Chapter 47 The Strong Are Always Strong (3)

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A mysterious sword!

Weird sword!

Like a shadow attacking and killing, there is no sound, and the sword is extremely weird.

The corners of Zhu Qing's mouth curled up in a slightly exaggerated arc, and his expression became more and more strange.

This is a sword that must kill, for Zhu Qing, but not for Chen Zong.

At some point, Chen Zong's sword came out of its sheath, turned into a breeze, and swung out with a slight sound.

The moment Chen Zong's sword collided with Zhu Qing's, the breeze directly turned into a roaring hurricane.

Caught off guard!

Zhu Qing only felt that at that moment, he seemed to be torn to pieces by the hurricane.

However, Zhu Qing was very successful in Jiecheng, the first town, and ranked in the top ten of the sub-god list. His ability was not just blown out, but actually achieved.

In an instant, his body spread out as if turning into a black shadow, as if smashed by a hurricane sword.

But a strong sense of crisis permeates, directly impacting.

Compared with the Three Absolute Swords, Zhu Qing's strength is obviously much stronger, and he can already bring a real threat to Chen Zong.

Dissipated broken shadows filled the surroundings in an instant, and an undetectable sword shadow stabbed out from Chen Zong's back quietly.

Danger!

This sword, Chen Zong may be hit by that sword, and the consequences of being hit are either serious injuries or failure and elimination.

This battle can be called a high-quality battle, better than the previous few battles, and it will naturally attract everyone's attention.

At the beginning of the fight, it didn't look fierce, but it was very dangerous.

"It's time to decide the winner." The young commander of the Tianxing Army suddenly laughed.

"Who will win?" Wang Jun asked in a daze, he couldn't tell.

"Just look at it and you'll know.

"A female sergeant of the Heavenly Punishment Army said coldly.

This sword is about to succeed.

On Zhu Qing's face, the smile became more and more strange, and his eyes even shone with an astonishingly cold light, full of murderous intent.

This is the real killer sword.

Chen Zong's body was pierced instantly, but Zhu Qing was startled by the sly smile on his face, his pupils dilated.

Not good!

That sword didn't really penetrate the opponent's body, it was just an afterimage.

"No wind!"

Chen Zong's voice seemed to resound all around, very soft, very low, like the whisper of the wind, the whisper of the wind.

A sword kills, kills, breeze, breeze, strong wind, strong wind, hurricane.

All the breath of the wind was aroused, raging in all directions, emitting amazing power, rioting endlessly, as if to destroy everything.

Zhu Qing only felt that his body was enveloped in the endless breath of wind, as if being swallowed.

But in the next breath, all the winds paused one after another, and at the same time, they paused in a tacit understanding.

stopped!

The astonishing breath of wind seemed to disappear without a trace in an instant, as if it had been sucked dry in an instant, and the surrounding air seemed to be stripped away, turning into a vacuum.

A sword light instantly stabbed out.

With a single glance, one can see the trajectory of that sword light clearly, clearly and clearly, without the slightest surprise.

But at the same time, everyone felt that the sword light could not be avoided.

It looks slow, but it is actually very fast.

No wind!

The profound meaning of the sword of Feng Dao is the profound meaning that Chen Zong has realized.

This sword fully accommodates all the breath of wind and the power of wind, turning it into a sword, and the surrounding wind is drained, so there is no wind.

A sword without wind!

There is no wind in one sword!

kill!

Zhu Qing found that in an instant, his body seemed to be bound by a vacuum, unable to move an inch, and could only accept the sword head-on.

break out!

A mass of pitch-black sword light exploded in an instant, and the endless black sword light rolled and oscillated, as if it was about to turn everything around it into powder, it was extremely terrifying.

The last outbreak, the last fight.

Either win or lose.

Zhu Qing didn't want to fail.

However, Chen Zong's sword, as if ignoring all the black sword light of the other party, directly penetrated through, pierced directly towards Zhu Qing, and pierced through it with one sword.

"You..." Zhu Qing was penetrated, and the terrifying power of the wind exploded in his body instantly, and the impact went away. Before he could finish his words, he was immediately torn apart and turned into powder.

In the next breath, Zhu Qing appeared outside the East Court Sword Garden, gasping for air, his face pale.

The feeling at that moment just now was very terrifying, as if it was really torn apart by the opponent's sword, it was terrifying, and I didn't want to bear it again.

"What a strong sword."

"It's really no small thing to have mastered the profound meaning of the sword of Fengdao."

"Interesting, besides us, there are actually people who can master the profound meaning of the sword of wind, and they don't belong to any galaxy-level forces." Some disciples of Fenglingmen were secretly surprised.

Comprehending the fivefold sword technique and mastering the profound meaning are two levels.

It is difficult for most people to comprehend and master the esoteric truth within a limited time, but those who can do it are undoubtedly very good. Among the people in the sword garden, they belong to the relatively top group, a small number batch.

Chen Zong won another game, and got another chance to comprehend.

Without hesitation, Chen Zong chose the Golden Sword Stele.

The reason why Chen Zongyou chose the Golden Sword Monument was because he had practiced the Golden Star Sword.

As for myself, I have cultivated the Jin Yao Guan Xing Sword to the extreme, mastered the profound meaning of the extreme realm, and it would be a waste if I didn't comprehend the Golden Sword Stele.

