Sword God

Chen Zong retracted his fingers, Wei Jingshi shuddered, his five fingers released, the golden sword was released, and he inserted it on the hardwood deck of the ship. The sword was dangling, and there was a dazzling golden red light in the setting sun.

Wei Jingshi was sitting on the deck with his buttocks, his trembling body, his limbs were weak, and the whole person seemed to be pulled out of the bone, and turned into a noodle-like soft lying on the ground.

"Brother Wei ..." the girl exclaimed, and hurried over.

"Brother Wei." The young man changed his face and rushed over.

The others were stunned, and all the drinks that were supposed to be poured into the mouth were not found in the collar, and the peanut rice that was originally thrown in the mouth was thrown into the nostrils without notice.

Shocked, really shocked.

The eyes of several true martial warriors on the deck flashed brightly, and their hearts seemed to be turbulent and turbulent.

Referencing the sword, but it contains infinite mystery, beyond description.

Although all the people present were martial arts, and some of them were not weak, unfortunately, their martial arts level was not high enough, and they were still far from the unity of martial arts. Naturally, they could not see the mystery contained in the sword fingers.

They were surprised. Why did Wei Jingshi, whose combat power reached the three-star limit, tremble, his swords fell off, and even his whole body was soft, as if cooperating with each other in acting.

But anyone who knows Wei Jingshi knows that Wei Jingshi cannot cooperate with others to perform this kind of play, and the reverse is almost the same.

Wei Jingshi's strength and blood were scattered. After being lifted up, he was still trembling lightly. He looked at Chen Zong with a shocked expression, and did not dare to say anything. He left slumped, even the deck. I dare not stay.

Chen Zong didn't care. The sword that Wei Wei just had just opened a gap, letting Chen Zong's understanding come out.

Sword like flowing water!

That is not only the method of transporting swords, but also the method of applying power. It is a superb realm that can only be mastered by the second realm of physical and sword integration.

For a moment, Chen Zong's sword pierced, as if the water was flowing endlessly, continuously, breaking down and defeating all the offensives of the opponent, leaving the opponent unable to resist.

Deeper understanding, Chen Zong ignored others, but continued to refer to the sword in the air.

As night fell, Chen Zong did not leave, still gesticulating. The lights of the building boat illuminated the surrounding rivers, which looked different from the day, and brought a new understanding to Chen Zong.

The night was quiet, and everyone on the deck returned to the room to rest, except that Chen Zong was still standing by the deck fence, wielding his sword.

The night was as cold as water.

Chen Zong's sword fingers swept through the air, as if tearing the night, and there seemed to be sword light lingering under his fingers, and a ray of wire surrounding him, either straight or curved.

A touch of white fish emerged from the east, and then, the first golden light glided across the remaining night and projected on the river, sparkling.

When that ray of rising sun projected into Chen Zong's eyes, it seemed as if something was awakened from deep sleep, and he suddenly realized that his eyes were as bright as a sword, piercing the sun, and Chen Zong's sword fingers followed.

It's awkward, as if the air under the sword's fingers has turned into a stream of water, flowing forward.

"Is he practicing all night?"

"It looks like it hasn't even moved."

"A true madman, no wonder he is so strong."

Many warriors are used to getting up early, and when they come to see Chen Zong on the deck, they are surprised and talk about it.

Although many warriors practice hard and work very hard, like Chen Zong, it gives people a feeling of being enchanted, but very few.

It wasn't until noon that when Lieyang took photos, Chen Zongfang stopped practicing, not because he didn't want to practice, but reached a bottleneck.

Make it on an empty little round table, call for food and drinks, and have a beautiful meal.

"Little friend, can I sit here?" A middle-aged warrior walked beside Chen Zong with a smile and asked gently, without sitting down directly.

"Please, please." Chen Zong glanced at the other side and judged the other side's cultivation as a true martial artist.

"Thank you." The middle-aged warrior sat down with a smile: "My name is Lin Zhiyang. I don't know how to call a friend?"

"Chen Zong." Chen Zong said his name.

"Chen Zong, is it possible that you are Chen Zong, a great scholar?" Exclaimed Lin Zhiyang, a middle-aged warrior.

If it were said before, it is estimated that no one would associate Da Guoshi with Chen Zong. After all, the same name and same surname also existed. However, Chen Zong's performance yesterday impressed them. Hearing this name directly associates it.

"It's me." Chen Zong nodded.

The middle-aged warrior was so excited that he even stood up and bowed to Chen Zong, and Chen Zong also got up to return the gift.

"I didn't expect that I could see the great scholars here, and still be able to sit at the same table with the great scholars." Lin Zhiyang was very excited, and everyone around him was excited too. Fortunately, he could meet the great scholars, or the dynasty. The youngest great man of all time.

As for hostility and even killers, no one has thought about them, because they are all warriors of the Yunlong dynasty. They all bear the honour of the dynasty, and the great nation is the highest representative of honor. If anyone wants to be bad for the great nation, they will still Stand up for the fight.

