Sword God

"The trail is broken here ..."

A figure flashed quickly, staying in the place where Chen Zong fell into a coma, and it was the left elder of Bawu League.

In the early years, Elder Zuo served as a scout in the Zhenwu Alliance and was good at tracking. This is why Ba Wu Tianjiao sent him out. Elder Zuo quickly chased after the clues left by Chen Zong, but chased here but found that he had lost Traces, for whatever reason, he couldn't figure it out.

Flying like a bird is very incredible. Even the strongest in the true martial arts Nine Heavens ca n’t do it. At most, it is a short flight of the Royal Wind, which is a distance of hundreds of meters and kilometers at best.

With a frown, the elder left kept thinking, his eyes twinkled, and he looked around carefully.

He was rebuilt for three times in Zhenwu Realm, which is equivalent to the sixth-grade top-level monster in the level. Even if he is not an opponent, he can protect himself and leave here.

In this position, the beast mountain range, under normal circumstances, only the sixth-level monsters infested, like Chen Zong encountered the eighth-grade top-quality magic light tiger, pure luck.

A few hours later, Elder Zuo came to the conclusion that Chen Zong was dead and buried at the mouth of the monster, because the trace of Chen Zong was broken here, but here, there were traces of the activities of the two monsters. The breath left by one of the traces made the elder Zuo feel palpitated and broke his mind of continuing to follow.

This kind of breath that will make you feel shocked shows that the monster itself is definitely not as simple as a seventh-grade inferior product, it may be a seventh-grade intermediate product or even a superior one, or it may be an eight-level monster.

Whether it is a seventh-level monster or a eighth-level monster, it is not the existence of the elder left to compete, even if it is a six-level top monster, the left elder is not willing to fight with one, after all, this is the beast mountain range.

"It seems that Chen Zongshiyou has been buried in the mouth of the monster and beast." Elder Zuo smiled without hesitation, and quickly returned the same way, as long as this matter was reported to Ba Wutianjiao, after that, there was no He's up.

The Beast Mountain is too dangerous, and the left elder doesn't want to enter it again.

...

Chen Zong found himself lost.

On the map left by the real human descending, obviously there is no half relationship with where he is now.

Although after decades of change, the labels on the map are not 100% credible, anyway, it can also be used as a reference, and today, there is no reference at all.

Walking around, for a while, Chen Zong didn't know how to find the right direction, and then walked out of the Beast Mountains.

"It seems that all my dreams are real." Chen Zong couldn't help laughing.

Flying in the air, hundreds of miles in one blink, thousands of miles in ten blinks, that is, I flew thousands of miles without knowing it, and came to this strange place.

Why "self" can kill the magic light tiger with one sword, why "self" can fly thousands of miles in the air, Chen Zong does not know, but instinctively has a relationship with the mysterious sword tip obtained, other than that, nothing else other.

"What the **** are you?" Chen Zong secretly said, but he didn't get a response, and he didn't go to the horns and think about it, maybe it will be clear until one day.

Instinctively, Chen Zong chose a direction and took the red thunder sword and a simple scabbard made of animal skin to move forward.

...

"Brother Bei, are you sure that it is really a cave mansion left by King Wutian?" The young man in Tsing Yi carrying a long knife was slightly puzzled.

"I have 80% certainty and affirmation." The man called Brother Bei resolutely looked full of affirmation.

"Wangtian Wuwang was called the extraordinary first, and his combat power was unparalleled." The young man in a yellow coat with a long sword and a waistband said like a few homely words, and he unknowingly brought reverence and excitement and implied longing. It seems to imagine that he has become like that, and has unparalleled combat power: "There are many Dongfus left by the Emperor Wu, but most of them are fake."

"Brother Li's words are reasonable, but this time in Dongfu, Brother I really have 80% confidence." Brother Bei nodded and said in a more affirmative tone.

"That's great. As long as we can get part of the inheritance of the Heavenly Martial King, our future achievements are limitless." The young man in Tsing Yi with a long sword was excited.

"Furthermore, according to my investigation, this time there seems to be a prefecture-level masterpiece in the cave house left by the Emperor Wutian." Brother Bei laughed with a flash of inexplicable light in his eyes.

"Prefecture-level skills!" In the words, the young man who knew quite a bit about the Emperor Wutian was shocked: "Is the Emperor Emperor of Wutian practicing while practicing his strength?"

"Breaking the world up!" The young man with a long sword in Tsing Yi was shocked, his face shocked, and then turned into ecstasy.

Any unique technique is extremely precious, even if it is not in their martial art.

"That's right, it's just breaking the world." Brother Bei nodded with a smile, the inexplicable taste deep in his eyes became more obvious, but he was not seen.

After receiving a positive answer, both the Tsing Yi and Huang Yi boys were surprised.

The more sophisticated the exercises, the stronger the inner strength and the more solid the foundation, the greater the impact on future cultivation and the obvious benefits.

At that time, the king of the mixed sky could sweep through every realm, which was closely related to the unique skills he practiced.

