Vol 15 Chapter 63: Hualong 2

Chixiao was defeated, and the dragons withdrew from the invincible road.
Yi Qianqiu won. Within ten days, unless he took the initiative to challenge others, others could not challenge him. This is the rule.
After World War I, everyone returned.
Chen Zong sat cross-legged in the Taiyuan Pavilion with his eyes closed, but in his head, the battle between Yi Qianqiu and Chixiao was constantly replayed.
Whether it is Chixiao's overbearing and fine-grained halberd or Yi Qianqiu's sharp and boundless and flexible swordsmanship, it has its own uniqueness. It is very subtle and worthy of Chen Zong to learn and draw on its advantages Become your own.
Only by accepting the mysteries of martial arts in the world and blending the essence of oneself can we achieve invincibility.
In particular, Yi Qianqiu's swordsmanship, the hard work and skill of it, made Chen Zong interested.
As soon as I saw it, it was two days, and there was a faint gain, but it was just fur.
"We still need to fight with Yi Qianqiu before we can really realize it." Chen Zong secretly said.
"Taiyuan Tianzong Chenzong, quickly come to fight against the king." The momentum is like the sound of the sky, the sound waves are heavy, sweeping the world.
"Someone is invited to fight again."
"Who is inviting Chen Zong of Taiyuan Tianzong?"
"The only one who claims to be the King is the Sun Nine Days of Dayzin Sect."
"Da Ri Tian Zong's Hong Tian Da Ri Gongba is unparalleled. I wonder if Chen Zong can fight?"
"I heard that Taiyuan Taizong of Taiyuan Tianzong is no small matter."
"The Taiyuan Taishengfa is indeed very strong, but I heard that Chen Zong's origin is Cangyu Mountain, not Zhenyuanshan, and he has not practiced Taiyuan Taisheng Fa."
Chen Zong got up, stepped out, landed on the lake, and walked on the water.
In the lake, a figure of red battle suit stood tall, as if the center of the world.
A hundred meters apart, facing Yang Jiutian directly, Yang Jiutian could clearly see Chen Zong, and Chen Zong also looked at Yang Jiutian at a glance.
A battle suit, tightly bound with gold-red armor on the upper body, wide legs like a lantern on the bottom of the pants, a short golden cloak of one meter long fluttering with the wind, grinning, there is a round of golden flames on the cloak. Amazing enthusiasm is being emitted.
Yang Jiutian's hands naturally dangled on both sides, each wearing a gold-red metal glove, the gloves seemed to be forged from layers of snake scales, full of amazing streamline, and contained a strong horizontal explosive feeling.
Yang Jiutian's long red hair fluttered in the wind, matching the short cloak behind him, as if a flame was jumping and burning. His eyes and pupils looked closely, not all black, but a layer of red light, which was It belongs to the red light like the sun.
Just by looking at it this way, you can feel a trace of fiery heat, and its temperature seems to be constantly affected.
What a sunny day!
"When you come out, you are going to fight against the King." Yang Jiutian spoke again, his voice showing majestic and domineering, as if the emperor on earth could make a life and death: "Whoever fights with the King, the King will never Keep your hands, if you are afraid, you can give up now. "
After Chen Zong came here, he knew more or less about the other people who carried Zongmen's air. Yang Jiutian of Da Ri Tian Zong is said that he was not a native of the Canglan mainland, but came from an island. Yes, on that island, it was a prince of a dynasty.
In order to pursue the ultimate in martial arts, he decisively gave up the position of prince, but the royal blood of the dynasty and the princehood of the prince for several years, cultivated a different attitude than ordinary people, and combined the essence of dynasty martial arts into the Da Ri Tianzong After Hong Tian's great achievements, between every move, he is more like a prince on earth.
"Wei Zhan Seoul." Chen Zong smiled, really the sword came out of the sheath, and the sharp edge came out. Through a hundred meters, he fell on Yang Jiutian, causing Yang Jiutian's pupils to shrink slightly, his fingers trembling slightly, and his fingers rubbing. A stream of sparks sprang out.
"My King gave you a battle." Yang Jiutian screamed, his arms trembled, and his fingers spread open between his fingers. There was a faint flash of red light behind his cloak, such as the rising sun rising, the bright sun shining, and the extreme The atmosphere is diffused in all directions, and behind it, there seems to be a round of red sun condensing.
The lower surface of the lake gradually collapsed and was illuminated by the red light into a red, as if a flame was burning at the bottom of the lake.
Layers of ripples spread out, water vapor is evaporated, and white mist rises.
I saw Yang Jiutian grabbed his left hand out of thin air, and countless red awns appeared from nothing, and instantly gathered in his hands into a fist-sized red light cluster, like holding the sun in his hand, waving between his hands, the fist-sized red The light group burst into the air to Chen Zong.
Obviously not big, but it has a mighty force that evokes the world, the sound of rumbling rang out in all directions, emitting an astonishing fiery, violently blasted to Chen Zong.
Chen Zong did not shy away, just picking one sword gently, the sword's edge was cut diagonally, turned into a slap-shaped stubble moon, sharply cut open the air, and hit the fist-sized red light.
With a bang, the red light of the size of a fist exploded in an instant. The horrible force hit all directions, and a little red fire shot at Chen Zong like a locust arrow, covering Chen Zong's whole body. The terrible power seemed to Chen Zong will be sieved.
