Chapter 3: Storm of Swords (Part II)

The knife is shocking, as if it is broken in the air, which is terrifying.

"What a strong knife. The Wine Venerable was secretly surprised, although this sword was nothing to him, it was because his cultivation was profound, far superior to Wufeng's countless times.

If it is judged in terms of the semi-saint level, this bladeless knife is very terrifying.

"This knife is the culmination of Wufeng's own sword technique. The Sword Venerable said with some smugness.

Absolute sword momentum!

That is a move created by the coincidence of no edge, and it is also a killer move.

Although it is not perfect yet, it has begun to take on power, and at the semi-saint level, it is a very terrifying sword, and its power is comparable to some saint-level lower grade sword techniques that have been cultivated to the consummation level.

Wu Feng's expression was solemn, his eyes were extremely sharp, as if he had pierced the sky and tore everything, and he poured out all his strength.

Chop!

The sword light is like a touch of divine light at the beginning of the opening of heaven and earth, and it seems to tear through the chaotic primeval thunder, with an incomparable absolute slash.

The sky and the earth were dim, and only that touch of sword light shocked the world and cut down the sky, as if it was the only one in the world, and it also attracted Chen Zong's mind, as if he wanted to inhale it, immersed in it, and could not extricate himself from it and forget to resist.

The realm of the heart was urged to the extreme, and the mind was constantly consumed, and Chen Zong's eyes stared at that touch of sword light.

When the sword light slashed into the Heart Domain, the Heart Domain was in turmoil, and it seemed to be unbearable.

Chen Zong also caught that sword light, the only one in the world, which brought great touch to Chen Zong.

This knife ...... Unparalleled!

"I can block it!"

It's faith, the belief that gives oneself, the belief that is incomparable.

The horizontal sword was in front of him, and between the vibrations of the sword body, the powerful power was permeated.

Knives and swords!

Heaven and Earth!

Thunder and mountains!

Obstruct!

Chen Zong blocked Wufeng's lore knife and Xeon knife.

But a terrifying force continued to rush out from the bladeless long knife, as if tearing everything and smashing everything, through the sword body directly to Chen Zong's palm and arm, spreading all over his body.

Stirring!

Shattered!

The power of the extreme burst out, and it bounced away in an instant.

Chop!

Like a thousand armies splitting mountains and rivers shattered, Chen Zong counterattacked with a sword, and the terrifying sword qi and sword light tore through everything around him and shattered everything.

Like a flash flood erupting, like a mountain collapsing, the power of the burst in an instant is incomparable.

With a bang, Wufeng flew out upside down, and the amazing energy impacted, shattering the vacuum.

With a single sword move, he directly consumed seven or eight percent of Wu Feng's spirit spirit, and his strength instantly decreased, and he was a little caught off guard in the face of Chen Zong's counterattack.

Every step is crushing countless stones and turning them into powder, and each step leaves deep footprints on the ground.

After retreating and unloading his strength, Wu Feng quickly adjusted and prepared to strike again.

"Stop. The voice of the Sword Venerable sounded: "You have lost, you don't have to fight again." ”

Wu Feng's hand holding the knife instantly tightened, the big tendons on his arm bulged, as if they were about to burst, and a touch of fierceness flashed in his eyes, as if he didn't admit defeat and wanted to continue to fight with Chen Zong, but Shizun's words had to be listened to.

The authorities are fascinated, the bystanders are clear, as a master, the wine venerable sword venerable's eyesight is extraordinary, and the strength and weakness can be seen from the battle between Chen Zong and Wu Feng.

In other words, the Sword Venerable knew what Wu Feng's ability was, so he could deduce that he was indeed inferior to Chen Zong, or that this battle was indeed inferior.

For the Sword Venerable, falling behind means losing.

If his disciples want to win, they must win the beautiful show.

"How about it, knife maniac, you lost, admit defeat. The Wine Venerable teased, asking the Sword Venerable to admit defeat in person.

"Hmph, this time I lost, but next time, my disciple will definitely defeat your disciple. "Dao Venerable said, not angry words, but very sure words.

"We'll see. "The Wine Venerable was happy because he had won.

Since he had already won, the Wine Venerable had no intention of continuing to stay, and called Chen Zong to sit on the Qiankun Sun and Moon Pot again and fly into the sky, and quickly left, turning into small black dots after a short time, and then disappearing.

Wu Feng stared at the disappearing figure, speechless for a long time, but his eyes were extremely sharp, he did not admit defeat.

"Not convinced?" Sword Venerable's voice sounded, and Wu Feng did not speak, but acquiesced.

"The sword power is too extreme, if you can't kill the other party, your spirit will be greatly consumed, and your strength will drop significantly. The Sword Venerable spoke, pointing out the drawbacks of this battle, or Wufeng's own: "Compared to the other party, your experience in life-and-death combat is completely insufficient. ”

The Sword Venerable didn't say much, these two sentences were enough for Wu Feng to think about it himself, find out his own shortcomings and improve them.

Wu Feng stood in place and closed his eyes, quietly thinking about the words of the Sword Venerable, and also recalling the battle between Fang Cai and Chen Zong, replaying every detail and carefully scrutinizing it.

Time passed slowly, the sun set and the moon rose, the sun rose and the moon set, and in a blink of an eye, Wu Feng's eyes suddenly opened, and a blazing and extremely sharp essence flickered, as if the peerless sword light slashed out of the air, leaving two long straight scratches in the air.

"Master, I'm going out to practice. Wu Feng found the Wine Venerable and spoke directly.

"Go ahead. The Sword Venerable didn't have any objection, just gave two words in response.

