Vol 12 Chapter 28: Mystic Sword Dragon Dance

"Good apprentice, take over the old master's hand-made skills." Zhenwu's ancestor's voice was violent, his body was still, but his right hand was pulled forward, and he exhaled: "First hand style ... Pick the stars! "
The right palm stood up to the wind, and the overbearing and majestic true power gathered violently. It turned into a huge palm like a small house, spanning hundreds of meters, and grabbed Chen Zong in the air.
Zhen Li is majestic and imposing, with one hand as if he can pick up the stars and the moon, and when it falls, the terrible coercion represses suddenly, so that Chen Zong has a feeling of being bound and unable to move.
I have to say that this trick is really strong. Chen Zong estimates that the power of this trick is enough to reach the three-star level, and it should be the initial three-star level.
With a little emotion in his heart, Chen Zong wouldn't hold his hands. The vertical and horizontal forces really stirred, the pure Yang Qi and blood were tide, the double swords passed in front of them, leaving silver arcs and then stabbed out. Chen Zong was inspired.
Vertical and horizontal swordsmanship 28th style!
Xeon sword.
broken!
The cultivation of the sixth peak of Zhenwu Realm, Chen Zong's combat strength still failed to reach three stars, but even with the blessing of a pure yang qi and blood and the power of a pseudo-spirit, he could barely reach it.
One sword broke, followed by the second and third swords.
A bunch of sharp and arrogant silver sword lights were killed, and in the blink of an eye were dozens of swords, all of which were bombarded in the big hands that were captured.
Insufficient power can be made up by numbers, and it can be done without absolute gaps.
The captured hand was crushed by more than a dozen sword lights, Chen Zong's figure was displayed, and he approached the ancestor of Zhenwu in an instant. The two swords broke into air and launched an extremely violent offensive.
Piaohong's body style is exerted to the extreme, and his body is as light as a hair, and he is very clever and surrounded by the true ancestors of Zhenwu.
Chen Zong knew a little bit that Zhenwu's ancestors were best at strength. It was not physical strength, but strength brought by an overbearing majestic true strength. It was very strong. It was possible to fight against it. Not as good as each other.
And what he is good at is not the so-called strength, and his speed is also excellent.
Faced with Chen Zong's dexterous figure and high-speed storm-like sword, Zhenwu's ancestors did not change their looks, and his palms were shot in succession. Each palm brought amazing palm pressure, compressing the surrounding area, and the lake collapsed and exploded.
The sword light was broken, the palms were scattered, and the fish in the lake were perished, turning into countless blood, which stained the lake red.
The two swords are extremely violent, and the dense sword lights fall like Tianhe. Immediately, Chen Zong's double swords return to their sheaths, but countless sword lights are still killing Zhenwu ancestors.
"Hunyuan Ironsmith!"
Drinking secretly, pure Yang qi and blood rushed, both palms were hot, flushed red, as if there were two groups of scorching sun, violent and unparalleled.
A fierce bombardment came out, but one palm was resisted by Zhenwu's ancestors. The heat spread and penetrated into the arms of Zhenwu's ancestors. There was a burning sensation. Chen Zong was also uncomfortable. The true power of Zhenwu's ancestors was too overbearing. After that, he blasted into Chen Zong's arm and poured it into the body like a bamboo, immediately causing some damage to Chen Zong's body.
If Chen Zong's refining is not deep, such a blow can cause terrible serious injuries and directly lose Chen Zong's combat ability. Rao is also very uncomfortable, forbearing the pain caused by the rampage of his body. The second palm passes through. Jianguang and palm wind are printed directly on the back of Zhenwu ancestors.
With a roar of rumbling drums, while the ancestors of Zhenwu trembled, his complexion suddenly changed, and the terrible fiery power infiltrated into the body, burned away, and vandalized.
The ancestors of Zhenwu quickly mobilized an overbearing true power shock, but found that the impact of his powerful true power on that power was not as obvious as imagined, and could only be expelled a little bit.
"What is martial arts?" Zhenwu's ancestor was shocked inside, and the desire was even stronger.
Taking this opportunity, Chen Zong once again pulled out his two swords, and used the twenty-eighth style of crosswise swordsmanship to continuously kill. From all angles, he broke the defense of Zhenwu's ancestor, leaving a scar on his body.
After a battle, Chen Zong also basically knew that the strength of Zhenwu's ancestors was in the strength, but the speed and response were not as good.
In other words, in terms of power alone, Zhenwu ancestors can reach three stars, but in other respects they are less than three stars.
Avoid each other's strengths, grab each other's weaknesses, and use your strengths.
However, the ancestors of Zhenwu did not practice cultivation. Chen Zong has a good practice of cultivation. Even if he is not as good as the other in terms of overall combat power, he also has stronger survivability than the ancestors of Zhenwu. Even if he is attacked by some, Can better resist.
After being attacked by the iron-making hand of the mixed Yuan, the ancestors of Zhenwu were uncomfortable. The whole body seemed to be roasted on the fire. They had to allocate some of their true power to resist, so their strength was obviously reduced.
As for Chen Zong himself, with his powerful physique and pure vertical and horizontal power, the overbearing forces that Zhenwu ancestors infiltrated into his body were expelled quickly, and his injuries were healed quickly.
Faced with such powerful enemies as Zhenwu ancestors, superb martial arts skills, and extremely rich combat experience, all Chen Zong can do is to use his advantages to the fullest, and use injuries to replace injuries.
