Sword God

Cross-legged, seated inside and outside, alternating inside and outside, blending strength.

Change your mind second.

The strength of 30% of the physical body and the strength of 30% of the vertical and horizontal are perfectly combined to form a new and more powerful force. However, due to the lack of a sufficiently powerful opponent, Chen Zong has not completely integrated the 30% of the power.

The practice of changing minds requires time and energy, and can't be quick to make a profit.

In the Qianbao Building, Chen Zong purchased the Tianyang Sword and the Diyin Sword, and then purchased a third-order pseudo-spiral inner armor, which cost him a total of twenty inferior spirit sources.

After practicing overnight, until the dawn, Chen Zong felt that his cultivation was closer to the Nine Limits of Zhenwu Realm. It is estimated that he could actually reach them within a few days. At that time, he would have to prepare for the tenfold attack on Zhenwu Realm.

Tianming, Chen Zong went to the battlefield after eating breakfast. Today is a battlefield platform of pseudo-transcendent level, and many people watch the battle.

For a complete winning streak, the rewards of the pseudo-transcendental realm are very generous, and naturally they will attract a lot of pseudo-transcendental masters to come and participate.

But relatively speaking, the pseudo-transcendent realm is still a little less. After Chen Zong paid the entrance shell, he sat on the spectator's seat, and before the battle began, he looked at the waiting seats, only a few people.

Soon, the two masters of the pseudo-transcendent realm were on the stage, and the strength of the two was in the middle of the middle. Once they shot, it was a fierce battle, and they won the battle for half an hour.

The winning man consumed 70 to 80% of his strength, but the next opponent quickly came up. After a fierce battle, the master was defeated.

"It's too difficult for a ten-game winning streak in a pseudo-transcendent realm to be played," Chen Zong secretly said.

The pseudo-transcendent realm can be divided into seven-star, eight-star, nine-star, and nine-star combat power, that is, the master level. Those masters are basically impossible to participate in the battlefield.

Even if it is eight-star combat power, it will rarely come to participate, most of them are seven-star combat power.

Although there are strong and weak seven-star combat power, in successive battles, the power consumption will inevitably be defeated by other challengers, so it is very difficult to obtain a ten-game winning streak.

To put it simply, the ten-game winning streak of the pseudo-transcendent real battlefield is at least ten times more difficult than the ten-game winning streak of the real military realm battle series.

However, the encounters between the pseudo-transcendent realms are more exciting, and their martial arts accomplishments are often brighter and more powerful.

At the end of the day, there are only eight talents participating in the battle. There is no such thing as a ten-game winning streak. In fact, the most of the eight pseudo-transcendent realms are two games.

"Tomorrow, we will reach the battlefield in Zhenwu Realm again." Chen Zong secretly said, got up and left the battlefield to return to his residence, and continue to practice.

Chen Zong has already paid the registration fee before, and after winning ten consecutive victories, he has stopped receiving rewards. Therefore, he no longer has to pay the registration fee and directly obtains a number plate to wait in the waiting room.

Chen Zong came very early. There were only a few people in the waiting table, but as time passed, more and more people entered the waiting table.

Compared with the battlefields of pseudo-transcendent realm, the number of people involved in Zhenwu Realm is many times more.

After some time, Mo Sen also arrived, and his eyes fell directly on Chen Zong's face. Chen Zong looked back, his eyes collided in the air.

At the entrance to the battlefield, there was a sudden riot.

"Liu Anyi is here."

"I didn't come the day before and thought he would not participate."

"Thirty consecutive games, this time is even more exciting."

Liu Anyi was handsome and came with a smile, which attracted many young girls. He shook the fan with one hand and was calm and relaxed.

When the time is up, the battle of the battlefields will begin.

This time Chen Zong's number was five.

There were hundreds of battles between No. 1 and No. 2. The difference between the two players was not small.

No. 3 came to power against No. 2 but was defeated by No. 2. No. 4 came to power and eventually lost to No. 2.

"No. 2 has three consecutive victories, and No. 5 crossword Chen Zong comes to power."

As the words of the people in the Baizhan Building rang, Chen Zong grabbed a long sword on the weapon rack, and his body dropped.

"Cross-sword Chen Zong, famous and famous, it seems that you have achieved at least ten consecutive victories." No. 2 was slightly surprised, and then sneered: "Exactly, let me defeat you and end your winning streak."

Chen Zong had not seen the battle before on the 2nd. He arrived in the Battlegrounds yesterday and came to the Battlegrounds.

It is said that Chen Zong did not respond. The number two is indeed not weak and can easily defeat the ordinary Zhenwu Realm. Its combat power is two stars, and Chen Zong is estimated to reach at least two stars.

But this kind of combat power is similar to that of a zombie-like warrior before.

Chen Zong wielded a sword, unhappily, but the number two changed greatly. He found that this sword, he couldn't avoid it, but broke out with all his strength, and the same sword was killed. Powerful.

However, such an overbearing sword under Chen Zong's sword had no resistance. It was instantly broken. A sword was directly chopped on No. 2's chest, and Peran Moyu's terrorist force directly chopped it.

Another sword defeat.

No. 2 who fell from the ring was full of sorrow, only to be able to defeat Chen Zong with great enthusiasm to end the opponent's winning streak, but now, he was defeated by Chen Zong. It was only an understatement. The huge gap made him ashamed Run away.

