Chapter 50 The Vertical and Horizontal Sword

"Congratulations to No. 30 for winning ten consecutive victories."

On the Baizhan Building, a loud voice resounded, resounding through the audience and reaching everyone's ears, causing a round of cheers, but the cheers were not strong, because ten consecutive victories in the Baizhan Arena were too common.

"Please tell me your title and name on the 30th." Another voice sounded from the Baizhan Building, and everyone pricked up their ears.

Only when you have won ten consecutive victories can you be qualified to announce your title and name, and let the tens of thousands of people present remember it, it seems to be an honor.

Say your name and title!

There is a name, but as for the title, there is no one now, and it was called Zonghengjianzi before.

"Zonghengjian... Chen Zong!" After three breaths, Chen Zong said his title and name.

Although he was expelled from the Zongheng Jianzong, it was not the Zongheng Jianzong's original intention, but because of the oppression of some circumstances, Chen Zong did not resent, and was grateful to the Zongheng Jianzong's elders and others, and always He thinks he is a disciple of Zongheng Jianzong.

Now that he came to this outer domain, he would gain the reputation of Zongheng Jianzong.

"Zonghengjian, sounds very powerful."

"There is an indescribable overbearing."

"mad!"

Hearing Chen Zong's self-reported title, everyone was surprised.

"Zonghengjian." Mo Sen murmured, and the smile on Gu Zhongyuan's face grew even wider.

After Chen Zong won ten consecutive victories, today's battle ended here.

"Zonghengjian Chen Zong, should he receive a reward of ten consecutive victories, or will he continue to challenge in the future?" asked the person from Baizhan Building.

"Continue to challenge." Chen Zong didn't hesitate for a moment, Chen Zong didn't look down on a mere thousand soul shells, and everyone expected such a choice.

The figure floated up with a light leap, left the battle arena, and landed on an audience seat, Chen Zong was about to continue watching the battle.

Chen Zong's ten-game winning streak was like a stone being thrown into the water with splashes and ripples, and it soon calmed down, and new challenges continued.

"Number 44 won two consecutive victories, and Mo Sen played on the 46th."

"Moson is finally going to play.

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"I don't know how strong he is."

"Sen Luo Dao Mo Sen, he will definitely win 20 consecutive victories."

"Not necessarily, there is also an ancient bell garden."

There was a lot of discussion, and many people became excited, and the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became more enthusiastic.

In the midst of everyone's attention, Mo Sen leaped up and flew across the sky like a bat. At the same time, he stretched out his hand and a long and narrow black knife on the weapon rack turned into a streamer and flew out.

When Mo Sen's feet landed on the battle arena, the long and narrow black knife also flew to Mo Sen's right hand.

The moment the long knife was in his hand, Mo Sen's aura became more and more chilly, sweeping away like an invisible wave, covering the entire Baizhan arena, and also covering No. 44 on the arena.

On the 44th, the original two-game winning streak was just when he was in high spirits. When he was swept away by Mo Sen's breath, he trembled involuntarily. He felt like he had fallen into hell. His momentum was weakened by more than 50%, and his hands and feet were slightly numb. , In this state, the strength cannot be fully displayed at all, and it is very good to be able to display seven achievements.

Gritting his teeth tightly, he forcibly pulled up all his strength, and unleashed the strongest knife to slash at Mo Sen while rushing.

Break the mountain with a knife!

With such a tyrannical knife, Mo Sen remained unmoved, and his expression did not change at all. It was just that when the huge reflection fell, he swung the long and narrow black knife in his hand, and the black light of the knife cut through the sky. Shattered, the black sword glow still remained, and directly slashed on the opponent's body, flying out of the ring, with a knife wound on his chest, blood dripping shockingly.

"I knew it was going to be like this."

"Mosen is too strong."

Chen Zongwei nodded incredulously, he couldn't tell Mo Sen's real combat strength from this knife alone, but he could also see some clues.

Three-star combat power!

Among the many fighters, the three-star combat power is indeed very strong, of course, it cannot be compared with those top geniuses.

But for some reason, Chen Zong always felt that this Mo Sen was very mysterious.

Defeating the opponent with a single blow, Mo Sen won a winning streak, and soon a second person came up to challenge, and was defeated by Mo Sen again.

The challenge of the Baizhan Arena is arranged by the Baizhan Building, so that there will be no situation where no one dares to challenge because the ring master is too strong. It is a waste of time.

Arranged by Baizhanlou to play, no matter what the opponent is, he must either play or admit defeat.

Soon, Mo Sen won five victories in a row. He always used a single knife, but Yin Han's knife had a kind of dominance. Not a good person.

"No. 46, Mori Knife Mosen has won five consecutive victories, and No. 51, Gu Zhongyuan will play."

As the voice fell, as if countless stones were thrown into the lake, countless water splashes were splashed, and ripples were scattered, washing away continuously.

"Gu Zhongyuan is about to play."

"Wonderful."

Mo Sen had won ten consecutive victories before, while Gu Zhongyuan had won twenty consecutive victories. The strength of both of them is extraordinary. Now they are going to compete on the same stage, which has to make people feel excited.

This kind of battle is more attractive than ordinary battles.

It will definitely be more intense.

For the first time, other expressions appeared on Mo Sen's indifferent face. He was slightly surprised, but soon regained his composure.

