Sword God

Chapter 63: Borrowing Your Core 1

Wisps of gray breath filled the sky, rippling, like the undercurrent of the sea tide, hiding danger and crisis.

The pitch-black as if soft ground, from time to time there will be a small space vortex, although not enough to swallow up a group of peerless geniuses, but it will affect everyone to a certain extent.

If you accidentally get caught in it, it will be a big trouble.

Chen Zong landed with one foot, and there was a tyrannical force fluctuation under his feet, which immediately crushed the black vortex and turned it into nothingness.

The sharp sword pierced through the air, leaving a straight scratch, faint black, as if a stroke of ink had been drawn, and a miscellaneous soldier-level void demon in front of it was directly pierced through the body. Such injuries are insignificant, but the power of the Nirvana Evil Sword is terrifying. Immediately draw vitality.

In just a short breath, the vitality of this powerful miscellaneous soldier-level void demon was devoured and turned into ashes, leaving only the core.

Ji Mie Xiejian also knew that Chen Zong needed this core, otherwise even the core would be swallowed by it, leaving nothing behind.

Putting away the core, Chen Zong inspected it a little bit.

There are fifty-eight void demon cores at the miscellaneous soldier level, and only one void demon core at the elite soldier level, which is equivalent to 68,000 profound merits.

"It's still not enough." Chen Zong secretly said.

If you want to enter the Xuanyuan Holy Pagoda to practice again, you need at least hundreds of thousands of meritorious deeds to exchange, otherwise the effect will not be good.

Of course, for Chen Zong, the more meritorious service the better.

But I don't know how many void demons have sneaked into the territory of the small void?

The peerless geniuses who stepped into the Small Void Realm came from Xuanyuan Palace, Heijue Palace and Wuchen Palace respectively, with a total of 200 people.

Strictly speaking, the Small Void Realm is actually not that big. Most of the two hundred peerless geniuses travel alone, and if they spread out, they will inevitably meet.

"Disciple of Xuanyuan Palace." The disciple of Heijue Palace saw Chen Zong from a distance, his eyes flashed brightly, and then there was an evil smile on the corner of his mouth, his figure flashed, and he flew away at an astonishing speed Finally, the tyrannical aura locked on Chen Zong from afar.

Chen Zong stared at the other party with a cold expression, and his keen intuition made Chen Zong feel that the other party seemed to have bad intentions.

"My name is Fei Yong, and I want to borrow something from you." The disciple of Hei Jue Palace appeared in front of Chen Zong, staring at his eyes, and said very directly: "I owe you a favor by borrowing your void demon core."

"Give me your core, and I will repay you later." Chen Zong said calmly.

Fei Yong was stunned for a moment, Chen Zong's answer was somewhat unexpected, but he quickly reacted, with a sneer on his face: "It seems that you refused, very good."

At the same time as the voice fell, a tyrannical aura fluctuated immediately, and when the fluctuation spread, there was a trace of blazing heat in the air, as if it could burn everything.

It was half-step Huo Yi's breath fluctuation, but Chen Zong didn't know what kind of Huo Yi it was.

"Don't worry, for the sake of being the pride of the human race, I won't kill you, but some lessons are unavoidable, let you recognize the reality." Fei Yong sneered.

As soon as the voice fell, Fei Yong stepped forward with a single step, with flames splashing from his feet, his speed increased sharply, the sky was filled with heat, and amidst the astonishing fluctuations of fire, he approached Chen Zong and punched him.

The fist is red, like a volcanic force erupting in an instant, shaking all directions, and the space ripples are like water waves, spreading layer by layer, lifelike.

A punch, like a falling meteor, is unparalleled in power and power. It is extremely terrifying and blazing, as if it is about to ignite Chen Zong and burn him into ashes. The terrifying coercion contained in that punch is as powerful and domineering as a mountain.

This punch made Chen Zong feel threatened.

The gold-plated Shen Yue sword was unsheathed, and the sword pierced through the air.

A ray of thunder flashed out as if a thunderbolt smashed through the sky. This was a sword that did not have a name. It was a ten-and-a-half-step thunderbolt, and its power was astonishing.

The sword and the fist collided in an instant, shaking one after another, and the terrifying power fluctuated away, shattering like smoke and dust.

Chen Zong didn't retreat a single step, and his body skills showed nine changes.

In an instant, five figures staggered past, slashing through the air with their swords.

Fei Yong looked dignified, and his eyes seemed to be filled with fire, burning.

The pair of fists seemed to be ignited, burning with a blazing flame, and blending with the half-step fire, it became more and more blazing and violent.

"Raging fire... Smash the demons!" The low voice sounded like a fluctuating accent, like magma rushing, the momentum was astonishing, and the pair of fists burst out with incomparable power in an instant, and suddenly blasted out.

Punch!

Ten punches!

Hundred punches!

Thousand punches!

In an instant, a thousand fists blasted out with blazing and terrifying power, incomparably frenzied and boundless, they blasted at Chen Zong without hesitation, directly submerging Chen Zong's figure.

The power of a thousand fiery punches is astonishing, each punch seems to be able to crush rocks, and under a thousand punches, it vibrates in all directions, and the space of the small void environment fluctuates endlessly, with fine scratches appearing one after another.

Chen Zong felt that he was about to be crushed in the face of countless blazing and domineering punches.

Standing with a horizontal sword, one sword strikes out.

The sea of ​​blood is endless!

