Sword God

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Another foreign soldier started, but the other foreign soldiers were too far away, and at least two people were fighting, as many as three or four were very fierce.

After Chen Zong glanced at it, he left here and went elsewhere to look for foreign soldiers and soldier sources.

The harvest this time is really not small. The source of magic soldiers is more than 20 regiments. The foreign soldiers have received more than sixty pieces, which is really an amazing harvest.

Now, ten days is the end of the first day, and it hasn't passed yet. At least eight days are left to continue searching. It is impossible to find more foreign soldiers and sources of soldiers.

"Second Brother." Mu Yu stared at the direction where Chen Zong left, and immediately sent a voice to the oblique sword.

The Xiefeng Sword was capturing a foreign soldier. He heard Mu Yu's voice and immediately looked.

Immediately, when the figures moved, the two turned into two sword lights, and flew away in the direction that Chen Zong left.

In a short period of time, Chen Zong flew another 100,000 meters away, stayed in the air, as if waiting for something.

Two swords of light flew quickly from a distance, one with sternness and one with gentleness, but both contained amazing sharpness.

Oblique wind sword!

Drizzle sword!

The two men chased up, and the purpose of chasing up was naturally obvious.

"Xiong Chen just got a lot of foreign soldiers and soldiers, gratifying and congratulating." The shape of the drizzle sword moved away from the oblique wind sword, and they looked like horns to each other, enclosing Chen Zong. Tow blocked around.

"Give up half." The oblique sword was not as euphemistic as Xiujian, but rather very direct, very sharp, as if approached by a sword, with a surprisingly sharp meaning.

"In this case, let's take a gamble." Chen Zong hanged a smile: "Swordsman of my generation, the use of swords to discuss the level, if I lose, give up all foreign soldiers, if you lose, also Surrender all soldiers. "

The reason is not to say that the source of the magic soldiers, because their own sources of soldiers have been absorbed, can not get out.

"Then the drizzle sword, the oblique wind sword, who is going to compete with me." Chen Zong's voice revealed the iron-like sharpness.

The use of swords to discuss the height, of course, will not be one to two, that approach is too reckless, after all, whether it is a drizzle sword or oblique wind sword, have terrible strength.

Chen Zong is confident, but not arrogant. If he is arrogant, he can't live now.

Mu Yu was contemplating Chen Zong's proposal. He was analyzing the probability of victory and defeat, and then decided to move instead of agreeing at once.

This is his habit.

But in an instant, Mu Yu's face appeared with a bitter smile, he thought of his second brother.

The oblique wind sword, the sharp sword, the more direct the sword, what considerations, non-existent, provocative, disobedient, or all kinds of other, pull the sword directly to cut him, where do you need to use what mind.

Sure enough, the sword of the oblique wind sword had come out of the sheath, and when the light cyan blade came out of the sheath, it seemed to be cutting the air slowly and slowly, permeating a ripple of ripples, as if rippled across the water.

A slight blade of sword qi wind also killed, and directly to Chen Zong.

Such a sword represents the oblique sword that Chen Zong took over.

Mu Yu could not help but withdraw a bitter smile, and gave up the battlefield to Chen Zong and his second brother oblique wind sword, which is tantamount to tacit agreement with Chen Zong.

The victory under the sword is, of course, not a battle with pure swordsmanship, but a battle with strength.

The winners and losers, whoever loses, will have to give all the foreign soldiers.

Through previous observations, Mu Yu estimates that Chen Zong has at least fifty foreign soldiers on his body, which is a very good deal.

In addition, he is very confident in the strength of the oblique sword.

Even if the master does not return to the sword to defeat the second brother, it is not easy, it is difficult to do.

Chen Zong's strength is indeed very strong, so that he has an inexplicable feeling, but Mu Yu pays for himself, and when he really fights, he may not be inferior to each other.

The sword air blade instantly broke through to kill. The power is not very strong, but it wins in speed, extremely fast and fast, and it will kill hundreds of meters in an instant.

This is the prelude.

It is the prelude to the attack of the oblique wind sword. Whether the opponent resists or evades the attack of the sword air blade, it will welcome the real attack from the oblique wind sword.

The light cyan sword light suddenly flashed and turned into a huge sword-like wind blade that was more than ten meters long. In an instant, it was cut off like a void.

Speed!

The sharp edge is extremely sharp, and the sword is so powerful that Chen Zong has a feeling of being directly torn and torn.

But Chen Zong was not afraid, not afraid, but hanged at the corner of his mouth, showing a touch of excitement.

This is a good opponent.

After the sword came out of the sheath, after breaking the first sword air blade, it did not evade. The light of the sword hit directly, and the golden sword man shone, and immediately collided with the sword air blade.

Jianguang collapsed and turned into countless sword qi blasts in all directions, covering all around, within a kilometer, as if the emptiness had become a sieve.

The figure of the oblique wind sword disappeared under Chen Zong's eyes.

A wisp of subtle and extreme wind, with extremely severe, instantly killed from behind, extremely fast, extremely fast, extremely fierce and terrible, the sword air seemed to penetrate and tear Chen Zong's body in an instant.

