Sword God

Chapter 23: Rich rewards

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Carry blood!

Block!

Back off!

Sheath the sword!

Fujian style!

A trace of sharp aura diffused out, locking onto Tang Junluo, making him look dignified.

Qianlong Jue was transported to the limit, and the blood was surging like a dragon running, exuding great pressure, and the dragon pattern on the golden spear in his hand seemed to be affected, and there was a trace of blood.

The Qianlong Spear Technique and Qianlong Jue belong to the same strain. Using Qianlong Jue to activate Qianlong Spear Technique will increase the power of Qianlong Spear Technique a little.

Fourteen hundred catties of strength!

Get Qianlong Jue to enhance the power of Qianlong marksmanship!

Tang Junluo at this time is absolutely terrifying in strength, but Chen Zong at this time will not be inferior.

The Tiger Roaring Technique was carried to the extreme, and the blood vibrating and rushing, as if there was a fierce tiger roaring continuously, exuding the might of the king of beasts.

Powerful!

The Eight Styles of the True Sword of the Realm of Consummation, which is better than Qianlong's marksmanship!

Which one is strong and which one is weak can only be known by fighting with all one's strength.

"What kind of sword technique is this?" Elder Tang Zhigu's pupils contracted, and from Chen Zong's opening gesture, he felt a sharpness, a sharpness and sharpness that seemed to be able to cut everything apart.

Elder Xing smiled, but he was also very surprised in his heart. He had seen Chen Zong perform this sword technique before, that is, in the first battle for the chief king, and he had never used it again. He did not expect it to reappear today. It is the realm of perfection, and the momentum alone is many times better than eagle fencing.

"Perhaps, I won't be defeated." Elder Xing thought to himself, as long as Chen Zong could remain undefeated under Tang Junluo's spear, that was his greatest hope.

The spear danced, and Tang Junluo once again performed the Qianlong Spear Technique - Qianlong Style!

A martial art's starting style is very important, not only can it play a role in succession, but it can also restrain one's own flaws to the extreme, and wait for the opportunity to find the opponent's flaws. When you make a move, it is the fastest time.

The air seemed to freeze, and the invisible pressure made all the warriors feel suffocated. The sound of swallowing saliva became so clear, and a trace of sweat oozed from their foreheads.

Tang Junluo's eyes collided with Chen Zong's, like lightning.

The power of Qianlong marksmanship, like Qianlong soaring into the sky, locked Chen Zong firmly. As long as Chen Zong showed a slight flaw, he would immediately be bombarded like a storm.

The unparalleled sharpness of the real sword Eight Styles also locks on Tang Junluo, so that he has no doubt that as long as he reveals a slight flaw, what greets him immediately is the astonishing sword light that can split mountains and rocks.

The eyes met, the momentum collided, and the blood was constantly transferred, like the water of a great river rushing endlessly. After a long time, the burden on the two of them was not small. Sweat oozed from the forehead and slid down the cheeks.

The momentum has been raised to the extreme, and it has come to the time when it has to be released.

Shoot like a dragon!

True Sword Warriors!

Tamron style!

The blood-colored dragon pattern on the golden spear, as if it had come alive, turned into a golden and red dragon, rushing out of the abyss, dancing like a shattering sky, and bombarding Chen Zong with incomparable power.

Fujian style!

The iron sword was unsheathed, and the friction sound was like the collision of iron from the sky, as if sparks were splashing out. The light of the sword was like a waning moon, cutting through the air with incomparable sharpness, cutting through everything, and killing Tang Junluo.

Once shot, it was out of control.

Dragon style!

Panlong style!

Dragon style!

Rising Dragon!

Chongjian style!

Ring Sword Style!

Sword-cutting style!

Chaotic sword style!

Under the force of 1,400 jin, each of Tang Junluo's shots was extremely powerful, making an astonishing whistling sound, like waves overwhelming mountains and seas, and like giant cannons smashing sky clouds.

In terms of strength, even though Chen Zong is not as good as Tang Junluo, the power of the eight moves of the real sword is worse than that of Qianlong Spear, especially the cultivation of the three-character key of fast, accurate and stable, which makes Chen Zong's sword stronger.

For a moment, gun shadows danced and sword lights surrounded, making people dazzled and dizzying. The collisions again and again were astonishing, stirring up all directions, almost deafening people.

The spear picks a straight line, and the sword walks lightly.

But Tang Junluo's gun is full of domineering, like a king commanding the world.

Chen Zong's sword is unparalleled in sharpness and can cut through everything.

Qianlong, real sword!

Who can be stronger.

"Take my last shot... Canglong style!" With a low shout, Tang Junluo's aura broke through the limit and reached a new height, holding the gun in both hands, his whole body seemed to be integrated with the golden spear, like a blue dragon falling from the sky, smashing the clouds with its teeth and claws Tearing the sky, as if wanting to smash the earth into pieces.

"Explosive Sword Style!" The sound is like a roar of a tiger, and it is also like the sound of metal and iron. It is rolling from the depths of the throat, like a thunderbolt falling from the sky, and the feet exert force, kicking out two footprints on the hard ground forcefully. Swelling, mixed with blood and energy, went straight to the right arm, like the tide of the sea, the right arm swelled in an instant, and the veins bulged.

There was a roar, like a tiger king jumping a mountain, like a meteor falling to the ground, without reservation, Chen Zong stabbed out with a sword, that sword was not only unparalleled in sharpness, but also unparalleled in momentum.

Countless sparks splashed, the blade turned red, and the scorching smell permeated the air.

collision!