With the same injury, I can bear it myself, but the ancestors of Zhenwu may not be able to resist it. We must know that the ancestors of Zhenwu do not have the practice of refining, and they are more than one hundred years old, and their bodies are not as good as before.
"You are forcing your ancestors." Zhenwu's ancestor was wounded with a sword. Although it was not heavy, his appearance was horrifying. The fiery power in his body was constantly irritated, making him extremely angry.
I did not expect that the strength of the other party would be so strong, nor did they expect the other party to be so decisive, dare to replace the injury with injury, letting him unexpectedly.
You must make a quick decision, otherwise the longer you drag on, the more disadvantageous you will be.
Gritting his teeth, Zhenwu's ancestors were full of fierce faces, and immediately raised the index finger of his right hand. The overbearing and majestic real power was raging, all condensed at the fingertips.
"Seven Stars Order!"
The muffled sound was like the roar of a sleepy beast. The index finger was violently pointed at the right chest, and he trembled unconsciously, then the index finger was raised, and then point to another place.
Blinking, seven fingers in a row, each finger seems to be exhausted, each finger will make the body tremble, but as each finger falls, the breath of Zhenwu ancestor will increase by one point.
After all the seven fingers were clicked, the domineering breath suddenly burst out from the ancestors of Zhenwu, at least doubled, and it continued to strengthen, becoming more and more domineering.
Chen Zong can clearly see that Zhen Wu's ancestors, who had been very strong, seemed to have swelled for a while, becoming stronger, and the whole body was surrounded by a trace of airflow.
Zhenwu's ancestor was flushed, his face was covered with blue tendons, his eyes were as big as copper bells, and the fierce light flashed, as if he were evil spirits like evil spirits, as if he would swallow Chen Zonglian's belt bone.
"Used ... Broken Mountain!"
One palm shot, extremely violent and extremely fierce, the huge palms covered the sky and shot down, and the palms seemed to be covered with big snake-like tendons, which could break the mountains.
If the roar of thousands of thunders explodes, a large area of ​​the lake collapses downward, the horrible pressure suffocates Chen Zong, and his body's bones continue to emit broken sounds.
"So strong." Chen Zong was horrified.
The power of this move is at least three-star middle, and even higher.
"For the sake of today, there is only one fight." His heart sank, Chen Zong stared at the mighty pressure, his body sank slightly, as if to sink into the bottom of the lake.
The true power rushes and dissipates around the body in strange ways. The spiritual will is highly concentrated, as if sublimated.
"Secret sword ..."
Countless true power surged into the sword, the sword trembled, transformed into a misty sword light, diffused away, and immediately, as soon as Chen Zong's wrist moved, the sword moved like a fan to open, bringing up Heavy sword light.
The lake is turquoise, the lake is rippling, and the water and the sky are all over it. On it, a blurry figure appears out of nothing, it seems to be some kind of bird.
The tail is open, as if to cover the world. The blue and red rays are intertwined with iridescence. When it is opened, it is beautiful and makes people dizzy and immersed in it.
Beauty is not square.
Zhenwu's ancestor's face trembled, and the eyes of the fierce and evil spirit also showed a blankness, as if he saw a gorgeous bird flying in the void, and that bird opened its tail like a beautiful picture.
The shot of the giant hand also stopped, and there were signs of dissipation.
"... Dragon Sparrow Dance!"
With the last three words, a beautiful and beautiful dragon bird opened the screen, a sword-like light like a hair burst through the air and was extremely sharp.
The ancestor of Zhenwu was shocked, and quickly came to his senses, and the giant hand condensed again and shot it hard. It would only break Chen Zongmi, but it was slow.
Masters battle, life and death are only in the first line.
That ray of sword light had penetrated Zhenwu's ancestor's eyebrows, twisted his brain into pieces, and his soul was flying.
Out of control, the fallen hands began to disintegrate, and there was not much power left when he hit Chen Zong. Rao was so painful that Chen Zong's body was painful, and the whole person almost fell into the lake.
Leaping forward, grabbing the body of Zhenwu's ancestor, and hurried to the lake.
Throwing the body of Zhenwu's ancestor to the ground, Chen Zongfang was relieved.
Although this time is short, this battle is very difficult. The strength of this Zhenwu ancestor is very strong ~ EbookFREE.me ~ especially the last seven-star order that was cast should be a secret method, it is even more amazing.
Fortunately, he practiced the two secret swords of Jianzong.
Facing such powerful enemies as Zhenwu ancestors, the effect of performing the Dragon Sparrow Dance will be better than Dian Xing. If the secret sword Dian Xing was cast previously, it may be able to kill the other party, but most of them will be killed.
Quickly, a book made of animal skin was found from the ancestor of Zhenwu, but there was nothing else.
"The Secret Record of Zhenwu." Chen Zong couldn't help but show a smile. Looking at the name, it should be Zhenwu's ancestor's practice notes, which may be useful to himself.
After a few glances, what is recorded in it is indeed the training experience of Zhenwu ancestors. In addition, there are exercises and martial arts and secret methods created by Zhenwu ancestors.
"Yes." Chen Zong nodded. This Zhenwu ancestor was exceptionally talented. He could create exercises, martial arts, and secret methods, and he really had an extraordinary accumulation. This Zhenwu secret record should have an enlightening effect on himself.
As for the body, Chen Zong thought about it a bit, and made a grave and buried it.