Sword God

The sword shook like a broken mark in the sky, and it was trembling.

"A strong sword." The Supreme Master of Wine secretly was surprised. Although this sword was nothing to him, it was because his cultivation was so profound that it was far superior to Wufeng by countless times.

If it's a semi-holy level, Wu Feng's sword is terrible.

"This knife is the masterpiece of Wu Fengji's own swordsmanship." The Supreme Master Sword said proudly.

Unparalleled!

That is a trick created by coincidence without chance, and also a lore.

Although it is not perfect yet, it has already begun to have power. At the semi-holy level, it is a terrible sword, and its power is comparable to some holy-grade subordinate knives practiced to a perfect level.

Wu Feng looked so solemn, his eyes were extremely sharp, as if piercing the sky and tearing everything, exerting his strength.

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Daoguang looks like the first glimpse of heaven and earth, and it is like the ancient Thunder that tore the chaos, with an incomparable cut.

The heavens and the earth were dim. Only that blade of light was shocked and cut off, as if it were the only one in the world. It also attracted Chen Zong's heart. It seemed to be inhaled, and immersed in it.

The realm of the heart is urged to the extreme, and the mind is constantly consumed, and Chen Zong's eyes stare at the blade of light.

When Daoguang split into the realm of the heart, the realm of the heart was turbulent and seemed unbearable.

Chen Zong also captured that knife light, which was the only one in the world, which brought great touch to Chen Zong.

This knife ... Wushuang!

"I can stop it!"

This is belief, the belief given to yourself, unparalleled belief.

Hengjian was in front of him, and between the sword body shaking, the force of perseverance pervaded.

Knife and sword!

Heaven and earth!

Thunder and mountains!

Block!

Chen Zong blocked Wu Feng's lore, Xeon.

However, a terrible force continued to rush out from the long blade without a blade, as if tearing everything and shattering everything through the sword body directly against Chen Zong's palm and arm, spreading his body.

Exciting!

Shattered!

The overwhelming force burst out, rebounding instantly.

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Like the thousands of troops breaking Yishanhe, Chen Zongyi sword counterattacked, the terrible sword air knife light tore everything around and shatter everything.

Like a flash flood, like a mountain collapse, the power that erupted in an instant is unparalleled.

With a bang, Wu Feng flew upside down, shockingly, and crushing the vacuum.

With one stroke, he consumed 70% to 80% of Wu Feng ’s energy and energy, and his strength diminished instantly. In the face of Chen Zong's counterattack, he was caught off guard.

Each step is crushing numerous stones into powder dust, each step leaving a deep footprint on the ground.

After retreating and removing his strength, Wu Feng quickly adjusted and prepared to shoot again.

"Stop it," said Lord Blade, "you lose, you don't have to fight again."

Wufeng ’s hand holding the knife was tightened instantly, and the arms were bulging with large tendons, which seemed to burst, and there was a sharp flash in his eyes. listen.

The authorities are obsessed and the bystanders are clear. As an expert, the Supreme Master of Wine and the Supreme Master Knife has extraordinary eyesight, which can be seen from the battle between Chen Zong and Wu Feng.

In other words, Lord Saber knows how Wu Feng is capable, and from this, he can infer that he is indeed inferior to Chen Zong, or that the battle is indeed falling behind.

For Lord Sword, falling behind means losing.

If his disciples are to win, they must be beautiful.

"How about, knife madman, you lose, let it go." The Lord of the Wine cried, just asking the Lord to give up.

"Huh, I lost this time, but next time, my disciples will definitely defeat your disciples." His Holiness said, not angry words, but very sure words.

"Let's wait and see." The Supreme Master of Wine is glad because he won.

Now that he has won, the supreme drinker has no intention of leaving any further. He called on Chen Zong to sit on the Qiankun Sun and Moon Pot and fly away from the sky. He left quickly and turned into a small black spot, and then disappeared.

Wu Feng gazed at the disappearing figure for a long time, but his eyes were extremely sharp, and he did not admit defeat.

"Don't be convinced?" Lord Sword's voice sounded, Wu Feng didn't speak, but it was the default.

"The knife is too extreme. If you cannot kill the opponent, your energy will be greatly consumed, and your strength will be significantly reduced." Sword Master said, pointing out the disadvantages of this battle or Wu Feng himself: "Compared to Opponent, your experience in life and death is not enough. "

The Lord Sword did not say more. These two words are enough for Wu Feng to think about his own enlightenment, find out his own deficiencies, and improve them.

Wu Feng stood in place and closed his eyes, quietly thinking about the words of His Holiness the Sword, and also recalling the battle between Fang Cai and Chen Zong, replaying every detail and carefully scrutinizing.

Time passes slowly, the sun rises, the sun rises and falls, and in a blink of an eye the day passes, Wu Feng's eyes suddenly open, a touch of incredibly sharp to the extreme fine flicker, as if killed by a peerless knife. There were two long, straight scratches in the air.

"Master, I want to go out to practice." Wu Feng found the wine lord and said directly.

