Vol 13 Chapter 43: Chen Zong shot (2)

Confident and cheeky.
Chen Zong can't help but be speechless. Does he look weak?
Could it have been just a few battles that were not enough to let people see their level of swordsmanship?
The only explanation is that this woman's swordsmanship is good, but not high enough, so I don't see the mystery.
"Take a sword." Looking at Qin Yi's face, Chen Zong didn't want to make the girl too embarrassed, so she said, but this fell in Lin Fu's ears, but she looked down on her.
Angrily, Lin Fu waved a sword, and the turquoise sword light rippled heavily, as if it was made of jasper, and it was slain instantly.
This is a sword technique inspired by the jasper sect.
According to the mysterious realm, Chen Zong can clearly feel the flaws in the opponent's sword. There are nine places. If he wants, he can easily break the opponent's sword and defeat it.
However, Chen Zong did not immediately break it, but fought with a sword.
Lin Fu immediately changed his moves, and a set of sword-cutting techniques was launched. Each sharp green sword light broke through. Each sword could cut gold and jade, leaving countless green-green sword marks in the air. If we weave a net to cover Chen Zong, there is no way to avoid it.
Chen Zong stood still and stood still, but wielded the sword with one hand, and all the sword lights that were cut and killed were all resisted, and the woven net also collapsed.
Lin Fu tried his best to use his sword skills, without half a reservation, but found that he could never break through the defense of the other side, so he was anxious.
"Okay." As Chen Zong's words sounded, a sharp and overbearing Jian Guang was killed in front of him, and he immediately gave himself a sense of being unavoidable and irresistible. That is the whole world.
Qin Yi froze slightly, and then smiled bitterly.
"It turned out that I saw it." Qin Yi was a little embarrassed. He was not Lin Fu. The sword level was as high as the first level of the body and soul. The level of the sword and spirit was the same. The heritage of the tradition and the guidance of the strong, its eyesight is not comparable to ordinary martial arts.
Lin Fu couldn't see the depth of Chen Zong's swordsmanship, but he could see it. Of course, Qin Yi couldn't fully understand the level of Chen Zong's swordsmanship, but he was sure, at least not inferior to himself.
Before, I had the idea of ​​pointing at each other's swordsmanship, and I felt ashamed to think about it.
At the same time, I also saw that Chen Zong had Lin Fu's several moves before defeating him. I expected the other party to look at his own face and not let Lin Fu lose so ugly. I am grateful for it.
Far away, Qin Yi saluted Chen Zong with his fist. Chen Zong saw it and returned a gift. Both sides knew what the other party meant.
Lin Fu was ashamed, she was not stupid, but she only despised Chen Zong from the beginning, and now she was awake.
"Let me see you." As the laughter sounded, a dark shadow flew up and landed on the ring. Chen Zong's eyes were frozen and a gleam of cold light burst out.
This person, who is a disciple of Wan Luozong, was also the one who took away some valuable treasures of his mustard bag and made a sarcasm after the closure of Tianyun.
"You're out of the limelight, now it's time to go down." The man's eyes twinkled with dim luster, grinning, grabbing a short sword, and glancing toward Chen Zong like a shadow, fiercely sword dead from the side. Assassination arrived.
"The grievance of the day, today can be counted." Chen Zong's indifferent voice sounded.
The humiliation of that day was the humiliation of Zong Men, as well as his own humiliation, but his strength was not strong enough, and his inability to resist could only be forgiven for a moment.
Now here, a disciple of Wan Luozong dares to be so arrogant. Chen Zong is not the kind of person who is beaten and greeted with a smile. If you ca n’t get revenge, you can be patient, wait for the opportunity and you can get revenge, then No need for forbearance.
The dagger was assassinated from a dead angle on the side, but Chen Zong ignored it directly, but killed it with a single sword, faster and fiercer and more fierce, relentless, extremely murderous, and that made the disciples of Wanluozong feel terrified.
He did not dare to fight with Chen Zong for his life, and immediately drew his sword and swiftly drew it out. The short sword spun at a high speed in his hands, cutting everything like a sword wheel, to resist the sword that Chen Zong was assassinated.
The long sword trembled slightly at the step, and the melodious sword sounds seemed to come from the sky. At first, it was weak and quickly became strong, as if the mighty sky sounds shocked, making people feel dizzy.
Under a sword, like the heavens and earth, the sword wheel of Wan Luozong's disciples was directly crushed, killing them like a bamboo to the front door.
With a thump, Wan Luozong's disciples were blasted by Chen Zongyi's stab and dissipated into a cloud of black smoke. The real body appeared a few meters away, his face was white and cold, and his sweat was dripping. Only then did the sword make him difficult The feeling of resistance and the amazing killing power, if it is hit, it will be severely damaged.
"Qian Luo body!" With a low voice, Wan Luozong's disciples shook, and countless black smoke burst out of the body, spreading quickly, blinking, and then flooding the entire circular platform, condensing together out of thin air The figure is difficult to distinguish between true and false, with the same breath.
