Sword God

(Be sure to protect your teeth. There are profound experiences and painful lessons in the six ways that you have just taken out and you are still faint. You must protect your teeth.)

The stone house has three floors. From the outside, it looks exquisite, and the interior is gorgeous and golden.

A young man in a brocade sits down on a golden chair inlaid with precious stones.

"I beat you with one finger ..." A questioning and playful tone made the three people below nervous, and there was no way to be nervous, because the person in front of him was among the more than 3,000 outside students. The existence of the second, sometimes also ranked first, not only has extraordinary talents and amazing combat power, and the origin is even more extraordinary.

"Yes." Those who were defeated by Chen Zongyi's fingers lowered their heads and repeatedly said yes.

"A bit of strength, it is estimated to reach six stars ..." Jinpao smiled, and was weird: "Well, you go down, remember, don't say anything you shouldn't say."

"Yes, yes." The three nodded again and again and bowed back.

Although they are both outsiders, they already have high or low status. All of this is brought by strength.

"It's time for Zheng Jiewu to test it again." The young man in Jinpao said to himself.

Zheng Jiewu was one of his confidants, and his combat power reached the early six-star level.

...

Under the precise control of Chen Zong, a little bit of strength slowly flowed to the top of the zenith, very peaceful, and seemed not to be a little offensive.

That touch of force, in contact with the zenith, could not enter the zenith, and was isolated by a flexible force.

Chen Zong gradually exerted his strength, releasing a little bit of restrained strength, to pierce a layer of tenacity in the zenith, the pain of Sisi diffused from the top of the head, and the resistance of the zenith became stronger.

Attempting for a moment, Chen Zong was sweating and looking pale, as if he was about to collapse.

Trying to get through the zenith is too difficult and dangerous, like jumping on a steel wire, and below is the sea of ​​swords and mountains.

"Zenith, how can we get through?" Chen Zong muttered to himself.

The difficulty of zenith penetration is obviously higher than that of divine depth.

I really do n’t know how those martial arts soldiers who have successfully practiced great strength from ancient times to the present, or in other words, most of them have not actually practiced great strength, but only half-step. Levels.

"I don't know if there is any record about how to break through the great success of the classics collected by Zongjian Jianzong?" Chen Zong secretly looked forward to it.

...

"My name is Zheng Jiewu, come and try your strength." Zheng Jiewu, with his big eyebrows, pulled out a wide-bladed sword. In a word, like a signal, the wide-bladed sword was cut out, the blade cut the air at high speed, and squeezed to form a white airflow. The waning moon crossed the sky, killed Chen Zong, and made a straight mark on the ground, spreading straight toward Chen Zong.

Chen Zong was not half surprised, and the second temptation came again.

However, it seems that the combat power is not very strong.

After turning his thoughts, Chen Zong's right hand disappeared, and the melody of the sword could be heard faintly. A ray of sword light was reaching the extreme, crushing the white sword gas, squeezing the air bluntly, forming a palm-sized moonlight.

Zheng Jiewu's complexion suddenly changed. This sword, too fast and fierce, had no time to dodge, and could barely transport the sword across his chest.

Slamming into the air and striking directly to the sword, the sword body bent inward, hitting the chest, terrible power broke out, Zheng Jiewu flew upside down, even after falling back, the chest pain was endless, it seemed that the sternum was Shattered in general, qi and blood surged, could not help the blood spilled into the sky.

"Too weak, let the people behind you come here in person." The indifferent voice seemed to float from the distant sky and into Zheng Jiewu's ears.

Standing still hard, Zheng Jiewu covered his chest with a sword in one hand and a blood stain on the corner of his mouth, and there was a startling Yin Hong on the ground.

The opponent's sword was still in the sheath, and it never seemed to come out.

Zheng Jiewu's look changed, it was clear that the strength of the other side was much better than his own, and there was no comparison at all.

I am an early six-star combat power, so what level does the opponent's combat power reach?

Six-star mid-term?

Impossible, even if it is a six-star late combat power, it is impossible to beat yourself so easily.

Is it the peak of a six-star?

Or the six-star limit?

Regardless, Zheng Jiewu knows that he can't handle it himself, he can only take the words back.

Zheng Jiewu left, and soon, the news spread throughout the area of ​​the disciples.

After all, Zheng Jiewu looking for Chen Zong was not a secret matter, and someone had paid attention to it.

"One sword defeated Zheng Jiewu. This combat power is at least a six-star late stage."

"No, I saw it with my own eyes. That sword was very fast and it was estimated that it didn't use all its strength, so the combat power is likely to reach the peak of six stars."

"Six-star peak combat power, but that can be included in the top thirty."

There are more than 3,000 outside disciples of the Jianzong Sect, and the top thirty, each of them can reach at least a six-star peak, which is more than the Yunlong Dynasty.

The Dragon List of the Yunlong dynasty, Ding Xuan, who ranked first, was only a six-star peak, and was placed in the vertical and horizontal Jianzong, even the top ten could not enter.

"Zheng Jiewu is the man's confidant. Now, I have a good show."

"If that person shoots himself, this Chen Zong will be tragedy."

