The battle was extremely fierce, and the smell of blood permeated the air, spreading in all directions.

"It's so bloody. The tall and mighty body in golden armor paused slightly, sniffing the breath in the air carefully, and his expression was cold.

Samurai cultivation itself is a practice that pursues the ultimate in the body, until the elite samurai reaches the physical limit, and then breaks through from the level of spiritual will and achieves the title of samurai.

A martial saint has completely reached its peak in terms of body, and with the maintenance and conditioning of the day after tomorrow, it can be in peak state for a long time, even if it is old, it will not degenerate.

Of course, if you want to maintain your peak state, the price is not small, ordinary families can't afford to support it, even if it's a force like the Four Great Marquis Mansions, they can't afford to support the consumption of Martial Saints.

Only the royal family can.

For example, the Sunset Martial Saint is unwilling to accept the royal family's solicitation, and has gradually gone downhill on his own, such as the word sunset, but the two martial saints of the royal family can still maintain their peak state.

The pinnacle of the human body refers not only to strength and speed, but also to the five senses.

The speed of the golden figure suddenly accelerated and rushed away, and after more than a dozen breaths, I saw a corpse falling to the ground, blood flowing all over the ground, and a slender figure stood in it, holding a long sword, and the blood was slowly dripping.

The figure looked young, but gasped.

Tired!

The strength of the twenty dragon blood guards was indeed very strong, and under the combination, Chen Zong felt very tired.

The consumption of physical strength is too much, at least seventy percent is consumed.

There is no way, although Chen Zong's strength is far superior to theirs, but helplessly, his body is very average, he can't cultivate, and he is not as good as the other party, if it weren't for Chen Zong's mastery of strength reaching an astonishing height, it would be even more difficult to say.

The sound of footsteps sounded, extremely heavy, as if stepping on his heart, making Chen Zong's expression solemn.

His eyes stared straight ahead, and Chen Zong tried his best to breathe, trying to recover his exerted physical strength.

Striding towards him was an old man, dressed in golden armor with dragon patterns on it, looking gorgeous, but Chen Zong's pupils contracted in an instant, and what he saw was not gorgeous, but tenacious.

That armor may be tougher than the armor of the Dragon's Blood Guard, and its defense is even higher and stronger.

The old man was tall and mighty, with the posture of a dragon and a tiger, walking step by step, extremely calm, and a trace of momentum rose from his body, moving sideways like an invisible mountain, bringing significant pressure to Chen Zong.

As he walked, the golden armor continued to make a dull metal collision sound, which seemed to invisibly enhance the momentum of the other party.

Twenty meters apart, the old man stopped, his feet seemed to be rooted on the ground, but his eyes flashed with extremely sharp brilliance, as if he wanted to see through Chen Zong, and that gaze was like substance, which brought a lot of pressure to Chen Zong.

"He is young, but he has such strength and swordsmanship, he can be called a rare genius, even in the era of ancient warriors, he can also be the peerless pride of the contemporary era. The old man spoke, his voice low and majestic, with a majesty that seemed to be as high as that of a superior person.

It was the majesty of the mixture of power and power, and ordinary people would only feel fear and fear under this kind of voice.

But Chen Zong didn't, but he also felt a trace of pressure coming.

"In another place, the old man is very willing to learn from you and make a friend. The old man spoke again, his voice becoming deeper and more powerful, and the sense of oppression increased: "But alas, you should not go against the state. ”

"Not what I wanted. Chen Zong smiled slightly, taking this opportunity to delay time and recover his strength as much as possible: "I just want to live, that's all." ”

At the end of the day, both

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