Sword God

Liao Feifan stared at Chen Zong, with a flash of fierce light under his eyes.

Half a year ago, the Lord Mingguangshan and the elders explained that Zongmen was going to abandon Chen Zong to abandon it, but judging from the current situation, it is obviously impossible to abolish the other party, otherwise it would be a violation. Zongmen's rules, even if the Lord of Ming Guangshan is difficult to keep him.

However, it can't be abolished, but Chen Zong can also be taught a lesson to humiliate and beat it into a non-fatal serious injury.

In this way, Cang Yushan can also lose face and make Mingguangshan Lord happy.

With a turn of thought, Liao Feifan stared at Chen Zong's eyes colder and fiercer. Immediately, the corners of his mouth were tilted, and a smirk hung. He said in a cold and sharp voice, "Chen Zong, I hope you can support for a while, don't give up early That's fine. "

Chen Zong heard the words and smiled slightly.

Outside sounds cannot be transmitted here, but the sounds here are not affected and can be transmitted outside.

Liao Feifan's voice was not deliberately concealed or strengthened, but many people could hear it, and a weird look appeared on each face.

From the perspective of Chen Zong's easy defeat of Qin Yijue before, Chen Zong's strength is at least the second pole, and it belongs to a relatively strong level. There is no doubt that Liao Feifan is also the strength of the second pole, but he can Whether it is better than Chen Zong is still unknown.

Of course, it was also because Liao Feifan didn't know that Qin Yishu was easily defeated by Chen Zongyijian, otherwise he would not say such a thing.

"This disciple of Mingguangshan is really interesting." Cang Yushan couldn't help laughing.

The eyes of Master Ming Guangshan were twitching, his face was gloomy, and he could not wait to slap Liao Feifan.

Until now, Lord Ming Guangshan has put no hope on Liao Feifan. After all, Chen Zong's strength is not weak, at least he will not be weaker than Liao Feifan, and maybe even stronger.

"Sixth, choose the combat terrain." Elder Yuande's voice sounded.

"The Land of Three Suns." Without hesitation, Liao Feifan said his choice.

The terrain changed into a valley. There were no vegetation around the valley, some were just hard reddish-brown stones, and there seemed to be a hint of high-temperature heat.

Immediately, the three clusters of crimson light condensed over the valley and turned into three rounds of scorching sun, releasing the sword-like beams wantonly, which further increased the temperature in the valley.

There is no doubt that this is a battle environment that is beneficial to Liao Feifan.

Draw out the long knife at the waist, it is a three-finger wide knife. The blade looks bright yellow, red, and a faint halo.

"Are you ready?"

The words fell, Liao Feifan shook his sword, and a slap-like bright moonlight slammed across Chen Zong's shoulder.

When Chen Zong shook his shoulder, the knife passed by, slicing a rock behind him, slicing into it, and a knife mark appeared.

Liao Feifan's body flickered, and his body and knife approached Chen Zong. The knife light became brighter and brighter, and became a bit dazzling. He rolled the harsh whistling sound and severely chopped it from the sky.

Suddenly, there were dozens of knife lights falling from the sky, such as fan-shaped cover, so that Chen Zong had nowhere to dodge, and each knife light carried the small true meaning of the true meaning of fire.

As the first core disciple of Mingguang Mountain, his talents are extraordinary and powerful, and Liao Feifan has already grasped and grasped the four small true meanings of the true meaning of fire.

The four small true meanings of the true meaning of fire are the true meanings of Liao Feifan's major, plus the inheritance of Mingguang Mountain, which will choose the battle environment like Sanyang Land.

There is both light and heat.

In fact, the true meaning of Ming Guangshan should be the true meaning of light, but unfortunately, it is difficult to grasp the true meaning of light, and it must be above the true meaning of fire. So far, Liao Feifan also mastered a kind of light The true meaning of the little truth.

In the face of dozens of Liao Feifan's slashing with the true meaning of fire, Chen Zong's look remains unchanged. This kind of offensive is nothing, but it is only the second level.

One sword can break it.

However, Chen Zong did not intend to do so.

Chen Zong was very interested in the choice of the battle environment. This Sanyang land is suitable for Liao Feifan's combat environment, but it may not be suitable for himself.

Chen Zong can clearly feel the surroundings, the active small true meaning of the true meaning of the fluctuations, but also with another bright and small true meaning of the fluctuations.

The most important thing is not to defeat Liao Feifan easily.

The long sword came out of the sheath, bringing a touch of red light, and there was also a small true meaning of fire attached to it.

That's right, after receiving a lot of merits, Chen Zong entered the realm of Wuzhen many times, not only realizing all the four small real meanings of the true meaning of water, but also all four small real meanings of the true meaning of fire.

Under such circumstances, it is obviously suitable for the true meaning of fire and small true meaning to be played.

With superb swordsmanship, Chen Zong completely resisted dozens of swords and then countered with a sword.

Liao Feifan's complexion was abruptly dignified, and Chen Zong's strength was somewhat unexpected.

"Chiyang cut!"

