Sword God

(Who? Can you be the chief king, are you?)

A heavy rain wet the entire training ground.

After the rain was fine, a ten-meter-long, ten-meter-wide, and one-meter-high hardwood platform was temporarily set up in the center of Lianwuchang.

Around the ring platform, sixty martial arts leaders were at their own corners under the guidance of their respective teachings. On the ring platform stood an old man, wearing a brown robe, with ruddy complexion and clear, deep eyes, speaking with frustration.

His name was Chen Xing, one of the clan elders.

His voice was very infectious. He heard every warrior excited, as if he was full of strength and wanted to give everything to the Chen family.

As a swordsman, you should keep calm. Chen Chuyun is not affected at all. As for Chen Zong, he wants to keep a calm mentality, but it is difficult in front of a master who is trained to be more than blood, but the mysterious sword The sharp tremor made his head clear, so he was not affected.

"Now, the head of the boxing team is invited to the ring." Elder Chen Xing finally said, and Chen Zong's gaze followed.

The head of the boxing group jumped forward, his strong body landed on the ring, and made a muffled sound.

Chen Guzhan, from the tribe of Hongyan Town, has 800 kilograms of strength in one arm, and his body is not as strong as a bull.

"Chief of the Law Group ..."

The head of the Palm Group is Chen Yong. His appearance is ordinary, his face is serious, his height and body are very ordinary. The only noticeable thing is that his palms are wider than normal people, and with a layer of calluses, it is obviously a born A good master of practice.

"Chief of leg group ..."

Chen Ying, with a slender figure, has another kind of fitness, especially with her legs wrapped in tight military clothes, rounded and slender, and looks full of strength. Her eyes are very aggressive, like a beast living in the jungle.

"Chief of the swordsman group ..."

Chen Fenghua, the name is very nice, and people look good, but he is a man, but his eyes are charming, his fingers are slender, with a long knife on his back, and his body is full of charm.

"Chief of the swordsman group ..."

Chen Zong leaped lightly and landed silently on the ring platform. At first glance, people felt ordinary, but the more they looked, the more they tasted.

"It's really him." Chen Yuyao covered her mouth with her hands, her eyes widened and her complex mood was extreme. Chen Yidao's eyes were a bit bitter, also from Xiaohu Town. He was insignificant in the boxing group, but Chen Zong was a sword. The head of the legal team is totally incomparable.

"The chiefs of the five groups will take turns to fight in order to determine the final winner. This is the chief king. In addition to the set of ten energy pills rewards, he can also get an altar of tiger bones." Elder Chen Xing is clear and profound. His gaze swept across the faces of the five: "Five of you, each of you will play against the other four, and the four winners will be first."

"In the first war, Chen Guzhan faced Chen Yong. The other three chiefs please leave the ring for the time being."

Elder Chen Xing came to watch the game and also acted as a referee.

"My fist is very heavy. You should admit defeat as soon as possible." Chen Guzhan and Chen Yong grinned, his two fists clenched and collided, and a rattling sound was heard, making the scalp tingling.

"My palms are not vegetarian." Chen Yong's face was serious and very old-fashioned. He opened his wide palms, carried his blood, and his skin was slightly red.

"That being the case, then take me a punch." Chen Guzhan smiled, stepped forward, rushed to Chen Yong like a bull, raised his fist, as if using all his strength to blast out, whistling under the fist. The air was shaking, and the terrible situation seemed to be able to knock a house down with a punch.

Dacheng peak punch!

This is a building-based martial arts that only stresses the crushing of power. It is most suitable for people who are born with strong forces, such as Chen Guzhan.

The strength of eight hundred pounds in one arm can exert the power of heavy punches to the extreme, enough to crush all opponents of the same level.

Of course, it is not luck that Chen Yong can become the head of the law group.

A pair of wide palms covered with calluses, almost able to resist the sword, facing the punch that Chen Guzhan tried to bombard, Chen Yong slaps out with the palm of his hand, the palm of the hand is sunken inward. In addition, the power that was not contained suddenly blasted out.

Dacheng Pinnacle Breakthrough!

This is a tough and tough method, but Chen Yong has achieved a new height. Under the palm of his hand, there is a double impact, which makes his power more powerful.

Chen Guzhan's arms trembled and his strong body stopped. Chen Yong stepped out one step. The whole person rotated around the step, and the other hand passed through the waist and hit Chen Guzhan's ribs.

Chen Guzhan's left arm protected the ribs, and Chen Yong's palm was sturdy. His strong body shook and stepped back. Chen Yong's palms blasted out continuously. Each palm contained double strength. He slapped on Chen Guzhan continuously, but he was doubled. All arms crossed to resist.

I will stand still if you storm and storm!

"So strong!"

Under the ring, one by one the warriors took the air, Chen Yong's palms were enough to open the stone and crack the stone. With them, one palm can't bear it. Will Chen Guzhan be killed alive?

"Great." Chen Zong couldn't help secretly, being able to become the chief, and his strength was really amazing. Compared to Chen Zuoying, he was obviously more arrogant and aroused a hint of warfare in his heart.

However, Chen Zong paid more attention to Chen Guzhan. Facing the violent storm of Chen Yong ’s palms, Chen Guzhan tried to tighten himself, crossing his arms to protect the head ribs and other parts, and his muscles were tightened to the extreme. Yong's palms seemed to hit the rocks, making a dull sound.

