Chapter 14 Black Sword

The speed of riding the wind and treading water is not slow, so that Chen Zong can use the cultivation level of practicing the first transformation of the Jinjing realm to show the speed of performing the lower-level body technique of the ordinary practiced the second transformation of the Jinjingjing realm, but it is similar to the third transformation of the Jinjingjing realm. However, there is still a small difference.

Gradually, the four figures of Ma Xifeng turned into small black spots in front of Chen Zong's eyes and disappeared. Chen Zong didn't want to catch up, but his speed was limited, which was also the restraint of his cultivation.

"Be sure to exchange for a more advanced exercise as soon as possible." Chen Zong secretly said.

Higher-level exercises will not only speed up the cultivation speed, but also recover the inner strength faster, and the inner strength will be stronger and purer. It will be less difficult to break through the bottleneck. All in all, an advanced exercise law, many benefits.

Of course, the more advanced the exercises are, the more difficult it is to comprehend, and the more difficult it is to practice. Only by practicing, can there be various benefits. Not all martial artists are suitable for practicing advanced exercises.

The Black Sword Village is located on an unnamed hill in the Fulong Mountain. The mountain is about 600 meters high. Because of the relationship between the Black Sword Village, it is named Heidao Mountain. Its appearance also looks like a black rough blade.

When Chen Zong arrived, he saw the corpses all over the place, all of them were sword wounds. They should all be rogues from the Black Swords Village. They were killed by four people from Ma Xifeng.

"Quick." Chen Zong hurriedly rushed to the Black Sword Mountain. If the Black Sword Village was taken away in one pot, then he would not even get a point of swordsmanship, and it was a waste of time.

When he had just reached the halfway up the mountain, a black figure rushed down from the mountain in front of him.

Chen Zong's extraordinary eyesight immediately saw clearly.

It was a thin middle-aged man with dark skin and a short black robe. His face was slightly pale, and he was holding a black machete in his right hand.

"Black knife!" Chen Zong's eyes shone brightly.

According to the description of the mission, this person, Shiyou** is the Black Swordsman, the owner of the Black Swords Village, and the most important target of this mission.

"Could it be that Hei Dao lost to the four of Ma Xifeng and took the opportunity to escape?" The thought flashed by, and Chen Zong's guess was accurate.

Relying on their strength, the four of Ma Xifeng went all the way up and entered the Black Sword Village. The village master, Heidao, the two deputy village masters, and the Eight King Kong naturally attacked them, but the disciples of the True Sword Academy were really strong. Very strong, especially Zhou Hai and Ma Xifeng, who are on the Iron Sword list, are even more amazing.

As soon as they came into contact, the deputy village owner was killed by one person.

Four of the Eight Kings were also killed. Seeing that the situation was not right, the black knife rushed out recklessly, and was hit by Ma Xifeng's sword in the back, avoiding the key point, but he was not lightly injured.

Fortunately, when he rushed out, he also activated the organs in the village, and he was able to hold the four people for a while and buy himself time to escape.

"There's actually another one!" Hei Dao also saw Chen Zong who was going up the mountain. First, he was shocked, and then his face was ruthless. In any case, he had to rush down the mountain to escape, otherwise there was only one way to die.

"die!"

The black knife raised the weird black machete in his hand, his inner strength surged, and he slashed out fiercely. The speed was extremely fast, as if it had crossed a black crescent moon, which immediately brought great pressure to Chen Zong.

The footsteps flickered, all directions and four poles, avoiding the black knife slash.

"Haha, it turned out that it was just a mere turn of the strength, so I'll die!" When Chen Zong performed the four-pole step, his inner strength was running, and he naturally exuded a trace of breath fluctuations. He was immediately felt by the battle-hardened black knife. Arrived, full of sneer, murderous.

The four disciples of the True Sword Academy who had practiced the third rank of Jingjing Realm came to kill him. He was not an opponent, so he could only admit his failure and run away. He even came to a mere rank of Jijingjie, clearly not putting himself on the line. eyes.

But Hei Dao also worried about the other four disciples of the True Sword Academy, and wanted to make a quick decision.

"Black Knife Eight Slashes!"

The black machete erupted with an astonishing black blade light, and instantly slashed towards Chen Zong. In the blink of an eye, there were eight slashes, killing them from all directions and angles.

This move, but the ultimate trick of the Black Sabre, immediately cut off the way of Fang Fang's evasion, and could only resist.

Hei Dao has spotted Chen Zongcai's cultivation of the first level of strength, and is unwilling to entangle, for fear of being caught up by the other four. He also believes that just relying on Chen Zong's cultivation of the level of strength, he can't stop himself from this trick. .

It is true that Chen Zong will not fight hard, and it is difficult to dodge for a while, but it does not mean that he is helpless.

Having cultivated the wind-cutting swordsmanship to the thirteenth move, he has already fully grasped the mystery of the wind-cutting swordsmanship.

Truncate!

Intercepting the wind is only a superficial form, and intercepting the opponent's attack is the inner secret.

Of course, not every kind of attack can be cut off, everything has a limit, too many attacks beyond one's own strength are powerless to shake.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Zong stabbed ten swords at the same place with his heart, his eyes and his hands. These ten swords are the first to tenth swords of the wind-cutting swordsmanship. They seem to be orderly and regular. 's flavor.

