Sword God

Chapter 1 The Sword Master

The vast void, the flowing clouds are like water, and the blue is like the sea.

A huge figure flew past in the air, like the wind and light, extremely fast.

It was a huge gourd made of ancient sapphire, nearly ten meters long, with a figure sitting in the front and back.

Wine Venerable!

Chen Zong!

He was assassinated by Heisha's people that day, and after Chen Zong took away the valuable things from the other party's ring, he reported the matter, which caused a great commotion.

After all, it is such a big deal to assassinate a Mingbang Tianjiao in Xuanming Courtyard of Xuanming District, Xuanming City Lord's Mansion directly dispatched to investigate the whole city.

The guards in the Xuanming District have also become more stringent, and it is difficult for birds to pass through, and there are more powerful people in charge, and Heisha's people can't even think about sneaking in again.

In the following time, Chen Zong also practiced hard, taking the elixir to refine the power of the elixir to improve his Qi training and body training.

After taking the elixir, he went to Guxuan Tower to buy a batch, and continued to take it to practice, so that his Qi training and body training gradually improved, approaching the middle-level semi-holy level.

Now, it was the time agreed with the wine venerable, so he left Xuanming City with the wine venerable.

The Wine Venerable is a powerful person at the peak of the Holy Realm, and the Qiankun Sun Moon Pot is not only a secret treasure for brewing wine, but can also be used to fly in the sky at an astonishing speed.

Sitting on the Qiankun Sun and Moon Pot, Chen Zong is leisurely and leisurely, with the gold-plated Shen Yue sword resting on his knees, and holding a wine gourd in his left hand, which was just a gift from the previous wine venerable.

Originally, Chen Zong thought that the ten-year-old Qiankun Sun and Moon Wine inside was only one catty or two catty, but he didn't expect that it looks small on the outside, but it has a unique mystery inside, which is as much as a hundred catties.

One hundred catties of ten-year-old Qiankun Sun Moon Wine is enough for Chen Zong to drink for a long time.

This wine is also of great benefit to one's own cultivation.

After taking a sip, Chen Zong refined it, improving his cultivation level little by little.

"I'm known as Venerable Wine, and my old opponent is called Venerable Sword." Venerable Wine also took a sip of fine wine and said to Chen Zong.

"Master Saber." Chen Zong said it silently, remembering the title.

"Although he didn't make it to the Profound List, his strength is much stronger than that of the average Saint Realm peak." The Wine Venerable continued.

The wine venerable himself is very powerful, although he is not as good as the Xuanbang, but it is no small matter. After all, there are only 108 places in the Xuanbang.

To be able to become the old opponent of the Wine Venerable, the strength of the Sword Venerable is absolutely extraordinary.

"The sword master has practiced swords all his life, and he has amazing attainments in sword skills. He forges and sharpens knives by himself, and he can be called a knife lunatic."

Chen Zong couldn't help admiring him.

Swordsmen may not be able to make swords by themselves. After all, sword making is an industry and a profession. It needs to be studied carefully. In addition, it needs to practice skills and swordsmanship, etc. It is difficult to allocate time and energy.

The Dao Venerable forged and sharpened his own knives, all through his own hands, with incomparable concentration and single-mindedness.

Chen Zong couldn't imagine.

"As a disciple of the Saber Master, he will also inherit the skills of the Saber Master, so his sword skills are definitely not low, and his strength is definitely not weak." The Wine Master said seriously: "I don't ask you to fight this battle." Win, but at least you can't lose ugly."

This is a battle between their old rivals, Chen Zong is now pretending to be the disciple of the wine venerable, if the loss is too ugly, the wine venerable will also lose face and lose face.

"Senior, don't worry, I will do my best." Chen Zong said seriously, but he didn't make a big promise that he would win. That is not self-confidence, but blind arrogance.

Chen Zong has no idea about the strength of the disciple of Venerable Saber. Maybe he is unknown now, but who can be sure that he does not have great strength?

Just like Chen Zong himself, he was also an unknown person before, but he defeated Lin Heming and Li Xielang, and now he is ranked 93rd in the underworld list, maybe the disciple of Venerable Dao also has the strength to be on the underworld list, maybe The ranking will be higher than Chen Zong.

If Chen Zong had guaranteed that he would win, Venerable Jiu would not believe it, on the contrary he would feel that Chen Zong was too frivolous.

The flying speed of the wine gourd is extremely fast, as if it has reached the peak level of the holy realm,

Carrying Venerable Wine and Chen Zong quickly across the sky away from Xuanming City.

According to what Venerable Jiu said, the Dao Hut where Venerable Dao lives is in the midst of green mountains and green waters.

About a day later, the wine gourd flew into the mountains, and then crossed the forest, the speed slowed down and began to land, and there was a valley below.

The stream is clear and trickling, as if the rotation of the sun and the moon has never stopped, going endlessly.

In the stream, there are pebbles of different sizes that have been washed smooth by the flowing water, reflecting dazzling brilliance under the sunlight.

A slender and vigorous figure stood in the stream, the stern and resolute young face was calm and cold, his eyes were closed, his eyebrows were long and narrow like a knife, and there was a faint hint of sharpness.

The young man's legs were slightly bent, left and right, and shoulder-width apart, letting the running water wash over his bronze-colored and tough calves. His hands stretched forward in a virtual grip, as if holding an invisible long knife, but in fact there was nothing. However, there is a trace of astonishing sharpness permeating it.

