Chapter 30 Real 5 Swords (4)

Cut off Rentu's head with a sword, and then took his mustard seed bag, Chen Zong turned around and walked briskly, and walked away under the horrified eyes of everyone, like a frightened bird.

who is he?

...

Under Xinming Mountain.

There were more than a dozen corpses lying in disorder, each corpse was facing the sky, its pale face was distorted, and its eyes were full of horror and despair.

Every corpse had the same wound, a hollow in the chest from which the heart had been dug out.

A dark blue streamer came quickly from a distance, and landed next to a dozen corpses, it was Chen Zong.

After carefully looking at it for a few times, Chen Zong looked around again, and started to move forward again, like a wisp of blue smoke.

On the mountain trail, a short, dark-skinned, fat man was gnawing on a steaming heart that was still beating while walking cheerfully.

"The taste is not as good as last time, and the strength is too weak."

Humpty Humpty said while gnawing on it with disgust.

"Heart eater."

The sound came like a gust of wind and reached the ears of Humpty Humpty. Humpty Humpty looked back immediately, and his small eyes shone with a fierce ghostly light, which could make ordinary warriors feel heartbroken at a glance.

The moment he saw Chen Zong, Heart Eater's vicious little eyes burst into surprise, and he threw away the heart in his hand without hesitation, and regardless of the blood and foam at the corner of his mouth, he opened his big mouth to reveal his sharp teeth.

"I can feel the exuberant energy and blood on your body, and the nourished heart must be extremely delicious." The heart eater's scarlet tongue licked the sharp teeth, his small eyes narrowed and gleamed greedily, and immediately, short and fat With a flash of his figure, he rushed forward with incomparable flexibility, and appeared in front of Chen Zong in an instant.

The five fingers of the right hand stretched out varicosely, like the nails made of black metal, which were extremely sharp. After a distance, Chen Zong felt like being pierced. As the heart-eater's sharp claws pierced the air and killed him, his heart trembled unconsciously. , as if contained by an invisible mysterious force.

But Chen Zong ignored the sharp claws piercing towards his heart, turned around instantly, and drew his long sword out of its sheath.

The crimson sword light is like the sun across the sky, illuminating one side of the world.

The sharp sound of gold and iron chirping sounded,

Countless sparks splashed away, and a powerful anti-shock force impacted, and a figure quickly retreated.

It turned out that the one that rushed towards Chen Zong's heart was just a phantom, and the real body had already appeared strangely behind Chen Zong's back to strike, but was caught by Chen Zong's awareness, and resisted the repulsion with a sword.

"Something." Heart Eater's laughter became sharper, faster and more erratic, dissipating and condensing like a cloud of smoke, unpredictable and difficult to distinguish between true and false.

Weird and sharp laughter came from all around, like the sound of a magic piercing through the brain, constantly bombarding, but Chen Zong's expression did not change a bit.

With a sword in hand, all attacks from all directions were blocked.

"Heart Eater!"

Repeated attacks were helpless, Heart Eater unleashed the strongest move, the moment Chen Zong swung his claws, Chen Zong's heart jumped uncontrollably, and then stopped, as if being suppressed by an invisible mountain, his blood was also affected by it. Pause, the whole body is instantly weak, and it is extremely uncomfortable.

Immediately afterwards, as if being tightly grasped by an invisible hand, it shrank suddenly, and moved forward, as if it was about to separate from the chest and body, and it would also lose the strength of the whole body.

Chen Zong could see the ferocious smile on Heart Eater's ugly face.

The sword light flashed, dazzling and piercing across the sky.

In the end, there is a touch of jade white, which remains in the eyes of the heart eater, which is the last scenery.

Cut off his head with a sword.

The heart-eating move is indeed amazing. If it is a martial artist with the highest strength, it will be difficult to resist, and it will be killed in all likelihood, unless it is a master of Yu Zhengxiao's level, but even if Yu Zhengxiao comes, Faced with this trick, it's not easy.

However, Chen Zong's strength has already reached the second extreme, and he is still at a relatively strong level in the second extreme. Although he has been affected to some extent, he can still get rid of the counterattack.

If it wasn't for seeing the opponent's methods, Chen Zong would have killed the Heart Eater with a single sword.

After taking away the head and the bag of mustard seeds, Chen Zong walked away.

...

At night, it rained heavily.

A thumb-like candle was lit in the ruined temple, and the flame flickered, only illuminating a small area.

Crackling sounds came from all directions, it was the sound of raindrops hitting leaves, tiles, stones, and the ground. It was extremely complicated, but it was like a rhythm, played in this night.

A figure was sitting next to the candlelight, and under the light of the fire was a face full of vicissitudes. The slightly hunched figure swayed with the flickering candlelight, and seemed more and more lonely under the dense rain.

The bright long knife bent like the crescent moon rested on the lap, and was gently wiped with a blood-red cloth, repeatedly, as if maintaining the most exquisite artwork.

"Are you here to kill me too?" Suddenly, the middle-aged man raised his head, looking towards the entrance of the ruined temple with his cloudy eyes, his voice was slightly hoarse, like a night owl.

"Yes." At the same time as a reply, a figure also walked into the ruined temple from the outside, even though it was raining heavily outside, Chen Zong's body did not touch a drop of water.

"You are the third person who wants to kill me today." The middle-aged man's cloudy eyes fell on the scimitar on his leg again, he wiped it carefully, and said words that seemed to have nothing to do with him.

"After tonight, there will be no more." Chen Zong responded simply.

