Hoo hoo!
When the wind blew up, everyone under the battle stage stared at the same place with dumbstruck eyes.
It was like a small tornado swept outside the battle platform, making an astonishing whistling sound, and quickly swept towards the battle platform.
"My brother..." Xia Tiechao was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled: "I really have an idea."
"The world of geniuses is always so unpredictable." A Yun Longwei said with a smile.
That's right, that small tornado is Chen Zong.
Hit by Qingchen's cyan meteor, the whole person flew upside down, and had already flown a few meters out of the three fierce battle platforms, and fell downward. It is equal to defeat.
But Chen Zong suddenly shook his whole body, stretched his limbs, and then spun like a spinning top out of thin air. You must know that even if a real martial artist did not practice any special martial arts, it would be difficult to do this.
After all, he was in mid-air, and he was sent flying, so he had no preparations in advance, and had no leverage, so it was very difficult to move, not to mention turning into a whirlwind like Chen Zong.
What they don't know is that Chen Zong has mastered the power of the half-step practice of Jinjing Dzogchen, and has reached an astonishingly extreme control over himself. The inner strength fills every part of the limbs and bones, and the contraction is tilted, like a torrent pouring backwards, one side is lighter than the other The weight naturally makes the body rotate.
Turning faster and faster, it turned into a whirlwind and quickly drifted towards the battle platform.
When it landed, the whistling sound weakened, the rotation speed decreased, and the whirlwind disappeared.
"Okay." Qing Chen was stunned, a smile appeared on his face, his whole body trembled slightly, and the blue light spewed out again, burning and flickering like a flame, and the tyrannical aura once again permeated the battle platform in all directions.
Chen Zong's twin swords shook, and the melodious sound of the sword sound seemed to come from outside the sky. Layers of waves, the sword light swayed, shining in all directions, and there seemed to be invisible sharpness gushing out from the whole body.
Chen Zong at this moment immediately gave everyone a different feeling.
The cyan palm prints pierced through the air continuously, bombarding them, a dozen times in a row, Chen Zong's footsteps stepped out quickly on the broken battle platform, his figure was erratic, he rushed out quickly, or stopped suddenly, and was bombarded by the palm prints, only to realize that It's just an afterimage.
Avoiding more than a dozen cyan palm prints, the red sword light tore through the air like lightning, and with an astonishing sharp howl, stabbed at Qingchen, and the Zhanyue sword lifted from bottom to top, towards Qingchen's waist and abdomen.
Qingchen suddenly felt that the current Chen Zong was different from before, he was a little restrained before, but now he let go.
Once let go, the combat power can be better displayed.
The sharpness of the two swords is unparalleled, and the light of the sword is like a dragon hitting the water, overturning the river and the sea, and the feeling of letting go of the hands and feet to attack is very wonderful.
Chen Zong has always advocated offense and is good at offense. Just now, in order to control his own strength, he had to defend against Qingchen's attack. Now that he has fully mastered his strength, he doesn't need to do that anymore, he can attack as much as he wants .
Like a tiger coming out of the gate, like a dragon ascending into the abyss.
Chen Zong's twin swords became incomparably nimble, and between the nimbleness, the sharpness was compelling.
"That's how it feels." Qing Chen was secretly delighted.
"Is this his real strength?" Chi Changfeng and the others wondered in surprise.
When Chi Changfeng fought Chen Zong before, Chen Zong was not in this state. Now, he is obviously much stronger than before.
"This is the demeanor of a great countryman." A Yunlongwei said in a low voice.
Comparing now with before, there is a feeling of pearls contrasting with gravel.
As if breaking free from shackles, Chen Zong displayed all the earth-level swordsmanship he had cultivated to his heart's content.
Under the interpretation of Chen Zong's twin swords, each sword technique released the strongest power, and countless sword lights filled the surroundings, like countless dragons flying clouds and raining, drowning Qing Chen.
In just an instant, Qingchen was attacked by countless sword lights, and from all directions, he could clearly feel the difference in the strength contained in each sword light.
That sword light is either sharp, or domineering, or strong, or flexible, or cold, or fast, or heavy...
It was hard for Qingchen to imagine that someone would practice so many sword techniques, and each of them would be cultivated to the subtlest level, so as to exert their power to the extreme.
Different sword techniques contain different strengths and attack methods are different. Qingchen launched a palm fight and was able to smash one, two, three or even ten, but gradually felt the pressure increased greatly.
There are too many swordsmanship, the sword moves are completely different, and the changes in strength are also completely different. If there is no mutual restraint, it will take more strength to break it. Qingchen's internal strength is very strong, and he can deal with many changes in strength, but After all, it is not a panacea.
As if falling into the world of sword light, even when breathing, it feels like inhaling sword light, which makes the lungs ache.
Qingchen ignored that feeling, took a deep breath, and suddenly, the blue light flickering around his body suddenly restrained and shrank, and then exploded crazily.
The extremely tyrannical power broke the limit in an instant, and the roar sounded like a landslide, instantly destroying the sword light that filled the surroundings.
