Chapter 55: Void Remains

(third change)

"Brother Chen, I must have gained a lot of benefits in this Sword Transformation territory. w w w . v o d t w . c o m" Mu Yu smiled slightly.

"To each other." Chen Zong responded calmly.

How much benefit you get, you can't see it from the outside, but out of ten people, only Chen Zong and Mu Yu absorbed the most sword energy. Almost even.

Chen Zong speculated from himself that the benefits Mu Yu got were not small.

"After leaving here, I don't know if Brother Chen is interested in trying the sword." Mu Yu narrowed her eyes slightly, and the smile on her face seemed to be a little bit more.

"Okay." Chen Zong agreed without hesitation.

This Mu Yu is going to try his own depth, and Chen Zong is also kind to him, so if there is such an opportunity, he will naturally not let it go.

True disciples of galaxy-level forces are still famous, and they will never be weak.

What's more, the previous sword confrontation made Chen Zong somewhat unable to see the depth of the opponent. In addition, Chen Zong also wanted to know his current strength.

When the time is up, the portal to the Sword Transformation Realm opens again.

Ten people jumped out one after another, and suddenly felt a chill hit their bodies.

Daxueshan, freezing cold.

After the trip to the Sword Transformation Realm was over, it was natural to return to the Lin family, and Chen Zong also returned to Tianhan Sword Academy for a little enlightenment.

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Under the Daxue Mountain, the snow field is vast, and the white snow is connected into one piece, glowing with crystal clear light, connecting the sky and the earth, as if it is boundless, and the chill permeates the sky and the earth.

The whistling sound of the wind blows, as if a horn is blowing between the heaven and the earth, the wind is like a knife, and the frost is like a sword, blowing across the heaven and earth, the common people, and the faces of everyone.

The wind and snow are swift, and figures are looming in it.

Chen Zong and Mu Yu stood a hundred meters apart.

In the distance, there are still some figures scattered, they are some children of the Lin family, such as Lin Weiyin and Lin Zhenglong brothers, etc. In addition, there is Yan Xiaoxiao.

Knowing that Chen Zong was going to compete with Mu Yu, the third true biography of Yiyuanjiao Sword Palace, Xiao Yujian, many Lin family members were excited and came to watch the battle.

To be honest, what they wanted to see was actually Mu Yu. As for Chen Zong, he was relatively unknown.

"Brother Chen, if it's real, I'm afraid it will hurt your peace. If there is some kind of disability, it won't look good." A hundred meters away, I could vaguely see the smile on Mu Yu's face, and hear his voice like drizzle. The words penetrated the wind and snow, passed into the ears, and passed into everyone's ears, without clarity.

It seems to contain an indescribable power.

"Brother Chen also practices swordsmanship. I have seen Brother Chen fighting with others. Brother Chen's swordsmanship is very good. How about we fight with swordsmanship." Mu Yu continued to say with a smile.

This is another trial for him.

First test the sword skills, if it is not your opponent, then the so-called sword fight is fake.

The Drizzle Sword, a sword of scheming, is not a sword of kindness, it kills when it is time to kill.

"Okay." Chen Zong didn't seem to notice anything, smiled slightly, and agreed without hesitation.

Because, I am really interested in the so-called Drizzle Sword, not only the Drizzle Sword, but also the Oblique Wind Sword and No Return Sword, I don't know what kind of mystery it has.

The drizzle sword, the sword is like drizzle, is a sword for planning.

How to calculate?

Can you get yourself in?

Give it a try.

"Brother Chen, be careful." A subtle voice pierced through the wind and snow, and when the last word of the voice fell, a trace of undetectable breath shot across the sky in an instant.

It was a sword light, condensed to the extreme, like a delicate raindrop, penetrating everything, almost silently.

The super perception made Chen Zong know that Mu Yu had used his sword, and that the sword did not use any other power, it was just a sword technique.

When the swordsmanship is superb to a certain extent, with the superb state and skills, it can have amazing power.

Just the sword intent,

With amazing lethality and mystery.

Just like now, with a trace of sword intent and without using other powers, Chen Zong can kill any half-step great sage, even the ghost king of purgatory who just invaded the taixuan world could not bear it.

This is the power of martial arts will, the power of swordsmanship.

When the power of will reaches a high level, it is also very terrifying.

Mu Yu's sword intent was comprehended from a rainstorm. He didn't comprehend it during the heavy rain, and he didn't comprehend it during the heavy rain. He only comprehended it when it turned into a drizzle.

Since then, Xiaoyu Jianyi has accompanied her to improve step by step, until the current top level, and has reached 100%.

Yes, Mu Yu's Drizzle Sword Intent has reached 100% of the top level, which is a level that many practitioners cannot reach.

The difference between 90% and 100%, and 10% is the gap between incompleteness and perfection.

This is the true ability and talent of the galaxy-level forces.

The sword under the drizzle's sword intent pierced through the wind and snow like drizzle, almost silently, but condensed a murderous intent.

Chen Zong's perception was very keen. From that strike of the sword, he felt a condensed murderous intent. It seemed that Mu Yu was going to kill himself as long as he seized the opportunity.

