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But to everyone's surprise, this sword momentum was still improving, and in the blink of an eye, it had already exceeded the fifth layer, approaching the sixth layer, and it had not stopped.

It seems to be able to improve without limits.

All the spectators opened their mouths with their faces full of disbelief, how was this possible?

Yes, how is this possible, humans can use secret methods to increase their attack power by several layers in a short period of time, or drugs that stimulate their potential.

But there are limits.

Not an infinite overdraft.

Although Meng Cang was perverted before, he only improved his natural skills by about four layers after transforming, and he did not reach the fifth layer.

Why is this Zamu able to do it to such an extent?

The well-informed old-timers told the truth in one sentence, and the amount of strength that the orcs' natural skills improve depends on their own talents, that is, the degree of purity of their bloodline.

Let's put it this way.

Depends on what kind of monster your talent comes from.

If it is a powerful demon beast, the stronger the inherited power, and after the transformation, the stronger the ascension will naturally be.

If it's a weak monster. The weaker the inherited power.

In the end, of course, it can't improve much.

Judging from the current situation, Zhamu's bloodline must be much purer than Meng Cang.

Otherwise, it won't be so.

At this time, Zamu was only ten meters away from Yang Zhefeng, and his sword momentum had already improved by six layers.

Finally no longer lifted.

It calmed everyone's frightened hearts a little.

But we must not underestimate the strength of this extra layer of improvement.

The weak are promoted by one level, and they are still the weak.

But the strength of the strong person to increase one level, it is quite considerable, quite terrifying.

"Torn!"

Zamu's face was hideous, and the sword light flashed, and the cyan cheetah appeared again, and at the same time, the audience who was a little closer could hear the sound of Zamu's blood.

It's like a big river, lake and sea.

It's horrible.

"The landscape and the sky are the same, turn!"

There is no way, even if the consumption of Zhenyuan is too large, Yang Zefeng can only continue to perform this move, which is his strongest killing move.

There is no hope in my heart.

Defeated.

Where is the hope of winning.

At this time, Yang Zefeng obviously committed a big taboo, swordsmen fight with people, no matter whether they win or lose, their hearts must be resolute and erase all interference.

Push your form to the limit and bring out your best form.

And once the swordsman loses his will to fight, his mind is shaken, and he will definitely be defeated.

Sure enough.

Almost the contact broke down.

The cheetah shattered Yang Zhefeng's sword qi with its teeth and claws, and swallowed it, and Yang Zhefeng flew upside down and slammed into the roof.

Vomiting blood, he was already seriously injured.

And the cheetah is still roaring in the air, and the majesty and the scene are simply invincible.

The scene was extremely quiet.

It can be said that Zamu alone suppressed nearly 10,000 people in the audience.

It was as if he were the king.

At this time, Zamu looked at everyone's sluggish expressions, and his heart finally became refreshed, although the process was a little difficult, but the result was still the same.

He likes this kind of situation, and that's what the strong should enjoy.

At the moment, he was habitually arrogant, shook his head and smiled: "I'm still a little bit close to beating me, I'm still a little disappointed, isn't there anyone in Zhongzhou who can beat me? Doesn't God want me to break through the shackles? It's really lonely!"

Arrogance, the arrogance of a person.

No one dares to interject yet.

"Everyone, help me with a word, the next ruthless sword Duan Shuming!"

Zamu shouted, and then jumped away and disappeared into the distance.

Everyone's eyes flickered, is this posture of Zamu going to sweep away the entire Zhongzhou kendo seniors?

If that's the case.

It was a shame.

Shame on the family.

At this time, Yang Zefeng stood up with the support of his disciples, he looked at everyone with a wry smile, and said with a little apology: "I tried my best, my meridians have been broken, and I can't recover in a short time, even if I recover, my combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced!"

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and their horror deepened.

Serious injuries again.

The previous kendo seniors were also seriously injured, and they couldn't recover their strength in a short period of time, this is just a scramble, this Zha Mu is too ruthless.

Yang Zefeng shook his head and looked at the departing figure of Zamu, and said lightly: "Zamu's strength is not his opponent except for those old monster-level seniors who can't be hidden, and the swordsmen on the face of the entire Zhongzhou are not his opponents!"

Hearing this, everyone was a little dissatisfied at first.

felt that Yang Zefeng was subdued, and he raised others to be strong and destroy his own breeze, and immediately thought of the invincible appearance of the wood just now.

All shrunken heads.

That's really strong!

Could it be that no one in the entire Zhongzhou is Zamu's opponent?

The results of the battle, as well as Zamu's declaration of war, and Yang Zefeng's words, all spread at the speed of sound.

The entire Zhongzhou and even the entire Tianwu Domain were in an uproar.

This Zamu is too arrogant and too powerful.

This time is different from Meng Cang's time.

Meng Cang is just the younger generation who challenge Zhongzhou, even if he loses everything, it can only be said that Zhongzhou is powerless.

But if now the older generation of swordsmen loses out.

That's really losing even the panties.

The last fig leaf is gone.

At this time, Ye Xiao had been left behind by everyone, and in their opinion, Yuwen Chuang's strength was more than a step weaker than that of the Shanshui Sword.

At that time, Ye Xiao and Yuwen Chuang won the battle, but they had a lot of luck, mainly because Yuwen Chuang's lover was killed, his emotions were out of control, and Ye Xiao took advantage of the chaos.

If you really want to fight a real battle.

At most, it's five or five.

This kind of strength is almost like a mantis arm in the face of Zamu, and there is no possibility of winning.

All hopes were pinned on the ruthless sword Duan Shuming.

Duan Shuming was injured in his early years due to love, and his head turned white overnight, and finally by chance, he entered the Tao with love, and the whole person was ruthless, and his swordsmanship was naturally ruthless.

In terms of fame and power, they are above the landscape sword.

Therefore, many people began to flock to the place where the ruthless sword Duan Shuming lived, both to cheer and watch the battle.

..............

At this time, Ye Xiao was still in the boring alchemy, although the danxiang was still strong, but there was also a rumbling sound from time to time.

It's a fryer.

Faced with thousands or hundreds of repetitions, it is an individual who makes mistakes.

Ye Xiao was made to be grizzled and impetuous.

But he can only continue to practice with patience.

And the outside world is still as calm as water, the Tianwu Domain is still in a state of explosion, and no one can cultivate quietly, they all run out to communicate and talk.

And just one morning.

A man in a black robe appeared at the door of the Ye family.

There is an extremely powerful aura all over the body.

No one dared to approach.

The guards asked him about his origin.

He just threw down a letter and walked away.