Chapter 113 A Sword Close to the Extreme

(The new house in my hometown is going to be moved. The old man has been busy for most of his life. He is very proud of building this new house. Liu Dao is now back to his hometown to help out and make the old man happy.)

The eyes are as bright as the stars, and the light shines forever.

The young Lingwu Emperor's hands changed instantly, flying crane hand, jinghong hand, crossed hands, which was extremely mysterious, and even brought out an astonishing explosion sound, sharp to the extreme, like a big roc soaring straight into the sky, with its wings hanging down to the sky.

The third form of Lingwu Sanshou: Dapeng hand.

Jinghong's hand is an improvement of Feihe's hand, and Dapeng's hand is not only an improvement of Jinghong's hand, but also a qualitative change.

Dapeng hits the water for three thousand miles and soars to the nine heavens!

The incomparable and astonishing aura immediately permeated all directions, and indistinctly, there seemed to be a phantom of a roc condensed and emerged out of thin air, and it uttered a high-pitched cry that shook the sky and hit the soul.

This blow was unparalleled in power, and in just an instant, it blocked, cracked, disintegrated, and shattered the sword light of Infinity Sword.

The phantom of the roc seemed endless, filling the entire Lingwu Emperor Palace, and the pressure it brought to Chen Zong soared to the extreme in an instant. Chen Zong only felt that he was suppressed by an extremely terrifying coercion, as if he was facing a world oppression.

For a moment, it was like facing the Sword Emperor's Emperor Ying with a sword.

Could it be that this blow was close to the extreme level?

The sword of infinity shattered, as if everything would be shattered under this blow, and there was nothing to stop, and a feeling of unease arose in his heart.

Fortunately, Chen Zong's mind was extremely tenacious, he reacted instantly, kept his mind undisturbed and unshakable, his strength was fully gathered, and he broke out completely.

Wanliu force field!

The realm of the heart!

All the means are displayed in an instant, superimposed on each other.

unlimited!

Killed again with a sword.

The power of this sword suddenly increased a lot.

The sword light, which seemed majestic yet slender, seemed ten thousand ways and seemed only one, shot out through the air, passing through an incomparably mysterious trajectory. The trajectory was unpredictable and incomparable, but it was extremely powerful and could penetrate all blows. smash everything.

collision!

As if the collision and impact between the stars burst out terrifying power in an instant, the entire Lingwu Emperor Palace trembled, as if it was about to collapse.

The astonishing shock wave is surging like a huge wave, sweeping endlessly, everything will be disintegrated and shattered into powder.

Under this terrifying force, as if the end of the world was approaching, Chen Zong and Emperor Lingwu looked a little dignified, and they kept retreating and releasing their strength.

"Take me to the fourth form of Lingwu Sanshou... Canghuo Shou!"

The young Emperor Lingwu's voice became erratic, his figure became erratic, and his hands became even more erratic.

In just a split second, Chen Zong discovered that the surroundings seemed to change, from the Emperor Lingwu Palace appeared on a barren land, looked up, the sky was covered with gray and white clouds, constantly flowing with the strong wind blowing, as if the waves were endless .

Immediately, the wind stopped suddenly, as if the space was solidified, and then, a circle of ripples suddenly oscillated from the void, like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, the ripples spread out layer by layer, turning into waves. all directions.

The extremely strong sense of danger suddenly hit and swept through the whole body, making Chen Zong startled.

From the place of countless ripples and ripples, an almost black streamer of flames falling, the speed is getting faster and faster, like a black comet sinking down, carrying terrifying power, destroying the world .

This blow was from the Canghuo Hand, and it was also a blow that was extremely close to the extreme, a blow that was more terrifying than the Sword Emperor's Emperor Shadow.

Similarly, when approaching the extreme realm, there are also high and low strengths. Some are just approaching, while some are very close, and some are even only a slight distance away.

The incomparably sharp and violent roar resounded through the heavens and the earth, piercing the eardrums,

Chen Zong couldn't help trembling, this move seemed to surpass the previous three moves, a complete qualitative change, and it was even more difficult to deal with.

Chen Zong couldn't help but feel an irresistible feeling in his heart. Even if he took the shot with all his strength, he still couldn't stop the blow and would be killed by the blow.

This feeling became more and more intense, occupying the mind, like a demonic obstacle.

It seems that there are long swords contending, and their sharpness is peerless. In an instant, they cut off the thoughts that are not good for themselves, and the energy and spirit are condensed, sublimated, and exploded in an instant.

In the mind, countless ideas flowed in an instant, and countless essences also surged and gushed out.

This is between life and death.

Between life and death, there is great terror, but also great opportunity.

Twenty-four dragon and snake pictures!

The accumulation of past kendo!

Infinite Promise Chain Sword!

All the essence burst out in an instant, and countless inspirations appeared, just like surging waves.

The Jifeng sword was trembling slightly, and traces of astonishing sharpness diffused along with it.

Gradually, there are more and more sword lights in my mind, and each sword light represents an idea, a kind of mystery. Mysteries are colliding and converging, and new sword lights burst out, filling the whole mind and mind, endlessly.

It was too late and then too fast, the sword light gushing out of Chen Zong's mind was actually only in a very short period of time, the sword light changed from less to more, and then quickly decreased from more to less. Together, or in other words, aggregated into one.

