The original internal energy is squeezed out from all parts of the body without leaks, like a continuous stream of rivers and rivers, and the thunder and sword energy is running. While outputting, the original internal energy is refined and absorbed. While supplementing and depleting the internal energy, it also improves the cultivation invisibly. for.
In the late stage of rank seven, Lian Jinjing is gradually approaching the peak of rank seven.
Every blow of Wu Mo is very powerful. Chen Zong must concentrate all his energy, concentrate all his attention, and focus on the two swords in his hands in order to resist the confrontation.
Under the demonization, the power reaches the strongest state, Wu Mo feels carefree and dripping, the offensive becomes more and more ferocious and violent, and the Tiger Eagle Kungfu moves continuously, every move, or there is a black phantom of the devil tiger, or there is a black ghost. The phantom of the magic eagle.
Wu Mo's hands were wearing metal gloves, and they collided with Chen Zong's divine iron sword again and again. Covered by inner strength, they were not damaged, but countless sparks sputtered out.
Some people will collapse in the face of pressure, but some people will turn into motivation in the face of pressure.
Chen Zong is the latter.
Some people only turn pressure into motivation in the face of pressure, but some people can not only turn pressure into motivation, but also make rapid progress because of it.
Chen Zong is also the latter.
Since getting the mysterious sword tip, the trajectory of life has changed dramatically.
The light released by the mysterious sword tip affects Chen Zong all the time, and he is improving in a subtle way. If you say that you need to rely on the power of the mysterious sword tip to comprehend martial arts and martial arts before, but as time goes by, gradually , Relying on the tip of the mysterious sword is becoming less and less frequent, like now comprehending martial arts and martial arts, you only need to rely on your own ability.
The pressure was like mountains and seas, and Chen Zong was like a rock, indestructible.
A flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind.
"There is something in common between swords and arrows."
"I can use arrows to understand swords, why can't I do the opposite and use swords to understand arrows?"
Martial arts in the world are all connected.
Before he knew it, Chen Zong came up with an idea, which was a kind of inspiration.
Use the sword to understand the arrow!
Immediately, the basics of archery flowed through his heart like flowing water.
The style of Chen Zong's swordsmanship suddenly changed.
Every time the sword is stabbed, it is like an arrow shooting through the air from the string.
The sudden change in style disrupted Wu Mo's rhythm and had to readjust.
Afterwards, Chen Zong applied the moves of chain arrows to swordsmanship.
The second ring hits the wood!
This is to shoot two arrows in a row, following each other in a straight line. It is fast and has a very terrifying explosive power. Once the arrow is shot, it is only for killing the enemy without any turning back. It is an attack that never returns.
"There is no return to the sword!" A flash of light flashed in his mind, and Chen Zong unconsciously read it out.
There is no return to the sword!
The sword is out of the sheath, why does it not return, and it will not return without seeing blood.
In an instant, the two swords followed the same trajectory and smashed out through the air. The incomparable momentum made Wu Mo feel terrified, so he quickly dodged.
In front of his eyes, another sword light lit up, red, dazzlingly red.
The three ring cracked rocks!
Three consecutive swords pierced through the air to kill.
Four rings of broken steel!
Four consecutive swords smashed through the air.
Five Rings Piercing Clouds!
Five consecutive sword strikes, under the sword, countless clouds seemed to shatter, turning into ripples and spreading away.
Back off!
Wu Mo retreated under Chen Zong's twin swords for the first time since he turned into a demon. Each sword seemed to use all of Chen Zong's strength. The continuous attacks, each sword fell on the same point, It gave Wu Mo a strange feeling, as if he was not shooting a sword, but shooting an arrow.
Involuntarily, Wu Mo thought of the lightning-like arrow that crossed the sky not long ago, making his hair stand on end.
Second ring!
Three Rings!
Four rings!
five rings!
With continuous sword strikes, each sword will pierce a circle in the air, spread out, and the circles overlap each other. The sharp sword light stabs away from the circles of cloud white circles, and the speed of the sword increases sharply.
Can't seem to stop.
"Six rings month by month!"
Instant six swords, breaking through the limit of five swords, reached a new height.
Inspiration exploded.
"Seven rings break the sun!"
With a lot of accumulation, Chen Zong created two new moves in a row, which not only repelled Wu Mo, but also wounded Wu Mo in a flash of blood.
The rhythm was completely disrupted, controlled by Chen Zong, and the situation of the battle was instantly reversed.
"Not good!" Ying Lao's face changed drastically, and he stretched out his arms, as if an eagle spread its wings. The speed reached the extreme, and it turned into a black eagle, passing by and approaching Chen Zong in an instant.
"Black Eagle Claw!"
Grabbing out a claw, it turned into a huge black eagle claw, grabbing at Chen Zong in the air, as if to tear Chen Zong to pieces.
The sword light pierced through the air and was incomparably sharp. After tearing the black eagle's claws like tearing thin paper, Wu Mo seized a chance.
"Tiger Eagle Dual Phase!"
The ultimate move is displayed.
The phantom of the Black Demon Tiger and Eagle Beast appeared behind Wu Mo, and it blinked solidly, as if it really existed, exuding an incomparable terrifying aura, like the arrival of ancient monsters.
Culling out, the killing intent of this blow almost overwhelmed Chen Zong.
The thick palms and sharp claws of the black devil tiger and eagle beast came, filling the eyes, and the world fell, covering the sky and the sun.
"No return!"
As if there was no sound, floating between the sky and the earth, Chen Zong put away his sword unconsciously, and instead held the Red Thunder Sword with both hands, a thunderbolt sword power surged out violently, pouring all of it into the sword.
