The buzzing sound resounded in all directions and stirred up the four extremes.
As if the boundaries were broken in an instant, Chen Zong kept taking steps forward.
Fifteen thousand meters!
Everyone's expressions changed drastically.
This has obviously exceeded the ordinary limit of the eighth level of the Saint Realm, and is gradually approaching the ninth level of the Saint Realm.
The steps still did not stop and continued to move forward.
Hanshan Sword Lord looked solemn, gritted his teeth, and moved forward again. He still had some energy left.
Fourteen thousand meters!
Thirteen thousand meters!
Chen Zong's expression remained unchanged, as if this was not a big pressure for him.
Twelve thousand meters!
Hanshan Sword Lord tried his best and kept moving forward, just for the sake of a battle of spirits.
The strong men who were originally within a distance of 10,000 meters seemed to be alarmed and turned their heads to look over. These powerful Saint Realm masters were at least middle-aged.
All of them are strong men on the Yuantian Sword Ranking, and they are even ranked above Hanshan Sword Lord.
After all, the Yuan Tian Sword Ranking only considers strength, regardless of age or talent. In other words, as long as you are strong enough, you can be on the list.
Hanshan Sword Lord Zhao Lingyu is only at the early stage of entering the eighth level of the Saint Realm, but he can be ranked among them. He is powerful enough, but there are many people stronger than him.
Just because you have talent means you have a bright future, it doesn't mean you are better than everyone right now.
What's more, every mountain is higher than the other.
Sword Lord Hanshan did have the record of killing someone in the early stage of the ninth level of the Saint Realm, but it was only once, and there was also some luck involved.
Eleven kilometers!
Chen Zong's footsteps are still moving forward, and the distance of 10,000 meters is getting closer and closer. That is the level that belongs to the early stage of the ninth level of the Saint Realm.
Although Hanshan Sword Lord has also reached the 12,000-meter mark, his expression is solemn and his forward speed has also slowed down greatly. The pressure brought by the sharp edge and coldness here is extremely strong, making it difficult for him to continue moving forward.
feeling.
But seeing the opponent's figure still moving forward, Hanshan Sword Master tried his best to explode and vowed not to give up.
Ten thousand meters!
When Chen Zong stepped into 10,000 meters, the coercion suddenly increased a lot, and countless sharp edges turned into sword energy, charging madly, as if they were going to tear Chen Zong into pieces.
The extremely cold breath came roaring like a hurricane, crushing everything.
Chen Zong, however, endured all this calmly, causing all the swordsmen who had reached the ninth level of the Saint Realm to be surprised, with gleams of light in their eyes.
"Secret treasure!"
"This son definitely has a secret treasure on his body and can withstand the pressure of thousands of cracked sword marks."
Suddenly, many strong men had a trace of desire in their hearts.
After all, the opponent's cultivation level is only at the limit of the seventh level of the Saint Realm, but he can reach the level that can only be reached in the early stage of the ninth level of the Saint Realm. Such a huge leap is so amazing that even the peerless genius who detonated the colorful smallpox would have difficulty achieving it.
Moreover, throughout the ages, there have not been many peerless geniuses who detonated the colorful smallpox. On the contrary, there have been very few.
There are not many people who are so young and can detonate colorful smallpox in Shangyuan Realm in recent years, but all of them are very famous, and they are definitely not the person in front of me.
Hanshan Sword Master tried his best, but could not step into the 10,000-meter level, and finally stopped at 11,000 meters. This was his limit.
If he continues to move forward, it will be difficult to withstand the terrifying pressure.
Even at this distance of eleven kilometers, Hanshan Sword Lord Zhao Lingyu felt very uncomfortable and could not comprehend it at all. He could only try his best to resist the impact of the pressure.
I can't bear the time.
retreat!
Staring at Chen Zong's back with hatred in his eyes, Hanshan Sword Master could only retreat unwillingly. As he retreated, the pressure gradually weakened.
In the end, Hanshan Sword Master retreated to 15,000 meters. Although the pressure was still very strong, he could bear it and it would not hinder his own enlightenment.
"My little friend is a great talent, I am Canglang Sword Master. He is not very strong, but he is ranked thirty-eighth on the Yuantian Sword Ranking." An old man who has entered the middle stage of the ninth level of the Saint Realm turned his head and looked over, his gaze penetrating a thousand meters.
, fell on Chen Zong's face, with a smile on his face, as if he was very familiar, and then he sighed slightly, as if he was a little troubled: "I feel that my potential is about to be exhausted, but I am not willing to do so, and I try to borrow this Ten Thousand Split Sword.
He uses the secrets of marks to break his own boundaries, hoping to make further progress on the path of the sword."
"This shameless old guy is going to take action." Suddenly, someone sneered secretly.
"I also hope that my little friend can help you and lend me the secret treasure so that I can go further, understand the mystery of the Ten Thousand Cracked Sword Marks, and break through my own boundaries. I am very grateful." After some preparations, Canglang Sword Master said
, finally stated his purpose.
Secret treasure!
He thought that Chen Zong had a secret treasure in his body, so that he could cultivate at the limit of the seventh level of the Saint Realm, but he entered the early stage of the ninth level of the Saint Realm.
If this secret treasure falls into his hands, he will definitely be able to get closer to the end of the Ten Thousand Cracked Sword Marks and comprehend the stronger and clearer scent of the sword. By then, he will be able to make further breakthroughs in the path of the sword and become even more powerful.
As for the secret treasure if it falls into your own hands, there is no reason to return it. If you dare to ask for it, just kill it with one sword.
