Chapter 24 The Style of that 1 Sword (7)

"Whirlwind legs!"

Shouting loudly and powerfully, Tan Lie's figure was still in the air, and his legs quickly turned, rolling up a strong whirlwind, whistling, and the momentum was astonishing.

Liu Zhenji changed his previous lazy appearance, his expression was cold and serious, his eyes flashed with a flash of light, the long sword at his waist was unsheathed, turned into a beam of blue sword light and shot out through the air.

The Whirlwind Kick is a mortal middle-grade martial art, and when it is displayed under Tan Lie's legs, its power is astonishing.

And what Liu Zhenji used was also a mortal-level middle-grade Qingguang swordsmanship, which also reached the peak of ecstasy.

They are both middle-grade mortals, and both have reached the peak of ecstasy, and their cultivations are the same, once displayed, the power is astonishing.

The whirlwind roared, and the blue light criss-crossed.

In just a few breaths, the two sides fought dozens of times, and the breath was surging and full of energy.

So far, this is the most intense battle, even more intense than the one between Shan Yuanlong and Yin Chong, people can't help but hold their breath, lest they disturb you.

A mere mortal middle-grade martial arts, but it was fully interpreted by the two of them.

Immediately, the two seemed to have a tacit understanding. Tan Lie's legwork changed, and as his true energy surged, the aura he aroused became even stronger.

Storm legs, top-grade mortals.

Qingmang sword hair, mortal-level top-grade.

Both of them also cultivated it to the state of ecstasy.

In martial arts training, it is easy to get started, small successes are not difficult, and great successes can be achieved as long as you are willing to put in the effort and time.

Therefore, those who have cultivated martial arts to the point of ecstasy are often more outstanding, and those who can cultivate to perfection are even more difficult. As for martial arts, it is too difficult, too difficult, and it is difficult to find one among ten thousand.

Martial arts in the state of ecstasy, every move is like using your arms and fingers, and if there is divine help, it has already left the stage of Dacheng when you follow the moves and see the moves, and apply the moves in each martial arts flexibly .

There are many storms, there are continuous roars, and a little green light shuttles among them, either straight or arc.

The strength of the two is evenly matched, the battle is fierce,

It lasts for a while.

Fight, fight, fight!

Tan Lie jumped up suddenly, in mid-air, driven by his legs, and spun rapidly, turning himself into an astonishing whirlwind, impressively using his whirlwind legs to the extreme.

But Tan Lie's whirlwind leg was not used to attack, but to take advantage of it.

After gaining momentum, he unleashed the strongest blow of the Storm Kicks Technique. With a bang, the huge leg shadow rolled up a terrifying storm and raged, and the bombardment fell, as if it could smash the martial arts platform with one leg.

Liu Zhenji looked dignified, took a deep breath, and poured all his true energy into the long sword in his hand, a little blue light swam quickly on the spine of the sword, and kept going forward, its light was so dazzling that people couldn't look directly at it.

A sword pierced through the air, the sword body disappeared, and the arm disappeared, only a dazzling green light pierced the air.

This is the most powerful move of Qingmang swordsmanship.

Winning or losing is at this moment.

The roar was turbulent, overflowing with vigor, and swept all directions, making it difficult to open your eyes and look directly.

After everything dissipated, Liu Zhenji and Tan Lie stood on the martial arts stage, standing still.

The victory and defeat have been divided.

A little red appeared between Tan Lie's brows.

"You have won this battle." Tan Lie said unwillingly, and walked down the stage.

It is indeed possible to fight, but Liu Zhenji is indeed very strong, and now is not the time to explode with all his strength.

In the eighth battle, the challenger failed.

In the ninth battle, the challenger failed.

In the tenth battle, the challenger failed.

In the eleventh battle, the challenger is Chen Zong.

Chen Zong stepped onto the martial arts stage.

"Fight me." Zhang Tiekuang said directly.

"Fight." Chen Zongdao.

Originally, Chen Zong planned to directly challenge Yang Chaofan to win the first place. Since Zhang Tiekuang took the initiative, he gave him a chance.

This scene immediately made everyone full of astonishment.

Amid wild laughter, Zhang Tiekuang leaped, and if Xingwan bounced, he fell from mid-air. The long sword at his waist and the long knife behind his back were both unsheathed, and the light and shadow of the sword filled the sky, and he slashed down.

Instant shot, 100% true energy.

Everyone was shocked.

"Seventh level of the Foundation Establishment Realm!"

"Zhang Tiekuang's cultivation has reached the seventh level of the Foundation Establishment Realm."

There were exclamations one after another.

The seventh level of the Foundation Establishment Realm is the threshold for disciples of the Inner Sect.

Others who were also disciples of the foreign sect were also surprised, even Yang Chaofan was a little surprised, but it was fleeting.

At the beginning of the seventh level of the Foundation Establishment Realm, 100% of the true energy is activated, and it is still the fifth level of the cultivation method, which is even more amazing.

The sword strikes violently!

cut!

The astonishing sword aura filled the stage, and there was nowhere to hide. The crazy cutting made it difficult for the ordinary sixth level of the Foundation Establishment Realm to resist. The disciples of the Outer Sect all looked dignified.

"This Tie Kuang is only fifteen or sixteen years old." A loose cultivator smiled wryly.

"Fifteen or sixteen years old at the seventh level of the Foundation Establishment Realm is really amazing." The same is true for other casual cultivators.

Although they are now outstanding among casual cultivators, but thinking about when they were fifteen or sixteen years old, some of them hadn't even reached the fourth level of the Foundation Establishment Realm.

Chen Zong raised his head and stared at Zhang Tiekuang who fell in mid-air. The sword slashed dozens of times in an instant, which looked like a blow.

