Chapter 43 Chen Zong Shot (2)

Confident, full of pretty face.

Chen Zong couldn't help being speechless, didn't he look weak?

Could it be that the few battles just now were not enough for people to see the level of their swordsmanship?

The only explanation is that this woman's swordsmanship is good, but not high enough, so she can't see the mystery.

"Use your sword." Seeing Qin Yi's face, Chen Zong didn't want to embarrass the girl too much, so he said, but this fell into Lin Fu's ears, as if he was looking down on her.

Annoyed, Lin Fu swung his sword, and the emerald green sword light rippled heavily, as if forged from jasper, plundering him in an instant.

This is a sword technique driven by the true power of the Jasper Sect's Jasper Kungfu.

Under the Zhaoxuan Realm, Chen Zong could clearly feel the flaws contained in the opponent's sword. There were nine flaws. If he wanted to, he could easily break through the opponent's sword and defeat him.

However, Chen Zong did not break it immediately, but swung his sword to resist.

Lin Fu immediately changed her moves, and unfolded a set of Jade Slashing swordsmanship, with sharp green sword lights piercing the air, each sword can cut gold and jade, leaving countless green sword marks in the air, criss-crossing the swords , such as weaving a net to cover Chen Zong, there is no way to dodge.

Chen Zong stood still at the same place, and just waved his sword with one hand, and he resisted all the sword light coming from beheading, and the woven net also collapsed.

Lin Fu tried her best to use her sword skills without any reservations, but found that she was still unable to break through the opponent's defense, so she couldn't help feeling a little anxious.

"Okay." As Chen Zong's words sounded, a sharp and domineering sword light pierced the air before his eyes, and immediately gave him a feeling of being inescapable and irresistible. His eyes were filled with the sword light, as if That's the whole world.

Qin Yi was startled for a moment, then smiled wryly.

"It turns out I was mistaken." Qin Yi was a little embarrassed. He was not Lin Fu. His swordsmanship was as high as the first level of the spiritual martial arts realm of body and sword integration. Naturally, it was not comparable to the Guiyi realm. Inheritance of the background and the guidance of the strong, his eyesight is not comparable to that of ordinary warriors.

Lin Fu couldn't see the depth of Chen Zong's swordsmanship, but he could. Of course, Qin Yi couldn't fully see the level of Chen Zong's swordsmanship. He could only be sure that at least it would not be inferior to his own.

Before, I still had the idea of ​​pointing out the opponent's sword skills, and I felt ashamed when I thought about it.

At the same time, he also saw that Chen Zong asked Lin Fu to defeat him with several tricks. He guessed that the opponent was looking at his own face and did not let Lin Fu lose so badly, so he couldn't help but feel a little grateful.

In the distance, Qin Yi cupped his fists and bowed to Chen Zong. Chen Zong saw it and returned the salute. Both parties knew what the other meant.

Lin Fu was ashamed, she was not stupid, she just underestimated Chen Zong at the beginning, and now she is sober.

"Let me meet you." At the same time as the sinister laughter sounded, a black shadow flew up and landed on the ring, Chen Zong's eyes were fixed, and a gleam of cold light burst out.

This person is obviously a disciple of Wan Luozong, and he was also the one who took away some valuable treasures from his mustard bag after the closure of Tianyun Secret Realm and made sarcastic remarks.

"You've already done your best, now it's time to go down." The man's eyes gleamed with a gloomy light, he smiled ferociously, grabbed a short sword, and swept towards Chen Zong like a shadow. Assassinated.

"The grievances and grievances of that day can be calculated today." Chen Zong's indifferent voice sounded.

The humiliation that day was the sect's humiliation, and it was also his own humiliation. It's just that he was not strong enough to resist and could only bear it for a while.

Now here, a mere disciple of the Wan Luo Sect still dares to be so arrogant. Chen Zong is not the kind of person who would greet someone with a smile when he was beaten. There is no need to forbear, please feel kind and enmity.

The dagger came from a dead corner on the side, but Chen Zong ignored it. Instead, he slashed out with a single sword, faster, more fierce and fierce, merciless, and extremely fierce killing intent, which immediately chilled the Wan Luozong disciple.

He didn't dare to fight Chen Zong with his life. He immediately retracted the sword and swung it out quickly. The short sword was spinning in his hand at a high speed, cutting everything like a sword wheel, trying to resist the sword that Chen Zong assassinated.

Going forward and bullying, the long sword trembled slightly, and the melodious sound of the sword seemed to come from the sky. It was weak at first, but then quickly became stronger, like the impact of mighty heavenly sounds, making people feel dizzy.

With a single strike of the sword, he smashed the sword wheel of the disciple of the Wan Luo Sect directly, and smashed it to the front door like a broken bamboo.

With a bang, the disciple of Wan Luo Sect was stabbed by Chen Zong's sword and exploded, turning into a cloud of black smoke and dissipating, but his real body appeared a few meters away, his face pale and dripping with cold sweat. The feeling of resistance, and it contains an astonishing killing intent, if it is hit, even if it is not dead, it will be severely injured.

"Qianluo body!" With a low shout, countless black smoke rushed out of the Wanluozong disciple's body while shaking, quickly diffused, and in the blink of an eye, it filled the entire circular ring, condensing out of thin air The figure is hard to distinguish between true and false, and the breath is consistent.

Even though there were less than a thousand of them, there were dozens of them, and each of them emitted a cold and sharp aura. They moved quickly, turned into dozens of black lights and surrounded Chen Zong's body, and launched an attack.

Chen Zong stood in the center of the circular arena, receiving attacks from all directions, capturing all the fluctuations of the opponent.