Immediately afterwards, Qing Chen closed his palms together, facing each other, a bright blue light shone in all directions, like a blaze of electricity, it seemed that even Qing Chen's eyes shone like starlight.
"Cut!" If the divine voice sang, the void vibrated, and Qing Chen's closed palms suddenly parted, a smear of green light was so compelling that he couldn't look directly, it turned into a blue blade and cut through the air.
"A strange attack."
"What kind of martial art is this?"
All of them widened their eyes in surprise.
Chen Zong was also very surprised. Sword energy and sword energy are not unusual among martial artists who practice Jinjing, but this kind of attack method is very peculiar. You can feel that it is not an attack like sword energy or sword energy, but like a real attack. Attack of the sword.
The speed of the cyan blade is astonishing, with a sharp scream that makes the scalp tingle and creeps, and it slashes blatantly.
Without dodging, Chen Zong's twin swords followed a mysterious trajectory, but the blue blade seemed to be conscious, avoiding Chen Zong's first sword, but unable to avoid the second sword.
Gold and iron clashed, sparks flew, and the tyrannical force penetrated the sword.
But the cyan blade was also cut off by a sword.
Holding the sword, he dragged two scratches in the air, and rushed towards Qingchen like a flying bird. Suddenly, Chen Zong felt terrified, and before he had time to look back, he quickly used the dust-shocking step, flying at the fastest speed. Sweeping to the side, the figure is low.
Sharp whistles sounded from the sky on the left and right sides, with a sharp breath, as if cutting the scalp, Chen Zong also saw two green light flashing past from the corner of his eyes.
Isn't that the blue blade that was cut off by him
Divided into two
As soon as he thought about it, the two passing blue blades drew two arcs in mid-air like swallows, turned back, crossed from left to right, and killed Chen Zong.
He didn't move at all, and waited until the moment when the two blue blades came to him, the sword came out like a dragon.
Under the two swords, the two blue blades were cut off again, but Chen Zongke kept his eyes on it, and saw that the cut off blue blades turned into four smaller ones.
Although he doesn't know the mystery of it, Chen Zong can already confirm that this is a very peculiar martial art, after it is cut off, it will divide and become more and more difficult to deal with.
That being the case, don't cut it off, but chop it into pieces.
The sword moves with the heart, and the two swords are like dragons flying in the sky. During the meandering, they hit four cyan blades almost at the same time. The body of the sword trembled slightly. Cyan light spots splashed away.
In the blue light all over the sky, Chen Zong dashed towards Qingchen like lightning, with a fierceness in his lightness.
Countless sword lights engulfed Qingchen again.
Exercising it heartily and heartily, this kind of battle made Chen Zong couldn't help letting out a long howl. The howling sound was like thunder roaring from the sky, and it also contained sonorous sounds, like the battle of divine swords.
Qingchen erupted again, and after destroying Jianguang, he distanced himself like a blue shooting star.
"Qingchen, show your full strength." Chen Zong shouted, everyone was shocked, this is not Qingchen's full strength.
So what is his strength
"I originally thought that your combat power was only so much, and I was a little disappointed." Qingchen smiled slightly, and said in a calm manner. His breathing was still steady and long during the fierce battle just now, and there was no sweat on his forehead. The seemingly fierce battle just now didn't cost much: "But now I know that I was wrong. You can indeed fight me and let me show my full strength."
"Come on." Chen Zong smiled, with high spirits and fighting spirit.
"Then... next... I will use the power of my blood..."
"My combat power... will exceed the limit!"
Qingchen's words suddenly became erratic, and the last two words were deep and heavy like drumbeats, which made people's heart beat unconsciously, with an inexplicable feeling, full of expectation.
And Qingchen's aura also changed rapidly, it seemed to become lighter, and it seemed to become deeper.
Vaguely, Chen Zong keenly felt that there seemed to be something in Qingchen's body that was about to wake up.
Chen Zong was not in a hurry to make a move, but left time for Qing Chen to let him play freely, break through the limit, and explode with stronger combat power. Only in this way can he fight more happily.
"The power of blood..."
"What kind of power is that?"
While paying attention to Qing Chen's changes, Chen Zong thought secretly.
It is said that monsters have bloodlines, but as for human warriors, it seems that there is no such thing, except for the group of inhuman and non-monster things from the Black Demon Sect.
Is this Qingchen similar to those from the Black Demon Sect
The more you explore, the more you know that the world of martial arts is full of mysteries, and it constantly attracts people to understand it more deeply. Immersed in it and can't extricate myself, the feeling of uncovering each mystery is wonderful.
Among the crowd was an old man with ordinary appearance and ordinary clothes, his eyes swept over Chen Zong and landed on Qing Chen.
"I originally thought that Shao Chen's experience this time was just a walk."
"I didn't expect that someone would be able to make Chen Shao use the power of his blood. It was a worthwhile trip."
The old man said to himself that no one else could hear his voice except himself.
"It's just that Chen Shao, who uses the power of blood, will break through the limit and reach the seven-star level. The opponent doesn't know how many moves he can hold?"
Apparently, the old man was not optimistic about Chen Zong, and directly believed that Chen Zong would lose if he couldn't hold on to a few tricks.
(end of this chapter)