Sword God

The wind is roaring, roaring, and roaring, the sword light is rushing in, and the green mangoes are cracking.

This sword is as strong as a broken bamboo, as if everything between heaven and earth can't stop its edge.

In the face of this sword, Qing Di's face directly lost the previous Yun Danfengqing, turned into shock, because this sword has really threatened him.

break out!

In a moment, the second cyan lines appeared in the void, filled with the mysterious and extreme atmosphere fluctuations, and the wind of heaven and earth was roaring.

The blue lines also fell, and merged into the nightmare's body, and his breath rose suddenly.

"Two stripes!"

"The little nightmare, he actually condensed two stripes."

"Two patterns of wind, he is a natural wind spirit, which is also reasonable."

The blue nightmare bursting out with two stripes was condensed with strength, and the right arm was raised. The countless blue energies were violently shocked and surging, like a storm hitting the wind. , Condensed on the index finger, that index finger becomes like a sapphire cast.

Then, the finger trembles, and an indescribable force erupts in an instant. In the roar, a green arm with thick arms shatters and kills.

This finger carries the ultimate strength of the nightmare.

Zhi Jin collided with Jianguang in a flash, and a slight pause, Jian Guang shattered in an instant, but a shadow of the sword was also chopped out, and also shattered in the moment, at the same time, there was also a way on the blue finger The cracks broke apart.

The violent force erupted in an instant, like a storm, as if it were a volcanic eruption, directly repelling Chen Zong, flying out, stunned by blood, and invaded by force, and a mouthful of blood could not help spitting out.

"Human race, you are very good, you can understand the prototype of Ao Yi martial arts." Qing night repelled Chen Zong with one finger, with a bit of appreciation in his words, the green mans in the eyes became stronger and stronger: "So You also took me to the prototype of Aowu."

"My finger is named Chuanyun!"

The moment the voice fell, the power was also condensed, and all of a sudden, there was silence all around, as if all the wind and waves stopped in an instant.

A cyan color bursts into the air in an instant. The cyan color is extremely impactful, and it can vaguely see its end, which seems to be the shape of a fingertip.

One finger at a time, one finger at a time, as if to smash everything through the shooting.

Very fast, and with an amazing force of oppression, it seems to crush everything, making it difficult for Chen Zong to avoid, only to explode again, wielding his sword hard.

Absolute wind!

Aowu prototype collision.

The gap appeared again, and Chen Zong's Absolute Wind Slash was smashed. He flicked a finger through the cloud. After a slight meal, he bombarded and killed again.

The power gap!

There is also a gap between the prototypes of Austrian martial arts. After all, the young nightmare has outstanding natural talents. Moreover, it was the last term, and he has practiced at least a hundred years longer than Chen Zong.

It can be said that the time for the young nightmare to realize the prototype of Aowu is at least beyond Chen Zong's decades.

It takes a few decades to practice and polish, which is enough to elevate the prototype of Aowu to the extreme. It is only a line away from the true Aowu martial arts.

In contrast, the prototype of the Austrian martial arts that Chen Zong learned was only a short while ago, and it was still at a relatively shallow level.

The fingertips directly hit the sword body, and the terrible power broke out. The sword body was bombarded and killed, and the defense of the nine-day soldier's armor was also broken.

Consciousness fell into darkness in an instant.

Died for the first time.

"A third series of void human races, it was really unusual for me to show me through the cloud fingers." Watching Chen Zong disappear, Qing Di returned his gaze, whispered, and immediately turned into a pale blue The wind disappeared.

Elsewhere in the Ruins of the Dead War, a figure is solidified by the virtual, and when the figure condenses to the extreme, eyes open.

"Qing Di, the strength is indeed very strong." Chen Zong exhaled a long breath.

Although he was killed by the young nightmare, Chen Zong did not hate him halfway. This kind of life and death is not surprising. Instead, he allowed himself to see the more powerful primitive Tianjiao.

When there is pressure, there will be motivation, and there will be a clearer path forward.

Immediately, Chen Zong's expression quickly moved around, without seeing other figures, or feeling other fluctuations in breath, and immediately sat cross-legged.

Jiutianxi wind annihilation is the most important thing, and immediately started to work with full strength, but at the same time, Chen Zong also divided part of his mind, paying attention to the surrounding movements to prevent someone from approaching himself.

In the ruins of the dead battle, everyone except yourself is considered an opponent, and all are points.

Works!

Continuously running, the breeze is rushing endlessly, running to the extreme, rolling up a ray of breeze.

At the next breath, the fresh breeze was slightly swayed. When he ran again, it seemed to break a shackle and a limit, becoming faster and sharper.

breakthrough!

Perfection!

In the battle with the young nightmare, although he eventually lost and died once, it was not without benefits. At least, he found an opportunity to break through, which was quite a bit of a blessing for disaster.

Qingfeng Jin broke through to the level of consummation, and its power was also improved, becoming stronger, and even the strength of Chen Zong was also stronger.

