Sword God

Chapter 58 The 2nd True Secret Sword Technique

(The second is more offered)

Inside the cave, the flames flickered, illuminating the huge cave.

The sharp breaking wind sounded, and the first feeling when people heard it was sharpness. The breaking wind sound was very pure, without the slightest impurities, and it was amazingly sharp.

Among the ten fine iron stakes with the thickness of the waist, a person swung a sword, and the sword light was like snow and frost flowing past, the chill dropped suddenly, and the surrounding air felt like it was about to freeze.

Frost and snow-like sword light flashed, and sword marks were immediately left on the three fine iron stakes. The length and depth of each sword mark were the same.

"The flow is endless!"

With a low shout, Chen Zong drew out his sword, and the sword light was like the water of a river rushing uninterruptedly. It was destroyed by the crack, and then, the second fine iron stake was not spared, and it was directly cut and destroyed half of it.

You must know that the fine iron stake here is two or three times thicker than the fine iron stake in Tianyaotang. One move destroys a semi-thick fine iron stake, which shows that Chen Zong's strength has been greatly improved compared to before.

This is that after the True Sword Heaven's Ultimate Skill reached the sixth level, the power of the sword was increased by 100%. After the cultivation base reached the Great Perfection of Qi and Blood, the power became stronger and the speed was faster, and the endless flow also reached the micro level. In the realm, the power is further enhanced.

"I don't know how much the difference is between my current strength and that of a martial artist who has practiced the power level?" Chen Zong secretly said.

The Qi and Blood realm is the first great realm of a martial artist, and the strength training realm is the second. The gap between the big realms is very obvious, but to what extent is it obvious, in fact, Chen Zong has no idea in his heart.

After all, the first opponent of the strength training realm that I encountered was the blood bat, who was seriously injured, the cultivation base was unknown, and the strength was not easy to judge. Two turns, three turns or even four turns.

I don't know what the strength of the first turn of the practice is.

The thought was fleeting, and Chen Zong discarded the distracting thoughts and used the sword again.

Long run!

Endless flow!

Under the continuous use, the fine iron stakes were destroyed one after another, but in the blink of an eye, all the fine iron stakes were destroyed.

This kind of continuous eruption is for the martial artist,

It consumes a lot of qi and blood, and also consumes a lot of physical strength, but Chen Zong doesn't feel much. full recovery.

From this, we can see the horror of the Great Perfection of Qi and Blood. As long as the energy and physical strength of one's blood and blood are not exhausted in an instant, they can quickly recover and keep in the best state all the time, together with the spiritual will. It is simply a fighter. If you don't know how tired you are, even if your strength is slightly higher than yourself, you will be consumed by yourself.

"Come here, change the pile." Chen Zong shouted, his voice contained an astonishing momentum, a kind of sternness.

Soon, someone came in to transport the destroyed iron stakes away, and after a while, new ones were delivered.

"How is Chen Zong during this time?" The Green Ape Envoy asked the people below.

"Reporting to Master Qing Ape, Chen Zong is practicing every day, and now he has replaced the seventh batch of fine iron stakes." The person below replied respectfully.

"The seventh batch!" The green monkey was shocked.

The hardness of the fine iron stakes is astonishing, and the strength of the qi and blood realm is difficult to destroy. It has to be hit many times. Chen Zong has only been in the cave for ten days, and it is amazing to replace the seventh batch of fine iron stakes.

"Okay, good, no matter how much, change it for him." Qing Yuan Shi said with a smile.

The more tyrannical Chen Zong behaves, the happier and more assured he is, which means that Chen Zong's potential and strength is amazing, and it will definitely be more terrifying when he grows up. Moreover, the other party has successfully integrated the blood of the monster, which is an indisputable fact. , In the world, only people from the Black Demon Sect can do this.

Whether Chen Zong is willing to admit it or not, he is a member of the Black Demon Sect.

In addition, Chen Zong destroyed six batches of fine iron stakes in just ten days. In the eyes of the green ape envoy, there is no hidden strength, which means that the other party did not deliberately hide it.

Practice, practice, practice.

The sixth level of True Sword and Heaven's Ultimate Skill is the highest level, and there is no way to improve it. The cultivation base reaches the great perfection of Qi and Blood. There is also no improvement.

It doesn't even need Chen Zongli to understand, all the power will run on its own, and it will be at its peak every moment.

In this way, Chen Zong saved the time of practicing the exercises and improving his cultivation, all of which were used in the practice of swordsmanship.

Gradually, Chen Zong discovered that the Great Perfection of Qi and Blood can also play a role in the spiritual will. It seems that the spiritual will is strengthened a little bit, making the spiritual will more harmonious.

Shadow Sword Technique!

Fu Liu swordsmanship!

Eagle Fencing!

Lightning Sword Technique!

True Sword Eight!

Split lightsaber!

Lone Star Swordsmanship!

Long flow swordsmanship!

One after another swordsmanship was repeatedly practiced by Chen Zong, and each one reached the realm of subtlety, and the essence of it was completely mastered.

