Linshanhou, Wushanhou, and Yin Luosheng, the three pseudo-transcendent powerhouses, stood in the same direction, forming a triangle, hundreds of meters apart.
For pseudo-transcendent powerhouses, the difference between 100 meters and 10 meters is not that big, and they can be crossed in an instant, but they can also respond quickly and retreat calmly.
Among the three powerhouses, Chen Zong and Yin Luosheng's disciples were fighting fiercely.
Both sides had passed the initial tentativeness, and the fighting intensified.
The disciple Yin Luosheng used the palm technique, and each palm contained terrifying strength. The arms under the sleeves of the robe were like gold and iron, which could resist Chen Zong's double swords.
But the formidable power of the Red Thunder Sword and the Gu Que Sword, Yin Luosheng's disciples did not dare to fight it again and again, only when they could not dodge, they had to resist with both arms.
The sword's light was like thunder and lightning, and sometimes it seemed like a surging sea. Chen Zong had already let go of his hands and feet and displayed the sword skills he had learned.
Every sword technique has reached the level of subtlety, with less consumption and stronger power.
It was like a violent storm, like a flash movie, and suddenly, it turned into a breeze blowing willows. The change of sword style and the instantaneous change of power made Yin Luo, who had never fought against Chen Zong and was not familiar with Chen Zong The students were very uncomfortable, their rhythm was disrupted, and they became passive.
Under the black robe, Yin Luosheng frowned slightly, and then relaxed it. Chen Zong's superb swordsmanship was beyond his expectations, but his disciples were not so easy to deal with.
Suddenly, two sword qi pierced through the air, blocking the retreat of Yin Luosheng's disciples.
Cut off the air with a cross!
The dazzling cross sword light pierced through the air, as if dividing the world into four.
Unable to dodge, Yin Luosheng's disciple was directly hit.
"good!"
Someone shouted in a low voice, they naturally hope that Chen Zong can win, and it would be best to kill him.
However, Chen Zong was not at all happy. The moment the two swords struck the opponent, he felt a sense of losing his target. It was very abrupt, as if the sword was not strong, and there was a feeling of letting go, and the black robe seemed to have a unique strength. , Let all my strength seem to be leaked, and my body can't stop rushing forward.
The black robe that was divided into four suddenly fluttered up, as if infinitely magnified, covering Chen Zong with dark clouds like covering the sky and covering the sun. The extremely strong sense of crisis made Chen Zong's eyebrows twitch.
Shocking step!
Making a decisive decision, Chen Zong rushed forward wearing a black robe. Behind him, the murderous wind howled. When it brushed against his back, Chen Zong felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. His pure yang energy and blood seemed to be frozen in an instant.
Fortunately, he avoided it, otherwise, if he was hit, he would probably be severely injured.
At some point, Yin Luosheng's disciple appeared behind Chen Zong and launched a killer move. He thought that he could take this opportunity to kill Chen Zong, or even severely injure him, but he was still avoided.
Seeing that Chen Zong hadn't broken free from the shackles of the black robe, disciple Yin Luosheng made another move.
Like a black wind sweeping, the palms linked together, one after another black palm prints brought the roaring wind, rolling like a torrent, without reservation, all blasted towards Chen Zong.
The sword light was sharp, and it chopped the black robe into pieces, like the water of the Milky Way pouring down and the sea flowing.
The palm prints shattered and the sword light collapsed.
Chen Zong and Yin Luosheng's disciples approached each other, fighting close to each other, their swords changing, and their palms linked together.
That kind of sinister, thrilling.
"What a strong strength." Yang Tianzhao murmured to himself in a low voice. With such strength, even if he played, he would not dare to say victory. At most, he would maintain a tie.
"Very strong." Marquis Wushan's disciple Flying Ape first had a serious expression on his face, and then his eyes were full of fighting intent. Fighting against such a powerful peer and defeating him is the most fulfilling feeling.
"Yinfeng ghost cry!"
Losing his black robe, the disciple Yin Luosheng, who was wearing a black armor with black arm armor on his arms, had an evil look on his face. With a low drink, the fist, palm and claw of his right hand changed instantly. A gust of cold black wind howled.
In the whining sound, it was like an evil ghost crying in the dark night, disturbing the mind and making people feel in a trance.
Chen Zong only felt the darkness in front of him, and amidst the gusts of gloomy wind, a ferocious face appeared out of thin air, making a strange and sharp weeping sound, like a magic voice penetrating his brain, and suddenly opened his mouth, the blackness was like an endless abyss, To devour oneself.
"My will is like a sword, cut!"
Chen Zong's mind was unshakable, and his spiritual will was highly condensed. He instantly eliminated the feeling of trance, his eyes shone with a sharp light, and his two swords cut through the air.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yin Luosheng's disciple has already cast the secret technique, the black aura surrounds the whole body, it is extremely cold, and the aura of his body rises straight up, almost reaching the four-star level.
"Evil wind hundred steps!"
Ten meters away, Yin Luosheng's disciple pressed his palm into the air, and the terrifying power instantly penetrated the air and blasted towards Chen Zong's heart.
The coldness caused Chen Zong's heart to shrink instantly, and under the strength of Huntian Poyuan, the Gu Que sword fell.
"Yinfeng chain palm!"