This is the frenzied strike of the sword, a very violent slash, pure destruction.

Liu Zhenji's face was serious, such a blow was stronger than Tan Lie's before, and he was not sure how to resist it.

Shan Shanlong also stared at Zhang Tiekuang, his expression unchanged, but his heart was not so peaceful.

Faced with this tyrannical blow, Chen Zong had no intention of dodging. Baihong drew his sword out of its sheath and pierced through the air to kill him.

This sword glowed with a blue light, which was obviously a blue light sword technique.

"Is this a trance?"

"No, feeling is higher than ecstasy. It has an indescribable charm, which is perfection."

"Swordsmanship that has reached the realm of transformation!"

The exclamation continued.

"This is not enlightenment, but martial intent!"

The elders of the outer sect and the elders of the inner sect were shocked.

Although the Qingguang swordsmanship is only a mortal middle-grade swordsmanship, it is not easy to cultivate it to the state of perfection, let alone mastering martial arts.

For a while, the elders of the Outer Sect began to reflect on themselves. There was such a person among the disciples of the Outer Sect, but they didn't know about it.

If he had known earlier, he could have been accepted as a disciple, cultivated well, and brought glory to the family.

Elder Neizong's eyes were burning.

Among the disciples of the inner sect, there are also some who have cultivated martial arts to the point of martial arts, but very few, and every disciple of the inner sect is among the best.

Chen Zong's sword immediately made Zhang Tiekuang feel threatened.

The frantic strike of the sword suddenly changed.

"Sword Tiger... Stegosaurus..."

The trick is out.

The long knife roared like a tiger, and the long sword roared like a dragon.

The light of the sword is like a tiger, the light of the sword is like a dragon, and the dragon and the tiger are intertwined.

This blow was suddenly twice as powerful as a sword strike.

But Chen Zong's sword didn't change a bit, it directly followed the knife tiger and the sword dragon.

The sword is separated, and the sword goes straight to the middle palace.

The tyrannical force hit Zhang Tiekuang's chest directly, using ingenious force, not piercing Zhang Tiekuang, hitting like a hammer.

With the sound of the muffled drum beating, Zhang Tiekuang's body-protecting zhenqi was dissipated in an instant, and his whole body flew into the sky, and he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.

The scene of defeating Zhang Tiekuang at the early seventh level of the Foundation Establishment Realm with one sword shocked everyone.

Yang Chaofan's complexion finally changed, his eyes showed seriousness for the first time, and he looked at Chen Zong squarely.

"Good sword...good swordsmanship..." Zhang Tiekuang landed, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said with a wry smile.

I thought that with this month's hard work, I could break through to the early stage of the seventh level of the Foundation Establishment Realm and the combination of swords and swords in the ecstasy realm could defeat the opponent, but I didn't expect that I was defeated by the opponent.

Moreover, it was not defeated after a fierce battle, but directly defeated with a sword.

Although I feel very unwilling, I have to accept it.

Strength, this is extremely strong strength, crushing strength.

The outer sect disciples and casual cultivators were even more astonished. Only Feng Pingsheng, the Patriarch of the Mo family, and the leader of the Black Tiger Gang remained expressionless, because they had all seen Chen Zong kill a master of the ninth level of the Foundation Establishment Realm with their own eyes.

The complexions of the three Neizong disciples changed drastically, and Shuangjian Gaolou, who had threatened to fight Chen Zong before, showed a wry smile.

This level of strength is not weak at all. If you face the opponent, you may not be able to win.

And it seemed that it was not the opponent's full strength, and he underestimated the opponent.

Zhang Tiekuang ranked third in the top ten seats, lost, and Chen Zong replaced him and sat in the third seat of the top ten seats.

Ye Xijun blinked her beautiful eyes and looked at Chen Zong for a few times, Chen Zong smiled slightly, and Ye Xijun also smiled slightly.

"That sword was not at full strength." Yang Chaofan said suddenly, his voice was flat, but there was a trace of dignity.

This is the first sentence Yang Chaofan said from the beginning to the present.

"What's your talent?" Chen Zong asked back, not intentionally, but out of curiosity.

It is said that Yang Chaofan is born extraordinary and possesses amazing talents, but very little is known about what kind of abilities he is.

"Perhaps, you will know." Yang Chaofan stared deeply at Chen Zong, then withdrew his gaze and stopped talking.

In the eleventh battle, the challenger failed again.

In the twelfth World War, the challenger was still defeated.

In the thirteenth battle, Feihuajian Ye Xiwen took the stage.

"Cousin, come and compete with me." Ye Xiwen looked at Ye Xijun with a smile.

Both of them are from the Ye family of the three-star power, and they belong to the relationship of cousins.

Ye Xijun was also unambiguous, and jumped directly, his slender legs stepped in mid-air, and landed lightly.

When the sword is out of the sheath, the sword light is like a flower blooming, and the stamens are pouring out, that is the sword glow piercing the sky.

At the same time, Ye Xijun's sword was also unsheathed.

What was unsheathed seemed to be not a sword, but a mass of sword light. The sword light quickly diffused, like a sword net covering and covering the blooming sword flowers.

Qing Luo Sword!

The sword comes out of Qingluo, like a net of heaven and earth, with nowhere to hide.

The blood blooms and withers, alternating between disillusionment and disillusionment. Ye Xiwen walks with the sword, shuttles through the sword net, and keeps approaching Ye Xijun. The net continued to surround Ye Xiwen.

Either Ye Xiwen broke through the sword net to kill Ye Xijun, or Ye Xiwen was trapped by the sword net and lost in the end.

In the end, Ye Xijun won the victory, and Ye Xiwen tried her best with Feihuajian, but she still couldn't break through the sword net. Failure to break through the sword net was tantamount to defeat.

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