. The power of terror poured out and exploded in a flash, and the direct impact, between the madness of the sword, made a series of chirping sounds, and the entire Chen Zong was also followed. With tens of meters, the hand holding the sword oscillated, the tiger's mouth cracked, and blood flowed.

With a snorting, a mouthful of blood could not help but spit out, his face pale.

too strong!

The power of that knife was too strong, and it was amazingly powerful. Also, Chen Zong's world god body could not withstand it completely, and it would not be easy to suffer directly.

But fortunately, Chen Zong's world god body was strong enough to resist, but only injured, rather than being directly crushed to death.

"It can even block me with this knife." Moruogu was also a little surprised. He didn't expect that such fighting power broke out, but he just cut the other side with a knife, but did not hack to death.

It's incredible.

However, if one knife does not work, then one more knife will come, and two will not work, then three.

See how many knives this low life can resist.

The sword was raised again. The two forces of darkness and destruction, like a torrent of catharsis, directly impacted on the sword, intertwined and intertwined, and superimposed together.

cut!

Ninth killing knife ninth knife!

The speed of this knife is still extremely fast. At the moment when it fell, only a domineering sword light broke through the air, as if it cut the void, like a shadow, like an electric awn.

The demon clan naturally controls the power of the dark avenue, and their body can also accommodate more power, so that when they fight, the power is more sufficient, and the lasting combat capability is more amazing.

Therefore, the consumption of the Ninth Sword with the Ninth Slaying Knife will not be as much as that of Chen Zong.

Chen Zong took another capsule of Gui Zhen Dan and one capsule of Jin Hua Dan to quickly restore his strength and heal his injuries.

Seeing Mo Luogu raise the war sword again, the essence of Chen Zong's eyes also erupted.

All forces are condensing, surging, and converging into a true dragon, all from the body, in the mysterious way, the fastest speed, all rushing to the right arm.

The right arm also made a burst of weird sounds because of the moment when it received all its own power, like the sound of something being torn, I saw Chen Zong’s right arm suddenly swelled, and each muscle bulged, The force of tyranny burst out into an unparalleled breath, the sword gas raged, and the robe sleeves shattered and strangled like flying butterflies.

The broken robe sleeves flew down, and I saw the muscles on Chen Zong's arm, not the big muscles, but the small muscles that formed the muscle group. At this time, they swelled up and mixed with large muscles. Raised, there is a feeling that dragons and snakes meet from land to land, it seems very scary, and it seems very strange.

Five fingers clenched, strength, through the swelled right arm, poured into the long sword one after another, the body of the sword oscillated endlessly, the sound of the sword became louder and louder, like the song of a phoenix bird, wearing gold cracked stone, wearing clouds Po Xiao.

On the sword, a ray of clear light was condensing and spreading, as if passing by like spring water and autumn wind. The extraordinary magnificence, but letting it look again, made the heart chill and uncontrollable.

The air at the edge of the sword front was repelled and turned into a vacuum.

At the same time, Morogu's knife had already been cut.

This is Morogu's strongest sword. After a breath of power, it seems to be a little stronger than just the sword. At the original limit level, it is a few points higher.

The huge blade of light fell down, and the shadow of the knife was killed by the sky. Chen Zong also lifted his right arm. After bending his elbow, his movements looked very slow and seemed to carry the weight of mountains.

A slight pause followed, and a sword was swung out.

The moment and speed of the wave burst to the extreme, almost to the extreme, as if directly submerged into the void, it is difficult to see.

The sword also came out horizontally, and the sword light was like tearing the void, forming a weird sword shadow. The sword shadow was bright, as if a clear light condensed into a line in the heavens and earth. There is a shadow along the edge of the sword.

It was after the speed of the sword was so extreme that all the airflows in the void were repelled, forming a vacuum and accompanying the sword light.

Chen Zong swayed the sword, and even the eyes of the unreliable squint did not consciously squint. There was a look of surprise on his face, and he was shocked uncontrollably.

Because this sword is extremely fast, even he feels incredibly fast, and it seems terrible to feel the power contained in it.

That sword light directly diffuses the unparalleled sharpness and sharpness, and it is so sharp that it stuns the world and tears everything between the world and the world like a sword of the world. Under the sky, no one has nothing to compete with. To the extreme, within the eyes of everyone, a shadow that is hard to disappear is reflected.

Chen Zong's sword was a little slower than Morogu's sword, but a bit faster. The latter came first and came in direct contact with the sword's light.

The piercing voice sounded directly, as if countless metals were crushed by great force, spreading, as if breaking the void out of countless ripples, into the ears of everyone, it also made most people feel uncomfortable, It seems that the eardrum is to be punctured.

The sword light and the sword light were all broken apart. Chen Zong's sword and Moruo's sword also directly contacted. The blade body and the sword body were shocked. A terrible force came back. Zong and Moruogu rushed out, unable to contain.

The two flew hundreds of meters each before they stopped. No matter whether it was Chen Zong or Moruo, the breath was disordered, and he couldn't help vomiting a spit of blood and was directly injured.

In this scene, it was unbelievable, as if a pair of invisible and powerful big hands directly choked everyone's neck, and no sound could be heard, a pair of eyes widened, and eyes almost protruded.

It turned out... that inferior life blocked Morogul's terrifying knife, and looked evenly matched. It seemed obvious that both sides were injured.

Mo Luogu didn't move, his tall body stood still, his eyes stared at Chen Zong, his eyes filled with an inexplicable dignity, and his expression was solemn.

Incredible!

It is clear how powerful one's sword is, and it is several times stronger than Demon Night.

However, with such a knife, he was blocked, shattered, and even brought himself wounded.

It's like dreaming.

Chen Zong stood still, his eyes were condensed with unmatched awns, and he was shocked like a sword. On his right arm, the muscles were tied, five fingers clasped, holding the hilt, strength, turning on it, a disordered body. Breath, in the shortest time, re-integrated and became stable. Obviously, there is still the power to fight again.

silence!

Silence!

Even the sound of breathing disappeared, and all eyes stared.

Do you want to continue fighting?

"What kind of swordsmanship are you?" Moro's old expression was solemn, and with a little perplexity and curiosity, all eyes turned to Chen Zong's body, waiting for his answer.

"Nine Heavy Swords..." Chen Zong said without a word, and finally said three words that shocked everyone: "...the tenth sword!"