"Yeah, he didn't do it. Once he did it, he didn't show mercy."

In a quaint and immense stone house, the young man with long hair and a shawl grasped a huge roasted beast leg with his right hand and held an altar of fine wine in his left hand. After learning the news, he smiled.

"Brother Yan, Xiao Jinpeng is expected to take the shot himself." Next, a young man with a strong body like a bear said, holding a barbecue.

"No, Zheng Jiewu is not the most powerful of Xiao Jinpeng. The deadly face of Xiao Jinpeng will not be so easy to take his own shot. The next shot should be Wu Zhongchi." Yan Hua laughed and seemed to know Xiao Jinpeng very well. .

This Yan Hua is the first person to be an outsider today. He took turns to compete with Xiao Jinpeng for the first place. He has fought many times and has a good understanding of Xiao Jinpeng's temperament.

As Yan Hua said, Xiao Jinpeng was angry, but did not think of shooting himself, because there was a more powerful person under his hands, that is Wu Zhongchi, a six-star late combat force, in more than 3,000 Out of the disciples, it is extraordinary that they can be included in the top 50.

"One sword defeated Zheng Jiewu, it shows that you are very powerful." Wu Zhongchi's eyes narrowed, and the sword trembled, bringing the glorious sword light and dazzling.

Immediately, countless rays of light converged from all directions, and in the blink of an eye, they completely converged into the rapier, making the rapier light extremely dazzling.

People watching from a distance didn't even see how Wu Zhongchi made his sword, and the sword-like light like a hair had pierced the sky and killed Chen Zong.

This sword is scary fast and extremely sharp.

"Suddenly a trick Aurora kills."

"It is difficult to deal with this sword with the same level of combat power."

When the words fell, Chen Zong was standing still, his sword came out and cut through the sky.

In Chen Zong's eyes, such a fast sword still has a trace to follow and capture it instantly.

The mountain-splitting sword was chopped down, the force was violent, and the sword-light swallowed, breaking that aurora, and then killed it.

Seemingly unpleasant, but has been killed in front of him, Wu Zhongchi realized the feeling of Zheng Jiewu, unable to evade, but only raised his sword to resist.

The moment the two swords collided, the harsh noises stirred the air in all directions, and the energy tore the air and shattered the ground.

The majestic and overbearing power shock, with amazing sharpness, as if to tore the body, Wu Zhongchi's complexion changed greatly, under the shock of terrible power, he continued to retreat, the sword trembled, almost flew out of his hands, and blood surged Can not help but spit out, staining the ground.

One sword!

Another sword, Wu Zhongchi was defeated like Zheng Jiewu.

"Wu Zhongchi was defeated."

"Inconceivable."

"Wu Zhongchi's combat power, but in the late six-star stage, he also performed a trick to kill Aurora, and he was defeated by a sword."

"The six-star limit is definitely the six-star limit, and it is capable of being ranked in the top ten."

The people watching were shocked.

The ability to be included in the top ten is enough to cause some turmoil.

"There is such a combat power." Song Jingxiao was surprised when he heard about it, while Lin Changle changed his face and wanted to attack Chen Zong that day. Fortunately, he was drunk, otherwise he would lose his face.

"Next, it's fun." Song Jingxiao was surprised, a smile filled her face.

"It doesn't look like a frog at the bottom of the well."

"Some skills, no wonder dare to compete for Zongmen Jianzi qualification."

"Walk, follow me to see this new master who is qualified to compete for Zongmen Jianzi." Yan Hua washed his hands, wearing a mahogany sheath sword around his waist, strode out of the stone house, followed by several people.

"Brother Yan is here."

"Is Brother Yan going to shoot?"

"This is fun."

"My brothers and sisters guessed wrong, I didn't come here to shoot, but to watch the lively." Yan Hua laughed and said.

"Look at the excitement, what is the excitement, is it to see Brother Xiao Jinpeng's shot?"

"I guess so, too, Zheng Jiewu and Wu Zhongchi lost and lost face. This is unacceptable to Brother Xiao Jinpeng. He will definitely take the shot himself and defeat Chen Zong."

More and more people came outside Chen Zong's stone house.

Feeling the breath in all directions, Chen Zong walked out of the stone house. Instantly, many eyes were condensed as if they were sharp swords and fell on himself ~ www.readwn.com ~ But Chen Zong's face remained the same, the wind was light .

Compared with the eyes of the transcendental powerhouse, such eyes seem too weak to cause any influence.

"Brother Xiao Jinpeng is here."

"where is it?"

"Come here, come and watch something great."

After a while, a young man wearing a brocade and a feathered crown strode forward, looking cold like a cold iron, and his eyes seemed to have cold mansions, making people afraid to look at them, lest they be punctured.

Aloof, extraordinary, high above.

This is Chen Zong's first impression of seeing Xiao Jinpeng.

At the same time that Chen Zong saw Xiao Jinpeng, Xiao Jinpeng's sharp eyes also came over. Between them, there was an intense cold mang bursting out, as if the invisible sword gas tears the sky and kills Chen Zong.

Under such eyes, ordinary disciples are afraid that their legs will become weak, but Chen Zong is not afraid at all. Such eyes are too weak.