Wu Feng didn't make any preparations, took a ring, carried a long knife on his back, and set off in simple clothes.

......

In the No. 93 Xuanming Courtyard in the Xuanming District of Xuanming City, Chen Zong stood quietly in the courtyard, the sky was clear and cloudless.

Chen Zong is meditating and thinking.

fought with Wu Feng, but did not end it, but in the end, it was concluded that he won.

Chen Zong also knew that Wu Feng did not admit defeat, and he had to fight again, but if he continued to fight, Wu Feng would definitely lose, which was a kind of self-confidence.

However, the Bladeless also has its strengths.

"Absolute sword momentum. Chen Zong was quietly recalling that knife, and since he returned to the Xuan Ming Academy, he had been thinking about it, and he kept replaying the blade without a blade in his mind.

The spirit and spirit are gathered and integrated, and then integrated into their own incomparable beliefs, and they also carry a will like a spell to constantly impact the opponent's mind, disintegrate the opponent's resistance, and exert their own strength to the extreme.

It's a killer move.

Chen Zong was thinking about himself and sorting out everything he had cultivated.

Relatively speaking, he is relatively balanced, with both defense and attack, and all aspects are relatively average, and there are no shortcomings, but again, there is nothing particularly powerful.

As for the Shura clone, of course, it is a strength, but Chen Zong has already counted it separately from the deity, although he can borrow its power.

"I need a killer move. Chen Zong said secretly.

Just like the bladeless sword, although once it is used, it will consume a lot of its own essence, and if it cannot successfully kill the enemy, it will cause itself to fall into a sluggish state in a short period of time, and its strength will be sharply reduced.

But it is undeniable that the lore trick is sometimes very useful, and it can turn the tables and turn life and death.

Chen Zong decided to create his own killer move, so how to create his own?

Thoughts are open, inspiration is emerging, and countless lights burst out and collide in the mind.

Chen Zong has learned a lot, has a wide range of knowledge, and has the inheritance memories of several strong people, and can be called very majestic and rich in accumulation, far better than Wu Feng's Tianjiao.

This will facilitate Chen Zong's self-created lore moves, but it will also bring restrictions, or shackles.

The so-called cognitive impairment.

The more you know, the more you don't understand.

In the same way, the more you know, the bigger your heart becomes.

For example, Chen Zong now, because of the majesty of accumulation, it is extremely easy to create his own killer move for a while, but it can also be said to be extremely difficult.

The extreme ease lies in the fact that Chen Zong can easily create his own, but he does not meet his own requirements, or is not satisfied enough, and stays at a superficial level, of course, such a level may be an extremely advanced level for others.

And the killer move that really meets your own requirements is not so easy to create.

Wu Feng created a unique sword momentum, and I believe it took a lot of effort, time and energy.

Calm down, Chen Zong is not in a hurry, but slowly reverts to the realization and slowly sorts it out, some times it takes a flash of inspiration, and some times, it needs to come naturally.

The combination of the two is naturally the best, but many times, it is impossible to find it, and go with the flow.

Time passed slowly, and Chen Zong did not go out, but stayed in the Xuan Ming Monastery to meditate.

Taiyuan Moyun Gong Cultivation!

Cultivation of the Burning Mountain Fire Hell Gong!

Nine Transformations of Phantom Luo Cultivation!

Dripping Blood Sword Cultivation!

Thousands of people slash the pole sword method cultivation!

Thousand Shadows and Thousand Illusion Body Method Cultivation!

The Burning Mountain Fire Hell Hand also needs to cultivate, maybe it will come in handy at some point.

For a while, Chen Zong needed to cultivate too many things, and he had a feeling that he lacked skills, but he had to practice, and he arranged his time and energy tightly.

It will take some time to understand the tricks of your own creation.

Chen Zong's Qi cultivation and body cultivation are all steadily improving, gradually approaching the limit of the low-level semi-saint level, and if he continues to cultivate, he is expected to break through to the high-level semi-saint level in a short period of time.

Other swordsmanship and body techniques have also been refined, and on the whole, Chen Zong's strength is a little stronger.

The trick of killing gradually got a little clue, but there was still a lack of a suitable opportunity, so it had not really taken shape, but Chen Zong was not in a hurry, and he understood the truth that if he wanted to hurry, he would not reach it.

"The tenth layer of the Taiyuan Moyun Gong, but although the Burning Mountain Fire Hell Gong is complete, the level is a little low. In addition to cultivating, Chen Zong secretly pondered.

The Blazing Mountain Fire Hell Gong is only a saint-level lower-grade body refining technique, and Chen Zong naturally wants a more advanced body refining technique, and it is best to have a saint-level upper grade.

If the level of Qi Cultivation and Body Refining is the same, perhaps, he will be able to combine the power of the two systems of Qi Cultivation and Body Refining again, so that his strength will increase dramatically.

"I don't know when there will be news from Gu Xuanlou. Chen Zong suddenly had an idea, he had this idea before, and he also entrusted Gu Xuanlou to find it on his behalf.

It's just that the saint-level high-grade exercises are very precious, and they are often held by those big forces, and it is too difficult and too difficult to get the saint-level high-grade exercises that do not belong to the big forces, and they are far from being comparable to the saint-level lower grades.

At this time, someone from Gu Xuanlou came to the door and sent an invitation to Chen Zong.

"Auctions. Chen Zong looked at the invitation.

"Yes, this is an auction led by our Gu Xuanlou and jointly sponsored by several other major forces, and there may be treasures you need in it. The person who sent the invitation smiled.

"Thank you, I'll go. Chen Zongdao, put away the invitation, that is what you need to enter the place.

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