Chapter 35 Sword Emperor Comes East (5)

At the end of the ten thousand cracked sword marks, there seemed to be a huge invisible, colorless and formless sword edge inserted, and the sword energy released was so powerful that it shocked the world.

When Chen Zong stared at it, he felt a prickly pain, as if being stabbed by a cold needle.

The first stage of Youjue Black Pupils was performed, and the faint light immediately filled the eyes, rendering a layer of black light, and the free sword energy and cold atmosphere in the air suddenly became extremely clear.

At a glance, the front is almost filled with astonishingly powerful sword energy and cold air.

That sword energy, with an indescribable sharpness, seemed to be able to tear apart everything in the world, no matter whether it was hard or nothing, nothing could resist its astonishing power.

And that cold breath is very strange, full of astonishing chill and erosive power, it seems to be able to penetrate everything, erode everything, destroy everything, it is chilling.

Seven kilometers!

Chen Zong stopped for a while, stared at it, and felt it carefully.

The terrifying sword qi and the cold aura continued to diffuse from the front, and they were as thick as rivers of water, washing over the body one after another. Their sharpness seemed to tear their body and even their soul apart. The coldness seems to freeze his body and even his soul.

However, Chen Zong's cultivation base is advanced and his physique is strong, so he can completely resist this kind of impact and feel it carefully.

The yin and cold breath carried traces of extremely pure evil spirit, although it was very subtle, it was very condensed and amazing. It was silently sucked into Chen Zong's body, and went straight into the sea of ​​gods, where he was absorbed by Shura's avatar, Chen Xiu. The mystery of the power of the god-level void demons, to improve themselves.

This yin and cold power is not beneficial to the deity, but it is of great benefit to the avatar if it is used well.

The avatar comprehends the remaining yin and cold power of the god-level void demon, and the deity comprehends the remnants of the ten thousand split sword energy left by the strongest sword master in the way of swordsmanship.

The three sword masters at the peak of the ninth level of the Holy Realm withdrew their gazes one after another, and continued to comprehend.

As long as there is no conflict of interest, they generally will not make a move.

A ray of sword energy was caught by Chen Zong, and he twitched it lightly at his fingertips. With his astonishing divine sense, he carefully felt the power contained in this sword energy.

Although the sword energy is subtle, it seems to contain a broken space. In that space, there are cracks appearing one after another, which are very unstable. The cracks are amazing, like cracks in space, and seem to be able to tear everything apart.

Thousands of cracks!

This is the remnant sword energy from a sword that was split by the most powerful swordsman in the Great Sacred Realm, Sword Master Wan Lie, with all his life. His top-level sword intent——Wan Lie Sword Intent.

This Ten Thousand Cracks Sword Intent is the quality of the Ten Thousand Cracks Sword Master's step-by-step excavation from the low-level Sword Intent, constantly improving, until reaching the top level, and fully excavating its power, raising it to the extreme, and even breaking the limit. Terrible.

Chen Zong was also surprised by that trace of sword energy containing an insignificant bit of ten thousand cracking sword intent, which seemed to tear everything apart at the fingertips.

Thousands of cracks!

It seems to be able to tear everything apart. To some extent, it has something in common with the characteristics of the original sword Yuan Gong.

Perhaps, if I comprehend it here, I can use the remaining Ten Thousand Splits Sword Intent and Ten Thousand Splits Sword Qi to perfect the thirtieth level of the Absolute Beginning Sword Yuan Gong, which will greatly increase its power.

Time passed slowly, and from time to time, kendo masters came from the outside world, entered the thousand-cracked sword marks, moved forward step by step, and only stopped when it was difficult to continue, slowly enlightening.

After an hour passed, Chen Zong was still comprehending, and gained a little, but it was only gained, which was relatively superficial.

Immediately, Chen Zong stepped forward again. This step shocked everyone, and the three sword masters who had reached the ninth level of the Holy Realm were also startled.

Where the hell is this son?

He could still move on.

Six thousand meters!

Chen Zong stepped into the 6,000-meter distance, which was equivalent to the distance that a strong swordsman at the ninth level of the Holy Realm could bear and comprehend.

Pausing, Chen Zong continued to enlighten.

The ten thousand cracking sword energy and the evil coldness here are becoming stronger and more astonishing, but the enlightenment effect is also better.

Another hour passed, and Chen Zong also comprehended the mysteries contained in the ten thousand cracking sword energy and the evil coldness here, and turned it into his own, further strengthening the foundation.

Just when Chen Zong was about to move forward, suddenly, an astonishing cold light shot out from the end of the ten thousand cracked sword marks, as if a heavenly sword pierced through the sky, with astonishing speed and unparalleled sharpness, piercing through everything and tearing everything apart.

When the sword came out, there was an astonishing momentum like cutting through the void and opening up the world.

Just in the blink of an eye, it shot out from the deepest part of the ten thousand cracked sword marks, and shot out thousands of meters.

The light in Chen Zong's eyes flashed past, as if the black water rippled through layers of ripples, locking the light that shot out from the end of the sword mark.

It was a sword edge, which was highly condensed by countless Ten Thousand Splits Sword Qi and Ten Thousand Splits Sword Intent, exuding incomparably astonishing aura fluctuations, unparalleled in power.