With this move, half a step of sword intent was integrated, and the blood light diffused into a turbulent sea tide, overflowing with turmoil, sweeping in all directions.

The thousand punches of Raging Fire Dangmo Fist blasted into the sea of ​​blood in an instant, bursting out with countless powers.

Jixin Sword Style!

The golden sword light condensed into a beam, piercing through the sea of ​​blood and stabbing out.

Fei Yong's expression suddenly changed, and his pupils shrank like needles.

too fast!

That sword was really too fast, the golden light passed through the void, leaving a faint black scratch, which fell into Fei Yong's eyes, shocking.

block!

Be sure to block it!

The mind is so concentrated that you can't avoid it, then resist it, and you must block it.

All the power burst out, and a crimson round shield appeared in his hand at the same time, and all the power poured into it to protect himself.

An indescribable sound swelled, and the golden sword light was concentrated to an astonishing degree. Circles of golden and red ripples continuously fluctuated from the tip of the sword and the shield, impacting in all directions.

Click!

In the next breath, an ear-piercing sound sounded, with the tip of the sword as the center, cracks suddenly appeared on the shield.

Fei Yong was inexplicably shocked, this shield was extremely hard, it had resisted many attacks for him, and now it was actually broken.

But he reacted quickly, and immediately seized the opportunity, retreating again and again, with every step, fire splashed away, and the speed increased sharply, turning into a rapid escape like a raging fire.

"You can't escape." Chen Zong murmured, Lei Guang Juechen moved his body, transformed into a thunder light, and Juechen chased after him.

Ten and a half steps under Lei Yi, Lei Guang Juechen's speed is even faster.

Fei Yong is fast, but Chen Zong is faster.

"Don't force me, we'll be safe and sound." Seeing the other party approaching quickly, Fei Yong spoke out immediately, a little annoyed.

I originally thought that I could plunder some void demon cores, but I didn't expect to encounter a difficult idea.

"Leave the core, and spare you from dying." Chen Zong's response was very simple and direct, and his tone was decisive and aggressive.

I often don't take the initiative to rob others, but if someone wants to rob me without opening their eyes, they must pay the corresponding price.

You can not die, but you must pay some price.

At the same time as the voice fell, Chen Zong's speed was extremely fast, he directly passed the opponent to intercept him, without stopping at all, and killed him with a sword.

Fei Yong was so angry that he could only fight back.

But Chen Zong was undoubtedly stronger, after a few moves, Fei Yong was suppressed again.

"Don't force me, otherwise, we will die together." Fei Yong roared angrily.

"You can try." Chen Zong looked cold, his eyes were extremely sharp, as if he could see through Fei Yong's heart.

perish together!

Fei Yong didn't dare at all, but he was just bluffing.

His expression changed, and he stared at Chen Zong in amazement, as if he wanted to see through Chen Zong's reality, but in comparison, Fei Yong's temperament was not as good as Chen Zong's, and he couldn't see through it at all.

I just feel that the other party's eyes are extremely sharp, as if the sword's edge is directing, wanting to pierce my mind.

Ten percent of the half-step sword intent pervades, it is the perfect half-step sword intent, stronger than Fei Yong's half-step fire intent, bringing a strong deterrent.

"I'll give you ten soldier-level cores." Fei Yong began to negotiate terms.

"Fifty." Chen Zong opened his mouth directly.

Upon hearing fifty, Fei Yong's face changed drastically, and he shouted hysterically: "I don't have fifty cores at all, at most twenty, otherwise, we will die."

Chen Zong stared at Fei Yong, who glared at him.

"Okay." Chen Zong replied.

Soon, 20 soldier-level cores were obtained, which was equivalent to 20,000 Xuan Yuan meritorious deeds.

Chen Zong could see that if the persecution continued, the other party would probably use some final trump card to kill and break the net, which was not the result Chen Zong wanted.

And it can also be seen that when the other party took out twenty cores, his cheeks twitched slightly, obviously very painful, indicating that these twenty cores are definitely a large part.

Twenty cores is equivalent to an unexpected harvest, Chen Zong is certainly very happy.

Fei Yong stared fiercely at Chen Zong, then quickly backed away, and was relieved to find that Chen Zong had not pursued him.

"Damn it, I will never let you go." Fei Yong hated secretly, but he didn't think that he went to Chen Zong first to rob him, but in the end he was not Chen Zong's opponent, but was robbed by Chen Zong instead.

The root cause lies in oneself, not others, but some people just can't see this clearly, and blame all their mistakes on others.

Under the anger, Fei Yong lowered his vigilance to his surroundings.

All of a sudden, a beam of extremely weird black light shot out from the void, and without a sound, the black light pierced through the air, and a strange figure on the black light could be vaguely seen, instantly hitting Fei from the side. Yong's forehead.

But Fei Yong didn't die, but he paused, with a look of constant struggle on his face, after ten breaths, he calmed down and became numb, his eyes were gray and white, dead silent, as if there was no life at all.

Immediately, the eyeballs turned around stiffly, and then gradually became flexible. Then, the corners of the mouth moved and pulled, and the cheeks with a blank expression kept twitching. It looked very weird and gave people a creepy feeling.

After about dozens of breaths, the expression became more and more natural, and finally, it looked the same as usual.

"The body of this human race is really weak." A slightly blunt voice came from Fei Yong's mouth, and immediately, countless gray and black breaths spread from all directions, rushing towards Fei Yong's body, wrapping it up, forming a A big cocoon. nt

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