Chen Yong is not iron, and he will be exhausted after being bombarded by more than ten consecutive palms. He feels that Chen Guzhan will suffer no small trauma if he bears the bombardment of his dozens of palms.

"Your palm is really strong." Chen Guzhan lowered his arms, a bloodshot hung on the corner of his mouth, but smiled indifferently, deep in his eyes, there seemed to be a madness: "But I am stronger."

Two fists exploded like a flash flood, like shooting down a meteorite. The horrible wind pressure caused Chen Yong's facial muscles to sag, making it difficult to breathe.

Raise your palm to resist!

The moment the fists collided, the power of terror erupted. As the torrent flooded, Chen Yong couldn't resist it, and he retreated back and forth. Chen Guzheng was like a madman, with two fists, three fists and four punches.

Fifth punch!

Chen Yong couldn't resist anymore. He fell down on the ring, his arms trembled, and his palms even hurt.

"I said it, I want you to admit defeat." Chen Guzhan stared at Chen Yong, grinning, and Chen Yong grinned.

"The chief Chen Guzhan of the boxing group won a winning streak. In the second battle, the chief Chen Ying of the leg group confronted the chief Chen Fenghua of the sword group." Elder Chen Xing announced in a loud voice that Chen Guzhan jumped out of the ring before the first battle and consumed With a lot of strength, I need to take a break.

Chen Ying and Chen Fenghua came to power. Chen Ying's legs were wearing long leopard leather boots. The long knife behind Chen Fenghua was gone, and a black wooden knife was held in his hand.

Chen Ying's eyes are full of wildness, the kind of eyes that ordinary people can't bear, but Chen Fenghua is light and light, as if not affected by all foreign objects.

Without saying a word, Chen Ying rushed out quickly, with a physique as strong as a cheetah, and hurried across seven or eight meters. His leg was swept down to Chen Fenghua with a steel whip, Chen Fenghua leapt gently, and the black wooden knife in his hand Turned into a black light, chopped forward.

With one hand supporting the body, the body turned, his legs were like a whirlwind, one leg swept towards Daoguang, but one leg hit Chen Fenghua's chest like a python turned over.

"Sure enough, there is no simple way to become the chief." Chen Zong secretly said, the ordinary warrior was stunned, he could still fight like this.

One shot down, but the knife light instantly split into two, at the same time chopped Chen Ying's legs.

After the collision, the terrible force burst forth, Chen Ying landed, with both hands supported and instantly bounced, his legs alternated like two big pythons out of the hole, Chen Fenghua landed, his toes gently touched the platform, avoiding Chen Yingshuang like a stream of water. The legs and the wooden knife in his hand followed.

This chop is out of hand, and the knife light is endless, as if it never stops.

Among Dacheng's apex and python leg methods, Dacheng's apex blade style is alternately performed. The strong wind roars, crushing one after another black knife light, and constantly colliding. The wooden knife and leopard leather boots continue to muffle.

The battle was fierce.

Chen Ying's legs are like her character, full of wildness, and Chen Fenghua's sword, no matter how fierce, always has a kind of calmness and calmness.

No matter how Chen Ying attacked, Chen Fenghua always responded with ease. Chen Zong could see that he was looking for opportunities.

Chen Zong replaced himself, imagining how to deal with such an opponent.

Chen Fenghua's knife method is a serial knife method, which has reached the peak level, and the knife is out of a series. So, UU reading books www. uukanshu.com seemed to be endlessly stunned, and the slashed sword brought a terrible wind, and it seemed to split the front, able to crush a huge rock, sinking heavily.

The smashing sword has reached its peak!

Different from the serial knife method, the slashing method pays attention to one blow and smashes the target directly, and never produces a second knife.

This knife was just right for Chen Zong's eyes.

This knife was completely unexpected by Chen Ying. He had no time to respond and was unable to carry blood.

This sword is powerful and ferocious without casting.

Chen Ying was slashed, flew out, fell to the platform and lost.

"The head of the sword group Chen Fenghua has a winning streak." Elder Chen Xing once again announced: "The third battle, the head of the sword group heads up against the head of the law group Chen Yong."

After some rest, Chen Yong's palms have been restored.

Under the ring, the boxing group teacher Chen He stared at Chen Zong with playful eyes. At first, when he heard that Chen Zong had practiced the tiger force boxing method to a successful state, he took the lead to name him and paid enough attention to it. The boxing group, instead entered the swordsman group, which made him very upset.

"Chen Chuyun, your swordsmanship team is too weak. Even a person who practiced swords for a month can win the chief." Chen He looked at Chen Chuyun, exporting irony.

Chen Chuyun glanced at Chen He, ignored and ignored.

On the ring platform, Chen Yong took a deep breath and put his hands on the broken tablet to face Chen Zong.

He fought with Chen Guzhan and saw the battle between Chen Ying and Chen Fenghua. Chen Yong also realized that he can be the leader of each group. There must be something special about him. Being able to defeat Chen Zuoyi to take the lead, it is estimated that the strength will not be weak, and it is worthy of careful treatment.

The heart was low and beating vigorously, and strength filled the whole body. Chen Zong stepped forward and put on a residual sword swordsmanship with his sword pointed at Chen Yong.