Sword God

combustion!

That punch was like a round of burning fireball, as if the scorching sun was falling, and everything was destroyed by the shock of the void. It seemed to smash everything and burn everything to ashes.

The blazing heat is permeating, and the air becomes distorted, as if producing an inexplicable engulfing force, absorbing all the surrounding atmosphere to the middle, and continually condensing into the punch, making the light of that punch more The dazzling and dazzling power seemed to be more and more amazing.

In the end, that punch made Chen Zong feel dangerous.

At that moment, Chen Zong's Yuanshen Dharma also appeared, up to ten feet high, and at the same time, the refining **** phase also aroused, reaching ten feet.

Once the primitive people practice, their cultivation strength will be much higher than that of the human race. This is where their racial superiority lies. Therefore, they only use the elementary gods, and the human race has no advantage at all, and is completely at a disadvantage.

Even Chen Zong cannot change this.

Therefore, if you want to be able to compete with each other on the basis of strength, you can only excite when the Qi and Refining God are the same, and superimpose the two forces.

"The elemental gods, and the refinement gods."

"This tribe turned out to be a fellow initiate of gas."

"No wonder it has such a reputation. It turned out to be a fellow initiate."

"What a lucky guy."

It is very difficult for gas practitioners to go hand in hand, and very few people can do it, even with the talents of the original people.

Gas initiates, that's not what racial talent can achieve, it has nothing to do with race.

Everyone had a sense of sudden realization. It turned out that this person's ability to do so was closely related to the mastery of the two gods by his fellow initiates.

In the face of the opponent's blow that seemed to fall from the burning sun, Chen Zong had no intention of dodging. The sword came out of the scabbard and suddenly beheaded and killed. The teal sword carrying unparalleled domineering and cruelty, Bombed out like a strong gale.

Tier 10 Aowu: Divine Wind Overlord!

This sword is derived from the strong wind of slashing and stands out. It is more overbearing and violent than the strong wind of slashing. The mystery is amazing.

That sword was overbearing and violent. When I looked at it, I felt a sense of depression. I felt intimidated involuntarily, as if the whole person would be cut and broken under this sword. It looks like.

At the moment of the collision, the terrible vigour was roaring, as if the sky was falling apart, such as the green lotus, which had already receded and avoided the distance, and did not dare to approach the cent, because the impact of the vigour under the collision was too great Terrible.

Landslides!

Lingyi looked dignified, but he did not expect that the strength of the other party was so strong, it was not a fame.

"Answer me again." Lingyi screamed suddenly, the Yuanshen phase above suddenly trembled, as if burning, releasing even more amazing light and heat, and the force of extreme force suddenly emerged from it, gushing Into the right arm of the Spirit Wing, finally converging in the fist, directly radiating a huge light, extremely intense.

boom!

This blow is much stronger than the previous blow.

Chen Zong was cut again with a sword. This sword is still a sacred wind, but it used the ninefold mixed killing secrets. The power is much stronger than the previous sword.

The strength of the cross was strengthened, and the hair burst again, and the impact was even more shocking than before.

"You also take me a sword." Chen Zong's body continued. If there was a flash of light in his eyes, a sword stabbed out immediately.

That sword, the light of the sword is cyan and deep, with a bit of lightness and mistiness, and the light of the sword suddenly becomes illusory. Suddenly, a lot of people's eyes appeared a blurry look, and they were unknowingly affected and brought into a kind of Strange situation.

It seems that everything around has disappeared. Only the night falls, covering all directions, as if it appeared directly on a long street, the long street under the night, the lights are bright, but there is silence, there is an indescribable death.

Immediately, the tens of thousands of lights seemed to disappear. Only one small building zoomed in before everyone's eyes. At the next breath, everyone just felt like the sky was turning, and they unknowingly appeared in that small building.

Inside the small building, there are no lights and no fire, and it is dark. Outside the small building, you can see the lights that seem to be a little bit of stars.

The night breeze is cold, the rain is drizzling, and a hint of chill floats from the window unknowingly, making people subconsciously tighten the tight robes, as if this can bring a touch of warmth, and an indescribable The loneliness breeds from my heart and spreads quietly.

"Amazing attack of God's will." In the distance, the eyes of a middle-aged man flickered, and he was instantly detached from the attack of God's Will, waking up, secretly marveling.

"It is indeed the top Tianjiao of Jiuzhong Tianyi, and it is extraordinary." The old man next to the middle-aged man laughed.

Although these two seem not to be too young, they are both practitioners in the third realm. They are casual practitioners, and they are quite famous in casual practice, because they are both masters of the great extreme realm.