"Go on." Lord Sword has no objection, but just responds with two words.

Wu Feng didn't make any preparations, took a ring, took a long knife on his back, and set off in a paperback.

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In the Xuanming Courtyard, Xuanming District, Xuanming City, Chen Zong quietly stood in the courtyard, and the sky was clear and cloudless.

Chen Zong is meditating and thinking.

The battle with Wu Feng did not end in the end, but he concluded that he had won.

Chen Zong also knew that Wu Feng was not convinced and had to fight again, but he continued to fight, Wu Feng was determined to lose. This was a kind of self-confidence.

But Wu Feng also has its advantages.

"Absolute sword potential." Chen Zong quietly remembered the sword, and since returning to Xuanmingyuan, he has been thinking about it. In his mind, he repeatedly plays back the sword without the edge.

Jingqi Shen gathers and integrates, and reintegrates into his own unmatched faith. He also carries a spirit that will continue to impact the other's mind like a curse, dissolve the other's resistance, and exert his own power to the extreme.

This is a lore.

Chen Zong is thinking about himself and organizing everything he cultivates.

Relatively speaking, I am relatively balanced, with both defense and attack, and are relatively average in all aspects. There are no shortcomings, but again, nothing is particularly powerful.

As for Shura's avatar, of course, it is a strength, but Chen Zong has separated it from the deity, although he can use his power.

"I need a trick." Chen Zong said secretly.

Like Wu Feng ’s absolute knife power, although he will use a lot of his energy and energy, if he fails to kill the enemy, he will be in a downturn in a short period of time, and his strength will decrease sharply.

But it is undeniable that the lore of killing is sometimes very useful.

Chen Zong decided to create his own strategy, so how to create it?

The mind is fully open, inspirations emerge, and countless lights burst and collide in my mind.

Chen Zong has learned a lot, has a wide range of knowledge, and has the inheritance memory of several strong men. He is very rich in accumulation, far better than Tianfeng such as Wu Feng.

This will facilitate the creation of Chen Zong's own lore, and will also bring restrictions, or hesitation.

The so-called cognitive difficulties.

The more you know, the more you don't understand.

Similarly, the more you know, the bigger your heart is.

For example, Chen Zong now, because of the accumulation of grandeur, it is extremely easy to create his own strategy for a while, but it is also extremely difficult.

The easiest point is that Chen Zong can easily create it, but does not meet his own requirements, or is not satisfied enough, and stays at a superficial level. Of course, this level may be extremely deep to others.

The lore that truly meets his requirements is not so easy to create.

Wu Feng has created an absolute sword, and believes that he has put in a lot of effort and time and energy.

After calming down, Chen Zong is not in a hurry, but slowly realizes slowly and sorts it out. Sometimes, it takes a flash of light, and sometimes, it takes place.

The combination of the two is naturally the best, but in many cases, it is impossible to meet the requirements and follow its natural course.

Time passed slowly, Chen Zong did not go out, and has been staying in the Xuanmingyuan for retreat.

Taiyuan Moyun Training!

Fire Mountain Fire Prison Practice!

Magic Luo Nine Changes Practice!

Dripping sword practice!

Thousands of people cut pole sword practice!

Thousands of shadows phantom practice!

The fierce mountain fire prisoner also needs to cultivate some, maybe it will come in handy sometime.

At one time, Chen Zong needed too many things to cultivate, and he felt a lack of skill, but he had to practice and arrange his time and energy tightly.

It also takes some time to understand the self-made lore tricks ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Chen Zong's practice of qi and cultivation are both steadily improving, gradually approaching the limit of the low-order semi-holy level, Continue to practice, it is expected to break through to a high-level semi-holy level in a short time.

Other swordsmanship and body skills have also advanced, Chen Zong's strength is stronger in general.

The lore is gradually getting a little clue, but it still lacks a suitable opportunity. Therefore, it has not really taken shape yet, but Chen Zong is not in a hurry.

"Taiyuan Mo Yungong is on the tenth floor, but although the mountain fire prison is successful, the level is a bit low." After training, Chen Zong secretly thought.

Lieshan Fire Prison is only a method of holy body training. Chen Zong naturally wants a higher level of body training.

If the level of Qi exercises and body exercises are the same, maybe they can combine the strengths of the two systems of Qi exercises and exercises to exert themselves, so that their strength will increase dramatically.

"I don't know when Guxuanlou will have news." Chen Zong suddenly came up with an idea, and had the thought before, and also commissioned Guxuanlou to look for it.

However, the holy grade top grade exercises are very precious, often held by those big forces. It is too difficult or difficult to get the holy grade top grade exercises that are not part of the big forces.

At this time, the people from Guxuanlou came to the door and sent an invitation to Chen Zong.

"Auction." Chen Zong looked at the invitation.

"Yes, this is led by our ancient Xuanlou. Several other forces participated in the co-sponsored auction, and there may be treasures you need." The person who sent the invitation laughed.

"Thank you, I'll go." Chen Zongdao, will receive the invitation, which is what you need to enter the venue. nt

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