Chapter 28 Real 5 Swords (2)

Martial Arts Realm!

There is nothingness all around, filled with indescribable mystery.

Chen Zong stood among them, with the Diyin sword in its sheath, and the Tianyang sword in his right hand, with the sword body hanging down naturally.

Close your eyes and think.

The mysteries pervading the territory of Yanwu will allow people to concentrate better, clear their minds, increase their comprehension, and make difficult problems that were difficult to comprehend before become easier.

The reason why he spent 3,000 sect merits to come to this Yanwu territory to study and understand is that Chen Zong believes that this move still has a deep potential to be tapped.

Perhaps, it is okay to learn slowly, but the time is limited. Since there is a holy place for cultivation like the Martial Arts Realm, and I happen to have meritorious deeds that can be used, if I don't grasp it, it will always be a pity.

Holding the new Tianyang Sword, Chen Zong swung it suddenly.

The true meaning of sword power!

The true meaning of sword speed!

The true meaning of the blade!

The true meaning of sword sharpness!

The true meaning of the sword!

The five small true intentions were poured into the Tianyang Sword in an instant, but the nothingness sword power was not used.

The jade-white sword light seemed to split the martial arts realm, leaving behind a sword mark emitting a hazy halo, which slowly dissipated after a while.

Sword again!

Sword out for the third time!

Chen Zong drew out his sword time and time again, and streaks of jade-white sword light spread across the surrounding area, as if cutting the space of the Martial Arts Realm into pieces.

Withdrawing the sword suddenly, the jade-white sword light all around dissipated one after another.

Closing his eyes again, countless thoughts flashed in Chen Zong's mind, and the martial arts environment around him was constantly changing, as if fluctuating with Chen Zong's thoughts.

"The true meaning of the sword is composed of five small true meanings, each of which represents a characteristic of the sword."

"Cangyu's move combines five small true intentions, each of which is in balance."

"if,

Focus on one of the little truths, and let the other four little truths become auxiliary? "

Sudden thoughts came surging like a sea tide, continuous and continuous, making it impossible for Chen Zong to stop this kind of thought.

For Cangyu's move, Chen Zong first constantly studied and realized it, and at the last moment, he broke through and completed it under the pressure of a powerful enemy. After that, he perfected it and couldn't easily modify it.

But at this moment, the flash of inspiration emerged like a tsunami, and the constant impact made Chen Zong unable to control himself.

An impulsive drive from the heart and from the depths of the soul made Chen Zong unable to bear it.

Modify Cangyu!

Focusing on one of the small true meanings and making the other four small true meanings a secondary one will undoubtedly break the balance between the small true meanings.

But Chen Zong still wanted to do it without hesitation.

This is the pursuit of one's own way.

With a firm heart, Chen Zong exhaled a breath, and opened his eyes in an instant, and a flash of light swept past like the edge of a sword, as if cutting the front.

Out of the sword!

The Tianyang sword was cut forward, and the true meaning of the sword's edge penetrated into it was twice as strong as other small true meanings.

Before the jade-white sword light broke through the air, it suddenly trembled and collapsed. Chen Zong's arms also trembled, and his face turned pale, feeling as if his head had been slashed by a sword.

After a short rest, Chen Zong adjusted again and drew his sword.

To break the balance between the five small truths, it is necessary to find another balance point among them, so as to ensure that it will not collapse.

Tried again and again, failed again and again, and was backlashed again and again, but Chen Zong never gave up.

After failing more than ten times in a row, Chen Zong's face was frighteningly pale, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, which was a smile full of confidence.

Get ready!

Swing the sword!

Sword cut!

The jade-white sword light pierced through the air, as if a sword directly split the martial arts realm, splitting it in two.

This sword light is different from before. The original sword light was a circle with the thickness of a finger, but now this sword light seems to be squashed and becomes thinner, like a sword edge.

Focusing on the true meaning of the sword edge, supplemented by the small true meaning of the four sword true meanings, a new beryl is displayed.

There is no suitable target to verify, but Chen Zong is very clear that this sword of Cangyu is stronger in cutting than the original Cangyu.

...

The light of the knife fell like a waterfall from the sky, with a mighty momentum, destroying the sky and the earth.

When Chen Zong raised his head, he swung his sword upwards, and the sword light pierced through the sun and the moon like an aurora, tearing apart the sword light of the waterfall.

The clanging of knives and swords, countless sounds stirred up all directions, covering a radius of several kilometers.

The two figures staggered past among the countless shadows of swords, lights and swords, and then drifted down separately.

"Junior brother, you are stronger." Yu Zhengxiao put the knife back into its sheath, with a bit of emotion in his tone.

Before, Chen Zong and himself were on equal footing in strength, but now, they have surpassed themselves.

Chen Zong was not humble either. Since his cultivation reached the late nine-star stage, his combat power had reached the second level, surpassing Yu Zhengxiao. Now, his cultivation has reached nine-star At the peak of the level, coupled with the progress of swordsmanship, even if the combat power has not reached the third level, it is still very strong in the second level.

Naturally, Yu Zhengxiao's strength didn't stand still, but he still didn't really break through to the second extreme, but was just infinitely close.