Human-level masterpieces, prefecture-level masterpieces, and heaven-level masterpieces. Such exercises have created a supreme foundation for the king of mixed martial arts, laying a perfect foundation that many warriors can't compare with. The potential is amazing .

"As long as we get mixed up, we will have the opportunity to practice to the legendary state of perfection."

"Successful practice!"

One by one, even Brother Bei was no exception.

The three men walked quickly, paying attention to the movement around them, and then saw Chen Zong.

Three strong breaths fell on Chen Zong at the same time. It was severely cold, as if Chen Zong showed a little hostility and they would be besieged by them.

"Nine turns of the three exercises ..." Chen Zongwen didn't move, his eyes glanced across the three faces, surprised.

These three people do not seem to be very old, they are less than 20 years old, but all of them have reached the Ninth Turn of Training. Their cultivation talents are extraordinary, and the breath emanating from them, Chen Zong They can feel the grandeur of their foundations, which are different from those geniuses they have seen in the past, and they have to surpass them.

"Did I want to cross the Beast Mountains and enter the so-called world of martial arts?" Thoughts burst out, making Chen Zong unable to help but exult.

Since I stepped into the Beast Mountain Range, I have been in the mountain for more than ten days. During this time, I have encountered countless dangers, like the fire wolves and demon tigers, who almost died and no bones existed.

Although he also encountered many dangers afterwards, he survived with the combination of tyrannical physique and strength training.

Finally seeing other people, surprised Chen Zong.

Only for a while, Chen Zong didn't know how to speak. Could he say that he came from the mountain side?

To be sure, the result of what I said was not good.

"Who are you?" The boy in Tsing Yi pulled out his long sword, and the knife Guang Xuexue burst into chill, pointing directly at Chen Zong, his tone was cold and his breath became more and more terrible.

"My name is Chen Zong." Chen Zong replied without Xu Buji, and appropriately radiated a little inner strength.

"In the beginning of the eighth round of exercise."

In an instant, the three felt Chen Zong's cultivation and relaxed slightly.

All three of them are practicing Jiu Jiu Jiu Zhuan. Among them, the northern brother is the peak of Ji Jing Jiu Jiu Zhuan, and the other two are in the late stage of Ji Jing Jiu Jiu. .

In the face of the power gap, everything is false.

Furthermore, this person seems not to be too young, but he is only just practicing in the early stages of the eighth turn of his strength, which shows that his cultivation talent is average and not to be considered.

"Brother Chen, all three of us are disciples of Yindaobao." Brother Bei flashed his eyes and stared at Chen Zong's eyes. As the saying goes, one can see one's heart through one's eyes. Brother Bei It is precisely testing Chen Zong's reaction. If the forces of the opponent's origin and Silverknife are hostile, then take this opportunity to kill: "Brother Chen is practicing a sword, is it a disciple of Aojian Shanzhuang?"

What Yindaobao and Aojinshanzhuang have n’t heard of, but at this moment they heard a novelty in their ears, because there is no such thing in Donglu, and most of them are family forces, and Some gangs who can't get on the stage, etc., are in addition to the four universities, the palace martial arts league.

"I don't belong to any force." Chen Zong replied as soon as he thought, he came from Donglu, and he didn't know anything about the world here.

"It turned out to be a casual repair." The boy in Tsing Yi closed his knife into his sheath, his tone a bit light.

Buddhism means that there are no martial arts that do not belong to any force. Such martial arts often have no good inheritance. They cannot practice good martial arts and martial arts, and it is difficult to obtain cultivation resources. Therefore, the cultivation is slow and the strength is average.

Many martial arts are forced to become helpless, and they are not willing to do so, just because their talents are not outstanding, and their luck is not so good, they cannot be seen by various forces and eventually become casual.

Many practitioners who are not weak Sanshou ~ www.readwn.com ~ are often beheaded and killed by lower practitioners, who have in fact achieved the prestige of their disciples, so in the eyes of Tsing Yi boys, Sanshou is synonymous with the weak.

"With Brother Chen's age, being able to have such a practice, even if compared with some influential disciples, he would not let it go." Brother Bei smiled with a compliment: "However, Brother Chen has thought about it and become stronger ? "

"Brother Bei, don't you ..." The boy in the yellow suit seemed somewhat unwilling.

"Two younger brothers, one more person and one more strength." Brother Beizheng said positively, and immediately looked at Chen Zong: "Brother Chen ..."

Chen Zong was shocked by what Brother Bei said.

"That being said, the real Jiantian skills that I practiced in the Qi and Blood Realm before were the human-level gems?" Chen Zong secretly said: "mixing the sky and breaking strength, the prefecture-level gems, if you can Obtained, not only can cultivate a stronger internal strength, but also better develop the potential of the mixed body. "

Seeing Chen Zong's look, Brother Bei knew that Chen Zong was excited, and his heart was just fine. Don't waste your time talking about it. As for who can get the world's strength in the end, haha ​​...