Chapter 33 Murder

Outside the Heavenly Illusion Holy Land, there was a sword light under Chen Zong's feet fluctuating faintly like water, standing in the air, waiting quietly, without any anxiety in his heart.

I have already made it clear why I came here, so I will look at the Heavenly Illusion Holy Land, or Orchid Orchid next.

If Hu Ji has no malice towards her and is also in the Illusory Holy Land, she should come out to see herself. Even if she is not in the Illusory Holy Land, she should be able to get news and come to her later. But if he didn't come out to see himself, maybe it explained the problem.

Time passed slowly, and Chen Zong's expression was as calm as water from an ancient well.

A quarter of an hour passed and no one appeared, two quarters of an hour passed, still no one appeared, and three quarters of an hour passed, and no one appeared either.

It wasn't until the fourth quarter of an hour that a figure flew out and appeared more than ten meters away from Chen Zong. It was a young man like a scholar, looking at Chen Zong with a smile.

"Your Excellency is the Wushuang Sword Emperor Chen Zong?" The scholar-like young man's eyes glowed with a strange gleam, and his smile had a soft charm like a gentle breeze: "Junior Sister Hu Ji was summoned by the elders of the sect, I can’t come to greet you in person, so let me, a senior brother, come to greet Brother Chen, and after Junior Sister Hu Ji returns from the elders of the master’s sect, I will come to see Brother Chen in person.”

Chen Zong thought for a moment, a little surprised, but a smile appeared on his face.

There are some things that need to be clarified in front of Hu Ji, so as to feel at ease.

When holding a sword, only seek peace of mind, if the heart is at ease, then the sword will be stable.

Chen Zong, who set foot on his own path, followed his heart more and more.

The stronger the heart, the stronger the sword!

"Thank you." Chen Zong replied: "However, my current status is a little sensitive, and I am not suitable to enter the Heavenly Illusion Holy Land, so as not to cause conflicts between the Heavenly Illusion Holy Land and the Heavenly Dragon Holy Land, so I will go here to the ancient pavilion thirty miles away Waiting here, please tell Hu Ji."

As soon as the words fell, Chen Zong didn't give the other party a chance to refute, and immediately controlled the sword light to explode at an astonishing speed, and fled away in an instant.

Just when the scholar-like young man was about to speak, Chen Zong had already fled away, making it impossible for him to utter the words he hadn't spoken yet. He closed his mouth, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly, making the smile look a bit weird.

Moved from the heart, but it does not mean that Chen Zong will put himself in danger.

If three years ago,

If Hu Ji cooperated with Yu Feilong and others to deceive her with false news, then this time, she also deliberately led herself into the Heavenly Illusion Holy Land. At that time, if a conflict breaks out and she wants to escape, it will not be easy. The holy rank powerhouses of the Illusory Holy Land are in even greater trouble.

But Chen Zong had no choice but to look for Hu Ji, because it was impossible to get in touch with Hu Ji through other methods, so he had to come to the Heavenly Illusion Holy Land to find her in person. This was a last resort.

Find Orchid and ask her face to face, otherwise there will always be a threshold in her heart.

Chen Zong had a vague feeling that crossing this threshold would be of great benefit to his cultivation path.

Thirty miles away from the Heavenly Illusion Holy Land, there is an old pavilion, which is a bit dilapidated, and few people stay here. Chen Zong will choose this place to meet Hu Ji, and he can advance or retreat.

The next step is to wait, and while waiting, Chen Zong is also comprehending swordsmanship.

As for the cultivation of the single-minded Primordial Realm, it does not need to be carried out on its own initiative, it is constantly running all the time, and the power of the inner world is also increasing little by little.

Swordsmanship is exactly one-hearted swordsmanship. This swordsmanship is based on basic swordsmanship, and then integrated with the mysterious essence of various swordsmanship mastered by Chen Zong himself. It is gradually perfected. There is still a huge room for improvement, and the potential is endless.

Especially when Chen Zong broke away from the original way of cultivation and embarked on his own way of cultivation, the power of this heart swordsmanship was excavated to the greatest extent.

In other words, it is most suitable to perform Yixin swordsmanship with Hunyuan mind power, and the two are mutually dependent.

At dusk, with reference to the setting sun, the glow of the sunset glows like blood and burns like fire, reflecting in the dilapidated ancient pavilion, which has a different kind of poignant beauty.

Chen Zong stared at the bloody and fiery sunset, and looked at the burning red sunset in the distance, but his heart was peaceful, without any waves.

There was a sudden change, a ray of fire seemed to burst out from the setting sun, and it broke through the sky like lightning and aurora, so fast that Chen Zong's eyes shrank like needles in an instant, and the red light carried infinite It flew with unparalleled blazing heat.

It was like a small sun, about one meter in size, but it contained terrifying power, which made Chen Zong's heart tremble wildly, and the catastrophe of extinction involuntarily emerged from the depths of his heart, as if as long as he was hit, he would As if being directly destroyed, it was extremely terrifying.

Chen Zong's heart couldn't help trembling, how could it be?

How could such a setting sun attack suddenly appear, and its power was so powerful that it made me feel like I would be destroyed if I touched it.