The big broken iron hand can also practice.

Tread the wind!

Split shadows!

Neither fell.

I don't know if it is because the cultivation base has reached the Great Perfection of Qi and Blood Realm, and the spiritual will is stronger and more harmonious. Every day of practice, Chen Zong can feel that he is improving.

It seems that every moment, a spark of inspiration collides.

On the thirteenth day, it was a cloudy day.

In the cave, Chen Zong felt very obvious, very depressed, and could not help but walk out of the cave.

From the time he stayed in the cave until now, for thirteen days, Chen Zong didn't take a single step.

Looking up, the sky and the earth are gloomy and gloomy. It is obviously daytime, and it gives people the feeling that night is coming. The air is filled with depression, the wind has stopped, and everything seems to be frozen. Difficulty breathing is very uncomfortable.

Time passed by, and the atmosphere was stunned.

Suddenly, there was a wind blowing from somewhere, breaking the suffocating depression in an instant.

The wind instantly became stronger, the wind whistled, turned into a hurricane and roared, and the dark clouds in the sky slowly moved, and in the flow, it gave people a heavy feeling, as if the mountains were moving across, the heaven and the earth suddenly changed.

His eyes swept across, surrounded by mountains and shadows, Chen Zong looked up at the sky as if he was blessed.

It happened that a dazzling lightning bolt fell from the thick and thick dark clouds. The amazing power and might, in the eyes of Chen Zong, was like a heavenly sword, with unparalleled sharpness and domineering, directly smashing the thick and thick The dark clouds cut open, unstoppable.

The dark clouds, which looked like mountains, had no resistance at all, and were as weak as thin paper under a sharp sword.

Click!

Boom!

When the extremely dazzling lightning and thunder fell, there was a huge sound that penetrated the eardrum, and it came rolling in and out.

Chen Zong was stunned.

That dazzling and domineering lightning not only split the thick dark clouds, but also split the shackles and shackles in his mind. In an instant, it seemed that countless inspirations spewed out.

However, many inspirations are scattered, like fragments, and it is difficult to gather together.

Chen Zong entered a peculiar state, without thinking or thinking, just staring at the sky, after the first dazzling lightning, there was a second and third, and soon, the sky was dazzled by one after another of dazzling incandescent lightning. Occupied, the thick and continuous dark clouds were all torn apart.

"So it is... so it is..." Chen Zong murmured to himself, and in his eyes, countless incandescent lightning and thunder were reflected, and it was like a divine light.

Countless fragments of inspiration were aggregated and gradually became one. Chen Zong immediately turned around and strode into the cave, approaching the fine iron stake. When he was five meters away from the fine iron stake, he instantly drew his sword.

At the same time, the fragments of inspiration in his mind were completely condensed, condensed into a bolt of lightning and shot down in the air, and it seemed like a sword slashed down with unparalleled momentum.

Out of the sword!

Too fast, the arm disappeared, only a sword light, the sword light was as cold as frost and snow, and dazzling, illuminating the inside of the cave, making people unable to look directly, turning into lightning and thunder, instantly tearing the air. , through a distance of five meters, killing the fine iron stake.

In less than half a blink of an eye, the lightning and thunder sword light has crossed a distance of five meters, with unparalleled sharpness and domineering, as if it can destroy everything that is blocked.

Under this lightning sword light, the first fine iron stake was as fragile as tofu, and it was directly destroyed.

One after another, like a broken bamboo, it traverses and destroys everything.

The whole process seemed to last a long time, but in fact it only took a blink of an eye, the dazzling lightning sword light disappeared, the fifth fine iron stake was shaky and almost broke, and the four fine iron stakes in front were completely cut off, and the fractures were a bit rough. rule.

Chen Zong's face was pale, his body swayed, his steps staggered, and he almost fell to the ground.

Immediately, qi and blood circulated rapidly and recovered quickly. The pale complexion recovered a little blood after three blinks, and after ten blinks, it looked no different from a normal person.

After 30 blinks, the power of qi and blood directly recovered 50%, and the physical strength also recovered 30%.

You must know that that sword is a sword that bursts of inspiration, and it is not under the control of Chen Zong at all. When a sword is killed, the power of qi and blood is instantly consumed, and the strength of the body is also consumed in an instant. In addition to the forbidden technique, this It's a sword that goes all out.

It would take at least two or three hours to recover if other warriors did not take medicinal pills, but Chen Zong took less than a minute, which was too fast and too fast.

Although the consumption is very large, its power is also very terrifying. Looking at the four fine iron stakes that were cut off in front of him, Chen Zong couldn't help gasping.

This kind of power is inexhaustible compared to the inexhaustible flow of the realm of subtlety, and I don't know how many times it is tyrannical.

You must know that there is a distance of one meter between each fine iron stake. When you destroy the first one, it will consume part of the power, and when the distance of one meter is exceeded, it will naturally consume part. Doubled, the power will naturally double.

With such a consumption method and such terrifying power, there is no doubt that this, like the Tianguang Yunying Sword, is also a sword technique in the realm of true secrets.

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