Under the ten swords, the connection between the two black sword lights was immediately broken. Chen Zong stepped forward and passed through the gap like a gust of wind. He was unharmed. Snow rips through the air like frost, and there are water waves rippling away.

"The Thirteen Strikes of Intercepting the Wind!"

As soon as he made a shot, it was the ultimate move of the wind-cutting swordsmanship, the most powerful move. Thirteen sword lights pierced the air and made a sharp sound.

The Black Sabre Eight Slashes are powerful, and the Black Sabre feels that it is a sure thing to kill the opponent. Unexpectedly, the opponent not only managed to escape but also escaped unscathed, and displayed a terrifying swordsmanship. The whole body is covered with a feeling of being covered, and the whole body is cold.

"Don't even think about it!" With a loud roar, the black knife waved, and the black knife light was airtight and protected the whole body.

Under the full force of the shot, the sword wound on his back was affected, and the pain was endless, but the black knife's expression remained unchanged. This kind of injury was completely tolerable for him who had experienced hundreds of battles.

However, after the thirteen sharp sword lights flickered, they disappeared. It turned out to be a false move.

When the black sword reacted, the black sword light was about to gather together and beheaded with all his strength, a strong sense of crisis emerged spontaneously, and there was no way to hesitate, and the black sword immediately retreated.

A flash of sword light suddenly appeared and bloomed in front of him. It was a sword stabbed by Chen Zong, and it was the first trick of Feng Yin Silent Sword.

If it was replaced by a second turn of the practice force, he would have already died under this sword.

"Chase!"

"You mustn't let him escape!"

"He is the key to this mission."

The voices of Zhou Hai and others followed, getting closer and closer.

As soon as Hei Dao heard it, he knew that the four disciples of the True Sword Academy were approaching.

"Get out of here, or I'll kill you." Hei Dao threatened Chen Zong with a loud voice. Chen Zong's answer was to use his sword. Frost-like sword light spread all around, stabbing all the people, and every sword gave Black Dao a way out. Truncated feeling.

"Death to me!" Hei Dao was furious and directly displayed his ultimate move.

The inner strength was surging, and the black sword light soared in an instant, turning into a large black sword that was more than one meter long.

"So strong!" Chen Zong's expression changed slightly, this knife completely made himself feel the danger of death.

However, this knife was extremely fast, and it brought a terrible knife pressure. Before the light of the knife came, the knife pressure made Chen Zong suffocate. The whole person seemed to be split in two under the terrible knife pressure. Half, and then crushed, the whole body is very depressed, the air seems to be condensed into rocks.

Such a knife, even the other third-turn practitioners of the power level would not dare to say that they can resist.

Under the pressure of life and death, Zhengyuan Jin was operating at an astonishing speed, surpassing the past. All kinds of mysteries emerged in his mind, and it was all kinds of insights that suddenly opened up.

The pure yang qi and blood surged, and the power of physique oscillated, and immediately, the power of pure yang qi, blood and physique mixed with all the internal energy to burst out.

"Flashing Thunder Killing Sword!"

Following the comprehension in the dark, Chen Zong swung out a sword. This sword was extremely powerful, like a thunder that ripped apart the sky, smashing all obstacles.

Under the lightning of Mingyao, the black sword light stopped immediately as soon as it touched, and time seemed to freeze, as if a long time had passed, and it seemed like it was just a moment, the black sword light shattered, and the lightning sword light also shattered.

The black sword kept going backwards, and Chen Zong couldn't stop his footsteps, but he saw that while Chen Zong was going backwards, his footsteps were staggered, and he performed the four-pole step in all directions, crisscrossing it vertically and horizontally. Stab at the black knife.

There was no evasion, but when he barely raised his machete to resist, he was a step behind, and Chen Zong's sword directly penetrated his heart and passed through his heart.

"You too!" Hei Dao was stunned at first, his face full of incredulity, it was hard to imagine that he would be killed by a martial artist who practiced the first turn of strength, but the vitality of a martial artist who practiced the third turn of strength was so powerful, even if his heart was stabbed Wearing, it will not be killed instantly, before dying, the black knife fiercely beheads Chen Zong, and the final brilliance erupts.

Chen Zong immediately drew his sword back, and at the same time waved his sword to defend, the whole person flew out, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, already suffering internal injuries.

Just when it was in danger, it broke out, and he used the Lightning Lightning Killing Sword, which almost exhausted his inner strength. Then he used the Bafang Siji step to stab out that sword. The inner strength was completely exhausted. .

However, the self-healing ability was greatly enhanced under the body without leakage, and Chen Zong also quickly took out the Huijin Pill that he exchanged when he took it.

The black knife fell to the ground and died, Chen Zong immediately put away his black machete, and quickly searched from his arms to find a stack of money tickets, a cheat book and a bottle of pills, which did not need to be turned in. It is a trophy belonging to Chen Zong.

However, when Chen Zong searched out the spoils, Ma Xifeng and the others were about to arrive, and they just saw this scene.

"Stop!" Zhou Hai immediately shouted: "Chen Zong, those things are not for you."

Chen Zong just glanced at the other party lightly, and took the spoils into his arms.

Before the four Ma Xifeng made it clear that they would not allow themselves to get the reward of the task, it was only natural that they would kill the black knife and get the trophy by themselves.

This is Chen Zong's principle of doing things, it is impossible to stick a hot face on someone else's cold ass.