After using the secret method, the strength of Yin Luosheng's disciples has improved a lot, and it seems that they have the feeling of suppressing Chen Zong. Once the Yinfeng Palm is unfolded, it cannot be stopped at all.
Dripping freely.
Under the Yinfeng palm of the other party, Chen Zong only felt chills all over his body, a trace of coldness continuously drilled into his body from the pores of his body, as if to freeze Chen Zong from the inside out.
The palm wind whizzed like continuous waves, Chen Zong was like a flat boat, drifting with the waves in the stormy sea, and was in danger of being overturned and smashed to pieces at any time.
The pressure came from all directions, and Chen Zong even felt that his limbs seemed to become stiff, and he gradually fell into a disadvantage.
"Father, is Junior Brother okay?" Guan Yunxi asked with concern.
"It's nothing." Lin Shanhou said, looking very relieved towards Chen Zong.
"Miss, the young master hasn't used his full strength yet." Yan Wei stood aside and smiled.
Hearing Lin Shanhou and Yan Wei's words, Guan Yunxi felt relieved.
"Bloody Warfare!"
Chen Zong also displayed the secret technique, the pure yang qi and blood collided violently, as if it was burning, it turned into waves of blood-colored qi and filled the whole body, mixed with the Huntian Poyuan energy, which greatly strengthened the power of Huntian Poyuan strong power.
Chen Zong's body was surrounded by blood-colored vigor, which looked like a layer of faint red flames, exuding a pure masculine aura.
"It's the burning blood method!"
"It's amazing blood."
"The strength of this kind of blood..." The real martial arts realm was surprised, while the three pseudo-transcendent realms were shocked. At the same time, a guess emerged in their minds.
"Qi and blood pure yang!"
"Qi and blood are perfect!"
"Wu Ming, kill him at all costs." Yin Luosheng didn't know whether his judgment was accurate, but as long as there was a possibility, he couldn't miss it.
Qi and blood are perfect!
That is a state that very few favored men of heaven can reach, laying down an extremely solid foundation with even greater potential.
Marquis Wushan was stunned, and another kind of jealousy was growing. If it was really a great completion of Qi and blood, Guan Zaishan would have such good luck.
But Lin Shanhou was an indescribable surprise, if it was true that his energy and blood had reached perfection, then this disciple would be even more excellent than he imagined.
"The qi and blood are perfect, the top-notch exercises at the earth level, the strength is perfect..." Thinking about it, Lin Shanhou couldn't stop his excitement.
The focus now is to confirm whether Chen Zong has practiced Qi and Blood Dzogchen.
Qi and blood burning is different from the previous blood burning technique. The blood burning method is a very practical secret method. The power it produces is closely related to the strength of the warrior's own blood.
The qi and blood of ordinary fighters who practice Jinjing belong to the standard level, and the effect of using the blood-burning battle method is just average. Some warriors who refine qi and blood, the effect will exceed the standard. Under the bloody battle method, waves of power are supplied to the whole body from the blood, which brings not only the enhancement of internal strength, but also the physique seems to become stronger.
With staggered footsteps, his figure turned into a streak of red lightning, passing through the air, approaching Yin Luosheng's disciple Wu Ming in an instant, dragging a long scarlet flame tail behind him.
"So fast!"
"How could it be so much faster!"
Everyone who watched the battle was stunned.
Compared with before, Chen Zong's speed was at least 30% faster.
The increase of 30% speed does not have much effect on the weak, but the effect is more obvious on the stronger ones.
Wuming was also taken aback, and quickly backed away to dodge. In front of him, there were two sword lights with scarlet shadows tearing through the sky and killing them, faster than his body, and the power contained in them made Wuming Eyelids twitched, feeling like being torn apart.
Originally, Wuming thought that he would be able to suppress Chen Zong and injure him severely by using the secret method to greatly enhance his strength. He might have a chance to kill him. As for Chen Zong also mastered the secret method, it was expected.
Unexpectedly, the increase in strength after Chen Zong cast the secret method was too obvious, completely above him.
Originally had the upper hand, but was reversed all of a sudden, Wu Ming was very unwilling.
And master Yin Luosheng sent a voice transmission to him, saying that he would kill Chen Zong at all costs, this is to make him desperate.
As soon as his thoughts passed, Chen Zong's double swords crossed into a scarlet sword net, covering Wuming from the front at an astonishing speed. Every sword light in the sword net contained terrifying power, giving Wuming poses a serious threat and feels the crisis of death.
The people who watched the battle, especially the fighters who practiced Jinjing, were all excited and secretly clenched their fists. From the scarlet sword net, they felt a kind of extreme sharpness, as if they could cut through all the hardness in the world edge.
All Jinjing fighters want to think about it, if they were to face this move, how would they deal with it
dodge
Too late, the speed of Jianwang is too fast, and the coverage is huge.
Frontal defense
It's hard, the sharp aura emanating from the sword net seems to have invincible power.
Yang Tianzhao and Duan Chenjian both had dignified faces. They felt that facing the scarlet sword net, perhaps, there was only one way to die. Even if they used the secret method, they could not avoid injury.
Flying Ape's eyes are no longer fierce, only dignified. Under the arms that are longer than normal people, his hands are clenched into fists. The veins on the back of his hands are bulging one by one, showing that he is extremely restless in his heart, because he feels that he is not sure to resist Chen's attack. Zong such a move.
Then, how should Yin Luosheng's disciples resist
(end of this chapter)