Sword God

Heiying holds a sword, standing in front of him, his feet are shattered and hastened, approaching the Zong like lightning, his shape shakes with his footsteps, and there are numerous afterimages all over his body, as if there were countless people killed with swords at the same time. Lock the breath sharp and cold, letting the whole body cold, such as falling ice cellar.

The sword light was restrained, and with the shaking body becoming infinite, it was impossible to tell where the sword would come from.

At a glance, Chen Zong saw that this style of swordsmanship was very subtle, far better than the one he had learned before.

The move was not triggered, but the Qi machine was extremely powerful. As it approached, it continued to improve, and it only erupted until it came close, exhausting all its power and horrifying to the extreme.

As the black shadow approached Chen Zong's three meters, countless figures and countless sword shadows gathered in an instant, as if the power of countless swords merged into the sword at the same time, as the meteor fell, a terrible breath oppressed, Chen Zong's expression changed slightly.

The five-star extreme combat power is naturally unable to pose any threat to the current Chen Zong, but the power of this sword is really amazing.

Moreover, this is only the first opponent. According to the rules of the tower, after the first opponent is defeated, there will be two, four, eight to sixty-four opponents.

The thought of facing so many arrogant opponents later, when Chen Zong was excited, he felt a kind of scalp tingling.

Killing with a single sword, I regret that the opponent's sword was blown out with all strength, as if the meteorite collided, sending out an astonishing power, and the terrible air waves impacted in all directions, if the sky breaks down.

That black shadow rushed forward, and then, starting from the black sword, broke every inch, disappeared in front of Chen Zong's eyes, and Chen Zong's figure remained motionless.

In the next breath, two dark shadows condensed out, stepping on the fine and messy footsteps from left to right, and the figure shook countless residual shadows, and the sword also shook countless sword shadows. The amazing airlock locked Chen Zong, with The terrible pressure came as if two huge meteorites in the sky were spinning and condensing, the coercion emanating from them was as heavy as a mountain.

Chen Zong was still standing still, letting that terrible air machine lock himself, staying still, until the two figures entered the range of three meters, all the power broke out in an instant, poured into the sword, and killed Chen Zong It ’s horrible.

Chen Zong's double swords came out and collided with the two swords, respectively. The overbearing and sharp sword strength rushed in an instant, like a volcanic eruption.

As before, the two figures collapsed from the sword and disappeared into the air. Then there were four figures.

Killing in the same way, Chen Zong faced four terrible attacks at the same time and had to split four swords to defeat the opponent, then eight.

These eight black shadows did not kill all of them, but the first one arrived first, and was blocked by Chen Zong before it broke up. The second one followed, and the third one followed.

Chen Zong is constantly under the impact of eight five-star extreme combat forces. If he changed to a five-star limit, he would be bombarded directly into slag. However, Chen Zong's body remained motionless, and his arms holding the sword never moved. .

The impact force of each blow is terrible, there will be a small part of the residual, continuous impact, that residual force will be superimposed, raging in the body.

If there is time, they can be expelled, but if they still suffer external attacks, they cannot be expelled at all, and they will continue to intensify with external attacks.

Sixteen terrible opponents kept killing each other, shaking Chen Zong's hands.

"Go ahead ..."

Chen Zong, as if not aware of it, was immersed in the shadowy mystery of the shadow.

Under constant resistance, Chen Zong's grasp of the mystery of that sword became deeper and deeper. What the sword paid attention to was to gather all its strengths and increase it as much as possible, and then condensed and burst out.

Xeon Strike!

"Crossing swords, crossing the heavens and the earth, sweeping in all directions, across the four poles of the heavens and the earth, we must be powerful enough to be invincible ..."

A strong feeling, ready to come out.

Thirty-two warriors who reached the five-star limit even devoted all their strength to give the most outrageous blow, rushing madly, holding on to the determination of burning jade.

Chen Zong's feet gradually stepped on the ground, resisted these black shadow attacks, and continued to realize.

When resisting and smashing sixteen people, his arms trembled.

In the seventeenth person, the shaking of his arms was more obvious.

In the eighteenth, the tremor became more apparent.

When the twenty-fourth person rushed, Chen Zong's irresistible figure leaned back.

At the twenty-eighth person, Chen Zong could not help but take a step back.

When the last person was crushed away after the impact, Chen Zong stepped back three consecutive times, each step seemed to step on the floor.

However, the floor on the top of the board is extremely hard. Even the attack of the transcendental powerful can not destroy the slightest, Chen Zong is even more unlikely to destroy it. The power of the shock caused Chen Zong's feet to be painful. .

However, in the end, it passed. Only sixty-four figures appeared, and there was no room for relaxation. He went to Chen Zong again and followed them together.

Continually resisting the previous strong enemies, Chen Zong not only sharpened his sword strength, but also consumed a lot of his own power, but now, Chen Zong still has no intention of dodging, and still resists the opponent's attack.

