Sword God

Rumble!

Like an siege chariot, the orc rushed forward, and his thick legs trampled on the hard ground, like a mallet. The drums roared again and again, and the ground shook with it.

Just one person, but ran out of the astonishing momentum of thousands of soldiers, the violent and fierce momentum like a flash flood, destroying the impact of rottenness, just want to crush Chen Zong.

The momentum was so strong that Chen Zong's complexion was slightly dignified, and he was a little excited.

Putting aside the differences between humans and demons, after all, fighting against the strong will always excite Chen Zong.

Defeat the strong, climb stronger, and never end.

Suddenly, the breathtaking sharp breath rose up in Chen Zongshen's body, quickly condensed, and turned into an invisible sword.

The momentum of the collision, flying sand and stones, the ground was torn out, crisscross.

boom!

The beast man raised his left arm and clenched his fist. The black beast could cover the fist and looked like a small grinding disc. The muscles on the forearm were bulging and bulging.

With one punch, he blasted out with amazing violent power, howling wind, everything under the punch seemed to be crushed, and the extreme fist pressure turned the front into a vacuum, and the pressure came.

The slashing demon sword emerged and turned into a sharp black lightning that was violently killed. Then, the melodious sword sounds wiped out all directions.

boom!

The black lightning-like sword light shattered, and the violent punch punched by the beast monster shook with it, and was repelled by a tyrannical sword, but the right punch was blown out accordingly, and the black beast monster turned into a giant The beastly roar kills, terrible punches, like a torrent of dykes, destroying everything.

Chen Zongjing stood still, the black hair danced wildly in the wind, and the demon sword cut and killed again. It looked like a sword, but in fact hundreds of swords gathered, turning into a majestic dark sword light, as if the night came.

The Beast Demon is best at strength, and his strength is extremely amazing, and Chen Zong's practice of refining is also good. Although there is a gap in the strength of the body compared with the Beast Demon, but the combination of strength and the void sword strength , But it is very tyrannical.

Head-on, head-on, like a meteorite hedge, terrible vigour and excitement in all directions, the hard ground was smashed and smashed, and constantly collapsed, it looks very amazing.

This kind of battle is more lively and hearty.

The strength of this beast monster is stronger than the previous two blood demon people.

Chop Chop!

The Devil Sword is in hand, connected by blood, and extremely flexible.

Chen Zong took out more strength, suppressed the orcs, cut them with one sword, and immediately broke open the leather armor of the orcs, and then cut the tough and rough film.

Black blood poured out instantly.

The demons have not only a sturdy physique, but also an extraordinary ability to heal themselves. Once injured, they will recover soon, but the characteristics of cutting the demon sword have caused the orc's wounds to fail to heal in a short time.

In the battle with the savage pig demon, he was not harmed at all, and he was injured when fighting a human race, and there was a burst of tearing pain in the wound, which made the orcish man angry.

In the fury, the orc screamed wildly, and with his arms waving, the violent wind roared, and the violent black beast was able to swell from his body, like a flood that swept through his body, and then merged into the muscles and muscles. A dull roar sounded like a thunder, rolling from the orc's body.

The Beastman ’s muscles began to swell, and they originally looked very tall and strong. Once again, they swelled a little more than a foot high, and their physiques were even stronger. Each raised muscle contained terrible power, glowing. A hint of black light.

The monster's eyes glowed scarlet, bloodthirsty.

"Frenzy ..." Chen Zong's eyes froze slightly, and he became more excited. Under the frenzy, the beast-monger's breath was strengthened by more than ten percent, but he didn't know how much his strength could be improved.

Roar!

Under the roar, the mad Beastman raised his arms, clenched his fists, and diffused the black light. The originally swollen muscles swelled once more, and the strength became more violent.

Boom boom!

Waving his arms, two fists like a grinding disc are continuously bombarded, each one is extremely violent, each one is terrible, each one is like a meteorite shot down, and continuously, like a meteor storm The bombardment came, and the punches were unmatched, crushing everything around.

Even a mountain in front of such violent double fists will be smashed and crushed.

Countless black punches converge into a majestic black river, rushing forward, containing terrible power, each punch has reached the late stage of the ninefold of human extremes, and under the mixture, it is sufficient to bring the ordinary people to the extreme ninefold Breaking down and crushing, even if it is an ordinary person's extreme limit of nine, must fully cope.

"Scar of the sky!"

With a low drink, Chen Zong wields his sword and cuts it. The demon sword trembles at an alarming rate. The black sword light passes through it, cutting the front, and a black straight sword mark, as if stretching to endless places.

