Sword God

Wei Xiaohan was very depressed. He clearly felt that his combat strength was better than Chen Zong's, but he eventually lost, under Chen Zong's brilliant and varied swordsmanship.

Failure is defeat, and there is no excuse for it.

"Assign." Chen Zong held his fist.

Defeating Wei Xiaomeng is really not easy. Thirty or so swordsmanship techniques are used to completely disrupt Wei Xiaomeng's rhythm and bring it into his own rhythm. With the clever use of the silk sword, the final cross-air strike is more like a pen from God. The energy is consumed by half.

"Chen Zong, you have killed my Yindaobao disciple three or five times. Today, I am going to discuss justice for the dead teacher." On the side of Yindaobao, someone suddenly got up and pointed his sword at Chen Zong, murderous: "" But in front of Ye Guoshi today, I will not kill you, I will only teach you one lesson. "

"Shameless man, have the ability to fight with me." Guan Yunxi was angry.

Chen Zonggang fought a battle, and everyone saw that he was not a small consumer, and now he was going to fight him.

For a moment, the disciples and other disciples of Aojian Shanzhuang and Linshanyuan all looked disdainful.

The people present were all geniuses and had their own pride. They were disdainful of doing things like this when they were in danger.

"Well, Chen Zong and my Silver Knife Castle have a life and death vengeance. I did not kill him on the spot. It is his luck." The Silver Knife Castle disciples did not feel half despised, but sneered, step by step When he stepped out, the momentum rose, and Chen Zong was locked like an invisible knife.

"Chen Zong, you are the top three-star combat force, so do I, dare to fight with me, dare not, and you apologize in front of everyone and wait for my disciples at Silverknife Castle." Press.

When a fragrant wind came, Guan Yunxi appeared beside Chen Zong.

"Master, I'll deal with him." Guan Yunxi said.

"Sister Guan, you can just leave this person to me." The hearty voice sounded, Feiying passed by under the moon, and the man in the moon robe was smiling.

"Xia Zunxing, this has nothing to do with you." Disciples of Yindaobao frowned, and there was a dread in his eyes, and said coldly.

Xia Zunxing, a disciple of Linshan Academy, ranked 5th in the mountain climbing list, and also in the juvenile dragon list and strong dragon list.

"Sister, Brother Xia, I'll deal with this person." Chen Zongdao.

"Be careful." Guan Yunxi heard the firmness from Chen Zong's plain tone, and said, returning to the pavilion, Xia Zunxing ignored Chen Zong, and he wanted to come forward, all to Guan Yunxi.

In just a while, the energy that consumed most of it recovered a lot.

"Okay, a bit of courage." Disciples of Yindaobao sneered, the sword was broken, and the sword was cut to death. The sword was sharp and sharp, and the night was cut open, as if to cut Chen Zong with a knife.

Out of the sword, blocking, moving, shaking his body, Chen Zong bypassed the opponent, appeared on his side, and the ancient sword was shot down like a mountain.

The feeling of watching and fighting in person was quite different.

Chen Zong also knows that his internal strength has not been fully restored, only about 70% of the heyday, and it should not be a long time to fight. When he shoots, it is a stormy attack. Different swordsmanships are performed alternately and continuously.

Although Chen Zong already knew that he was proficient in a variety of swordsmanship, varied, and mentally prepared, he would find that he couldn't keep up with the rhythm during the real war.

However, this man's swordsmanship is superb, with one knife in hand, no matter how Chen Zong changes the swordsmanship, he always resists with the silver swordsmanship, and the water cannot flow.

Fight fight!

Blade sword sword shadow!

The knife pressure is diffused and the sword air is vertical and horizontal.

The ground was cut into cracks.

Compared to Wei Xiaohan, this Silverknife disciple's combat power is a little stronger, and he was seized a chance to start a counterattack immediately.

Silver Knife Splits the Mountain!

Shocking!

Chen Zong quickly backed away to avoid, and then darted forward again, his sword like an off-string arrow.

The long sword screamed like a whirlwind, the sword light raged, as if the storm shattered everything.

Chen Zong's swordsmanship is another change.

Cloud fantasy fog changes swordsmanship!

The two swords seemed to disappear, merge into the air, change into clouds and mists, and the wind blew, it seemed to spread, and was bound by invisible forces. It was fickle and unrecognizable.

Chen Zong's body disappeared, as if blended into a cloud of fog, which concealed the disciples of Silverknife and couldn't see or feel it. Only the continuous rustling of clicking noises hitting the iron sheet continuously like rain.

"It was possible to practice the cloud magic fog swordsmanship to such an extent in a short period of time." Lin Mingxuan was secretly surprised. He is a disciple of Linshanyuan, fourth in the mountain climbing list, and his major is the cloud magic fog swordsmanship , Has long reached the microcosm.

Now, when I saw Chen Zongshi's exhibition of the cloud magic fog and swordsmanship, he completely reached the state of perfection.

Because the cloud magic sword-changing swordsmanship belongs to Linshanyuan, there is no circulated outside. Chen Zongcan mastered it, also after entering Linshanyuan.

Suddenly, in the clouds, the two dazzling rays of light seemed to cut all the hard.

Cut gold broken jade swordsmanship!

This is an intricate trick of prefecture-level best swordsmanship, sharp and extreme.

Silver knife divides the sea!

Ben Lei Nine Strikes!