"Although the skill is breakthrough, the strength is stronger, but I am afraid that it is not the opponent of the young nightmare." Chen Zong secretly thought, pondering his battle with the young nightmare, feeling that his own strength was stronger , Is still not its opponent.

Even so, Chen Zong did not feel discouraged.

It’s not as good as the other, and it doesn’t mean that in the future, you will be able to catch up with shame and courage. You will always be able to catch up, just like the battle with Xizhang ten years ago, and now another battle ten years later, the result is completely different.

Cultivation is a breakthrough, strength is enhanced, Chen Zong's confidence is more full, his figure moves, and it instantly turns into a light blue wind, which quickly flew away, which is several times faster than before.

Under normal circumstances, condensing the level of God's Realm can only be the first level of the Supreme Skill, and the second level can only be achieved when the God is in the realm. Even the young nightmare with the natural wind spirit body can't break this. Shackled, only by virtue of the natural wind spirit body to raise it to a small realm of power.

In other words, in terms of cultivation, Chen Zong has now reached the limit. In other respects, there may be room for progress, but it is already very difficult.

To some extent, Chen Zong is about to reach the limit of condensing the god realm.

Soon after, Chen Zong met another disciple, without hesitation, immediately shot.

Here, everyone except yourself can hunt and kill, all of which are points for walking, of course, in the eyes of other disciples.

Hunt and be hunted!

Earn points or get points!

war!

Chen Zong's strength has increased by a few percent. Without showing the prototype of Aoyi Martial Arts, not even the world of swords, he defeated and beheaded and scored a point again.

At present, when Chen Zong fights, his own strength is divided into several stages.

The first stage is the conventional ten-percent combat power, which has never used the secret method.

The second stage is to display the power of Yin and Thunder, and then superimpose the strength of the heart and the sword.

In the third stage, the Nine Heavy Kills of the Highest Secrets are displayed.

In the fourth stage, the world of swords was exhibited.

In the fifth and final stage, the prototype of Aoyi Wushu was exhibited.

From this point, it can be seen that the prototype of Aoyi Martial Arts is powerful.

Of course, there is also a difference between the two. For example, in the group attack, the sword world is definitely more practical.

Of course, if the condensed sword light can display the prototype of Aoyi Martial Arts after the sword world is opened, then the sword world will suddenly become Chen Zong's most powerful means.

It is a pity that too much power is used to display the prototype of Ao Yi Wuxue. Chen Zong is now able to practice as many times as possible, and it is estimated that three or four times is the limit, and opening the world of swords also consumes power, and the world of swords is used The prototype of Aoyi Martial Arts is simply impossible, and Chen Zong's power can't be exerted in a flash.

Fight battle battle!

Time passed day by day, and there were more and more disciples attracting the attention of the eighth celestial powerhouse. After all, some disciples performed in the first place, but after that, they showed amazing toughness and became more and more brilliant.

In an instant, half a year later.

"My points have accumulated more than three hundred." Chen Zong secretly said.

On average, Chen Zong earned almost two points a day, in other words, two people were killed by Chen Zong.

"But in the past six months, I died three times." Chen Zong said: "For the first time, he died under the prototype of the original clan fingering Aowu, and the second time, he died of the giant clan Wangman fierce fist Aowu. Under the prototype, but both of them were the last true disciples. Their talents are extremely high, and their training time is far better than mine. Only the third death..."

In Chen Zong's eyes, he couldn't help showing a look of horror.

The third death, the strength of that opponent is terrible.

That was the original tribe, a native tribe named Baji. He was not the last true disciple, but belonged to the current true disciple. He was the same as Chen Zong, but his strength was terrible.

The weapon used by the primitive raccoon was a pair of dark gold giant martial arts. What he cultivated was nine days of ten thousand yuan condensing true power. What shocked Chen Zong was that the wild raccoon broke the limit. The power of true power far exceeds the first level, and seems to have reached the second level, which is even more amazing than the nightmare.

The enlightenment he realized was the way of destruction, and he also condensed the avenue god pattern.

In that battle, Chen Zong was extremely difficult, almost suppressed.

The bun did not exhibit any powerful martial arts at all, such as the Aowu prototype, of course, it is unclear whether the other party has mastered the Aowu prototype, Chen Zong, but the guess should be mastered.

However, with a pair of dark gold giant shells bombarded continuously, the power of each shell was extremely powerful, indomitable, and endless, just like the combination of mountains and tsunami, terrible.

When Chen Zong opened the sword world, Jianguang was directly shattered, and he exhibited the prototype of the Aowu, but he couldn't help it. The arrogant Jianguang was still shattered under the opponent's big mace. Finally, he was killed by a blow.

Crush!

He broke out all his strength, but in the face of that bash, it was crushed and terrible.

"It's like a monster." Chen Zong secretly said, in retrospect, he was still terrified.