Gu Zhongyuan held a bronze long stick as thick as an arm in one hand, and a bead chain around his neck in the other. He jumped up to a height of several hundred meters, and then sank like a meteorite, with an astonishing momentum and heavy bombardment. In the battle arena.

With a bang, the Baizhan Arena shook endlessly, Gu Zhongyuan's feet shattered and cracks appeared, which quickly diffused away, filled with gunpowder smoke, making Gu Zhongyuan look as if he had just returned from the killing field, very scary.

"Gu Zhongyuan's title is Meteor Mountain Cudgel. I don't know who is stronger between him and Sen Luodao Mosen?"

"You will know after the battle."

Chen Zong's gaze swept across Gu Zhongyuan's body. The scene just now was indeed very powerful. It is estimated that Gu Zhongyuan's combat power has also reached the level of a three-star.

Perhaps Gu Zhongyuan and Mo Sen are about the same in strength, and it will be a fierce battle.

The two were tens of meters apart, and regarded each other as a strong enemy, a tyrannical aura gushed out of their bodies in an instant, and the whistling sound continued continuously.

The aura on Mo Sen's body was as cold as prison, spreading out, making the people in the surrounding spectator seats feel the chill, as if a gust of cold wind had blown by.

The atmosphere of the ancient bell garden is different from that of Mosen. There is a kind of calmness and a sense of heaviness, and it also implies domineering. It is like a copper and iron mountain, exuding an amazing sense of power. It was as if the body was being suppressed by an invisible mountain, and even breathing became difficult.

"What a terrifying aura!"

The people in the spectator seats are basically at the ordinary level of real martial arts, and some are at the strength level. How can they withstand the impact of such momentum? Fortunately, the distance is quite far. If they are in the arena, they may not even be able to move arrive.

But there are also a small number of warriors who are not affected, and their combat power exceeds the ordinary real martial arts.

"I've wanted to learn about the Senluo Saber for a long time." Gu Zhongyuan chuckled, swiped the copper stick, and there was a strong whistling sound, and an invisible wind came out: "Come on."

"As you wish!" Mo Sen said in a low voice, like a gust of cold wind blowing, and then swung the long and narrow black knife, the black knife light as deep as prison pierced the sky, and killed the ancient bell garden silently.

"It appeared, the amazing sword technique of Sen Luo Dao."

"Good time." Gu Zhongyuan was not surprised, but was overjoyed, his breath was shaken, and the copper rod swept away like a storm, rolling up an astonishing force and blasting out.

A series of black and deep sword lights pierced the air, killing continuously, densely covering the entire Baizhan arena, each sword light seemed to have a spirituality, wandering around erratically, and then went to the ancient bell garden to kill one after another.

"Such an exquisite sword technique." Chen Zong secretly said, a little surprised. With Chen Zong's current martial arts attainments, it is natural to see some clues. This kind of sword technique is even stronger than the original vertical and horizontal sword technique It is much more subtle, and this also shows that Mo Sen's origin is not simple.

"That is……"

"Yousen Mingluo Saber!"

"It's from that family."

The pseudo-transcendents on the Baizhan Tower were startled for a moment, then widened their eyes in astonishment.

"Yousen Mingluo Dao is the inherited martial art of that family, and it is impossible for outsiders to practice it. There is no doubt that this Mosen belongs to that family."

"If Mo Sen is really a member of that family, his combat power should be more than this."

"Don't forget, that family's behavior style."

"Is it sealed, that's right."

While the pseudo-transcendents of the Baizhan Building were chatting, the battle on the Baizhan Arena became more intense.

Faced with Mo Sen's countless black and deep sword slashes, Gu Zhongyuan waved his copper stick to form a bronze circle around his body, like a copper ball, resisting all the slashes, and even though the slashes remained motionless, splashes came out. Countless sparks.

Gu Zhongyuan is very good at defending. After resisting all the sword-mansling attacks, Gu Zhongyuan suddenly jumped up and went straight up to a height of tens of meters. The dancing copper stick paused in an instant, raised it high, and bombarded it fiercely. .

There was an astonishing rumbling sound, rolling like thunder, and the huge phantom of the copper rod sank down like a mountain.

The name of Meteor Mountain Stick is derived from this.

Some warrior titles are given by others and recognized by the public, but some warrior titles are taken by themselves, because some warriors are worried that they don't like the titles given by others.

Like Chen Zong, he didn't think about any title at first, but when asked, and considering Zongheng Jianzong, he simply gave himself Zonghengjian as the title.

The title is a kind of representative, and it is often related to the characteristics of the warrior itself, whether it is his appearance, something he is good at, or his fighting style, etc.

Gu Zhongyuan struck with a stick, like a sky pillar toppled, the power was so violent that the entire arena of battles seemed to be shattered and collapsed.

When Mo Sen raised his head, there seemed to be a black glow in his eyes. When he swung the long knife, countless black and deep knife lights pierced through the air, densely packed like a torrential rain, like a long river rushing like a sea.

Under the shadow of a stick like a mountain, one after another the sword lights shattered, but more sword lights came, extremely fierce.

At some point, Mo Sen who was on the Baizhan Arena suddenly disappeared, and in the next breath, he appeared in front of Gu Zhongyuan across the shadow of a mountain of sticks, and slashed out from left to right as if sweeping thousands of troops.