This is a tradition that has been formed and passed down for a long time. It is also one of the reasons why the Yunlong Dynasty can continue to flourish.

"I've met a great nation, my name is ..."

"Hello Grand Sect, my name is ..."

The surrounding martial arts martial arts soldiers came up one by one and reported their names one after another, and they wanted to get to know Chen Zong, but Chen Zong did not hold on to his pride and returned his gifts, leaving a deeper impression on everyone.

Wei Jingshi also knew that Chen Zong was a famous man who had become famous all over the world, his face changed, and finally he hummed and turned away from the deck.

These true martial warriors and Lin Zhiyang did not entangle Chen Zong, but after a few chats, they returned to their original positions. This is a respect. Although Chen Zong ’s cultivation is not as good as their strength or they are, they will Placed in the same position.

"Also said that you are not a great scholar." Luo Xiaowen, a little girl, came over and said with a hum, with a displeased face.

"I didn't say I wasn't." Chen Zong laughed and said that she was able to comprehend yesterday. It had an indirect relationship with this girl named Luo Xiaowen, so she felt happy to see each other.

Luo Xiaowen shook his finger and thought, indeed, Chen Zong didn't say he wasn't, he just said, "What do you say?"

"Hum, anyway, you're wrong, you have to lose me." Luo Xiaowen said: "Well, your swordsmanship is very good, you can teach me swordsmanship."

"Okay." Chen Zong laughed, feeling that he was infected and much younger.

"What kind of swordplay do you want to learn?" Chen Zong asked with a smile.

"Good-looking swordsmanship." Luo Xiaowen said without hesitation.

"Then you can see if this sword is good or not." Chen Zong's words fell, and even if he took a chopstick to make a sword, he swiped gently. It looks like the flowing clouds in the sky change into various shapes, and the flowers are gorgeous and very gorgeous.

"It looks good, I will learn this swordsmanship." Luo Xiaowen was pleasantly surprised.

Chen Zong had no reservations, and was very patient to teach Luo Xiaowen this sword technique in detail.

This swordplay is actually what Chen Zongxing does at his own discretion. You must know that there are two or three hundred swordplays practiced by Chen Zong. This is a number that many warriors cannot reach in their lifetime. These swordsmanship brought Chen Zong's profound precipitation and accumulation, coupled with the mystery of the body-sword combination and Chen Zong's own amazing comprehension, created some simple swordsmanship easily.

For example, the trick is just ordinary, but the power is very general, but it is very gorgeous, it is really good-looking, the performance is better than the combat nature.

This trick is not difficult, Luo Xiaowen's learning ability is not bad, and soon he learns to look good.

Time flies. Chen Zong also spent half a month on this building. Most of the time was spent in practice, especially watching the river to learn swordsmanship, and then to participate in the spiritual and physical realm of body and sword. Obviously, his combat power has even improved a little, but it is still at the initial level of the seven-star.

The small-level gap between seven stars is larger than that of six stars, and it is not so easy to cross.

As for practicing great strength, Chen Zong always has a feeling that he is going to seize inspiration, but lacks the opportunity to realize it.

The Changtian River flows from south to north, all the way out of the Yunlong Dynasty, but Chen Zong cannot take this building to sail out of the Yunlong Dynasty directly.

In the past three days, Chen Zong disembarked at the edge of Tianhe Prefecture, which was the end of the ship.

"Brother Chen, goodbye." Luo Xiaowen reluctantly.

"Goodbye." Chen Zong laughed.

"Big country scholars will meet again." Lin Zhiyang and others also said goodbye to Chen Zong.

Most of the people who have been on the boat for more than ten days have a good relationship with Chen Zong. In addition to their status as Chen Zongda, they also like Chen Zong very much.

Hard work, hard work, humility, and sincerity may have some shortcomings. After more than ten days of being together, Chen Zong did give them a good impression.

"I'm so glad that we have such a great scholar in the Yunlong dynasty ~ www.readwn.com ~ Yeah, I really hope there are more such people."

"Don't think too much about it, such as Chen Zongda Guoshi, a rare one in a century, neither the Nine Eagle Dynasty nor the Yinguang Dynasty."

Looking at the back of Chen Zong's departure, everyone said me sentence by sentence.

Chen Zong continued on his journey, headed northward all the way, and gradually walked out of Tianhe Prefecture.

Moving forward, there is a mountain, a mountain half in the territory of the Yunlong dynasty and half outside the Yunlong dynasty. It has a height of nearly two kilometers and is continuous.

If it was to go around, it would take a lot of time, and Chen Zong chose to cross the mountain.

The vegetation in the mountains is very strong, and they all cover human heads. Among them are a lot of poisonous snakes and beasts. All kinds of dangers exist, but Chen Zong is not afraid. As long as he crosses the mountain, he will enter another land, which is not one of the three The territory under the jurisdiction of the dynasty is a three-regardless zone, but also a relatively chaotic zone. Only by crossing the chaotic zone can the Shen Yujiang be reached.