Sword God

The path paved with white gold blades seems to spread to a distant endless place. The body of Chen Zong's consciousness projected up, feeling cold, and could feel the indescribable sharpness spreading on the soles of his feet, as if going to penetrate the whole body Like.

This body is not its own flesh and blood, but the consciousness projected here, so it does not have its own strong cultivation power and road power.

Chen Zong continued to move forward step by step, step by step, with the keen perception, Chen Zong could clearly feel the sharpness of the sharpness under his feet, and in all directions, there was a hint of coercion. Continuous, constantly oppressed from all directions, seems to crush Chen Zong's body.

Although a powerful mental power has not been brought over, Chen Zong found that he can still use the mystery of returning to the real world with one heart to make his perception more acute, as if to be straight through the essence.

Super strong to extremely keen perception, Chen Zong found that, as he continued to move forward, in addition to the more and more powerful coercion, there was a trace of power that was slowly seeping into this body, that power It is impossible to find out, if Chen Zong had no intention of returning to the real world, it would be difficult to perceive.

Going forward and going forward, the coercion became stronger and stronger, and the power infiltrated into the body continued to increase.

This power, which is also white-gold, permeates an indescribable sharpness, but seems to be motionless like a pool of standing water.

Chen Zong operates with one heart to return to the real world. The original platinum-gold power trembled slightly, and then slowly moved, like a big lazy bear, but with the constant urging of Chen Zong With one heart in mind, the speed of the platinum power in the body is gradually increasing.

Step by step, Chen Zong counted how many steps he took, and carefully felt how much the pressure load after each step was stepped up, and how much the white gold power infiltrated into the body.

An almost instinctive feeling told Chen Zong that this platinum-gold power that penetrates into the body is good for himself, at least now.

Then, stick to it, keep moving forward, continue to bear coercion, and continue to absorb and accumulate more power.

At the same time, in other places where Chen Zong can't see, there are also a combination of white and gold sharp blades, spreading in the void like a chain of chains, and a figure is on each road. Take a step forward.

In the beginning, the speed was very fast, but then, the speed began to decrease, and some later, if you want to take a step forward, you must accumulate a long time.

The platinum road seems to be endless.

"Nine hundred and ninety-eight steps!" As he meditated in his heart, Chen Zong took another step forward. At the same time that this step fell, the external coercion increased a lot, directly pressing on Chen Zong's body. A stronger white gold power also infiltrated Chen Zong's body.

However, this force cannot resist the coercion of the outside world as if it is not at the same level.

To put it simply, external coercion is of a spiritual level, and the platinum-gold force infiltrated into the body is equal to the internal cultivation of strength. The two do not belong to the same system and are naturally irrelevant.

Chen Zong paused, constantly withstanding the coercion of the outside world, and adapted a little bit. After adapting, he raised his footsteps and stepped forward.

Step 999!

Is this the end?

No, even at a glance, you can see that the road ahead seems endless and I don't know where the end point is.

But Chen Zong knew that he had reached the limit. If he changed to his own deity, it would definitely be more than that. But this body would not work. Even if his consciousness can hold it, it is not himself. All consciousness is just a projection of consciousness, and it has reached the limit.

When he couldn't bear it, Chen Zong thought he was leaving here, but found that the scene in front of him had changed again.

It was a huge circular platform, white gold, engraved with a pattern of sword-like sharp blades. On the edge of the round table, there were many sharp blades suspended.

Various swords, such as long sword, short sword, rapier, epee, and knives, such as broad sword, long sword, short sword, heavy sword and so on.

They are all swords and swords. They have different shapes and are completely different, and different swords have their own application skills.

The dazzling array of eyes made Chen Zong look dazzled, but he was very emotional.

This body does not have its own sword, Chen Zong suddenly thought, maybe he can choose a sword in his hand here.

The blade fighting **** said the other day that he could only get his care when he walked in front of him. So how can he walk in front of him?

Chen Zong estimates that it will take some trials or challenges. Only with one sword in hand can he truly exert his strength.

At a glance, Chen Zong didn't pay much attention to those knives. The focus was on swords, epee swords, daggers, etc. Chen Zong could use it, but he preferred the sword.

There are also many long swords. After glanced, Chen Zong stared at one of the long swords and stepped out. He immediately grasped the hilt of the long sword, and the sword trembled with it. To open Chen Zong's palm, Chen Zong's palm loosened, and then clenched instantly.

It was as if fishing for a big fish. In a loose and tight manner, the counter-shock force of the sword was unloaded, as if surrendering to a strong horse.

