Chapter 8 Sword Lord (Part 2)

The fifty-seventh sword tower, the first tower owner, is a sword king-level powerhouse.

Twenty-eight feet high, with four floors, Chen Zong had to comprehend the sword heart left by the people from the past dynasties first. Some of them are easy to understand and penetrate, while others need some time to penetrate.

Now, what Chen Zong is comprehending is the sword experience left by a sword king-level powerhouse. Compared with the sword experience in the previous sword towers, the gap is very obvious.

The most intuitive manifestation is that Chen Zong can no longer complete comprehension in a short period of time as before, and then apply for the next challenge.

It took three days for Chen Zong to comprehend all the knowledge of the sword, and then returned to one of the knowledge of the sword.

The person who left this sword experience is also a sword king, whose title is Lingxi Sword King. His sword experience is different from other sword kings' experience.

It seems to contain the unfathomable truth of swordsmanship, and it seems to be all nonsense.

So much so that everyone who becomes the master of this tower cannot understand it.

When Chen Zong first comprehended it, he also felt that the above words were nagging, but now he came back to comprehend it, but he gained a little, it was just a very small gain, but Chen Zong couldn't help but immerse himself in it.

After the fourth day, Chen Zong still did not challenge again, which made people feel puzzled.

"It must be the experience of comprehending the sword in the sword tower. It is very profound and not so easy to comprehend."

After the fifth day passed, Chen Zong still did not initiate a challenge.

Day Six... Day Seven... Day Eight... Day Nine...

Xinyi Sword Lord Chen Zong remained silent, and his limelight gradually calmed down, and was replaced by others.

Cang Haoming, the first genius of the Heavenly Sword Family, one of the Sword Dao families.

In three days and three battles, each battle defeated the opponent with a strong advantage.

In Baijian City right now, Cang Haoming is being discussed everywhere, especially women.

The incomparably handsome appearance is enough to attract everyone's attention. His extraordinary background, superb talent and powerful strength all make him full of shining points.

"The latest news, the latest news... Tianzi Jian Cang Haoming is going to challenge Xinyi Sword Lord Chen Zong.

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The title and name Tianzijian Cang Haoming has swept through Baijian City in the past three days, and people are talking about it. Although the Xinyi Sword Lord Chen Zong, although the limelight has passed, it is only a few days later, and everyone still remembers him clearly. demeanor.

It can be said that Tianzi Jian Cang Haoming and Xinyi Sword Lord Chen Zong are the two people who have been in the limelight recently in Baijian City, and both of them look very young, and they are both great geniuses.

Young, talented, and powerful will attract more attention.

"Who do you think will win?"

"I think it's Xinyi Sword Lord Chen Zong. His attainments in the way of the sword are indeed very brilliant."

"I have a different opinion. Xinyijianjun is indeed very powerful, but Tianzijian is even more powerful. Have you not watched his three battles? In each match, he defeated his opponent with one move with an absolute advantage. Xinyijianjun is in front, but Didn't make it to that point."

Everyone has their own opinions, and many people have also launched an argument for this.

In the largest restaurant in Baijian City, five or six people gathered in a high-class wing room.

"Brother Haoming, after this battle, you will be able to win the title of Sword Lord." One of the youths raised his wine glass with both hands and smiled at the young man sitting in the first place: "This glass of wine is my advance congratulations to you, brother."

The young man sitting in the first place has a handsome appearance and a red mole between his eyebrows. He looks very noble, his back is straight like a sword, and his shoulders are broad and thick, as if he can hold up a sky. Sitting there, he gives people an indescribable feeling. His mighty aura is like a magic sword suppressing a mountain.

It was Emperor Jian Cang Haoming.

When someone offered a toast, Cang Haoming put on a smile on his face, raised the wine glass with one hand to signal a space, and then took a sip, but the person toasting was holding the wine glass with both hands, and respectfully drank the wine in one gulp.

"Brother Haoming, with this glass of wine, I wish you a great sword." The other person also picked up the wine glass with both hands, stood up and bowed, and said respectfully.

"Brother, Chen Zong, the Xinyi sword lord, is not weak." The young man sitting opposite Cang Haoming, who looked somewhat similar to Cang Haoming, was Cang Haoming's younger brother Cang Haoyang.

"It doesn't matter." Cang Haoming responded in a calm manner, with unparalleled self-confidence in his tone, and his eyes blazed with extreme sharpness: "Sword Lord Xinyi, this is just my first battle to step into the Sword Lord class. That's all."

Cang Haoyang didn't say anything else, he knew his elder brother very well, since he was a child, he was very confident, extremely confident, and it was this kind of self-confidence that allowed him to walk ahead of the other children of the Heavenly Sword Family and become the leader of the Heavenly Sword Family. The first genius, who is less than a hundred years old now, is already comparable to many elders in the family.

"Challenge me..." Chen Zong, who had learned about the sword in the fifty-seventh sword tower, was startled for a moment when he received the news, and then relieved.

It is normal to challenge others and be challenged by others.

In the afternoon, Chen Zong, who had been silent for several days in Qianjiantai, appeared in front of everyone again.

Standing alone on the Thousand Swords Tower, with all eyes on him, Chen Zong looked calm and breathed like the water in an ancient well, calm and calm. While paying attention to his surroundings, he continued to concentrate on comprehending the sword experience in the Sixtieth Sword Tower.