The mark of the sky is a sword that evolved on the basis of the split air. It is the sword that best suits Chen Zong himself. The power is not inferior to the split air, but the load on himself is much smaller.

The high-speed oscillating sword body repelled the air and then torn, making the sword extremely lethal.

This is a sword urged by Chen Zong with all his strength. The power has completely surpassed the extraordinary limit of ordinary human extremes.

The air was torn, and the fistful river of violent bombardment was also torn. It was like a ripped bamboo, nothing to stop, a sword passing, not only the violent torrent of violent fists was split, but also under the madness. The Beastman was also hacked.

The black sword light penetrated from the back of the orc monster, burst out, and disappeared into the distance. Only a black sword mark remained in the air.

The sword was cut into the sheath, because Chen Zong knew that this sword was enough to kill the opponent.

Sure enough, the orc's body couldn't stop shaking, it seemed that he wanted to hold his arms tightly, but he couldn't do it. A powerful force was losing rapidly, and the swollen muscles quickly became like air balloons Dried up.

A crack appeared on the body, from the left shoulder to the right waist, black magic blood continued to emerge.

After beheading the orc, Chen Zong took the humble black leather bag hanging around his waist. This is a mustard bag used by the demons. I don't know if there is anything good in it.

When I opened it, Chen Zong could not help but feel a little disappointed. He only had some potions of low grade.

...

The dark wings fluttered into the air, tearing the sky like an arrow off the string, and culling.

Chen Zong's eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes were as sharp as the tip of a sword, staring at the black figure that shot down like lightning.

The wings are dark, covered with solid steel feathers, the edges are sharp like a knife, the body is thin but extremely powerful, the mouth is sharp, and the claws are sharp. It is the winged demon among the demon.

The Devil Sword came out of the sheath and turned into a black lightning bolt.

The snoring sounded, and in the air, the winged demon clan was cut off with a sword, the body was directly divided into two halves, and black demon blood spilled.

Chen Zong put away the mustard bag of the other party and checked it. There was nothing particularly valuable. The most were some potions, and a small amount of magic materials.

"How come you have so many demons?" Chen Zong thought about the contents of the mustard bag.

Until now, including the two blood demons, under Chen Zong's sword, more than a dozen demons had been killed.

According to your own understanding, the first layer of Di Mo Yuan will basically not meet the Mozu people, and it will be difficult on the second layer. The third layer may encounter the Mozu people, but not many.

Now, I have encountered a dozen demons, which is strange.

I do n’t understand, I do n’t understand the language of the demons, and Chen Zong did n’t drill into the horns. When he met the demons, he just cut off.

...

"Captain, how come there are so many Demon races?" One of the small demon hunters asked.

"I don't know." The slender captain replied that if Chen Zong saw him, he would recognize that it was the long tiger who was hunting the magic group Wanzhong Sanhu.

Wan Zhong San Hu is quite famous at the level of human extremes, but in special circumstances, they often do not act together, because the three of them are the captains in Wan Zhong Hunting Troupe, each leading a squad.

This time, it was Changhu who took his team to the third floor of Di Moyuan. The team counted him as the captain, with a total of ten people. Each of them had reached the late stage of human extremes, and their strength was not weak. Because of many years of cooperation, they are very tacit.

Basically, as long as you don't encounter a strong king, you can retreat even if you are not matched.

Therefore, to date, they have teamed up to kill many powerful monsters, and have also killed several demons.

Chang Hu led his team and quickly ran on the hard ground.

Directly in front of him, a figure rushed through the air, and the two sides approached quickly, then found each other a little.

Chen Zong's eyes narrowed, staring at the figure in front of him, locking the first one.

If you read it correctly, the other party is the long tiger who has chased one of the three deadly tigers. At that time, the other party ’s breath was arrogant ~ www.readwn.com ~ I was terrified. At that time, Even if they do their best, they are not their opponents.

Although Changhu didn't make a direct shot, the mad tiger that was flush with it made him irresistible. It would be really unknown if the master could send someone to follow him and save himself when he was in danger.

But today, it is not the same as it used to be. Compared with the previous strength, my strength has been significantly improved. According to the judgment of the Director General, it belongs to the strongest under the king. As for the strength of the king, Chen Zong didn't know because he had never encountered it before.

The increase in strength gives Chen Zong more capital to deal with strong enemies.

Chang Hu did not expect that he would meet Chen Zong here.

At that time, after Chen Zong was rescued, they never heard of Chen Zong again. After more than half a year, he had left this person behind.

"Since I met you here, it's your misfortune." Chang Hu grinned, his face murderous.

Chen Zong was killed in such a place, and then his body was destroyed. As long as he did not speak out, who would know.