The world inside the Golden Sword Monument is filled with extremely sharp aura, and wisps of golden light are shining and wandering in all directions.

Whether it is the nearby vegetation or the mountains in the distance, they are all golden in color, exuding an astonishingly sharp aura, even the flowing water of the long river is also golden, exuding an astonishingly sharp aura, as if they could Cut and tear everything, invincible and indestructible.

The sword of the golden way is hidden in the vegetation, mountains, and long rivers.

With super comprehension and an extremely solid foundation of the sword, Chen Zong quickly comprehended the first level of the sword of the golden way. If there is the first level, he will use the first level as the foundation, and immediately comprehend the second level, The third and even the fourth and fifth.

While Chen Zong comprehended the sword of the golden way, the challenge continued.

This time, it was the disciples of the Wind Spirit Sect.

"One Yuan Sect, which one is here to play?" The Fenglingmen disciple said with a light smile, no matter in his expression or tone, he was very leisurely, as if he was not initiating a challenge, but inviting him to recite poems and make a countermeasure.

But the other party's relaxed and leisurely tone contained a trace of contempt, contempt for monism.

There is no doubt that the disciples of the Fenglingmen who can enter the Sword Garden are amazing.

However, monism is not vegetarian.

Those who couldn't get in were eliminated, and those who got in, of course, had real skills.

"Since you want to be defeated, I will fulfill you." Xie Fengjian stood up directly, with a very sharp tone.

The martial art practiced by Feng Lingmen is mainly based on wind, supplemented by others, and as auxiliary, it is a category that can complement wind.

Naturally, the first choice for the disciples of the Wind Spirit Sect to comprehend is the Sword of Wind Stele and the Sword of Wind Dao.

Coincidentally, the swordsmanship of the Xiefeng Sword is also closely related to the wind, and the first choice for comprehension is the Wind Sword Monument, mastering the Wind Dao Sword.

war!

Needless to say, both sides drew their swords together.

The wind roared, the wind howled.

The two swords rolled up the breath of the wind and rushed towards each other. This was a duel of wind.

Whether it is a disciple of Fenglingmen or Xiefengjian, the sword of Fengdao mastered has reached the fifth level, and each is different.

In short, mastering the fifth layer can still be divided into several levels.

For example, if you master it initially, you will fight with the normal and standardized Feng Dao sword, which is quite satisfactory.

On a deeper level, it is to incorporate his own style, making the sword technique more elusive.

At a deeper level, the sword technique becomes his own, which completely fits with him. Every time he strikes, he can exert his own power to the extreme, and even surpass the limit.

The deepest level, of course, is the level beyond the fifth level. Mastering the profound meaning is the ultimate move and the ultimate move.

For example, Chen Zong used the Wufeng sword before. It is said that there is no wind, but it actually condenses all the wind into one, one strand or even one point.

Aggregation and compression are exactly what Chen Zong is good at.

This disciple of Fenglingmen's Fengdao sword is light and fast, each sword seems to be weightless, extremely light and fast, the swords are continuous, like gusts of wind blowing out continuously. of.

The entire platform was enveloped by the light and fast sword shadow.

But the sword of the Xiefeng Sword is different. Not only is it fast, but it is not light at all, but sharp. It exerts the cutting force of the wind, as if it can cut and tear everything, which is very terrifying.

The battle between the two can be regarded as evenly matched.

Fight, fight, fight!

The disciples of the Fenglingmen all watched, and so did the others who hadn't comprehended it.

"If this is your sword technique, then you should obediently leave the sword garden." Suddenly, the disciple of Fenglingmen said, the sword technique suddenly changed, and he swung a terrifying sword in an instant.

boom!

This sword swept out like a roar of a destructive hurricane, like a sword after the fifth layer was boosted, and its power became more and more tyrannical.

Storm Sword!

This is exactly the esoteric meaning that this person initially comprehended from the fifth level of the Wind Dao Sword.

It was only realized after the battle with Xiefengjian, and it was initially mastered, but it also showed amazing power.

"Profound truth?" Xiefengjian's eyes narrowed slightly, showing an indescribable coldness. Immediately, his body stepped back slightly, his legs bent, and he held the hilt with both hands. The tip of the sword pointed obliquely forward, and the hilt was aligned The forehead is flush.

kill!

A sword slashed backwards, swung a round like a crescent moon, and the cyan light of the sword revealed incomparably sharpness, as if it had been pushed to the extreme, swung from front to bottom and then from bottom to top, and slashed out.

The profound meaning of the sword of wind way: split wind!

A sword, tearing the wind apart, an extremely sharp sword, with terrifying power, is more proficient in using it than the disciples of the Fengling Sect.

The collision between the profound meaning and the profound meaning, in an instant, the storm paused slightly, and was immediately torn and cut open by the sword of tearing the wind.

Two points for one sword!

Slanting Wind Sword kicked his feet, and the wind blew behind him, causing his body to move forward at a high speed, and the sword shot out across the air.

Before he could react in time, the disciple of Fenglingmen was cut across the neck with a sword.

Beheading with a sword, his figure turned into light spots and shattered in an instant, quickly dissipating into nothingness.