Chapter 112: The Way of the Sword Grinds the Heart of the Sword

(the second one is coming)

The White Jade Sword Road is only one meter wide. It seems to go straight forward, but in fact it winds like a snake. Surrounding it is a vast sea of ​​clouds, bottomless, boundless, and magnificent.

A figure was running fast, its footsteps passing by like a gust of wind, and it kept moving forward on the white jade sword road.

It was Chen Zong!

Full of excitement and expectations, Chen Zong kept running at a high speed. The strong in the fourth realm can fly in the sky, and the strong in the fifth realm can naturally do the same, and can be faster, but Chen Zong But he also found that here, he couldn't fly in the air at all, and could only keep running forward on this white jade sword road.

Go, go, go!

The Sword of Gods and Demons endowed Chen Zong with an extremely powerful physique and cultivation strength, extremely majestic and vast, and made Chen Zong's stamina extremely powerful, so that he would not feel tired after long-distance running. Moreover, there are also kung fus that are constantly running, Absorb the vitality of the surroundings by itself, supplement and recover its own consumption, as long as it is not excessively consumed, it can always be in a state of circulation.

But it didn't take long for Chen Zong to realize that his power was being consumed, but it was difficult to recover. Even with the continuous operation of the God and Demon Sword Code, he could only absorb a small amount of vitality to recover himself, which was not as fast as the consumption.

Even if Chen Zong consciously lowered the speed and reduced his own consumption, it was the same, the recovery speed could not keep up with the consumption speed at all.

Moreover, once the speed decreases, Chen Zong will be in a catastrophe. It seems that if he is not fast enough, some terrible monster will appear behind him and swallow him, but when he turns his head, there is nothing behind him. No.

It's just that the strong sense of crisis always exists. When one's speed is fast, the sense of crisis will be weakened. When one's speed slows down, the sense of crisis will be strengthened, urging Chen Zong to maintain a certain high speed.

To save power consumption as much as possible and maintain a certain speed, this requires Chen Zong to further control his own power.

But Chen Zong's control over his own strength has reached an astonishing height, which is unmatched by countless fifth realms. It is not an easy task to further enhance it.

Chen Zong is not in a hurry, his mind is calm, and the ancient well is not disturbed. While running at a high speed, he concentrates his mind and tempers his own power control. There are gains, although each harvest is very small, but it is accumulated and accumulated.

Chen Zong also discovered that this white jade sword path is not straight, but curved. For example, Chen Zong can see the white jade sword path above his head. In fact, he is facing down now, but the white jade sword path There seems to be a suction that keeps me from falling.

Straight, curved left and right, curved up and down, spiral curved...

Very abruptly, a storm swept over, with astonishing sharpness, it seemed to be composed of sword energy, locked Chen Zong in the whistling, and swept and bombarded like destroying the world.

Chen Zong's expression couldn't help changing, this was the first time he encountered such a situation on the Baiyujian Road.

The power of the sword qi storm was so terrifying that Chen Zong felt terrified and had no choice but to dodge.

For a moment, Chen Zong's figure was erratic, and the phantom appeared, avoiding the storm of sword energy, but after all, the white jade sword path was only a meter wide, and Chen Zong, who avoided the storm of sword energy, also inevitably left the white jade sword path. The body stagnated slightly, and it was about to fall into the endless sea of ​​clouds.

In the face of danger, Chen Zong stomped with both feet, and the sea sword element exploded. Through the soles of his feet, he stepped on the void, and the void seemed to turn into reality in an instant. With Chen Zong's three consecutive stomps, a force rebounded. , pushing Chen Zong's body, rushing towards the white jade sword road, landed on the white jade sword road again, and continued to run.

Not long after, Chen Zong encountered another obstacle. This time, it was not a storm of sword qi, but countless sword qi directly bombarded from the front. It was like smashing Chen Zong into pieces.

Chen Zong's expression was solemn, and he couldn't avoid it. The hundreds of sword qi directly bombarded from the front, covering a very wide range, while the white jade sword path was only a meter wide. Coupled with the special environment, Chen Zong himself Fu, there is no way to dodge it. Once you dodge it, the consequence is that you will leave the White Jade Sword Path, and it will be very difficult to come back.

Those three steps just now seemed simple, but Chen Zong was very aware of the difficulty involved, and those three steps directly consumed a lot of his cultivation power.

If so, let's cut it off.

Without stopping, the Guiyue Sword was unsheathed in an instant, pulling up a sharp sword light like a waning moon, cutting out in an instant, the sword energy was mighty, and the silver-white sword light cut through the void, directly bombarding and killing the enemy from the opposite side The sword energy collided.

chop chop chop!

If you don't cut or break, you must cut and break, otherwise, you can't rush through the sword energy, and the sense of crisis behind you is constantly approaching.