Although they are both masters of the Great Polar Realm, they are not enough to look at compared to the Ultra Polar Realm. Because of this, they came here specially to watch the battle between Yuan Jin and the Dragon Swordsman. Then, However, it is a duel between masters of super-polarity, not to mention that Dragon Swordsman is a more powerful level among masters of super-polarity.

What I didn't expect was that they would encounter such a powerful divine attack. Even their strength in the extreme environment was slightly affected, and it was almost a trick.

They are still like this, let alone those who have not stepped into the great pole.

This sword, Xiaolou listened to the wind and rain overnight, when Chen Zong broke through to the level of the small polar realm, the power displayed was even stronger, and because of being deduced, he was promoted to the top tenth level of Wushu, which became more and more amazing.

In Lingyi's eyes, the blurred color first appeared, and then the clearness was restored, and then the blurred appearance appeared, interweaving between the blurry and the clearness, showing a touch of struggle.

Sword Light Kills!

The strongest power of this sword is divine attack, and its direct lethality is weak, but even if it is weak, it is enough to pose a threat to the spiritual wings.

Suddenly, the strength of Lingyi's body was struck and broken layer by layer, and Lingyi was completely awake because of this, and quickly retreated.

However, he was still late, and was immediately broken by the strength of the bodyguard, hitting the sword directly, and blood spattered away. Fortunately, the power of this sword lies in the impact of the gods. The direct lethality is not very strong, so the injury is not very serious.

But Lingyi also understands that unless he can block the opponent ’s deliberate attack, it is difficult to defeat the opponent.

Only in an instant, Lingyi turned into a stream of golden flames, and quickly walked away without fighting, this decisiveness makes people speechless.

The world of the cultivator, who can live longer, those who do not love war and retreat is one of them.

Although the Jiukong extremely magical method was used, Chen Zong was able to chase the opponent with confidence, but he did not do so, and they were just a fight between spirits, not a life or death enemy.

Such swordsmanship and such strength have deterred others. I believe that no one should come to grab the position again to find trouble. After all, good positions are not just this one, there are many.

"Brother Chen, your strength ..." Witnessing Chen Zong's shot with his own eyes, and feeling the mighty power of his swordsmanship, Ao Wu's look was quite complicated.

Back then, Chen Zongke was not his opponent at the time. At the disciples meeting, he was directly defeated by his own fingers, but then he quickly grew up. He grew up even more than his own aboriginal spirit. Quickly, now, I have surpassed myself far.

There is a huge gap in the ranking of the generals. Although Qingye has enough confidence in his talents, one day, he can also enter the top 100, the top 30, and even hit the top 10, but he does n’t know what it is. When, and Chen Zong, has entered the top thirty, ranked 20th, leaving himself far behind.

However, ranking is one thing, and seeing strength with your own eyes is another matter. What rankings bring is not as shocking as seeing with your own eyes.

Strong!

The only three swords, Qing Ye paid all the power to erupt, and could not resist any sword, and they would be killed directly.

Such a gap is really too big.

At the same time, her mood was renewed, but Qingyuan's inner spirit rose again, but she was an original tribe, but her innate wind spirit, wasn't she inferior to the other?

Tianjiao fights, not for a while, but for the first time. Although the leading time is amazing, it does not mean that all the time can lead.

There are a lot of examples of late completion.

Between the thoughts turning, a fighting spirit rose in the heart of the green magpie again, turning into flames and burning.

Chen Zong and Qing Ye continued to sit down, drink and talk again, and communicate with each other, while Chen Zong was communicating with Qing Ye, his mind was always open, and all aspects of cultivation, enlightenment, and finishing were carried out simultaneously. Feeling, accumulation, progress, bit by bit.

If Qingye knew that Chen Zong had such a skill, it is estimated that the burning fighting spirit will be extinguished and the heart will be disheartened.

"Two little friends, the old man cheeky to ask for a glass of wine, is it possible?" An old man walked with a smile, glanced at Qing Zong, and fell on Chen Zong's face, asking politely.

Accompanying the old man was a middle-aged man in a short gown.

Chen Zong stared away and went away ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The pupils suddenly contracted like needles.

Threat!

Very strong threat, the strength of these two people, I am afraid that they are very strong, I guess they are not their opponents.

Although this feeling is not so precise, it can at least bring some warnings to Chen Zong to let him know how much the other party threatens himself.

Can it compete?

When it feels difficult to compete, at least 80% of them are not their opponents.

"The two seniors appreciate my face, it is my honor to wait." Chen Zong smiled slightly and did not show any humility or flattery, but responded calmly and calmly, and then took out two wine glasses, poured wine, and invited the two. Sit down and bring the wine glass to the two of you, toasting each other.

"Little friends are polite." The middle-aged man laughed, picked up the wine glass, and respected first, very bold.

"Good wine." The middle-aged man laughed. They originally came to make friends with Chen Zong, of course, they were more active.