The sword's power was astonishing, as if it were a cut mark in the sky, making people tremble with fear.
"What a powerful sword." Lord Jiu was secretly surprised. Although this sword was nothing to him, it was because of his profound cultivation, which was countless times better than Wu Feng.
From a semi-saint level perspective, Wu Feng's sword was very terrifying.
"This sword is the masterpiece of Wu Feng's own sword skills." Master Dao said with some pride.
Absolute sword power!
That was a move that Wu Feng created by chance, and it was also a killer move.
Although it is not perfect yet, it has begun to take on power. At the semi-saint level, it is a very terrifying sword. Its power is comparable to some low-grade holy sword techniques that have been cultivated to the perfect level.
Wu Feng's expression was solemn, his eyes were extremely sharp, as if piercing the sky and tearing everything apart, he devoted all his strength.
cut!
The light of the sword was like a ray of divine light when the heaven and earth first opened, and like an ancient thunder tearing through chaos, it fell with unparalleled absoluteness.
The sky and the earth were dark, but the light of the sword shattered the sky and fell, as if it was the only one in the world. It also attracted Chen Zong's mind, as if he wanted to be sucked into it, and he was immersed in it, unable to extricate himself and forgetting to resist.
The realm of the heart was activated to the extreme, and his mind was constantly consumed. Chen Zong stared at the sword light with his eyes.
When the sword light struck into the realm of the heart, the realm of heart was turbulent and seemed to be unbearable.
Chen Zong also captured the light of a sword, the only one like it in the world, which deeply touched Chen Zong.
This sword... is unparalleled!
"I can stop it!"
This is faith, faith given to oneself, unparalleled faith.
The horizontal sword was in front of him, and as the sword vibrated, tyrannical power filled the air.
Knives and swords!
Heaven and earth!
Thunder and mountains!
Block!
Chen Zong blocked Wu Feng's killing blow and the strongest blow.
But an extremely terrifying force kept blasting out from the long, edgeless sword. It seemed to tear everything apart and chop everything into pieces. It penetrated the sword body and reached Chen Zong's palms and arms, spreading throughout his body.
Thrilling!
Shattered!
The extremely tyrannical power burst out and rebounded instantly.
cut!
Like thousands of armies tearing apart mountains and rivers, Chen Zong counterattacked with his sword, and the terrifying sword energy tore apart everything around him and shattered everything.
Like a flash flood, like a mountain collapsing, the power that erupts in an instant is unparalleled.
With a bang, Wu Feng flew out backwards, impacting with astonishing energy and shattering the vacuum.
A powerful sword move directly consumed 70% to 80% of Wufeng's energy and energy, and his strength was suddenly reduced. Faced with Chen Zong's counterattack, he was a little unprepared.
Every step he took was crushing countless stones into powder, and every step left deep footprints on the ground.
After retreating and releasing his strength, Wu Feng quickly adjusted and prepared to take action again.
"Stop." Master Sword's voice sounded: "You have lost, there is no need to fight anymore."
Wu Feng's hand holding the knife tightened instantly, and the big tendons on his arms bulged out, as if they were about to explode. A sharp flash flashed in his eyes, as if he did not want to admit defeat, and wanted to continue fighting Chen Zong, but the master's words had to be
listen.
The authorities are confused but the spectators are clear. As an expert, Master Jiu and Master Dao have extraordinary eyesight. They can tell the strength and weakness from the battle between Chen Zong and Wu Feng.
In other words, Lord Dao knows how capable Wu Feng is, and from this it can be inferred that he is indeed inferior to Chen Zong, or that he is indeed at a disadvantage in this battle.
For Master Sword, being at a disadvantage means losing.
If his disciples want to win, they must win beautifully.
"How about it, Madman Sword, you lose, just admit defeat." Master Jiu teased, asking Master Sword to admit defeat personally.
"Huh, I lost this time, but next time, my disciples will definitely defeat your disciples." Master Dao said, not speaking angrily, but speaking confidently.
"We'll see." Master Jiu was very happy because he won.
Now that he had won, Master Jiu had no intention of staying any longer. He asked Chen Zong to sit on the Qiankun Sun and Moon Pot and fly into the air again. He quickly left and turned into a small black dot before disappearing.
Wu Feng stared at the disappearing figure, speechless for a long time, but his eyes were extremely sharp, and he did not admit defeat.
"Not convinced?" Lord Dao's voice sounded. Wu Feng did not speak, but acquiesced.
"The power of the absolute sword is too extreme. If you cannot kill the opponent, your energy and energy will be greatly consumed, and your strength will be significantly reduced." Master Dao said, pointing out the shortcomings of this battle or Wufeng itself: "Compared to
The other party, your life and death fighting experience is completely insufficient."
Master Dao didn't say much. These two sentences were enough for Wu Feng to think and reflect on his own, find out his own shortcomings and improve them.
Wu Feng stood there and closed his eyes, quietly thinking about Master Dao's words. He was also recalling the battle with Chen Zong just now, replaying every detail and considering it carefully.
Time passes slowly, the sun sets and the moon rises, the sun rises and the moon sets, and a day passes in the blink of an eye. Wufeng's eyes suddenly opened, and a bright and extremely sharp light flashed through the air like a peerless sword light.
It left two long straight scratches in the air.
"Master, I want to go out and practice." Wu Feng found Master Jiu and spoke directly.
"Go." Master Dao didn't object at all, and just responded with two words.