It’s not like things like this have never been done before.
At the same time, a forceful sword intent, like the Canglang River flowing across the river, burst out from the body of the Canglang Sword Master. It was like a violent wave sweeping across, surging endlessly, impacting Chen Zong, and the sword intent was fierce.
The pressure of words and sword will make Chen Zong surrender.
This level of sword intent seems to have reached a high level.
In fact, almost all the strong swordsmen who can be ranked on the Yuantian Sword Ranking have mastered high-level sword intent.
The only difference lies in the mastery and exploration of high-level sword intent.
Taking Chen Zong as an example, what he has mastered is the top-level Heart Sword Taoist Intent. The three unique moves in the Infinite Wuji Chain Sword: Chain, Wuji, and Infinity embody Chen Zong's exploration and mastery of the potential of the Heart Sword Taoist Intent.
The line between heaven and earth is the fourth sword, a sword that is close to the extreme state. It represents that Chen Zong's potential exploration and mastery of the Taoist intention of the Heart Sword has reached an astonishing height.
On the Shangyuan Heavenly Sword Ranking, there are of course ninety-nine sword masters, all of whom are quite powerful and have profound attainments in one of the sword disciplines.
However, there are very few people who can tap into the potential of the sword's will to reach its extreme state.
What's more, since they are both close to the extreme realm, the power of high-level sword intentions is not comparable to the power of top-level sword intentions.
The Canglang Sword Master is indeed a veteran swordsman. The power of the Canglang Sword Intent is truly astonishing, as if the waves of a river are turbulent, and every wave carries an astonishing sharpness and coldness.
But there was nothing he could do about Chen Zong.
The gap between the power of Canglang Sword Intent and the Dao Intention of Heart Sword is very obvious.
"Even if I have a secret treasure, what qualifications do you have to ask for it?" Chen Zong glanced slightly and spoke slowly, with a faint tone.
Immediately, Canglang Sword Master's expression changed, and he was even more surprised that his Canglang Sword Intention could not pose any threat to the opponent due to the pressure of his Canglang Sword Intention. For a moment, Canglang Sword Master was so frightened that he did not speak directly anymore.
He couldn't figure out the details of Chen Zong.
Did the opponent rely on the power of the secret treasure to get here, or did he rely on his own ability.
If it's the former, it doesn't matter. If it's the latter, it's shocking.
The former is more likely, but the latter cannot be ruled out.
Canglang Sword Master did not speak again, and Chen Zong naturally ignored him.
After feeling the pressure at 10,000 meters, Chen Zong's eyes flashed with a faint light. He stared ahead and could see more clearly the end of the ten-thousand-crack sword mark, where there seemed to be countless sharp auras hovering endlessly.
Take a step, take a step forward!
Everyone was surprised that they could continue to move forward.
Not long after, Chen Zong reached 9,000 meters and was almost level with Canglang Sword Master. Immediately, he walked past Canglang Sword Master without stopping.
Canglang Sword Master narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at Chen Zong, as if he wanted to see through it. His fingers moved slightly, as if he was about to draw his sword at any time.
But in the end, Canglang Sword Master's fingers relaxed, and he wasn't too sure.
Ten Thousand Cracked Sword Marks is the ultimate test of strength.
The level of cultivation here is not the real standard.
Chen Zong's ability to be on par with himself shows that his strength is very strong. Even if he is not as good as himself, there won't be much of a gap.
If you act rashly, you will just be the first to do it.
Canglang Sword Lord has lived for many years now, and has experienced many things. He has long been accustomed to thinking more, instead of being like a hot-blooded young man who draws his sword at every disagreement.
But Chen Zong was on guard. If the Canglang Sword Lord really dared to draw his sword, the consequences would be death. Chen Zong would never show mercy when he drew his sword.
Fortunately, Canglang Sword Master did not draw his sword in the end, otherwise, Chen Zong's counterattack would have made him regret it too late.
Eight thousand meters!
This is equivalent to the late stage of the ninth level of the Saint Realm.
Now, all of them have lost their voices and can't say anything.
It's amazing.
It's really amazing.
Although it is said that the higher the cultivation level, the greater the gap in strength, but similarly, the closer to the Ten Thousand Cracks Sword Mark, the more astonishing the increase in its pressure.
The pressure increase from 10,000 meters to 9,000 meters is definitely better than the pressure increase from 20,000 meters to 19,000 meters.
From this distance, Chen Zong could clearly feel the astonishing pressure.
However, it is not enough and it is not the limit.
Take a step!
Move forward!
Step by step, it affects everyone's eyes and moods, ups and downs.
This made Lord Hanshan Sword Master very jealous.
No one in the world can conquer fame and fortune, not even the most powerful in the Great Sage Realm.
Seven thousand meters away, there are three sword masters who have reached the peak of the Saint Realm. With their strength, they can actually go further, even reaching a distance of six thousand meters.
However, that would put them under great pressure, distract their minds, and lead to a decrease in the effect of enlightenment.
Chen Zong, however, has already reached the seven thousand meter mark and is on par with three swordsmen who have reached the peak of the Saint Realm.
Among these three people, one is an old man in black robes. He is tall and mighty, with eyes like a tiger's, and he is not angry but is powerful.
One of them looks like a middle-aged scribe in blue robe, with a rather booklike atmosphere.
One is an old woman with a stooped body, her face is wrinkled like dead tree bark, her eyes seem to be cloudy, and she looks like she has half a foot in the coffin with her old eyes dimmed.
The three people's eyes were all fixed on Chen Zong's face.