"You are very confident." At the same time as the words sounded, a pale knife light tore apart the light of the candle, and killed Chen Zong in an instant, making Chen Zong feel like he was about to be split in half.

The scarlet red sword light was like the scorching sun, shining on the entire ruined temple, and the pale white sword light shattered.

"Okay Divide Corpse Chaotic Nine Styles!"

Executed the trick, a pale saber light pierced through the air again, and the moment it approached, it suddenly trembled, turning into nine paths around Chen Zong's body, each pale saber light was like a machete, killing fiercely To Chen Zong.

There is no specific trajectory, it is difficult to find any rules, pure chaos, but amazing power.

Very subtle move.

This kind of saber technique is enough to kill most of the most powerful masters, but for Chen Zong, it is far from enough.

With a swing of the sword, all nine pale lights were shattered.

The complexion of the dismembering knife suddenly changed, and it turned into a pale light without hesitation, and rushed towards the corner of the ruined temple.

The incoming person is too strong, and he feels invincible, so it is the best policy to go.

But, will Chen Zong let him go?

"The Sharpness of the Cangyu!"

The Diyin sword was unsheathed, and a jade-white sword light stabbed straight out, extremely thin and extremely sharp, breaking everything.

The jade-white sword light disappeared, and the figure of the corpse-dividing knife suddenly stopped, and fell to the corner of the ruined temple.

After beheading and taking away the mustard seed bag, just as Chen Zong was about to leave the ruined temple, a figure suddenly rushed in.

Between the opening and closing of the eyes, the entire ruined temple was illuminated, and his gaze quickly swept across Chen Zonghe's headless corpse in the corner.

"You killed the corpse knife?"

"Give me his head."

The two sentences before and after were astonishingly domineering, as if Chen Zong would die if he didn't obey.

While speaking, he directly grabbed the mustard seed bag on Chen Zong's waist, intending to take it away.

With a flash, Chen Zong avoided the opponent's grasp and noticed the clothes on the opponent's body.

Dark blue robe!

This is the symbol of the core disciples of Taiyuan Tianzong, and it is the symbol of Zhenyuan Mountain swept across his cuffs.

This person is the core disciple of Zhenyuan Mountain.

"For the sake of being a disciple of Tianzong, I don't care about you, and hand over the head of the corpse knife." Chen Zong dodged this person, who was a little surprised, his eyes were fixed, and his tone was cold.

"If you have the ability, just come and get it." Chen Zong's answer was more direct.

"You're asking for trouble." The core disciples of Zhenyuan Mountain were furious, and the majestic momentum rushed to suppress like an invisible mountain.

Afterwards, he raised his arm and slashed at Chen Zong like a knife, like a mountain of knives colliding, with a terrifying momentum.

Chen Zong followed and pointed like a sword lightly, the sharpness was astonishing.

As if swords were clashing, Chen Zong remained motionless, but the opponent flickered and retreated three steps in a row.

"Okay, Li Yuan has written down what happened today." Li Yuan snorted coldly, instead of pulling out his sword to strike again, he left the ruined temple quickly.

Chen Zong did not catch up.

One Taiyuan Tianzong has a clear rule that all formal disciples of Taiyuan Tianzong are not allowed to kill each other outside.

Second, the other party did not intend to kill, but just to snatch the mission merits.

"Li Yuan." After pondering for a while, Chen Zong knew the identity of the other party, the third core disciple of Zhenyuan Mountain, possessing the strength of the first pole, not inferior to Yu Zhengxiao and senior brother Yu.

From the looks of it, Mount Yuan in this town really deserves to be called the first mountain among the Seven Mountains of Taiyuan.

Taking a step, Chen Zong walked out of the ruined temple and stepped into the deep night. The heavy rain was still torrential, falling from the gloomy sky and hitting Chen Zong constantly, but was blocked by an invisible force.

With the three heads symbolizing the mission, Chen Zong quickly returned to the Wanzhi Hall of Tianzong of Taiyuan and handed over the mission.

Three thousand meritorious deeds succeeded.

I checked the task list again and found that there was no suitable task, so I had to give up temporarily.

After all, the meritorious rewards of some missions are too low, but it takes a lot of time, and the gains outweigh the losses, while some rewards are higher, but it takes a long time and energy, and it is not suitable for short-term gains.

Returning to the Lingya Pavilion in Cangyu Mountain, Chen Zong took out the weapons of the butcher and heartbreaker and the corpse knife and looked at them. They were all third-order pseudo-spiritual weapons, but on Chaotian Island, third-tier pseudo-spiritual weapons were very valuable. , but in Canglan Continent, Tier 3 pseudo-spiritual artifacts have also become common and of average value.

The next step is to check the mustard bags of the three people.

There are quite a few inferior spirit sources, more than two thousand in total, and there are also many pills, pseudo-elixir ores, etc., and finally the martial arts practiced by the three of them.

Slaughter method!

Heart-eating claws!

Big corpse knife!

Chen Zong has fought against all three of them, experienced their martial arts and skills personally, and is very aware of the strength of these three martial arts, so he intends to study them to see if they are beneficial to him.

Look at the slaughter method first.

This kind of inheritance is quite evil. It is a cultivation method that focuses on killing. It combines both kung fu and martial arts. Bloodthirsty, the more you kill, the stronger your strength will be.

Looking at it, Chen Zong couldn't help frowning. This was obviously not in line with his own intentions. The way of his cultivation should always be under his control, instead of being disturbed and lost.