Cross sword light shot out of the air, hit each other hard, and felt a strong desire to come out.

Fight fight!

Chop Chop!

A trace of peerless sharpness gradually evolved and condensed on the double swords.

The thirtieth powerful enemy rushed to the front. The terrible power and the residual power before it were superimposed, allowing Chen Zong to take three consecutive steps back, but just when he stood firm, the thirty-first powerful enemy also came.

Chen Zong did not retreat, but had to retreat, because the impact was extremely strong.

For a time, the true power of Chen Zong's body rushed endlessly, and a pure yang qi and blood swelled endlessly. The sword strength combined by the two was raging like tidal waves.

Although one's strength is constantly being consumed, there is not much left, but the remaining strength is continually condensing and accumulating, such as the torrent of the dyke.

For the fifty-sixth strong enemy, Chen Zong stepped back ten steps in a row, and the two swords in his hands almost flew out of his hands. The blood and blood flowed backwards and almost spit out. The internal organs had a burning sensation and were injured.

But Chen Zong didn't care at all. His eyes were full of warfare, with a shocking light.

"Heaven and earth ... cross ..."

The four words were spoken separately, the sound of the sky was loud, the voice of contention was peerless, the two swords bloomed with an extremely bright light, and they came out with Chen Zong's last power. The cross sword shined in the world, as if the world was split into four. With the ultimate power, destroy everything to kill.

Words can hardly describe the arrogance of this blow.

Wherever he passed, the swordsmanship of the 57th powerful enemy was completely defeated before it was exhibited.

Tough!

Fifty-eighth!

The fifty-ninth!

Sixty!

Sixty-first!

Sixty-second!

Sixty-third!

The cross sword is gone, and the last powerful enemy has not been killed, but Chen Zong has exhausted his strength, not only the vertical and horizontal power, but also the power of the same body is completely exhausted, and the ability to stand completely depends on With amazing will.

It was difficult to move even his fingers, but Chen Zong squeezed a smile. Then, the black shadow in front of him killed with a sword. A horrible blow hit the body directly. At a moment, Chen Zong could clearly feel that his body was broken apart. Go, under the horror of extreme terror, turned into meters.

At the moment when Chen Zong was transformed into a rice centipede, a light appeared out of thin air and disappeared with Chen Zong.

Consciousness sinks, and he is completely in the dark. When Chen Zong feels, he finds countless eyes on himself, with horror, as if to pierce himself.

"It turned out to be him."

"impossible."

"How could it be him."

Although under some analysis, the tenth floor of the ascending tower became not so unattainable, and there were still people who could break into it, but no one expected it to be Chen Zong.

On the stage of life and death, Xia Houzhen fought. Everyone could see that Chen Zong used his secret method to do his best to kill Xia Houzhen, and Xia Houzhen broke into the eighth floor. Therefore, it is estimated that Chen Zong is expected to break into the ninth floor.

It's just that the tenth floor is too difficult, no one thinks he can break into the tenth floor.

"How is it possible!" Xia Houba murmured, his fists clenched, and his intense sense of crisis made him so murderous and gloomy as if there were lightning flashes.

Breaking through to the tenth floor shows that Chen Zong's combat power is terrible and his talent is very amazing. Now he is not his opponent, but if he breaks through the pseudo-transcendent realm, he may have the strength to contend with himself. It is more difficult to kill the opponent.

Ghost Sword Xin's innocence was a slight smile. It seemed that the usual smile showed a shocking chill on his face, and his eyes became deeper and deeper.

His hands holding the sword were unconsciously tightened. It was more interesting when the genius killed him.

Xuan Ziye, who had failed to break through the tower, did not look so good, but the couple Yin Yang and Xuan Jian were both horrified, but also happy.

"Little friend, congratulations on breaking the record." Yang Xuanjian laughed.

"Luckily." Chen Zong smiled.

At this time, Mo Sen broke into the ninth floor and failed.

Immediately afterwards, a wall on the tenth floor lit up.

"Someone has reached the tenth floor again."

"Who is it? Two people broke a century-old record."

Exclaiming one by one, Chen Zong was also quite surprised ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Because he broke through the ninth floor and stepped into the tenth floor, he knew the difficulty.

Being able to break into the tenth floor is definitely very arrogant.

Unconsciously, two words emerged from Chen Zong's mind, which was a name. As to whether or not it was uncertain, it would only be known when the person left the tower.

All eyes are on the tenth floor.

As time passed, about two hours later, the light on the tenth floor flashed, and a figure was squeezed out.

"Who is he?"

"do not know."

"It really is him." Chen Zong smiled secretly.

A young man in a green robe with flames on his brows is Qingchen.

"Is it the people of that family?" Some supernatural powers stared at Qing Chen's brows, looking dignified, and secretly guessed that if they were from that family, it would not be strange to break into the tenth floor.