"It's the ten thousand cracked sword light." The eyes of the three strong swordsmen who had entered the ninth level of the Holy Realm burst into incomparably sharp and fine light. In an instant, all the hidden power burst out, and the terrifying sword intent stirred up all directions, instantly shaking the whole body. The sword energy and the cold torrent that kept coming in were shattered and dispersed.

Ten Thousand Cracked Sword Lights!

This is a kendo treasure that can only be born in the depths of the Wan Lie sword mark. It is formed by the condensing of many Wan Lie sword qi.

If one can obtain this treasure and use it to comprehend the Ten Thousand Cracks Sword Intent and prove one's own swordsmanship, it will be of amazing use, and one may even comprehend the Ten Thousand Cracks Sword Intent from it.

The tyranny of the Ten Thousand Splits Sword Intent has been passed down since ancient times.

However, the probability of the Ten Thousand Cracks Sword Light appearing is very low, sometimes it may not appear once in a few years, and its value is extremely astonishing. Every time it appears, it will trigger many kendo experts to fight for it.

However, there are not many people who can really participate in the competition. After all, the coercion from the Wan Li sword mark has always existed. Without enough strength, it is impossible to get close.

In an instant, the three sword masters at the peak of the Ninth Layer of the Saint Realm erupted with astonishing aura, and quickly approached across a distance of a thousand meters, wanting to snatch that ten thousand-cracked sword glow.

Chen Zong also shot in an instant.

The speed of the Ten Thousand Cracks Sword Light is astonishing, it crosses thousands of meters in an instant, and shoots out, as if it wants to penetrate everything and be invincible.

The left hand was permeated with traces of tyrannical power, grabbing it out of thin air, like a dragon reaching for its claws, directly covering one side of the void, the force was extremely powerful, unparalleled, but exquisite.

If you don't make a move, it's enough. Once you make a move, you will show amazing ability.

The speed of the ten thousand splitting sword light is astonishing, its sharpness is unparalleled, it seems to be able to tear everything apart, invincible and unstoppable, but under Chen Zong's grasp, there is no way to escape.

The five fingers change, and the tyrannical force runs straight through the two fingers, with a silvery brilliance like a god, as light and agile as a consonant finger, mysteriously and mysteriously clamping the Ten Thousand Cracks Sword Light.

Wan Lie Jianmang burst out with astonishing power, and it was about to tear Chen Zong's two fingers to escape. Chen Zong could feel the terrifying power, as if it could tear everything apart, and he was almost able to tear his two fingers apart. Fingers torn.

The power surged out heavily, and in an extremely subtle way, covered this ten thousand split sword light, like a chain of chains, locked it tightly, and could not move at all.

"Stop, kid!"

"Junior let go!"

The three sword masters at the ninth level of the Holy Realm also charged forward one after another. While shouting loudly, they also shot at Chen Zong without hesitation.

Three completely different but extremely terrifying sword lights tore through the void and charged towards Chen Zong.

The tall and mighty black-robed old man's sword was as wide as a palm, and his whole body was pitch black, as heavy as a mountain. He swung his sword out, and the sword seemed to condense the phantom of a black mountain, exuding an incomparably majestic and heavy aura that oppressed it. It made the void under the sword seem to be suppressed and solidified.

The sword of the middle-aged scholar in the green robe was like a willow leaf, and he swung his sword lightly, as if there was no aura of fireworks, just like the returning wind blowing willows, a beautiful picture of green lake water and weeping willows on the embankment emerged faintly , but it contains astonishing sharpness and murderous intent.

And the old woman with a thin body and a hunched back straightened her back in an instant, as straight as a sword, and an astonishing and mysterious aura suddenly shot up from her body, as if it wanted to penetrate the sky, but it was silent. A black and slightly scarlet ray of light shot out from the ghost staff in her hand, piercing into the void very mysteriously, and flashing again in an instant, appearing at Chen Zong's heart.

Silent, secretive and difficult to distinguish, if you don't make a move, it will be fine, if you make a move, it will be a fatal move, without mercy.

In an instant, Chen Zong, who had obtained the ten thousand cracked sword light, faced the siege of three sword masters at the ninth level of the holy realm, and fell into a deadlock.

In the distance, Sword Lord Hanshan saw this scene, and suddenly felt refreshed and relieved, and at the same time surprised, because he recognized the identities of the three strong swordsmen.

Exclamations kept ringing out, and many people also recognized the identities of the three strong swordsmen.

Old Man Heishan, ranked seventeenth in the Shangyuan Heavenly Sword Ranking.

Ghost Shadow Blood Sword, ranked sixteenth on the Shangyuan Tianjian list.

Fuliu Jianzun, ranked fifteenth in the Shangyuan Heavenly Sword Ranking.

All of them are high-ranking kendo masters on the Shangyuan Tianjian list.

Chen Zong never took the initiative to rob other people's possessions, but he did not allow others to rob his own.

Facing the siege of three sword masters in an instant, each sword was merciless, which immediately brought a lot of pressure to himself, but it was only some pressure.

Compared to that Lingtian Sword King, this level of pressure is not enough.

It can be seen that the strength of Sword King Ling Tian alone is stronger than the combination of the three of them.

Of course, Sword King Ling Tian is a peerless arrogance, and although the talents of these three people are good, the smallpox that was detonated back then was only four colors. For very high strength very strong relationship.

After all, the strength of a cultivator has never been determined by one aspect, but by the comprehensive combination of many aspects, and it is incomplete without any aspect.