It was indeed a formidable enemy.

Chen Zong was not afraid at all, because similarly, if given the opportunity, he would kill himself.

Out of the sword!

The sword came out with no light, no sound, as if it melted into the wind and snow, and turned into a killing.

At the moment when the two swords clashed, Chen Zong could feel the power contained in the opponent's sword.

Practice the sword into silk!

This Mu Yu also mastered the superb skill of practicing sword into silk.

His sword practice is to condense sword energy and light into drizzle.

At the moment when the two swords collided, Mu Yu's sword did not retreat, but was shaken by the momentum. In an instant, many sword lights appeared around the surroundings like drizzle, and there was a slight pause, as if even the wind and snow As if stagnant, the next breath, suddenly burst out, like thousands of needles shining with extremely sharp edges.

shoot!

This sword is merciless.

Chen Zong only felt that his whole body was completely covered, as if there were flaws everywhere, and everything had been calculated thoroughly.

Every drizzle of sword light seemed slow but fast, with no surprising penetrating power, as if the blizzard had been smashed into a sieve, causing the people watching the battle from a distance to feel chills and their scalps numb.

Even though they were far apart, at that moment, there was a kind of chill penetrating through the body, which was terrifying.

Chen Zong's eyes shone slightly, and under the perception of the sword intent, the opponent was like a drizzle of swords, each sword seemed to be falling, seemingly chaotic, but in fact there were hidden rules, and there was a feeling that a single stroke could move the whole body .

Sure enough, this man's sword is full of schemes, every sword is planning, paving the way for the follow-up.

In an instant, this sword actually caused Chen Zong to hesitate a bit, not knowing where to start, this feeling has never been experienced before, and to Chen Zong, it is a very fresh feeling.

Of course, Chen Zong didn't like this feeling either.

If you don't like it, break it.

There is no need to think too much, just rely on the heart, take the heart as the guide, and act according to the heart.

Out of the sword!

A sword shattered a drizzle of sword light, and the other sword lights were about to explode in an instant, but they collapsed one after another as if they were running out of strength.

Mu Yu's complexion suddenly changed slightly.

how is this possible!

How could this trick of mine be cracked so easily?

When there is a feeling of facing his elder brother, the sword will not return, and any of his plans will not work.

However, it felt different from the Sword of No Return facing the elder brother, and it didn't have such a strong meaning of death.

Coincidentally!

Must be a coincidence.

So, whether it is a coincidence or not, you can try it yourself to find out.

Mu Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, and her figure wandered around, as if a ray of rain shuttled between the gaps in the wind and snow, wandering unsteadily, approaching Chen Zong, and drew out the sword again.

The sword light under the practiced sword condensed into silk rain, and immediately charged towards Chen Zong.

Out of the sword!

Out of the sword!

Out of the sword!

Mu Yu's sword seemed to be moving forward, and the sword body disappeared, only the wisps of sword light turned into rain, spreading into a line, like a fine line of rain, continuous and endless.

As if Mu Yu would never get tired, she continued to stab until the target was killed.

Several times, Mu Yu even wanted to take the opportunity to unleash her strongest strength and kill Chen Zong with the strongest sword, but she restrained herself because she didn't have half a certainty in her heart.

Chen Zong has been perceiving everything around him, and under the superb state of swordsmanship, he seems to be in control of everything around him.

Mu Yu's sword is really very clever, and the sword just now is even more clever, continuous, as if all the raindrops of a rain have been spliced ​​together into one.

Think about it, it is impossible to calculate how much rain will fall in a single rain.

When so many raindrops join together and turn into a rainline, how terrifying is that power.

Chen Zong's expression remained unchanged, his spiritual light flickered, and he stabbed out with a sword.

The sword came out, piercing through the wind and snow, leaving a sword mark in the void, which lasted for a long time.

That is not a crack in the void, but like a paintbrush passing across the void canvas, it just slowly dissipates, but at least it will stay for a while.

A breath is fleeting, but to a master, a breath seems to be very long.

Mu Yu's sword immediately collapsed, like water droplets falling on a stone, it exploded directly, splitting into pieces and splashing away.

Staring at the sword mark left in the void, Mu Yu's pupils contracted to the extreme, as if the sword mark contained incredible power, which made him feel horrified.

illusion!

Are you hallucinating yourself?

That is the trace of the void.

It is a more superb skill of practicing sword into silk.

It is not difficult to burst out all the power and leave sword marks in the void, but it is very difficult to leave sword marks just by using the sword intent.

It's like practicing sword into silk.

For many people, practicing swords to become silk is a very brilliant skill, which is difficult to achieve, but leaving a trace in the void is a much more advanced skill to practice swords to become silk. Can't do it.

Even many sword cultivators in the supernatural realm cannot leave traces in the void.

The second sword, the sword marks left in the void seemed to exceed one breath, less than two breaths, as if directly tearing the sweeping wind and snow, like a brand mark, exuding an eternal breath.

Although it disappeared within two breaths, that feeling was directly imprinted in Mu Yu's heart.

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