Remnant Shadow Swordsmanship, Eagle Fencing Swordsmanship, Willow Flicking Swordsmanship, Thunderbolt Swordsmanship, Eight Styles of Real Swords, Light Splitting Swordsmanship...
Juefeng swordsmanship, Nagato swordsmanship, Tianguang swordsmanship, Leiguang swordsmanship, chain arrows...
Fighting again and again, life and death fights again and again, and the precipitation of sentiments again and again...
At this moment, all emerge.
It seems that countless figures merged into one in an instant.
Sword out... no return!
Holding the sword in both hands, it seems to be cutting down, and it seems to be stabbing out, as if the sword is coming from any angle in all directions, and there is no way to dodge it.
The blazing sword light was like the sunset of the setting sun, reflected in Wu Mo's dark eyes, it seemed to be very hot, but it was extremely cold, freezing to the bone marrow.
The tiger and eagle dual-phase figure was pierced through, and a sword slashed obliquely, splitting one into two, and the remaining momentum of the sword's light remained to kill Wu Mo.
In danger, Wu Mo had no choice but to strike again and dodge as much as possible.
His cheeks were in pain, and warm liquid oozed out. Wu Mo knew that he was injured, and it didn't seem serious, but he was extremely angry.
Immediately afterwards, another ray of sword light came, extremely sharp, dodging in danger, and was pierced through the shoulder.
"Young master, hurry up." Old Ying's voice was full of urgency, and the black eagle's claws fell, grabbing Chen Zong fiercely.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wu Mo quickly backed away from Chen Zong.
"Young master, get out of here quickly." Elder Ying roared again, he had seen that Chen Zong had started a desperate counterattack under the oppression of the young master, although he didn't know the reason, he believed in his own vision.
Demonization is indeed powerful, but it will intensify the consumption and cannot last for too long. Once the demonization is over, one's strength will drop significantly in a short time.
Wu Mo is also aware of this, and knows even more that Chen Zong has become stronger, and that kind of swordsmanship, which is indomitable and never returns, makes him feel creepy and smell the smell of death.
Although angry, he had to admit that Chen Zong was indeed stronger than himself.
had to retreat.
Yinglao had already turned into a demon, his body strength increased a lot, his sharp claws restrained Chen Zong, while Wu Mo took the opportunity to retreat and left at the fastest speed, not because he didn't want to join hands with Yinglao, but because he was injured many times , The duration of the demonization is not long.
Under Yinglao's desperate fight, Chen Zong couldn't escape for a while, and could only let Wu Mo go.
Sword, sword, sword!
There is no return to the sword!
The blood filled the air, and one arm of Ying Lao flew up, and then, the red sword light flashed, and his head flew high, his eyes were full of disbelief, mixed with a trace of fear.
Death, which is the most unacceptable ending, happened, and there was no way to recover.
After beheading the desperate Ying Lao, Chen Zong put his sword back into its sheath, quickly grabbed a strong bow from the side, opened the bow and raised an arrow, and shot the arrow through the air.
But after shooting more than a hundred meters, the arrow seemed exhausted, and did not cause much damage to Wu Mo.
Taking the arrow again, Chen Zong felt a burst of tearing pain coming from his body, and the movement of his internal energy became sluggish and intermittent.
It turned out that unconsciously, the internal strength of the whole body was almost exhausted, and the muscles and bones were under a huge load, and they were injured one after another.
After thinking about it for a while, Chen Zong knew that it was the state just now.
There is no return to the sword!
The power of each sword is the strongest, and the sword and sword are not fully relieved, and the load is invisibly aggravated. When superimposed, it will cause damage to the muscles, bones and muscles.
"The body is still not strong enough." Chen Zong secretly said, looking at the back of Wu Mo's departure: "This time, it can only be your fate."
Wu Mo has already run more than 200 meters. If this distance is normal, Chen Zong can chase him, but he can't do it when his body's muscles and bones are damaged and his internal strength is almost exhausted.
Exhaling a breath, Chen Zong quickly took out the Huijin Pill and took it to speed up the recovery of inner energy. As for the injuries on the body, the body without leaks and pure yang qi and blood will automatically heal.
Putting his sword back into its sheath, carrying his strong bow and eleven arrows on his back, Chen Zong set off again to leave.
One battle after another, each one is hovering on the edge of life and death, like walking on the edge of an abyss, extremely dangerous, but the benefits are equally obvious, high risks come with high benefits.
Compared with before being hunted down, Chen Zong's overall strength has improved a lot, especially his comprehension on the sword has improved by leaps and bounds.
It didn't take long for the inner strength of the body to recover to the level of the late stage of the seventh rank of training strength, but it did not stop, but slowly improved.
"Could it be..." Chen Zong was a little stunned. During the battle just now, he didn't pay attention to the change of inner strength.
Sure enough, as guessed, the internal strength of the whole body reached the peak of the seventh rank of the training state before stopping.
The cultivation base has been improved again.
Between life and death, the potential can indeed be stimulated.
"Peak of rank seven, with such a cultivation base, if he fights against Wu Mo again, he will definitely be beheaded." Chen Zong secretly said.
In fact, if Old Ying hadn't intervened to buy time for Wu Mo to escape, Wu Mo would most likely die now.
After walking for a few hours, looking at the sky, the sun was setting and night was about to fall. Chen Zong had to prepare in advance and find a safer place to spend the dangerous night.
Furthermore, the continuous life-and-death fights, even though the cultivation base has improved by leaps and bounds, and the swordsmanship has also improved significantly, which has great benefits, but also feels exhausted, not physically exhausted, but mentally exhausted.
In addition, in the battle not long ago, I also needed some time to straighten out the essence of the sword without return that I had comprehended.
(end of this chapter)