"Interesting." On the waiting table, Liu Anyi laughed softly.

Mo Sen was still looking. He watched the battle the day before yesterday. He knew that Chen Zong's strength was extraordinary. He defeated the No. 2 with one sword.

On the 6th, a sword was lost.

On the seventh, another sword was lost.

With one sword, Chen Zong only defeated his opponent with one sword.

"Nine consecutive victories."

"One more win, and today we won ten games in a row, which adds up to twenty games in a row."

"Amazing."

Ten-game winning streak is very common at the battlefield level of Zhenwu Realm. Twenty-game winning streak is relatively few, but not many.

In short, the ten-game winning streak, the twenty-game winning streak, and the thirty-game winning streak at the battlefield level of Zhenwu Realm are relatively easy.

Another was defeated by Chen Zong.

"Congratulations to Zong Chen, a 20-game winning streak."

Chen Zong made a leap, put the sword back on the weapon rack, and then left the waiting table. He sat on the spectator table to watch the battle, because Mo Sen's turn soon shot.

Chen Zong is actually a little curious about this Mo Sen. Although it seems that his combat power is at the three-star level, Chen Zong always thinks that it is more than that, which is strange.

Mo Sen was standing on the battlefield with a long black knife, and his breath was cold and cold.

With a slash, Mo Sen's opponent couldn't resist at all, and was cut off and flew out of the ring. He was not badly injured.

Streak after streak, Mo blinked for nine straight wins.

"It looks like Mo Sen is about to win thirty straight games."

"It feels too easy."

"Yes."

"That's not necessarily the case, his next opponent will be difficult to deal with, maybe he will be defeated."

"It's Liu Anyi."

"Mo Sen's next opponent turned out to be Liu Anyi."

The crowd was startled, and then cheered.

Mo Sen, now only one game away, can achieve 30 consecutive victories, and Liu Anyi has achieved 30 consecutive victories, this time to come for a 40-game winning streak.

The strength of the two is very strong, and meeting each other will be a fierce battle.

Strong and weak?

Liu Anyi retracted the folding fan, and the hand grabbed a thin sword from the weapon frame. His body flickered and was very elegant. As the same breeze passed, it fell lightly on the battlefield.

Carrying one hand and holding the sword obliquely pointing to the ground, the handsome face with a slight smile on his face looked dazzling and screaming.

On the appearance and temperament alone, Liu Anyi is indeed outstanding.

However, the warrior's world has never been fed by his face. He does not have enough strength to look good, at most it is reduced to the captivity of others.

Mo Sen's sharp eyes fell on Liu Anyi's face with a bit of chill, and Liu Anyi was still smiling, as if he didn't feel the slightest pressure.

"Sorry, this is the end of your winning streak." Liu Anyi said to Mo Sen with a smile.

"It's too early." Mo Sen's voice was cold.

The corner of Liu Anyi's mouth was tilted, and the smile on his face became more and more obvious. Immediately, a sword waved out, and the sword of the sky descended like a rainstorm.

Mo Sen waved his sword, and the dark and dreary sword light ran across the sky like black Changhong, and wherever he went, all the sword shadows were broken.

Liu Anyi stepped forward, his body flickered, approached Mo Sen, and the thin sword waved. Countless sword lights killed Mo Sen from all directions. He couldn't see the beginning, as if he couldn't see the end.

"Liu Anyi's floating rain swordsmanship is more exquisite than the previous few days."

"The power has improved a lot."

Several pseudo-transcendent realms of Baizhanlou nodded.

"However, it should not be possible to defeat Mo Sen."

"After all, it's not that simple."

Between the conversations, I saw Mo Sen wield his sword, exhibited the murmur sword sword technique, surrounded by the black sword light, and then bloomed like a lotus flower, not only resisting the continuous slashing of sword light from all directions, but also all of it After crushing, they converged into one sword and severely chopped Liu Anyi.

Liu Anyi's complexion changed slightly, her footsteps quickly staggered, her body fluttered like a breeze, and her sword fluttered ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Countless sword lights, like continuous rain, shot towards the knife light, a little bit of fine gold The iron cries were endless, and the tinkling clang was like the countless drops of rain dripping on the iron sheet, with a pleasant sound.

Each drop of rain with amazing power can easily kill the nine true martial arts extreme martial arts soldiers. It is dense and numerous, continuously radiating on the black knife light, continuously weakening the power of the knife light.

But I saw Mo Sen's black sword waved again, the man and the knife combined, breaking through countless rains, and directly killing Liu Anyi.

The power of the sword seemed to come from the coldness of Jiuyou Han. The coldness suddenly made Liu Anyi feel cold all over the body, and felt that the movement of his true power had become sluggish, and even the blood seemed to be frozen.

At this point, Liu Anyi realized that Mo Sen's strength and strength were not something he could compete with.

"Three-star limit!" Chen Zong's eyes flashed a little bright, and sure enough, this Mo Sen was very capable. The combat power shown before was just the late three-star.

Moreover, Chen Zong has a feeling that this three-star limit should not be the real strength of Mo Sen. His real strength will only be stronger. Unable to help, Chen Zongyong has a little expectation.