"Where's the Son of Heaven Sword? Why hasn't it come yet?"

"Could it be that you won't come?"

"How is it possible? It is estimated that there is a temporary delay."

It was nearly two quarters of an hour, and it was time to challenge the limit of the delay time, and the Emperor Jian Cang Haoming just came late.

With his tall body and broad shoulders, Cang Haoming looked imposing.

As he walked step by step, the red mole on the center of his brow seemed to be shining red, invisible, emitting waves of invisible but palpable pressure.

As soon as Cang Haoming appeared, everyone's eyes shifted from Chen Zong to him, as if he had become the center of the world in an instant. Cang Haoming's expression remained unchanged, but there was a flash of satisfaction in his eyes.

He just likes this feeling, being the center of the world and being the center of everyone's attention, as if everything revolves around him, which brings an unparalleled sense of satisfaction and makes his aura more cohesive in the invisible.

Chen Zong's expression moved slightly, he noticed the change of the other party's aura, he was a little curious, and after thinking for a while, he probably understood what was going on.

When there was a hundred meters away from Chen Zong, Cang Haoming stopped in his tracks, his eyes were as dazzling as the sun, staring at Chen Zong, as if all the secrets could not be hidden.

This is a look that contains incomparable confidence. Under the gaze of this kind of look, those who are not strong-willed will feel inferior, but it is ineffective against Chen Zong.

"My sword dominates everything." Cang Haoming said, his voice was not loud, but it contained incomparable domineering, as if all the people would submit to his words. Immediately, the sword behind his back flew out of thin air, and the purple-golden sword light rushed Going up to the sky, soaking one of the sky, the domineering aura swept across the world like a storm: "Under my sword, everything must surrender."

It's like taking an oath, but it's also the tenet of the Heavenly Sword Family's kendo.

The Heavenly Sword is extremely domineering in the world, and its momentum is unparalleled. If an opponent of the same level does not have a brilliant inheritance, it will be difficult for him to bear it.

This powerful aura that shocked the people watching the battle had no effect on Chen Zong.

Cang Haoming's eyes narrowed slightly, a little surprised.

"The sword masters the world!" With a low shout, Cang Haoming raised his hand to grab the long sword that fell in the air, and slashed out suddenly.

The purple-gold sword light is majestic and mighty, as if it dominates the world, killing with one sword, it is unparalleled.

This kind of overbearing, with a majestic majesty, is like a mighty purple-gold thunderbolt bombarding the sky.

Everyone's eyes widened. Before that, Cang Haoming's three opponents were defeated by this move.

Draw your sword!

A flash of sword light is extremely agile, and people's minds and minds leap up along with that sword light unconsciously, and they feel like they are in heaven, as if following this sword light, they get rid of thousands of shackles and roam freely between heaven and earth You can do whatever you want.

"Such a brilliant sword principle." Qingzhu Sword Master was startled, and then he was filled with emotion.

After a few days, Chen Zong's mastery of the sword seems to be more advanced, unless he had hidden something when he fought with himself before.

An extremely nimble sword, the trajectory is unpredictable, as unpredictable as that mind.

Cang Haoming was startled for a moment, the domineering and mighty sword immediately fell through the air, and an incomparably nimble sword light flew towards him at an astonishing speed like a star ball bouncing.

"Sky Sword Dao... The Son of Heaven is coming!"

Cang Haoming swung his sword again, and the sword light filled the room, wrapping himself up. The purple-gold light was like a dragon robe on his body. The majesty was endless, the light was mighty, and all evil was invincible, blocking Chen Zong's sword from killing him in the air.

"The way of the sword... the princes of the world!"

The second sword came out, and the purple-gold sword light seemed to span a hundred meters in an instant, appearing above Chen Zong's head.

This sword, like the order of the emperor, the king wants the minister to die, and the minister has to die.

A thought kept telling Chen Zong that he was a subject, he should surrender and die.

As soon as the thought turned, that thought was instantly crushed, and then, the purple-golden sword light was also shattered under Chen Zong's sword.

This sword couldn't do anything to Chen Zong, Cang Haoming's expression became more and more cold, like an angry emperor.

At the same time, Chen Zong stabbed out with a sword.

An unremarkable sword with a clearly recognizable trajectory seemed to be easily dodged, but at the moment Cang Haoming was about to dodge, his complexion changed suddenly, and he felt his heart tremble, and he couldn't help asking himself.

Cang Haoming is extremely talented and has a very firm will. He realized that something was wrong in an instant, and immediately forcibly suppressed the questioning of himself in his heart, and forcibly woke up.

But Chen Zong's sword had already reached his face, leaving Cang Haoming unable to dodge in time. It seemed that Cang Haoming was unable to dodge in the eyes of outsiders.

In a hurry, Cang Haoming used the descending of the Son of Heaven to protect himself again. The tyrannical power also erupted from Chen Zong's sword, smashing the sword of the bodyguard, and the terrifying impact of power made Cang Haoming retreat again and again.

Immediately, Chen Zong held the sword in both hands, swung it obliquely, and the sword light pierced through the air like a crescent moon, and struck Cang Haoming's body again, causing Cang Haoming to fly out of the Thousand Swords Platform and fall down.

There was silence all around.