Sword God

Three swords!

Chen Zong only cut out three swords one after another. These three swords are all one-hearted swordsmanship. There is no so-called division of moves. All applications are focused on one mind.

With these three swords, Chen Zong abolished the four Celestial Superpowers.

Celestial superpolar realm, no matter where it is placed, is a very rare strongman. The status of the identity is extraordinary, even if it is within the major holy places, it is also very precious, and it is very precious. The loss, today, is four.

Even Yu Feilong is the super-polar realm named by the Heavenly Stele, and in the future it is expected that the invincible Heavenly Order will become a peerless Tianjiao, and the loss will be much greater.

Chen Zong didn't kill them because he was scrupulous, not the so-called wasteful tirelessness.

However, it is actually enough to abandon one's cultivation as strength, especially these four superpolar realms, which are also eroded by the turbid gas of the eight directions of turbid gas. If you want to restore the cultivation, the cost is many times greater. The probability is lower.

Next, Chen Zong began to break through.

At that moment, Chen Zong had gradually found a flaw in the formation. As for the turbid air invading his body, he could not pollute Chen Zong’s cultivation power, and the god demon sword was directly under the third weight. Zong was refined.

The large array covering the breath of the avenue does have an effect, but the effect on Chen Zong is very weak, only because of the uniqueness of the one-hearted sword technique.

Unconsciously, Chen Zong has embarked on a path that is entirely his own. Although he has just walked up and has to go a long way, it is different from many practitioners.

With a dignified look, Chen Zong lifted his sword, and in front of the horizontal sword, his eyes reflected a beam of sword light, sharp and brilliant.

The power to return to the real world with one heart, permeated with the divine thoughts, enveloped all directions, covered everything, all the breath was sensed by Chen Zong, and the traces of the traces appeared.

The left hand is pointing like a sword, pointing on the spine ridge, and slowly traversing, a ray of the sword suddenly swayed, spreading on the spine ridge, and spread to the blade, cutting the void.

Really sharpen swordsmanship!

cut!

A sword was swung out and cut across the sky.

A flicker of sword light instantly cut into the void, cutting off everything, fitting a track in it.

This is Chen Zong's elaborate sword, which exerts his power to the extreme. True sharpening of the sword, it even doubles his power.

Under a sword, the turbid air was chopped to pieces, and the sword light was killed by the air, and the direction was overwhelming. With the light of the sword light, the sound of a roar suddenly sounded, and the ground oscillated violently.

dissipate!

The turbid gas began to dissipate at an alarming rate, and the sixty-four celestial great polar powerhouses who teamed up with this formation, snorted, and couldn't help but spit out a bit of blood. , Direct internal injuries.

Chen Zong wasn't very polite. He waved his sword again and again, and the sword light was like a torrential rain pear flower. In a flash, he slashed in all directions, hitting sixty-four heavenly extremes.

Nobody tires.

The four celestial superpolar realms plus the sixty-four celestial superpolar realms, none of them died, but all of them were abolished and cultivated, and directly reduced to abandonment.

For the Tianlong Holy Land, such a loss can be described as grievous and extremely heavy.

However, Chen Zong will not keep his hand because of the identity of the other party. If he does not care about the chaos of the God of Sword Mountain Master, none of these people will survive. Although the abolition of cultivation practice is also a very serious consequence, Chen Zong prefers to Kill.

When you are so strong that you don’t need to worry about grinding the spirit of Jianshan Lord, it is the time to kill with a sword.

With a sword, Jianguang smashed the sky and killed the Butterfly Valley Master. Although the Butterfly Valley Master did not really cause any harm to himself, it was the same as Yu Feilong and others.

After doing this, it's time to reap the loot.

The storage artifacts were taken away by Chen Zong, and then the brand was slowly cracked to become their own, enough to supplement their wealth.

And this battle, although the process is short, but he did show his real strength. One-heart swordsmanship has some new insights, and it also needs a good understanding.

Ignoring these waste people, Chen Zong rose again from the air, Jianguang dragged his feet and Yujian flew.

On this trip, Chen Zong intends to go to Hu Ji. Although he does not want to admit it, Chen Zong feels that Hu Ji should be an insider, no, not just insiders, but even looks like Hefei Feilong.

It was not graciousness but grievance to pit myself in the name of Yu Nianxin.

There is gratitude and gratitude, and there are complaints and complaints, so straightforward and simple.

To complain directly?

That's not Chen Zong's style, wrong is wrong.

Chen Zong left quickly, but inside the Butterfly Valley, there was a wailing. Immediately, Yu Feilong struggled to get up, his face grievous, took out a token, and tried his best to stimulate this token.

Fortunately, Xiuyu was abolished, but there was still a little left. Xiuwei's strength had not been completely consumed, enough to inspire this token.