Quiet!

silence!

Only the sound of the stream flowing is subtle and endless, and only the breeze is endlessly curling around the ears.

The sky and the earth seem to freeze at this moment, and time and space seem to stop at this moment.

Immediately, the closed eyes of the young man suddenly opened, and an astonishingly sharp cold light shot out from the eyes, tearing the void like a magic knife out of its sheath.

Then, a frightening sharpness emanated from his hands, as if he was holding a peerless magic knife, and suddenly he woke up and burst out with shocking sharpness, cutting it down with one blow.

Silently, the air was torn apart, and a fine white knife mark fell down like a silk thread, splitting the water of the stream in an instant, stretching for hundreds of meters before stopping, and the stream also stopped for an instant, and then recovered, The knife marks washed away.

The stream remains the same, but if you look carefully, you can find that the pebbles under the stream have been split in half, and the fracture is extremely smooth.

Immediately, the young man quickly raised his head, resolutely and sharply, his eyes shot out, and he stared at the huge ancient sapphire gourd that landed.

In an instant, Chen Zong's eyes met the young man's, and he felt the astonishing sharpness in the other's eyes, as if cutting through the air like a long knife, wanting to split himself.

Squinting his eyes slightly, an astonishing sharpness shot out, like a sharp sword out of its sheath.

The extremely sharp eyes collided in an instant, stirring up invisible sparks.

The wine venerable glanced at the young man without pausing, but locked his eyes on a hut in the distance, and the tyrannical aura swept out like a storm, as if to destroy everything.

"Humph!"

Chen Zong was startled in horror, only felt that the sudden cold snort was as sharp as a blade, cutting through the sky and directly colliding with the aura of the wine venerable, creating a violent storm.

"Crazy knife, I'm here as promised." The wine venerable laughed, and with a wave of his hand, the storm formed by the collision of amazing momentum disappeared invisible.

"Wine lunatic, this is your disciple?" The moment the words fell, an extremely sharp light shot out and landed on Chen Zong's body, making Chen Zong's body tremble with horror, and he immediately went numb, as if locked by a heavenly knife Yes, as if the next breath, the terrifying sharpness will tear his body, and even his soul will be torn apart.

Chen Zong stood still, not even daring to breathe, the sharpness was too strong and astonishing, it was simply indescribable.

Fortunately, that astonishing sharpness was not hostile, and Chen Zong could see the source clearly, it was a pair of eyes.

It was an old man with loose long hair. He couldn't see his face clearly, but his eyes were extremely sharp, as sharp as a sword that had just been sharpened, able to cut and tear everything.

Master Knife!

Knife maniac!

A strong man who lives with a knife.

"Doesn't it look good?" Venerable Dao withdrew his gaze from staring at Chen Zong, and fell on Venerable Jiu's face again, with a slight smile.

"You can tell whether it's good or not. There are many people who look good but don't use it." Venerable Wine's rebuttal was also very sharp.

"You will know soon." Master Dao sneered, and there was a confrontation between words, and then he said to the person standing in the stream in the distance: "Wufeng come here."

The young man jumped up, spread his wings like a big bird, soared into the sky, and with a wave of his arms, he shot out like a flying arrow, extremely fast.

It felt like tearing apart the sky, and instantly landed beside Venerable Dao, standing respectfully.

"He is my disciple Wufeng, who inherits my mantle." Venerable Dao introduced, his tone was flat, but there was a kind of pride, obviously very satisfied with his disciple.

"This is my disciple Chen Zong, a genius of swordsmanship, a master of the world." The wine venerable also introduced.

When he heard that Chen Zong was the top of the list, Wufeng's back straightened suddenly, and his eyes shone with more and more fierce light, as if the light of the knife fell on Chen Zong through the air.

"What's the number on the underworld list?" Venerable Dao was also a little surprised, and asked immediately.

"Ninety-three." The Wine Venerable said.

"Oh, it's only ninety-three." Venerable Dao didn't seem to care, but he didn't despise Venerable Wine, but deliberately hit Venerable Wine.

"I remember one hundred and eight people on the Ming list, but no one is called Wufeng." The rebuttal of the wine venerable was still sharp.

"It will be there soon." Venerable Dao's words revealed incomparable confidence: "Wufeng, defeat him."

After the words fell, Venerable Dao quickly backed away and gave way to the venue.

After the wine venerable nodded to Chen Zong, he also retreated and handed it over to Chen Zong and Wufeng.

This is a confrontation between two younger generations, and it is also an indirect confrontation between the wine lord and the sword lord.

"Tianjiao of Mingbang, if you beat me, I can also be ranked in Mingbang." Wufeng said, his voice was a little low, with a bit of metal-like sharp charm.

"You may not be able to do it." Chen Zong responded with a slight smile.

Immediately, an astonishingly sharp aura burst out from Wufeng's body, tearing the air and rushing towards Chen Zong like a treasured sword unsheathed.

At the same time, a terrifying edge also shot out from Chen Zong's body, and collided with Wufeng's blade at a distance of tens of meters, making a series of sharp sounds, flying sand and rocks, and the ground was cut out by invisible energy The traces of one after another quickly diffused away.

"Then you take my knife first." Wufeng's voice suddenly sounded, and the moment he fell, he saw his hands holding the knife and slashing forward suddenly, but Chen Zong's expression was serious even though there was no knife in his hand. nt

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