Chapter 34 Sword Emperor Comes East (4)
The buzzing sound resounded in all directions, stirring the four poles.
As if the boundary was broken in an instant, Chen Zong continued to take steps.
Fifteen kilometers!
Everyone's expressions changed drastically.
This has obviously surpassed the ordinary limit of the eighth level of the Holy Realm, and is gradually approaching the ninth level of the Holy Realm.
The footsteps still did not stop, and continued to move forward.
Sword Lord Hanshan looked solemn, gritted his teeth, and moved forward again. He still had the strength to spare.
Fourteen kilometers!
Thirteen kilometers!
Chen Zong's expression remained unchanged, as if this wasn't too much pressure for him.
Twelve kilometers!
Sword Lord Hanshan tried his best to keep moving forward, all for the sake of a battle of will.
Those strong men who were within a distance of 10,000 meters also seemed to be alarmed, and turned their heads to look over. These powerful saint-level strong men at least looked like middle-aged people.
One by one, they are all strong in the Shangyuan Tianjian list, even ranking above Hanshan Swordlord.
After all, the Shangyuan Tianjian Ranking is only about strength, regardless of age and talent. In other words, as long as you have enough strength, you can be on the list.
Cold Mountain Sword Lord Zhao Lingyu is only at the beginning of the eighth stage of the Holy Realm, but he can be included in it, which is enough for him to be powerful, but there are many people who are stronger than him.
Being talented can only be said to have a bright future, but it does not mean that he is better than everyone now.
What's more, there are mountains as high as mountains.
Sword Lord Hanshan did have a record of beheading the early stage of the Ninth Layer of the Holy Realm, but it was only once, and there was also a bit of luck in it, some flukes.
Eleven kilometers!
Chen Zong's footsteps are still moving forward, and the distance is getting closer and closer to 10,000 meters, which belongs to the initial stage of the Ninth Layer of the Holy Realm.
Although Sword Lord Hanshan also reached the 12,000-meter mark, his expression was solemn, and his forward speed was greatly slowed down. The pressure brought by the sharp edge and the cold here was so strong that it was already difficult for him to move forward. a feeling of.
But looking at the figure of the other party still moving forward, Sword Lord Hanshan broke out with all his strength and vowed not to give up.
Ten thousand meters!
When Chen Zong stepped into 10,000 meters, the coercion suddenly increased a lot, and countless sharp edges turned into sword energy, rushing madly, as if they wanted to tear Chen Zong to pieces.
The extremely cold breath roared like a hurricane, smashing everything into pieces.
However, Chen Zong endured all this calmly, which made all the strong swordsmen who had entered the ninth level of the holy realm startled, and the eyes of each of them were full of brilliance.
"Secret treasure!"
"This child definitely has secret treasures on his body, which can withstand the pressure of the ten thousand cracked sword marks."
Immediately, a trace of desire grew in the hearts of many strong men.
After all, the opponent's cultivation base is only the limit of the seventh level of the Holy Realm, but he can reach the level that can only be reached at the beginning of the ninth level of the Holy Realm. Such a huge leap is amazing, even for the peerless genius who detonated the colorful skypox, it is difficult to do it.
Moreover, throughout the ages, there were not many peerless geniuses who detonated the colorful smallpox, on the contrary, there were very few.
In recent years, there are not no people who are so young and can detonate colorful smallpox, but they are all very famous, and they are definitely not the person in front of them.
Sword Lord Hanshan tried his best, but he couldn't step into the level of 10,000 meters, and finally stopped at 11,000 meters, which was his limit.
If you continue to move forward, it will be difficult to withstand that terrifying coercion.
Even at the distance of 11,000 meters, Zhao Lingyu, Sword Lord of Cold Mountain, felt very uncomfortable, unable to understand at all, and could only do his best to resist the impact of that coercive pressure.
It's unbearable for a while.
retreat!
Staring at Chen Zong's back with hatred in his eyes, Sword Lord Hanshan could only retreat unwillingly.
As you step back, the pressure tapers off.
In the end, Sword Lord Hanshan retreated to 15,000 meters. Although the pressure was still very strong, he could bear it and it would not hinder his enlightenment.
"Little friend is a great talent, old man Canglang Sword Master, his strength is not strong, and he can be ranked thirty-eighth on the Shangyuan Tianjian list." An old man who had entered the middle stage of the ninth level of the Holy Realm turned his head and looked over, his eyes piercing a thousand meters , fell on Chen Zong's face, with a smile on his face, he seemed very familiar, and then he sighed slightly, as if he was a little troubled: "I feel that my potential is about to be exhausted, but I am not willing to do so. Use the mystery of scars to break through your own boundaries, hoping to go one step further on the path of the sword."
"This shameless old thing is going to be shot." Immediately, someone secretly sneered.
"I also hope that my little friend can help you, and let me use the secret treasure so that I can move forward, comprehend the mysteries of the ten thousand cracked sword marks, and break through my own boundaries. I am grateful." , finally stated his purpose.
secret treasure!
He thought that Chen Zong had a secret treasure in his body, so that he could step into the early stage of the ninth level of the Holy Realm with his cultivation at the limit of the seventh level of the Holy Realm.
If this secret treasure falls into his hands, he will definitely be able to get closer to the end of the ten thousand cracked sword marks, and comprehend a more intense and clear breath of the sword way. At that time, he will be able to make a further breakthrough and become even stronger in the way of the sword.