One blade fell, and the red blade of light covered a layer of blazing flames, constantly absorbing the small true meaning of fire in the air, making the power of this blade continue to increase, and the flames became stronger and stronger.

"Fenyang style!"

Chen Zongyi sword was killed.

The Fenyang style is exactly the pseudo-spirit created by demonstrating the four real meanings of fire in the territory of Yanwu after understanding and grasping the four true meanings of fire. One style is to incorporate a small true meaning of fire. The style is to integrate two types, the three types is to integrate three types, and the four types is to integrate four types, which is very simple and straightforward.

The red sword light with a round of corona light, as if covered with red flames, broke through the air fiercely, and collided with Chiyang's huge sword light.

Subsequently, both Chiyang and Foyang broke apart.

Burning Sun II!

Chen Zongshi exhibited the second trick, which strengthened his power even more.

"Fighting fiercely!" Liao Feifan swept up after the sweep, and the red knife light diffused and condensed, then rushed into the sky, reaching a height of 100 meters, and continuously compressed and condensed, turning into a knife-like shape. Chen Zong locked.

come down!

The huge blade tip rubbed against the air at high speed, emitting even more amazing heat and heat, like a comet shot down, and blasted it down.

high altitude!

sharp!

huge!

Blazing!

All these things are fused together, and they are carrying the power of three small true meanings, and in the battle environment suitable for themselves in the land of Sanyang, the power of this blow has gradually approached the falseness of four small true meanings. Lingwu.

Very strong!

As the fierce sky hit and shot down, Liao Feifan approached Chen Zong by bullying himself. The long sword shook and filled with layers of knife light. Immediately, the knife speed reached the extreme.

What this knife incorporates is not the small true meaning of the true meaning of fire, but the small true meaning of the true meaning of light. Light is very good at speed, so the speed of this blade is also beyond words.

Suddenly, Chen Zong was faced with two arrogant attacks.

The look remains unchanged. Although this degree is strong enough to kill some of the second poles and even kill them, it is still not enough for Chen Zong.

In front of the flower, the blasting fiery sky smashed the hard valley rocks and drilled a pothole several meters deep. Under the terrible high-temperature burning, the heat that could burn the ordinary military soldiers to the sky Up.

A blade of bright light to the pole cut across like an aurora, cutting and breaking a twisted smoke-like afterimage.

With his eyelids jumping, Liao Feifan's complexion was hard to see, and he had a bad feeling in his heart. The strength of Chen Zong seemed to be unexpected.

There was a fiery enthusiasm behind him. Liao Feifan turned around quickly, splitting his long sword, shaking his figure at the same time, transfiguring three figures, and rushing forward in a flash.

Swords fight!

Countless harsh sounds burst out, and countless sparks splashed.

Chen Zong's sword is fast, and Liao Feifan's knife is also fast, but Liao Feifan has put out his full strength, while Chen Zong has hidden speed, so the two sides are equal.

"This person's strength should not only be this high." A core disciple of Jiwu Tianzong frowned and said in amazement.

Only then did he see the scene where Chen Zongyi sword defeated Qin Yijue.

"It doesn't matter." Ji Wutianzong's core disciple said lightly, in his eyes, only Fang Xingchen.

"Also, without the strength of the third pole, it is simply not worthy of the attention of the master."

But the other core disciples in the top ten did not have any special feelings, because they did not know the true strength of Chen Zong.

"Chiyang cut!"

"Fighting!"

"Three hits of streamer!"

"Fighting fiercely!"

Liao Feifan exhibited a puppet of self-made or the puppet spirits left by his predecessors, one knife at a time, and continuously beheaded to Chen Zong, extremely violent.

Realizing that Chen Zong's strength is not simple, he no longer has the idea of ​​torture and humiliate Chen Zong, but to defeat him.

"The light is cut!"

Holding the long knife in both hands and holding it up high, the violent little real meaning and a tyrannical force are completely infused into it, and the small real meanings surrounding it are also attached, as if poured back like a vortex. Detonated, more amazing light and enthusiasm.

"cut!"

The thunderous sound was like a thunderous billowing, the huge dazzling blade of light shining straight down, an amazing arc, splitting everything in front, making Chen Zong feel scalp tingling.

The light is cut!

Ming Guangshan's Inheritance Secret ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ This cut incorporates four small true meanings, one of which is the small true meaning of light, and the other three are the small true meaning of fire.

"Four Suns!"

Chen Zongyi's sword was standing in front of him, his face was a bit cold, and his sword passed across the red sword body.

Immediately, the sword seemed to be activated, and a stream of flames emerged, with a moving spirituality.

Then, a sword was drawn, and it looked flat, but the blazing heat of the three rounds of the sun, as if pulled, poured into it.

Such a combat environment is also beneficial to Chen Zong.

A sword was killed, the sword body disappeared, and only a stream of flames broke through.

Collision, all sounds disappeared, and all the surrounding scenes seemed to freeze. Less than a hundredth of an instant, the terrible explosion roar hit the world, the rocks below broke inch by inch, and slowly under the terrible high temperature Melting, red ripples spread again and again, crushing the broken rocks into rice tillers.