Between the flashes of the sword light, all Mars was defeated, and then, the countless fine sword awns condensed into one, and were shot out of the air.
Yang Jiutian hung a proud smile on the corner of his mouth, grabbed his right hand when it was empty, and directly grabbed the strong horizontal Jianmang that was beheaded. With five fingers, there seemed to be a clicking sound, which made the scalp tingle and the red Jianmang broken .
Chen Zong's figure flashed to the side of Yang Jiutian. Jianguang seemed to be radiating from a distant sky and cut across, as if to cut the sky and the earth apart.
That scarlet red sword light was as fine as silk, without beginning or end.
Yang Jiutian's eyes narrowed for a moment, and the redness inside the pupil became more and more obvious. Between the cloak flying, his right hand was raised like a knife and severely split, as if a real knife was splitting the sky, and a straight red blade was shot down. Directly with Jianmang.
Vaguely, there seemed to be a stir of golden iron and iron symphony.
Suddenly, Yang Jiutian's palm sword changed dozens of times in succession, each time with an overwhelming impact on the force, as if he could break the mountain like a slay to Chen Zong.
With a sword in hand, Chen Zong demonstrated the exquisiteness of the sword. No matter how Yang Jiutian's palm sword changed, he could not break through the defense of that sword, and was resisted. At the same time, Chen Zong occasionally countered by a sword. , So that Yang Jiutian had to return to the palm to change moves to resist.
On the subtleties of martial arts alone, Chen Zong is still above Yang Jiutian.
However, martial arts are not all competitive, and martial arts subtlety is not all, nor is it the only factor that determines the strength of martial arts.
Yang Jiutian also saw that in terms of the subtlety of martial arts, he was indeed inferior to the other side, but he did not take it for granted, because what he was good at was never the subtlety of martial arts.
What I do best is strength.
Overpower people!
Try your best!
No matter how delicate you change, everything, under the absolute power of it, is all nothing.
As for the subtlety of the moves, it is just a kind of adjustment in addition to the pursuit of tyrannical power, or a pursuit of perfecting its own means, and nothing more.
The icing on the cake.
No, it wo n’t have much impact.
All changes disappeared, or they were all in one place. A red glow flashed on the edge of the palm knife, as if a round of intense sun was hiding in it, releasing an amazing blazing and mighty power, and severely cutting to Chen Zong.
This knife does not have any subtle changes in skills, and some of them are just overwhelming and overbearing.
Dignified, let you change everything, I will cut it with one stroke.
Chen Zong's complexion was slightly dignified. This palm knife split, obviously with the true meaning of the sword.
Similar to the true meaning of the sword, the true meaning of the sword is also divided into five small true meanings. One of them is the true meaning of the sword potential, which is similar to the true meaning of the sword potential.
Chen Zong picks a sword, as if tearing the sky, seems to pick the sword light, but crosses with the sword light at an instant, along Yang Jiutian's arm at a faster speed, one sword turns into a thorn, straight Run to the door, first come first.
You break power by force, I break power by speed.
Yang Jiutian's eyebrows frowned slightly, and his right palm knife remained unchanged. He still severely slashed Chen Zong in a grand manner, as if he could split the mountain in an instant, and his left hand flexed his claws and grasped the sword sharply. , The gloves on his hands, but an amazing third-order pseudo-spiral, the top one, in addition to not possessing the power of a real magical weapon, can be no less than a magical weapon, even if it is Inferior artifacts are also difficult to destroy.
Clinker, Chen Zong's sword was dangling, and what was caught was just a sword shadow. The sword body avoided Yang Jiutian's left hand and stabbed Yang Jiutian's heart.
Yang Jiutian snorted, and his left hand changed with it, carrying heavy phantoms in all directions, blocking all the changes of Chen Zong's sword.
In front of him, like home, how can we tolerate others' wanton.
Although Yang Jiutian is best at strength and power, but he is also good at studying skills. Although he is not as good as Chen Zong, his chest is his own territory. One hand is between square inches and faster. Change is more flexible, faintly blocked Chen Zong's sword.
The sword is like a dragon ~ EbookFREE.me ~ but the hand is like a dragon capture, fighting against each other, and Yang Jiutian's right palm knife is still cut to Chen Zong without a pause.
Another dazzling ray of light lit up, really a sharp sword came out of the sheath, pierced the sky, with an astonishing sharpness, pierced the right palm knife of Xiangyang for nine days.
Yang Jiutian's complexion changed slightly, and that sword made him feel a terrible sharpness, as if he could pierce his palm with the same sharpness.
Secret strength, a violent force surging into the palm, the fiery heat emitted more intense, the light became more prominent, the light around the edge of the palm, became extremely tough.
Suddenly, the sharp sword stabbed the palm knife. The terrible sharpness pierced the red light outside the palm knife and tore it into the palm of the hand. The moment it came in contact with the gloves, the terrible force penetrated the gloves and penetrated the sun Within the palm of nine days.
At the same time, the sword that pierced Xiangyang Jiutian's heart was also blocked. Yang Jiutian grabbed his left hand and let the sword twitch for a moment.
This finger contains the amount of violent violence of Yang Jiutian and Hong Tian Da Ri Gong. It can penetrate the Iron Mountain with one finger and directly open the sword body. Its strength is through the sword body and rushes towards Chen Zong like a violent torrent. Arm.