"In three months, it will be the Zongmen Grand Competition. Judging from your progress, Junior Brother, you should be able to get a good ranking in the Zongmen Grand Competition." Yu Zhengxiao said again: "There is great hope Enter the top three and compete for the first place."

"First, is it difficult?" Chen Zong asked back.

My current strength is already the strongest below the secret disciples of Cangyu Mountain. The situation of other mountains is not much different from that of Cangyu Mountain, so according to my own strength, it should not be difficult to win the top three.

But for the first place, it is estimated that there will be a lot of competition, but, judging from his entry, when the Zongmen Grand Competition starts, his strength should be able to reach the third extreme.

Can the strength of the third pole not win the first place?

"The Seven Mountains of Taiyuan, the Zhenyuan Mountain, which has always been the suzerain's lineage, is the strongest, but compared to the other six mountains in the past, it was also limited. But this time, Fang Xingchen, the disciple of the Zhenyuan Mountain suzerain and the first core disciple, broke through. Its strength reached the third extreme three months ago." Yu Zhengxiao said solemnly: "With the resources of Zhenyuan Mountain and another half a year of hard work, Fang Xingchen's strength will be even stronger. I heard that Fang Xingchen once said , after winning the first place in the core of the Zongmen Grand Competition, you will embark on the road of an invincible grandmaster."

Hearing this, Chen Zong's face flashed a little dignified.

The third pole!

On Chaotian Island, there are very few masters at the nine-star limit, and it is rare to see them in decades or even a hundred years. As for the first to third extremes beyond the nine-star level, it is even more impossible.

But in the Canglan Continent, the territory is more vast, the cultivation environment is better, the cultivation resources are more abundant, there are more talents, the inheritance is more advanced, and all kinds of things make the warriors here stronger.

But the third pole is already the limit that the pseudo-transcendent realm can achieve.

The invincible grandmaster is the strongest among the third poles, unrivaled among his generation.

Most warriors, after reaching the third level, will choose to embark on the road of invincible masters, challenge other third level masters, and defeat them one by one.

"Fang Xingchen!" Chen Zong couldn't help repeating the name in a low voice, perhaps, this person would be his strongest opponent in the Zongmen Grand Competition.

"In addition to Fang Xingchen, Zhenyuanshan's second core disciple, Xu Hongyan, also has second-level strength." Yu Zhengxiao said again.

Chen Zong was very surprised. This town of Yuanshan is indeed the strongest branch among the seven mountains of Taiyuan.

After all, before I came, Cangyu Mountain's number one core disciple was Yu Zhengxiao, whose strength was not yet at the second level. Judging from the current situation, Yu Zhengxiao's strength was at most raised to the second level.

Discussions and conversations allowed Chen Zong to have a better understanding of his future opponents.

Chen Zong used all the 6,000 points of meritorious deeds in the Martial Arts Realm, constantly comprehending the Cangyu Sword.

So, lack of merit again.

Going directly to the Hall of Wanzhi, Chen Zong checked the missions, and then chose three single-player missions, chasing the murderer Li Qiusheng, heart-eater Wang Yi, and corpse-dividing knife Yang San.

Each of the three pursuit missions can get 1,000 meritorious service. Compared with other single-player missions, this meritorious reward is very high.

Of course, the meritorious service of the reward is so high, it is also because the three people who are wanted and killed are all very powerful and notorious, and the general masters are not their opponents at all.

The master-level master who once had the most extreme strength died at their hands.

After receiving the task, Chen Zong immediately left Taiyuan Mountain.

...

Xinwu City is a low level in Taiyuan Continent, and it is difficult to see superhumans in normal times.

In a restaurant, a strong man was sitting alone. He had a beard and a bronze complexion. He looked very rough. He was wearing a gray sleeveless animal skin military uniform. His exposed arms were extremely thick, just like ordinary people. His waist is thick and thin, his muscles are bulging, and he is not full of scars, which is shocking.

The elbows in front of the big man were full of meat, braised in soy sauce, grilled, smoked, and stewed. There was also a large jar of wine, which probably weighed ten catties.

He ate meat and drank heavily, and the wine dripped down his beard, exuding a strong aroma of wine.

This way of eating makes people look at it, and it often makes people feel that the food is delicious and very appetizing, but the faces of other people in the restaurant are all pale, their eyes are terrified, and they shrink their bodies as much as possible, lest they be stared at. same as above.

What is it that makes them so afraid?

It was the evil spirit permeating the man who was eating and drinking as if it was about to turn into reality.

It was a huge butcher's knife with a bloodstained blade on the table full of mouth-watering delicious food and drink.

It was the same two corpses who were about to escape but were beheaded and fell down at the entrance of the restaurant, the ground was stained red with blood, still staring at their terrified eyes.

Both are.

For fear of being killed, no one dared to leave here.

The shopkeeper and the waiter had long been hiding under the counter and shivering.

In the entire restaurant, there were only the sounds of the big man chewing meat and gulping wine.

"Rentu, I know you are here, get out and die." A stern voice suddenly sounded outside.

The big man was unmoved, and continued to eat meat and drink to himself.

"Since you don't come out, I will reluctantly send you on your way."

As the voice fell, a figure flashed and appeared in the restaurant.

It was a young man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes. He was dressed in a white robe and had a long sword on his waist. Unsheathed, stabbed out through the air, like a shooting star.