You know, although I don't know the extent of my current strength, it is definitely much stronger than before my cultivation base was abolished, and even against a sub-sage with such strength as Daoist Jinxuan, Chen Zong is sure to fight against it .

Daoist Jinxuan is a sub-sage, and his strength is extremely powerful. If he has the confidence to fight against it, it means that his strength is much better than before, but this blow from the setting sun can bring him a sense of fatal danger. The strong shot at him?

At worst, it was an all-out blow from an extremely powerful Yasheng?

Who will it be?

Thoughts turned in an instant, and Chen Zong immediately thought of it.

Could it be that the powerhouse from the Illusory Holy Land made a move?

Or did Heavenly Illusion Holy Land notify the powerhouse of Heavenly Dragon Holy Land to make a move?

If this is the case, it can only be said that Hu Ji really has a problem.

Can't escape!

Chen Zong had a feeling that he couldn't dodge it no matter what, the speed of the setting sun's blow was too fast, the momentum was extremely astonishing, the power was extremely terrifying, it was too astonishing.

Suddenly, I saw Chen Zong grasping his right hand in the air, and a silver-like sword light spewed out, condensing the appearance of the growth sword, which was exactly the same as the previous Xinyi Tianjian.

That's right, this is the Heavenly Mind Sword.

Chen Zong used his own soul as the sword spirit to integrate into the Heavenly Mind Sword, and the Heavenly Mind Sword itself was also integrated into Chen Zong's body and blood, without any difference.

The sword in hand is like a finger, it fits perfectly, and it can explode with power beyond the limit.

The horizontal sword rises, the sword light is condensed, a little golden glow grows on the spine of the sword, and diffuses away until the tip of the sword. The incomparable sharpness diffuses out of the Xinyi Tianjian, and the sword energy sweeps away like a storm .

Swing the sword!

Focus on swordsmanship!

Since you can't dodge it, then don't dodge it, and use your tyrannical swordsmanship to strike a blow that splits the world.

But when Chen Zong slashed out with his sword, he found that the space under the sword was intact, without the slightest crack.

Something is wrong!

My own strength is stronger than before, not weak. There is no reason why I can't cut through the space, and I can even cut through it easily. Even if the strength of the space is strengthened, I should be able to feel it.

One must know that the current self, trained in the world of the human body and mastering his own swordsmanship, although unable to use other powers of the ancient mysterious world, can sense it, more clearly than before.

"Illusion!" In an instant, Chen Zong understood.

There was no fluctuation in the space, and there was no crack in the sword he slashed. Combined with the cultivation method of the Heavenly Illusion Holy Land, Chen Zong immediately deduced that the setting sun that was attacking with terrifying power in front of him was an illusion. .

As soon as he realized it, Chen Zong's original heart immediately came to his senses, and when he looked at it again, the astonishingly powerful setting sun seemed somewhat unreal.

It really is illusion.

This illusion is indeed very clever, it actually blends into the surrounding environment, and if you are not careful, you will be tricked.

Fortunately, I didn't panic. Instead, I was calm and calm, and I paid attention to the details, and then I found out the mystery of this illusion.

But Chen Zong still cut out this sword. His brilliant illusion technique makes it difficult for people to distinguish the real from the fake, and can even change between the real and the fake. When you think it's fake, it may become real. When you think it is true, it may turn out to be false.

True and false, often between a thought.

Of course, if it becomes real, then the power of the attack will be no matter how strong the person who casts the illusion is, and will not exceed much.

But the horror of illusion is that apart from the fact that it is difficult to distinguish between true and false, if you fall into the illusion and think it is true, and you also admit the terrifying power under that kind of breath, then when you are attacked, you will also could be subject to such a powerful attack.

Chen Zong broke through.

With a sword slash, the light of the sword pierced through the air, slashed the setting sun, and immediately split it, but the setting sun that was split suddenly exploded, turning into countless red rays of light like sharp arrows, like a rainstorm attacking and killing And to.

This time, it was not fake, but real. Each ray of crimson light carried astonishing power and directly targeted Chen Zong.

Chen Zong swung his sword again, another sword strike, it was as simple as writing a word with space as cloth.

Just this one word contains indescribable mysteries, interpreting the astonishing mystery of the way of swordsmanship.

With a slash of the sword, the sword light pierced through the air, and a fine trace was torn out of the void. The illusion was broken, and under the slash of the sword, the red arrows that came from shooting were chopped into pieces one after another.

With a twist of the wrist, the slashed sword changed to a straight stab, and a ray of sword light pierced through the air. A figure suddenly appeared a thousand meters away. The emergence of the sword blocked Chen Zong's sword light, but the sword light was extremely sharp, breaking through layer by layer, killing like a bamboo.

"As expected of the Wushuang Sword Emperor, he can detect my illusion." After the man blocked the sword light, he immediately floated back, and his figure leaped like a flame, and he transformed into dozens of figures in an instant. False and real are indistinguishable, encircling them from all directions.

Chen Zong recognized at a glance that this person was the one who invited him to enter the Holy Land outside the Heavenly Illusion Holy Land.

It seems that there is no need to think about it. What happened three years ago is inseparable from that Orchid. It is indeed Orchid who spread the news and let herself fall into the trap.

Involuntarily, Chen Zong's eyes shone coldly, filled with murderous intent.