A sword strikes out, but what is smashed is a black shadow, which turns into black smoke and collapses, and re-condenses in the distance.

"Hehehe, you can't find me, and you can't deal with me. Feel the strength of Qianluo body." Wanluozong disciples laughed sinisterly, as if dozens of people spoke together at the same time, and the voices fluctuated in unison, merging into one Stress, disturbing the mind like a magic sound.

Qianluoshen is a part of Wanluozong Wanluoshen, once practiced, it will have astonishing mysteries.

After a few times of probing with the sword, Chen Zong grasped some mysteries of the opponent's body skills, one was the real body, and the others were all fake, but it was difficult to distinguish, and the fake figure would collapse and disperse after being hit. will recondense.

It's just that this method is effective for others, but not necessarily effective for Chen Zong.

With his eyes closed, Chen Zong carefully sensed with the floating dust around his body.

The aura fluctuations of the real body and the fake body are the same, but the floating dust caused by them is different.

After a few breaths, Chen Zong distinguished the real body from the false body, but remained calm, and still drew his sword to kill a false body, but the real body was next to the false body.

Suddenly, the moment the sword was about to hit the fake body, it suddenly changed its trajectory and directly killed the real body.

This sword gathered all the strength of Chen Zong's first level of true martial arts.

The long sword that had not been opened directly slashed at Wan Luozong's disciple Zhen. He was caught off guard, unprepared, and a terrible force burst out, blasting into the body, causing severe damage, and the whole person even flew upside down, colliding with On the protective force at the edge of the ring, blood was spit out again and again.

Landed on the ground, with blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, looking sluggish, he held a sword and covered his heart with one hand and stood up, gasping for breath, feeling a sharp pain in his chest.

Knowing that he was not Chen Zong's opponent, he was afraid that he would be hurt more, so he didn't hesitate, this Wan Luozong disciple immediately withdrew from the ring, making Chen Zong lose the opportunity to strike him again with his sword.

"This matter will not be left as it is." Wan Luozong's disciple stood outside the arena and said in a low voice, his face was ferocious, Chen Zong just glanced at him lightly, and did not respond.

Because, there is no need to make any response, if you want revenge, then come.

Chen Zong's strength shocked a group of people, and he didn't come up to challenge for a while.

Most of the Wushuang Sword Fight's preliminary competition has passed, and it has entered the later stage, most of the people have been defeated and eliminated.

"I'm afraid this son's swordsmanship realm is not just the first level of Lingwu realm." A trace of brilliance flashed in the eyes of the ancestor Tianhong, thinking secretly.

Jinghong Sword Sect is a sword cultivating sect, and each of its core disciples can be called a swordsmanship genius. Even so, among the current Jinghong Sword Sect's core disciples, the one with the highest level of swordsmanship has just broken through to The third level of Lingwu Realm.

Even the elders of the extreme human realm, some of them are the third level of the spiritual martial realm. Of course, they have been immersed for many years and become more advanced.

Only a few of the extreme elders' swordsmanship realm has reached the third level of Zhaoxuan realm.

However, Patriarch Tianhong himself has surpassed the realm of Zhaoxuan, surpassed the unity of body and sword, and reached a higher level.

The superb realm of swordsmanship made Tianhong Patriarch's vision sharper, but Chen Zong didn't fully show it, so he couldn't see everything for a while, but it was certain that it was not just as simple as the first level of Lingwu realm.

But the ancestor of Tianhong was not in a hurry, it was only the preliminary round, and there was still the final round.

Long Jinghou watched without saying a word, and Chen Zong was also on the list of his key observations.

As a strong swordsman, Long Jinghou's swordsmanship realm also surpassed the unity of body and sword.

As for the King of the Heavenly Profound Realm powerhouse, he had an indifferent appearance, no matter whether it was the first level or the third level of the Spiritual Martial Realm, he couldn't attract his attention.

The three major realms of the Transcendent Realm, the gap between each realm is like a moat. Some people can become a strong person in the Extreme Human Realm, but they can't step into the Earth Spirit Realm in their entire life, and the difficulty of the Profound Sky Realm is even greater.

The gap between the True Martial Realm and the Sky Profound Realm is even more indescribable.

There were fewer and fewer fighters on the sword pillar, and Chen Zong defeated three more challengers one after another, standing on the tenth ring.

"This person's swordsmanship is too good. I'm not sure, so I can only challenge others." A disciple of Jinghong Sword Sect frowned and thought about it, and finally decided to give up the idea of ​​challenging Chen Zong.

The later the preliminary round, the more cautious the challengers will be.

Finally, all the challenges were over, and only ten people stood on the ten rings. Without a doubt, they became the ring masters.

The first ring master is Long Changyun, a direct descendant of the royal family, the second ring master is Luanfengjian Qin Yi, a disciple of Xuanzhen Palace, the third ring master is Wuhen Jian Ye Jingfeng, a disciple of Jinghong Sword Sect, and the fourth The No. 1 master is Wanxiangjian Li Shiyun, a disciple of the Wanluo Sect, the No. 5 master is Dragon Dance Sword Dragon Xuanwu, a direct descendant of the royal family, the No. 6 master is Tianhongjian Tang Yan, a disciple of Jinghong Sword Sect, and the No. 7 master It is Li Qingliu, the core disciple of Changtian Sword Sect in the Jinghong Mansion. The eighth ring master is Shenglong Jianlong Rotary Wing, a direct descendant of the royal family. The ninth ring master is Yang Fan, a disciple of the Jinghong Sword Sect. The tenth ring master is Chen Zong, the sword son of Zongheng Jianzong.