Although there are less than a thousand, there are dozens of them, each of them exuding cold and sharp breath fluctuations, quickly moved, interlaced, and turned into dozens of black lights surrounding Chen Zong's body, and launched an attack.
Chen Zong stood in the center of the circular ring platform, withstanding attacks from all directions, capturing all fluctuations of the opponent.
A sword was killed, but it was a dark shadow that was broken, turned into black smoke and dispersed, and reunited in the distance.
"Hey hey, you can't find me, and you can't deal with me, feel the power of Qian Luoshen." Yin Luozong's disciples laughed, as if dozens of people spoke at the same time. Stress, as if disturbing the mind like a magic sound.
Qianluo body is just a part of Wanluo Zongwanluo body. Once practiced, it will have amazing mystery.
After several trials of going out of the sword, Chen Zong grasped some of the mysteries on the opponent ’s body, one of which was real, and the others were fake, but it was difficult to distinguish them. After the fake figure was hit, it would collapse and spread. Will reunite.
But this method is effective for others and may not be effective for Chen Zong.
With his eyes closed, Chen Zong carefully sensed by the dust floating around him.
The breath fluctuations of the real body and the fake body are the same, but the dust floating caused by them is different.
After a few breaths, Chen Zong distinguished between the real body and the fake body, but remained calm, still sending out a sword to kill a fake body, but the real body was next to the fake body.
Suddenly, the sword was about to hit the fake body, suddenly changed its trajectory, and killed the real body directly.
This sword brought together all the strength of Chen Zongzhen's Wushu in the early stage.
The unopened sword was directly slain on the disciple of Wan Luozong. He was caught off guard and was unprepared. A terrible force erupted and exploded into the body, causing severe damage. Blood was spitting out again and again on the protective strength at the edge of the platform.
When he fell to the ground, there was blood on the corners of his mouth, and his expression was sluggish. He stood up with a sword and one hand over his heart. He felt a pain in his chest when he gasped.
Knowing that he was not Chen Zong's opponent, lest he be wounded more, without hesitation, the disciples of Wan Luozong immediately backed out of the ring, leaving Chen Zong the opportunity to hit the sword again.
"This will not be the case." Wan Luozong's disciple whispered standing outside the ring, looking pale, Chen Zong just glanced at him slightly and did not respond.
Because there is no need to respond, if you want revenge, then come.
Chen Zong's strength stunned a group of people, and he never came to power to challenge him.
Wushuang Jiandou's preliminary round has now passed more than half, began to enter the late period, the vast majority of people are defeated and eliminated.
"This son's realm of swordsmanship, I'm afraid it's not just the first layer of the realm of spirits and martial arts." Tianhong's ancestor's eyes flashed a hint of intelligence, he thought secretly.
Jinghong Jianzong is the gate of Xiu Zongzong. Each of his core disciples can be called a sword genius. Rao is so. Among the core disciples of Jinghong Sword, the most accomplished swordsmanship has just broken through. The third level of Lingwu Realm.
Even the elders in the extreme state of human beings are part of the third level of the Lingwu realm. Of course, they have been soaked for many years and become more advanced.
Only a few people have reached the third level of Zhaoxuan Realm in the sword realm of polar elders.
However, Tianhong's ancestors have already surpassed the realm of Zhao Xuan, surpassed the integration of body and sword, and reached a higher level.
The superb sword-making realm made Tianhong's ancestors' eyes more sharp, but Chen Zong did not fully show it, so he could not see it all for a while, but it is certain that it is not just the first level of the Lingwu realm.
However, Tianhong's ancestors are not in a hurry. It is only the preliminary round and the final.
Long Jinghou looked silently, and Chen Zong was also in the ranks of his focus.
As a strong swordsman, Long Jinghou's sword-making realm transcends body-sword integration.
As for the king of the town of Tianxuan Realm, he looked like a light-hearted man. Whether it was the first level or the third level of the Lingwu realm, he could not attract his attention.
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There were fewer and fewer warriors on the sword posts, and Chen Zong defeated three challengers one after another, standing on the tenth ring.
"This man's swordsmanship is too clever. I am not sure. I can only challenge other people." A disciple of Jinghong Sect was frowned, and finally decided to give up the idea of ​​challenging Chen Zong.
The more late the preliminary round is, the more cautious the challenger will be.
In the end, all the challenges were over. Only ten people stood on the ten platforms. There was no doubt that they became the masters.
The first master is Long Changyun, a disciple of the imperial family, and the second master is Xuanzhendian disciplinary sword Qin Yi. The third master is Jinghong Jianzong disciple invisible sword leaves. No. 5 master is the disciple of Wanxiang Sect, Li Xiangyun, No. 5 master is the disciples of the royal family, dragon dance, sword dragon spin dance, No. 6 master is the disciple of Jinghong Jianzong, Tian Hong Jian Tang Yan, No. 7 master It is Li Qingliu, the core disciple of Changtian Sect of Jinghong Mansion. The No. 8 prince is the rotor of the imperial lineage, Shenglong Jianlong, and the No. 9 prince is Yang Fan, the disciple of Jinghong Sect. Vertical and horizontal Jianzong Jianzi Chen Zong.