Starting with a sword, I took advantage of it, as if the hilt was automatically adjusted to fit the palm of my hand. Even the lines were aligned, and there was a feeling of blood-line connection, which was extremely wonderful.

Holding out the blossoming sword flowers, Chen Zong nodded with satisfaction, but unfortunately, without the scabbard, he could only lift the sword with his left hand.

At the same time Chen Zong chose the long sword, as if there were water ripples on the round platform, a figure appeared between the overlapping layers.

The figure emerged, his eyes quickly swept away, he saw a sword weapon suspended in all directions, a flash of heat flashed in his eyes, and then he saw Chen Zong again, and he was extremely vigilant.

When the other party appeared, Chen Zong also gave birth to a kind of enlightenment, which was to defeat the other party before he could continue. In the end, he saw the so-called Heavenly Blade Fighting God.

Of course, the purpose of Chen Zong's desire to see the Heavenly Blade Fighting God is not to become a believer in the other party, but another idea to use black marks to devour the other party, as if he had swallowed the eagle god's consciousness before.

The same is devouring the spirits. The fierce demon is worse than the cultivator, and the cultivator is even worse than the so-called deities.

Chen Zong has a strange feeling. It seems that the black mark is more interested in the spirit of the deities. It seems that it is its dinner. Other practitioners and even the spirit of the fiendish monster are just things like desserts and snacks.

When I saw the figure leap, I immediately grabbed a heavy knife, and when the figure fell, I kicked my feet with an astonishing speed. It was slashed across with a single blade. Blessing on the heavy knife, an amazing sharp edge permeated.

"Is this divine power?" Chen Zong's eyes narrowed slightly, and he secretly moved.

I have fought with the Eagle Gods before, and I have personally experienced the fluctuations of the Eagle God ’s power. Now, whether it is the sword that the opponent slashed to the ground or the endless white gold power in this body, there is a kind of He Ying Similar feelings of divine power, of course, are not the same power, but there is an essential similarity.

This kind of power is different from your own cultivation.

With one heart, the divine power moved, and Chen Zong's figure flickered, as if it were a sword-like breakthrough, and a sword swept out of the air.

Its own power does not exist. It is difficult to cast such skills as magic and magic, but swordplay is not affected at all.

This sword seems to be pierced simply, but it has a feeling of returning to its true meaning, as if pointing directly at the essence of Kendo.

When he shot, Chen Zong gave such a wonderful feeling, tracing the essence of swordplay.

war!

The opponent's swordsmanship is also very well-known. He does not pay attention to any skills. He has a heavy knife in his hand. The power of each knife is very arrogant.

World Sword Art!

Chen Zongyijian rushed away.

Heart swordsmanship and world swordsmanship can also be performed as usual, just because there is no power integration between the Tao of the Heart and the Tao of the World.

But Chen Zong gradually had a kind of enlightenment, pointing directly at the essence of swordsmanship, and some kind of mystery was emerging.

With a sword in hand, it works as intended, between the alternate execution of heart swordsmanship and world swordsmanship ~ www.readwn.com ~ more and more mysterious.

Even if there is no power of the way of the heart and the world, no power of the way of time and space, and no power of kendo, but swordplay is swordplay, and there is a basic or superb skill that can be performed with swords. .

Put aside all other influences, go straight to the essence and trace the source.

A burst of awakenings followed.

The sword light circled in circles, blocking the opponent's heavy knife and chopping, as if falling into a vortex, and the powerful strength was also weakened.

Then, Jianguang flashed, as if the aurora's lightning-like speed, passed directly across the opponent's neck.

Lore!

At the next breath, the opponent ’s body collapsed, leaving only a ray of platinum-gold light. The platinum-gold light flew like a spirit snake and flew directly into Chen Zong's body. Chen Zong immediately felt that his divine power had strengthened again. cut.

It turns out that this is the way to strengthen one's strength.

Chen Zong suddenly realized, but what made Chen Zong more concerned was swordsmanship.

Putting aside the influence of the avenue power, it turned into a pure swordsmanship to perform. In this way, the mystery of heart swordsmanship and world swordsmanship can also be exhibited, and Chen Zong saw a way to further improve swordsmanship.

Originally I just wanted to see the Blade Fighting God that day and let the black mark eat a big meal. Now it seems that in addition to having the black mark eat a big meal, there is another benefit, that is, swordplay.

In this case, just go on fighting, defeat one opponent after another, and see if in the end, your sword skill can change qualitatively.

Taking a deep breath, Chen Zong looked around, and with his left hand holding the white-gold sword, stepped out and walked out of this circular platform. In front of him, there is another road that connects another circular platform. Gradually rising.

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