As for the secret treasure if it fell into his hands, there is no reason to return it, if he dares to ask for it, he will cut it off with a single sword.
It's not like this and other similar things haven't been done.
At the same time, a tyrannical sword intent, like a raging wave, burst out from the body of Sword Master Cang Lang, just like the raging waves swept across, surging endlessly, hitting Chen Zong with a strong sword intent.
The coercion of words and sword intent will make Chen Zong succumb.
This level of sword intent seems to have reached a high level.
In fact, almost all the kendo masters who can be ranked in the Shangyuan Tianjian list have mastered high-level sword intent.
The only difference lies in the mastery and excavation of high-level sword intent.
Taking Chen Zong as an example, what he has mastered is the top-level Xinjian Daoyi. The three unique moves in the Infinity Wuji Chain Sword: Lianhuan, Wuji, and Infinity reflect Chen Zong's exploration and mastery of the potential of the Xinjian Daoyi.
The line between heaven and earth is the fourth sword, a sword close to the extreme, which represents that Chen Zong has reached an astonishing height in his exploration and mastery of the potential of Xinjian Daoyi.
On the Shangyuan Heavenly Sword Ranking, although there are ninety-nine kendo masters, all of them are of good strength, and all of them have profound attainments in the way of sword.
However, there are very few people who can tap the potential of sword intent to the extreme.
What's more, both being close to the extreme state, the power of a high-level sword intent is not comparable to that of a top-level sword intent.
Canglang Sword Master is worthy of being a veteran swordsman, the power of the Canglang Sword Intent is indeed astonishing, as if the waves of a river are turbulent, and each wave carries astonishing sharpness and coldness.
But Chen Zong couldn't help it.
The gap between the power of Canglang Sword Intent and Xinjian Dao Intent is very obvious.
"Even if I have a secret treasure, what right do you have to ask for it?" Chen Zong glanced slightly, and spoke in a calm tone.
Immediately, Sword Master Canglang's expression changed, and he was even more amazed at the coercion of his Sword Intent of Canglang, which could not pose any threat to the opponent.
He couldn't figure out the details of Chen Zong.
Did the opponent come here with the prestige of the secret treasure, or with his own ability.
If it's the former, it's nothing, but if it's the latter, it's shocking.
The former is more likely, but the latter cannot be ruled out.
Sword Master Canglang didn't speak again, and Chen Zong naturally ignored him.
After feeling the coercion at the 10,000-meter distance, Chen Zong's eyes flashed a faint light, and staring ahead, he could see more clearly the end of the ten thousand cracked sword marks. There seemed to be countless sharp auras hovering endlessly.
Take a step, take a step!
Everyone was surprised, unexpectedly, they could still move forward.
It didn't take long for Chen Zong to walk to the 9,000-meter mark, almost at the same level as Sword Master Canglang. Immediately, he walked past Sword Master Canglang without stopping.
Canglang Jianzun narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at Chen Zong, as if he wanted to see through it, his five fingers moved slightly, as if he was about to draw his sword at any time.
But in the end, Sword Master Canglang's five fingers still relaxed, he didn't have much confidence.
Ten thousand split sword marks is the most test of strength.
The level of cultivation is not the real standard here.
Chen Zong was able to reach the same level as himself, which shows that his strength is very strong. Even if he is not as good as himself, there will not be much difference.
If you act rashly, you are just making a bird.
Sword Master Canglang has lived for quite a few years, and has experienced many things. He has long been used to thinking more, instead of drawing his sword to face each other when he disagrees with him like a hot-blooded boy.
However, Chen Zong was prepared. If the Canglang Sword Master really dared to draw his sword to face him, the consequence would be death. Chen Zong would never show mercy when he drew his sword.
Fortunately, Sword Master Canglang didn't draw his sword in the end, otherwise, Chen Zong's counterattack would make him regret it too late.
Eight kilometers!
This is equivalent to the level of the late stage of the Ninth Layer of the Saint Realm.
Now, all of them have lost their voices and can't say anything.
It's amazing.
Really amazing.
Although it is said that the higher the cultivation base, the greater the gap in strength, but also, the closer to the Ten Thousand Cracks sword mark, the more astonishing the increase in coercion.
The pressure increase from 10,000 meters to 9,000 meters is definitely better than the pressure increase from 20,000 meters to 19,000 meters.
At this distance, Chen Zong could already clearly feel the astonishing coercion.
However, it is not enough, not the limit.
step!
Forward!
Step by step, it affects everyone's vision and mood, with ups and downs.
This made Sword Lord Hanshan very jealous.
People in the world, no one can detect fame and fortune, not even the strongest in the Great Sacred Realm.
At 7,000 meters, there are three sword masters at the peak of the Holy Realm. With their strength, they can actually go further, even reaching a distance of 6,000 meters.
It's just that they will face great pressure, distract their minds, and lead to a decline in the effect of comprehension.
Chen Zong, however, has already set foot on the 7,000-meter mark, on par with the three sword masters at the peak of the Saint Realm.
Of these three people, one is an old man in black robe, tall and mighty, with tiger-like eyes, not angry but majestic.
One is the appearance of a middle-aged scholar in green robes, quite bookish.
One is an old woman with a rickety body, her face is wrinkled like withered bark, her eyes seem to be cloudy, giving people the feeling of being half-stepped into a coffin with dim eyesight.
The eyes of these three people stared at Chen Zong's face.