A sword was slashed out, and unconsciously, it seemed that energy and spirit were integrated into it, and the slashed sword light became more and more powerful.

Slashing the sword qi, Chen Zong stepped forward with one step, his body was as sharp as a sword, but as nimble as a fish swimming, he easily passed through the gap between the slashing sword qi, without touching other swords Gas, not attacked.

Go, go, go!

There is an invisible threat behind him. Chen Zong doesn't know what kind of crisis he will face once his speed slows down or even stops, and whether that crisis will really threaten his life is impossible to speculate. You can't gamble for luck by yourself.

If the game fails, the consequence is death.

For this kind of thing that is not sure at all, Chen Zong will not take a blog, nor does he want to do a blog. Instead, he wants to fight for a chance of survival for himself. This survival is to keep rushing forward and running.

But, how long is this white jade sword path?

There is no end in sight.

It's okay for a short time, but if it lasts for a long time without end, it will affect people's will and eventually make people collapse, even Chen Zong is no exception.

Now, Chen Zong is constantly running, with sharp and firm eyes.

As a swordsman, you should have no distracting thoughts, and you should move forward without hesitation.

Time is slowly passing by, Chen Zong has been running, and his strength is constantly being consumed, which is less than half.

From time to time, there will be various sword qi attacking, threatening Chen Zong, so Chen Zong has to deal with it, or dodge or attack head-on, break through the obstacles, and move on.

Chen Zong was in an indescribably tense state, tense in spirit and mind, and this kind of tension was conducive to the mobilization and application of his own strength.

A heart of swords, clear and transparent, goes forward indomitably.

Obstacles and catastrophes are all trials.

This seemingly endless path of swords is also tempered.

Chen Zong told himself so, but after a long time, a trace of irritability still inevitably arose in his heart, why hasn't it reached the end yet?

The previous voice should not be an illusion, but the purpose of going to Taihao Mountain. Although as time goes by and as I continue to practice and improve, that purpose is no longer so strong, but the original purpose , Chen Zong still did not forget.

What's more, that's a sage of swordsmanship.

It would be a great opportunity to meet a sword master and get his advice.

In order to get such a chance, he ventured so hard to leave Wan Wan Island, during which time he was chased and killed by the Sky Cracking Sword Emperor, and almost died. After crossing the chaotic realm, he also encountered many life-and-death crises, and finally came to Taihao Mountain, passed the examination, and became a disciple of Taihao Mountain.

I didn't do all of this for nothing, and I gained a lot, not a small gain, and these gains are equivalent to my own wealth and my own accumulation.

If you have something to rely on, you will not be like a rootless duckweed, do not know where you are, have no direction, and will not be easily confused.

If you have a goal, you will become more determined, more determined, and more elite.

Unknowingly, without Chen Zong himself being aware of it, a sword heart was sharpened again and again, becoming more tenacious and transparent time after time, probing all illusory, breaking all confusion, and not being affected by outsiders. Bewildered by things.

Swing the sword!

Unknowingly, Jian Guang became more and more condensed, each sword seemed to be able to cut through everything, and all powers including spirit, energy, and spirit were condensed on it.

Every sword cut carries astonishing power, but the power in each sword is all restrained, extremely concise, and not leaked out. This makes it even more difficult for people to perceive the power contained in the sword. be on guard.

All of these seemed to be done unconsciously, and Chen Zong himself did not pay attention, because at this moment, Chen Zong kept moving forward, swaying his sword, and repeating the same things, and his whole mind and will were completely disturbed. Immerse yourself in a wonderful state.

A pair of eyes are staring at Chen Zong, taking in all the reactions of Chen Zong's every move.

Those eyes, like the eyes of a god, are high above and see through everything.

Unknowingly, Chen Zong didn't notice the passage of time, but a figure suddenly appeared in front of him. The figure seemed to be transparent, but it was opaque. Holding a long sword, he stood tall and tall in front of him, blocking Chen Zong. advance.

kill!

Without any hesitation, Chen Zong shook his arm and spun his wrist. In an instant, the sword light pierced the sky with an incomparable sharpness.

In the air, there seemed to be a trace of extremely sharp screaming sound, but it was very subtle, so subtle that it was difficult to hear with both ears, but the sound of the sword whistling happened, it seemed to be everywhere, directly hitting the divine spirit. .

With just one strike, the sword-wielding figure in front of him was defeated before he had time to react.

Immediately, a second figure holding a sword appeared, and was defeated by Chen Zong's sword again.

Sword-wielding figures appeared one after another, but were defeated by Chen Zong one after another. However, the more the sword-holding figures appeared later, the more superb their swordsmanship and their strength became. Chen Zong could no longer defeat them. Destroyed with a sword, but fell into a bitter fight.

Hard fighting is also sharpening, just like a whetstone, constantly sharpening the edge of the sword, making it even more sharp and amazing.