When Yu Zong flew for hundreds of miles in the sky of the Yu Jian, he suddenly found that in the sky, there were clouds of black clouds, like nothing in the sky, and soon a large piece of black pressure, like a storm coming.

Chen Zong's expression changed involuntarily, a little suspicious.

Staring at the sky, his eyebrows were locked together.

what happened?

weather change?

It seems not so simple, from which, Chen Zong feels a kind of repression, the repression of the heavy sky as if the sky dome is about to collapse, impacting his body, it seems to be oppressing himself.

This feeling is not like a normal storm coming, but as if it was artificial.

go!

Without hesitation, Chen Zong's speed was a little faster. This change made Chen Zong feel uneasy. A strong threat emerged from the depths of his heart.

After Chen Zong mastered the quasi-superior sword realm, this feeling of crisis became more and more clear.

However, the dark clouds continue to expand and allow Chen Zong how to control the sword, but he can't get rid of it.

At the next breath, the sky shattered, as if a mirror had been shattered. From the broken center, a little light burst out, which was a little golden light.

If you look closely, you will find that it is actually a finger, a dark golden finger all over, covered with unique lines, with a unique charm that is indescribable, that is Tao Yun, the mystery of the origin of the avenue.

One finger broken!

It was really a finger that shattered the sky, and the terrible coercion fell directly on Chen Zong, and that finger also fell with it.

Chen Zong only felt that his body was sinking, as if oppressed by an invisible mountain, he was about to sink directly, and the surrounding space was also sealed off, which forced Chen Zong to continue to oppress and suffocate.

Breathing does not matter to Chen Zong, but the suffocation is very uncomfortable and extremely depressed.

So strong!

Chen Zong was terrified and immediately exploded all his strength.

Time magic!

Chen Zong once again regretted the time origin of the ancient Profound Realm and forcibly intercepted the time, but the shock he received was no longer as intense as before, and it can be fully withstood.

It broke out completely, countering that amazing oppression, shaking it a little, and then cutting it out.

The one-hearted sword technique under the real sharp sword technique, the most arrogant one, is not the dark golden finger chopping towards the sky, but the emptiness towards the front.

A sword cut a crack, and Chen Zong immediately took the sword and turned into a sword to escape.

"Huh." I don't know if it was hallucinations. Chen Zong seemed to hear a horror, but it was very subtle.

Immediately afterwards, I saw that the dark golden finger quickly enlarged and turned into a huge finger, just like a huge pillar shot down. Wherever I passed, the void shattered and everything was shattered.

The pressure suddenly increased, Chen Zong's body did not consciously take a meal, the sword light under his feet nearly collapsed.

The dark golden giant finger shot down directly on Chen Zong’s body. Chen Zong’s body trembled, and only felt a terrifying force, like a torrent of torrents breaking out of a dyke, like a tyrannical and terrifying gesture, directly Into Chen Zong's body.

That power, overbearing to the extreme, quite unreasonable violent, slammed into Chen Zong's body, and began to impact Chen Zong's body strength, and even the muscles and bones were also impacted together, violently incomparable impact, directly broken.

The power of the third level of the God Demon Sword is certainly very strong, but under this power, it is not an opponent, and it is not a level at all.

How to describe?

There is an essential difference, like the essential difference between rough wood and refined steel.

The whole person of Chen Zong also fell, as if a meteor fell, directly bombarded the ground. With a bang, Chen Zong fell into the ground and exploded a huge hole.

At the next breath, the dark golden giant finger continued to shrink, and a figure appeared on the sky, carrying his hands, overlooking from the top, a pair of eyes, flashing a ray of dark golden light.

This person, in a white dragon-gown robe, looks like a middle-aged person, but in fact his hair is gray and there are many wrinkles in the corners of his eyes. People can see at a glance that he is a very large person. As for how big it is, it is not easy to say.

"It's not dead yet." The brow furrowed slightly, and the person flashed a surprise. It was really surprising that he could still be alive under his finger.

At the next breath, this person's expression became more and more surprised, because he found that an amazing vitality was permeating in the pothole below.

Immediately, I saw this person stretch out his hand, a powerful force burst out, and Chen Zong's body was directly caught by him from the pothole.

A robe was completely torn and stained with blood, and it looked as if it had been salvaged from the blood pool, and it was still dripping downwards. The breath of the whole person was extremely languishing and dying.

However, the vitality of the mysterious seed was continuously released, spreading inside Chen Zong's body, and quickly repairing the wounds that Chen Zong suffered.

It's just that this time the injury was too severe, and the power was so terrible that the mysterious seed was so vital that it couldn't heal in a short time.

This person stared at Chen Zong, seemed to see Chen Zong through, and also felt Chen Zong's body, that amazing vitality, his gaze, directly stared at Chen Zong's qi sea, pointed out.