Wufeng didn't make any preparations. He put on a Najie, a long knife on his back, and set out in simple clothes.
…
In Xuanming Courtyard, No. 93, Xuanming District, Xuanming City, Chen Zong stood quietly in the courtyard. The sky was clear and cloudless.
Chen Zong is meditating and thinking.
The battle with Wu Feng did not end, but in the end it was concluded that he had won.
Chen Zong also knew that Wu Feng would not admit defeat and would fight again. He just continued to fight and Wu Feng would definitely lose. This was a kind of confidence.
However, Wufeng also has its strengths and advantages.
"Absolute sword power." Chen Zong recalled the sword quietly. Since returning to Xuanmingyuan, he has been thinking about it, constantly replaying Wufeng's sword in his mind.
The energy and spirit are gathered and integrated, and then integrated into one's own unparalleled belief. It also carries a will that constantly impacts the opponent's mind like a magic spell, disintegrating the opponent's resistance and exerting one's own strength to the extreme.
This is a surefire move.
Chen Zong is thinking about himself and sorting out everything he has cultivated.
Relatively speaking, he is relatively balanced, with both defense and attack, and is relatively average in all aspects. There are no shortcomings, but similarly, nothing is particularly powerful.
As for the Shura clone, it is of course a strong point, but Chen Zong has separated it from the original body, although he can borrow its power.
"I need a killer move." Chen Zong said secretly.
Just like Wu Feng's ultimate sword power, although it will consume a lot of energy and energy once it is used, if it cannot successfully kill the enemy, it will cause itself to fall into a sluggish state in a short period of time and its strength will be reduced sharply.
But it is undeniable that the killer move is sometimes very useful and can turn the tables on one's life or death.
Chen Zong decided to create a killer move of his own. So, how to create his own?
The mind is fully open, inspirations are emerging, and countless rays of light burst out and collide in the mind.
Chen Zong has learned a lot, has extensive knowledge, and has the inherited memories of several powerful people. His accumulation can be said to be very powerful and rich, far better than that of a genius like Wu Feng.
This will provide convenience for Chen Zong to create his own killer move, but it will also bring restrictions, or shackles.
The so-called barrier of knowledge and vision.
The more you know, the more you don't understand.
Likewise, the more you know, the bigger your heart will be.
For example, Chen Zong now, because of his accumulated strength, wants to create his own killer move for a while, which is extremely easy, but also extremely difficult.
The extremely easy thing is that Chen Zong can easily create his own, but it does not meet his own requirements, or is not satisfactory enough, and stays at a superficial level. Of course, such a level may be an extremely advanced level for others.
However, it is not so easy to create a killer move that truly meets your requirements.
Wu Feng created the ultimate sword power, and I believe he spent a lot of effort, time and energy.
After calming down, Chen Zong was not in a hurry, but slowly realized and sorted it out. Sometimes, a flash of inspiration is needed, and sometimes, it needs to happen naturally.
The combination of the two is naturally the best, but many times, things can happen but you can't find them, so just let nature take its course.
Time passed slowly, Chen Zong did not go out and stayed in Xuanming Courtyard for meditation.
Practice Taiyuan Moyun Gong!
Practice the Lieshan Fire Hell Kung Fu!
The Nine Changes of Fantasy Cultivation!
Practice blood-dropping swordsmanship!
Thousands of people practice swordsmanship!
Thousand Shadows and Thousand Phantoms Body Technique Cultivation!
The Lieshan Fire Hell Hand also needs some training, maybe it will come in handy sometime.
At one time, Chen Zong had too many things to practice, and he felt like he was running out of skills, but he had to practice and allocate his time and energy tightly.
It also takes some time to master the ultimate trick of creating your own.
Chen Zong's Qi training and body training are steadily improving, gradually approaching the limit of the low-level Semi-Saint level. If he continues to practice, he is expected to break through to the high-level Semi-Saint level in a short time.
Other sword skills and body skills have also improved. Overall, Chen Zong's strength is stronger.
Gradually, there are some clues about the killer move, but there is still a lack of a suitable opportunity, so it has not really taken shape yet, but Chen Zong is not in a hurry. He understands the principle that haste makes waste.
"The tenth level of Taiyuan Moyun Kung Fu, but although Lieshan Fire Hell Kung Fu is perfect, the level is a bit low." While practicing, Chen Zong thought secretly.
The Lieshan Fire Hell Kung Fu is only a low-grade holy-level body-training technique. Chen Zong naturally wants a more advanced body-training technique, and it is best to have a high-grade holy-level one.
If the level of Qi training and body training is the same, perhaps, I can combine the power of the two systems of Qi training and body training again, so that my strength will increase dramatically.
"I wonder when there will be news from Guxuan Tower." Chen Zong suddenly came up with an idea. He had this idea before, and he entrusted Guxuan Tower to look for it on his behalf.
However, the high-grade holy-level skills are very precious and are often held by those big forces. It is too difficult to obtain the high-grade holy-level skills that do not belong to the big forces. They are far from comparable to the low-grade holy-level ones.
At this time, people from Guxuan Tower came to the door and sent an invitation to Chen Zong.
"Auction." Chen Zong looked at the invitation.
"Yes, this is an auction led by our Guxuan Tower and co-sponsored by several other major forces. There may be treasures you need in it." The person who sent the invitation smiled.
"Thank you, I will go." Chen Zongdao put the invitation away, which was needed for admission.