That sword light vaguely contained the mystery of an infinite sword, as if thousands of swords had turned into one sword. The sword light looked extremely majestic, and at the same time seemed extremely slender, but it was constantly condensed and became more and more condensed.

From the thickness of the arm, it is continuously condensed to the thickness of a thumb, and finally condensed to the thickness of chopsticks, which seems to have reached the extreme.

With Fu Lin's heart in his heart, Chen Zong slashed out with a sword, hitting the sky directly.

There is no gunpowder smoke, no killing intent, just a very ordinary sword, a very ordinary sword.

But when the sword came out, a beam of sword light as thick as chopsticks shot out straight through the sky, but it made the pupils of the young Emperor Lingwu shrink like needles, shocking inexplicably.

This sword became more and more terrifying.

A sword from Fulin's heart!

A sword that gathers accumulation and precipitation in Dacheng!

A flash of inspiration!

Under the threat of life and death from the young Lingwu Emperor Canghuoshou, the sword that just burst forth!

This... is a sword close to the extreme!

As soon as the sword is drawn out, there is a sense of catharsis, like the pleasure of a torrent bursting a bank.

For a moment, Chen Zong couldn't describe this feeling clearly in words, but felt that it was very refreshing, as if his whole body was about to fly into the sky, and his energy and spirit seemed to be constantly bursting out of the sky with that ray of sword light.

sublimation!

Approaching the extreme!

Chase the extreme!

It's a wonderful feeling.

That black comet-like terrifying streamer of light fell and came into contact with the sword light that Chen Zong slashed up.

In an instant, the sky and the earth seemed to be stagnant and solidified, and then burst into pieces in an instant, and the color turned into black and white, without sound.

It seems to be a dead world!

But in the next breath, a terrifying and sharp sound surged away, filling the world.

In an instant, Chen Zong seemed to have returned to Emperor Lingwu's palace, facing the young Emperor Lingwu head-on.

"The battle of the great world, geniuses come forth in large numbers. After many years, I can meet you. I am very happy." The young Emperor Lingwu did not make any more moves, but walked forward slowly with his hands behind his back, and returned to the emperor's seat, saying at the same time : "In this battle, although our cultivation levels are comparable, the skills you practice are too ordinary."

Emperor Lingwu did not move again, and Chen Zong also stood still.

"This battle should be counted as your victory. I hope you don't die halfway. One day, your reputation will be heard in the void of the universe." The young Emperor Lingwu finally said.

Chen Zong was slightly taken aback, he won?

But since the young Emperor Lingwu said so, Chen Zong was not hypocritical.

However, what Emperor Lingwu said was not wrong, his Daxuanyuan Jue was indeed a bit ordinary, among the best holy-level exercises.

Cultivation techniques are also a very important part of strength, and they are indispensable. When a powerful technique is cultivated to a high level, it is still very obvious for the improvement of strength.

Suddenly, Chen Zong only felt a force falling on him, which was irresistible.

Immediately, everything around was rippling and changing like water waves, and the young Lingwu Emperor in front of him seemed to become blurred, like an illusion.

In the next breath, nine colors of light flowed, and Chen Zong seemed to be ascending. This feeling was extremely wonderful.

This is a brand new palace, with a huge seat, after the brilliance, it returns to the plain.

Emperor seat!

The Throne is calling.

Chen Zong stared at him, stepped forward, walked up fifteen steps, stood in front of the emperor's throne, turned around and sat down.

In an instant, as if there was a roar from heaven and earth, an incomparable power swept over, and Chen Zong seemed to merge with the emperor's throne as one, becoming the center of a world.

A trace of sharp and extreme aura was guided from Chen Zong's body, merged into the emperor's seat, and flowed, centered on the emperor's seat, quickly spread to the entire hall.

Domes, walls, columns, ground...

Everything is covered by a layer of sharp and extreme aura, which seems to be sword aura, which originated from Chen Zong's sword aura.

Chen Zong also felt that a part of himself was merging with the throne, producing a brand new change.

Immediately, Chen Zong got up, but there was still a Chen Zong sitting on the throne, enlightenment suddenly emerged from Chen Zong's heart.

This is the power of King Feng Pagoda, to leave one's own mark, form a brand new body, endow it with consciousness, possess all of one's own cultivation and strength, as if it is oneself, but has nothing to do with oneself.

It's not a clone, but it's similar to a clone. Even if the deity dies, the clone in the King Conferring Tower will not be affected in any way.

And the purpose of this body staying here, of course, is to allow newcomers to challenge it.

Chen Zong also knew that this hall was the fifteenth hall of Fengwang Pagoda.

The plaque outside the hall was originally blank, but at this time, three large characters with black light flickering emerged, filled with an incomparably sharp aura, like a divine sword.

Sword Emperor Hall!

"Sword Emperor!" Chen Zong was also very surprised that he had actually obtained the title of Sword Emperor.

Sword Emperor!

The emperor in the sword is even more amazing than the sword emperor.

Then, the four big characters of Lingwu Emperor Palace also disappeared, and then, three big characters appeared.

Sword Emperor Palace!

Now, Chen Zong defeated Emperor Lingwu and reached the top. Naturally, this palace is mainly named after Chen Zong's title.

The Sword Emperor's Palace replaced the Lingwu Emperor's Palace, which represented the alternation of the times and the arrival of a new era.

After his mood calmed down, Chen Zong's figure also became lighter.