The swords rang.

Gu Yanjian was standing in front of him, blocking the opponent with a slash. The Red Thunder Sword broke like a thunderbolt, and instantly struck Nine Strikes to repel the disciples of Silver Knife.

Big Flying Dragon Sword!

If the sword flies, it will fly for nine days.

As the disciples of Silverknife fortified back and forth, they swiftly fought against them and were hit again.

Chen Zong, who seized the opportunity twice, three times at a time, did not give the other party time to relax.

After a while, the disciples of Yindaobao retreated to the pavilion with their faces full of iron. Behind them were the pillars of the pavilion, and there was no way back.

It is necessary to teach Chen Zong, but the result is unsuccessful, but he was beaten under pressure, especially when Chen Zong had only played one game and consumed a lot of power.

On the side of Silverknife Castle, the disciples did not look well.

"Is there anyone in Silverknife Castle who wants to fight with me?" Chen Zong stood in front of the pavilion of Silverknife Castle, glanced over, and asked aloud.

Although less than 30% of the inner strength remained, he was not half afraid.

The winning streak of two games allowed Chen Zong's momentum to reach its heyday, and the combat power that can be exerted is stronger than usual by one or two points.

Chen Zong spoke, but there was no response from Silverknife.

Indeed, as long as they are willing to take the shot, they will be able to defeat Chen Zong, but they cannot save face.

Because Chen Zong consumes a lot of power, he has lost his face once and cannot lose it again.

"Brother Chen, your swordsmanship is superb. Let me see how happy you are. After you take a break, how about I learn swordsmanship with you?" A disciple on the side of Aojian Villa laughed and looked brilliantly.

"Okay." Chen Zong looked back, and the other's expression was not half provocative, and he nodded.

Returning to the pavilion, Shi Huanyue had a pair of beautiful eyes with a little curiosity and admiration, and Guan Yunxi took out a pill of Dan Dan and handed it to Chen Zong, which was used to restore the energy.

It was like a small farce, and then someone took the challenge.

Each one has a three-star combat power, reaching the late three-star, even the peak and even the limit. The battle between each other is naturally very exciting.

After a period of time, Chen Zong's inner strength was completely restored. As for physical strength, he had already recovered to the peak, and while he was recovering, he carefully recalled the previous two wars and looked for his own shortcomings to improve.

Such gatherings are hard to come by. You know, not everyone can gather many super geniuses and fight against each other. Each battle has its own uniqueness, and there are places worth learning.

Chen Zong also found that Qiu Honglie's eyes swept from time to time, as if he was piercing himself with a sharp sword. The inexplicable hostility contained in his eyes still puzzled Chen Zong.

After all, I am the first time I saw Qiu Honglie.

It ’s the end of two battles, each with a victory and defeat, but this victory is nothing, after all, it is not a life-and-death battle. If it is a life-and-death battle, all means are used. The three-star peak combat power kills the three-star extreme battle. Force is not impossible.

"Ye Guoshi practiced swords. We were the masters of Aojian Villa. We were unable to help ourselves. We asked Ye Guoshi for advice. We also hoped that Ye Guoshi would be complete." On the side of Aojian Villa, a disciple stood up.

Wang Chengzhi, the third on the list of proud swords, is also the most powerful one of the proud swordsman disciples who came to the party this time, with three-star extreme combat power.

Surprisingly, he even challenged Ye Feifan.

Ye Feifan, but there is a late four-star combat power, the gap between three-star and four-star is obvious, not to mention several small levels of leap.

"Since you speak, I will complete you." Ye Feifan was also surprised. I did not expect someone to challenge myself, but I still gave face and smiled slightly: "I only have one sword."

"Please advise." Wang Chengzhi appeared sternly in front of the main pavilion more than ten meters away, pulled out his long sword, and stood in front of him with a posture of heaven and a pillar of incense.

Feeling different from the old saying, there is a feeling of being offensive and defensive.

Wang Chengzhi didn't have the slightest idea of ​​attack. The three-star extreme combat power is indeed not weak, but compared with the four-star late stage, the gap is too big. Even if it shows the best swordsmanship with full force, there is nothing to do. Extraordinary.

In this case, it is better to wait for the opponent to sword out.

Ye Feifan was still sitting on the stone chair ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Half minutes did not mean to get up.

"Your Excellency, I am going to send a sword." Ye Feifan uttered a word to remind him, the words dropped, Wang Chengzhi narrowed his eyes and narrowed, staring closely at Ye Feifan's sword.

Everyone's eyes were attracted to the past, and even the blink of an eye, even the super genius with a four-star combat ability who returned the moon to the division also widened his eyes.

Remind the other party that after giving the other party sufficient preparations, Ye Feifan's right hand approached the hilt of the sword steadily and clearly. Then, five fingers spread out and held the hilt.

A melodious sword rang and it sounded into everyone's ears, melodious and crisp, as if coming from the sky, touching.

For the first time, Chen Zong felt that the sound of drawing swords was so nice, that kind of agile feeling, like the beautiful music of plucking the strings, the sound of the sound was endless.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Feifan drew his sword and accelerated into a beam of light, as if radiating from nothing. In the eyes of everyone, except for that sword light, everything around him was in darkness. Even the bright moon that hangs in the sky, glowing with white and dim light, seems to be swallowed up by darkness, disappearing without a trace.