Except for Elder Xing and Elder Tang Zhigu, the others only felt their heads shaking, and the extremely sharp voice pierced their ears like needles, causing them headaches, and they couldn't hear anything, and they had to close their eyes, otherwise they would A blinding light would blind them.

The terrible energy impact made the ground seem to be slashed fiercely, and a gap was directly drawn.

The spear dropped and the iron sword broke. Tang Junluo and Chen Zong stepped back five steps in a row. Tang Junluo's hands trembled and his five fingers curled up, as if they could not be straightened. of the hilt.

With a crisp sound, the golden spear fell from the sky and stuck on the ground. The body of the spear swayed, and fragments of the iron sword fell like a rainstorm, spreading all over the surroundings.

Who wins

"Hahahaha, not bad, the Chen family has indeed produced a remarkable genius, and this battle will be considered a draw." Elder Tang Zhigu was surprised and quickly laughed.

"It's a tie." Elder Xing nodded, his old face blooming with a smile. His original expectation was that Chen Zong would be able to survive under Tang Junluo's spear. There was a gap between a tie and a tie, but now it's a tie. expected.

In fact, he can see that Chen Zong's disadvantage lies in the sword.

Tang Junluo's long spear is a weapon of precious iron level, while Chen Zong's iron sword is a weapon of ordinary iron level. The difference is obvious. If the sword held by Chen Zong is of precious iron level, Tang Junluo may lose in this collision.

But fighting has never paid attention to the so-called fairness, background, resources, talent, and strength, as long as you embark on the road of martial arts, they are all inevitable. If you are not enough, you can only strive for it yourself.

"Chen Zong, I remember your name." Tang Junluo said, holding his hands behind his back, with a smile on his face: "After becoming a warrior, I will fight with you again. At that time, I hope you can change to a better one." sword."

Putting on the golden spear, Tang Junluo and Elder Tang Zhigu left, and the martial disciples of the Chen family were very excited after realizing it.

Chen Yidao and Chen Yuyao looked at Chen Zong's not tall and strong figure, but found that they could only look up to each other unconsciously.

When did this transformation begin

Unknowingly, there was a trace of pride in their hearts. Chen Zong came out of the branch of Xiaohu Town with them.

"Chen Zong, very good." Elder Xing walked over, without hiding his appreciation: "How many times have you tempered your blood energy?"

"Five times." Chen Zong didn't hide it.

"Have you reached the limit?" Elder Awakened surprised.

"Never." Chen Zong also answered truthfully.

"That is to say, you can temper your blood energy at least six times." Elder Xing was even more pleasantly surprised.

The blood energy has been tempered six times, which is the highest record in the Chen family. Chen Zong has shown an amazing talent for sword practice, and now this blood energy cultivation talent is also very extraordinary, which surprised him.

"Okay, okay, Tang Junluo defeated the genius warriors from the two giants and the other four big families, but you were the only one who was hindered, Chen Zong, since you have raised the reputation of my Chen family, you should be a reward." Elder Xing's tone was a little excited: "You go Get a fine iron sword in the weapon room, and later, I will send you a piece of Huyang Zhuanggu Guao and a hundred energy pills."

"Thank you, elder." Chen Zong smiled sincerely.

"You deserve it." Elder Xing was very satisfied.

"Exquisite iron sword!" All the warriors were envious, especially those in the swordsmanship group.

Weapons can be divided into three grades, ordinary iron grade, refined iron grade, and precious iron grade.

Most of the warriors in the family can only use ordinary iron-level weapons. Only after becoming a warrior can they be given refined iron-level weapons. As for precious iron-level weapons, it is very difficult. Only very important ones are eligible to obtain .

In terms of value, a sword of ordinary iron level is worth about twenty or thirty jade coins, but a sword of fine iron level is worth at least ten times, and as for precious iron level, its value is ten times higher.

In addition, the reward of a piece of tiger yang strengthening bone paste also made the warriors envious.

According to the size, a piece of Huyang Bone Strengthening Paste can make at least ten altars of Huyang Bone Strengthening Wine. It has a very significant effect on tempering blood energy. As for the energy pills, although the effect is not good, a hundred pills is still a lot .

"Chen Zong, I see that the foundation-building swordsmanship you performed at the end is very mysterious, what's its name?" Elder Xing asked again.

"Eight Forms of True Sword." Chen Zong answered after pondering for a while.

"You are willing to hand over this sword technique to the clan hall." Elder Xing said with a fiery tone and eyes full of expectation: "Don't worry, as long as you want, I can decide to give you a higher reward, choose a precious iron sword and ten pieces of tiger Masculinity paste."

The surrounding warriors were short of breath, especially those in the swordsmanship group, who were about to faint.

Chen Zong was stunned, shocked and very moved.

For sword practitioners, the attraction of a good sword is incomparable. It is not only a hobby mentality, just like an antique collector getting a rare antique, but it can also bring a significant increase to one's own strength.

It can be said that if he had held a precious iron sword in the previous battle, he might have defeated Tang Junluo.

As for the ten pieces of tiger yang bone paste, the attraction is not small.

"Elder, this sword technique was taught by a senior. Without his consent, I can't decide on my own." Chen Zong thought for a while, and finally said.

The Eight Forms of the True Sword are taught by the mysterious sword tip, it is very mysterious, you can just practice it yourself, before you figure it out, don't dare to pass it on.

"Forget it." Elder Xing also knew that it was not easy, especially since it was taught by senior experts, so he no longer entangled in it: "Cultivate hard and win honor for the family."

(end of this chapter)