The man did not turn back, but the sword had been shot back.

Slightly, the extremely condensed sword light at that moment, the sword gas that hit and killed instantly burst, and turned into countless shattering winds that covered Chen Zong, completely covering the whole body.

Throughout the body, there was a feeling of being penetrated into countless, like a sieve.

However, Chen Zong's look remained unchanged. After the sword was turned around, he immediately surrounded all the broken wind swords, from small to large, and then from large to small.

Mu Yu's pupils suddenly contracted. Isn't that sword the same one that dealt with his rainstorm and killing the sword before?

Look now, when you can see more clearly.

One sword at a time, absorbing the attack of the opponent, compressing it, and then counterattacked with his own power.

Not only has the power of that sword, but also the blessing of its own strength, and strengthen the horizontal.

The broken wind-like sword gas explodes, completely covering the oblique wind sword, and strengthening the horizontal power. It is called oblique wind sword with a big change of face, a snoring, sharp eyes like a sword, and a light cyan blade body. The sword is flowing around the sword like a stream of water, and it loops like an extremely sharp sword wind.

Slashing obliquely, it is only one, but it has an overwhelming power, and immediately resists all the broken winds and swords that the counterattack has killed.

A sword front passed through the broken wind sword gas, refraction like a reflection in the water, crossed the sword of the oblique wind sword, and stabbed directly at its heart.

This sword is merciless.

This is a gambling battle. It is also a matter of life and death.

"Be careful!" The moment when Chen Zongyi sword killed, silent, but Mu Yu could see clearly, could not help but remind him, which made Chen Zong's brow slightly, to a certain extent, Mu Yu's practice has been Violating the rules of gambling.

Since it was a battle between himself and the oblique wind sword, no one else could participate in any form.

After being reminded by Mu Yu, the oblique wind sword also reacted instantly, a sword trembled, and the sword light became a wind wall, permeating the body surface, blocking Chen Zong's sword.

Although it was only punctured and punctured in an instant, it also won a chance for the oblique wind sword, and immediately turned into a ray of wind to quickly open the distance, the oblique wind sword cut to death.

Chen Zong bullied himself, with a sword in his hand, showing exquisite sword skill, practicing his sword into silk, leaving marks in the void.

For a time, the oblique wind sword fell slightly downwind.

"How could that be, even Brother No. 2 was suppressed." Mu Yu was terrified, carefully watching Chen Zong's swordsmanship, and constantly calculating.

Knowing oneself and knowing one another is his belief and behavior.

The Xiefeng Sword was shocked in the heart, and he fought close to himself. His own sharp swordsmanship was suppressed. Although it only fell slightly, the downwind was the downwind.

Obviously the opponent's swordsmanship does not have the savageness of his own, nor the deadly slaughter of the master, and the constant calculation of the three masters, but it has a seemingly changeable and seemingly unchanged feeling, as if it contains all mysteries. It seems that there is no mystery. There is only a simple rule, and it seems that there is no rule and it is difficult to judge.

The sword technique of the oblique wind sword is indeed very sharp. It is so surprised that Zong Zong is surprised. This feeling of direct confrontation is clearer and more direct than watching.

And this kind of fierceness, was gradually absorbed by Chen Zong, a little bit into his swordsmanship, for his own use.

Fortunately, his own cultivation has broken through to the second level of the sub-god level, and the condensed degree of the flower of the great polar world has reached 10%, otherwise, he may not be able to suppress the other party.

Chen Zong also didn't intend to waste time, killing swords, or raging like thunder, or rushing like wind, or heavy like mountains, or turbulent like water, or sharp like gold, or raw like wood.

Priority, yin and yang.

Each sword has a different trajectory, and the strength and breath contained in it are also different. It is called an oblique wind sword with a feeling that is difficult to resist.

Obviously the last sword was so fierce, it was like destroying the mountains and destroying mountains, but suddenly it became light and flexible, as if a heavy mountain was pushed across, and at the moment of contact, it seemed to lose all its weight, like It's just a ghost image ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ It's like a feather.

Obviously, he had already used his strength to carry the sword to resist that sword, but he felt a kind of powerlessness, very uncomfortable, and his chest became stuffy for a while.

"Okay ... weird swordsmanship." Although Mu Yu knew that the word weird was used to describe it, it was not appropriate, but for a time, he was surprised that he could not find a better word, and could only replace it with the weird word.

At the Linjiahuan Sword Star Daxue Mountain that day, I was afraid that this person did not come up with all his swordsmanship to fight with himself. At that time, there was not so much change, of course, because he did not continue fighting.

At that time, if we continued to fight and learn more about the other side, then now the second elder brother may not be so suppressed, and if he continues, he may lose.

"No, you ca n’t lose." Mu Yu thought that if she lost, all the foreign soldiers had to give it to the other side, and her heart was bleeding. So, you ca n’t lose anyway, but it ’s not easy for you to help. ...

Mu Yu's eyes flashed a strange color.

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