The Black Demon Sect warrior said the last words with a fierce face, tilted his head, and died. Blood gurgled out from his heart, which was dark red and had a strong fishy smell.
"The fifth one." Chen Zong frowned slightly.
It has been twenty days since I entered the Western Wasteland, and I have encountered a total of five Black Demon Sect warriors. The first four Black Demon Sect warriors are all at the fourth level of Jinjing Realm. Although their strength is not weak, there is a significant gap compared with Chen Zong and they can be easily killed.
kill.
This fifth Black Demon Sect warrior is directly at the early stage of the fifth level of training. He has a powerful body and amazing strength. Chen Zong also showed his strength to the extreme. Finally, he used the momentum technique to promote the extremely lightning-killing sword.
, bursting out with a burst of inner energy, blood and physical strength, and just penetrated the opponent's heart.
Even so, Chen Zong was not unscathed. There was a foot-long wound on his back. The bone was deep and the blood was dripping. Fortunately, the self-healing ability was strong and the bleeding had stopped. However, it was not easy to completely heal. Chen Zong twisted his arm and tried his best to
If possible, sprinkle medicinal powder on the wound to speed up healing.
"This time, I don't know how many people will die at the hands of the Black Demon Sect warriors." Chen Zong secretly thought, and found some pills and some money tickets from the Black Demon Sect warriors.
On the twenty-third day, the wound on the back was completely healed, but it left an obvious scar, like a battle record.
After twenty-three consecutive days of killing, Chen Zong's aura became even sharper, and his eyes opened and closed with an intimidating power.
Fight, fight, fight, keep fighting, every battle is a battle of life and death, if you are not careful, you will die.
Chen Zong doesn't want to die, so he will go all out in every battle. The benefit is that he can control his power more precisely, and every sword technique is also more subtle.
Tonight, the weather is very bad. The clouds are thick and the darkness is so heavy that it seems to be suppressed. It brings a very depressing feeling to the people and monsters in the Western Wilderness, making it difficult to breathe.
Click!
The red lightning, like a giant python, streaked across the sky with incomparable violence and fierceness, tearing apart the dark clouds and illuminating the world in an instant.
The night in the Western Wilderness is the most dangerous. For human warriors, vision is blocked at night, but it is the world of monsters. Basically, the warriors who enter the Western Wilderness have the highest mortality rate at night.
However, on such a night, even monsters will hide.
Monsters have caves to hide in, but warriors have difficulty.
The red thunder tore through the clouds one after another, each one extremely violent and overbearing, and nothing could stop it.
The roar was earth-shattering, as if the end of the world was coming.
Chen Zong built a bonfire and looked up at the red thunder that flashed across the sky from time to time. The smell and color directly attracted him.
Whether it is the original Lightning Sword Art, the Lightning Killing Sword that was learned from the Lightning Sword Art, or the current Thunder and Light Sword Art that I major in, they are all inseparable from thunder and lightning.
Of course, swordsmanship is swordsmanship, and thunder and lightning are thunder and lightning. The two are not the same, and the difference in power is huge. What's more, a sword is a sword after all, it is just a simulation, but thunder and lightning are real and are
The power of heaven and earth.
However, Chen Zong, who once witnessed thunder and lightning on a rainy day and understood the Lightning Killing Sword, felt an indescribable feeling and a kind of throbbing in his heart when he saw such thunder and lightning.
"Thunder and lightning represent power, the authority of heaven and earth, domineering majesty, swiftness and violence. Everything cannot be resisted and will be destroyed by the power of thunder and lightning..." Chen Zong muttered to himself, staring at the red thunder in the sky.
Trance.
There is something eerie about the red lightning that seems even more terrifying.
He jumped up and drew his sword out of its sheath. Under the thunderous night sky, the light of the sword lingered. When the sword was thrust out, it was like a small lightning tearing through the air.
Lightning sword technique!
Thunder sword technique!
The left hand also cooperated and used the big thunderbolt hand.
Every door can be related to thunder and lightning in some way.
In the sky, streaks of red thunder and lightning streaked across the sky and shattered the clouds, emitting an astonishing and dazzling light, and filled the air with an aura of violent destruction.
Under the sky, Chen Zong practiced his sword without thinking. Gradually, each sword seemed to fit in with the red lightning trajectory in the sky, either straight or winding, giving him an indescribable feeling.
It was as if there was a strange mirror separating them. The sword light swung by Chen Zong was reflected and magnified after passing through the strange mirror, or the red lightning in the sky was reflected and shrunk after passing through the strange mirror.
But if you look closely, you will find that there are still subtle differences in the trajectories of the two. The trajectory of Chen Zong's sword is flawed.
This kind of flaw cannot be seen by ordinary warriors. Only those who are strong in the True Martial Realm can see the clues.
As for Chen Zong himself, he felt nothing. Now, he was completely immersed in swinging the sword. Gradually, every sword was freed from the restrictions of the Lightning Sword Technique and the Thunder Light Sword Technique, and he could do whatever he wanted.
Over and over again, suddenly, a bolt of red lightning shot down from the sky as if off track, tearing the night apart. As it meandered, like a cruel and powerful red dragon, it fell less than a hundred meters away from Chen Zong, hitting a building.
A bag of earth that is seven to eight meters high and more than twenty meters wide.
There was a roar, the earth shook, and the soil bag was torn into pieces. A little bit of soil mixed with the terrifying power of lightning shot out in all directions, directly covering thousands of meters in radius, which was more terrifying than arrows.
The power contained in every bit of dirt is enough to penetrate the tyrannical body of a third-level low-grade monster.
In the blink of an eye, countless pieces of earth swarmed towards Chen Zong, like a swarm of locusts, trying to beat Chen Zong to pieces with holes and blood flying everywhere.
A strong sense of crisis permeated his whole body, and without any hesitation, Chen Zong turned his left hand into a claw, clasping the hilt of the sword at his waist, and unsheathed the sword, shining in the night.
The two swords were in hand, and they were swung immediately. Each sword seemed to be related to the Lightning Sword Technique, and both were related to the Thunder Light Sword Technique, but they seemed to be freed from their respective shackles and formed a whole of their own.
The sword light was like lightning, bringing up streaks of light like thunder, spreading all around, crushing the dust particles that came from it.
Under the collision, Chen Zong could clearly feel the power contained in each piece of soil. The impact was very strong, but for him who was in the middle of the fourth stage of the Jinjing Realm and was close to the later stage of cultivation, it was nothing.
The point is that the power contained in each piece of soil, although very subtle, is the real power of thunder and lightning, with very terrifying destructive power.
When the power of lightning penetrated the sword body, poured into his arms and spread to his whole body, Chen Zong's body trembled involuntarily and became numb. All his strength seemed to be scattered and it was difficult to gather it together.
However, Chen Zong's internal energy was very pure after all. He resisted forcefully and continued to draw his sword. Only in this way could he reduce the impact he received.
The soil fragments were constantly being shattered, and Chen Zong's swords seemed to be unable to penetrate when splashed with water. However, with the continuous impact of the power of lightning, the numbness all over his body became more intense, and his whole body seemed to melt away.
The strong mental will controls the extremely pure inner energy and keeps running. The Hunyuan Orb worn close to the body seems to be stimulated. Large waves of breath pour into the body, mixed with the tempered Chen Zong's body.
A body of copper skin, steel bars, and iron bones must be continuously integrated and condensed into one body.
It was clear that Chen Zong realized that this was a rare opportunity, but the dirt was scattered all over the place.
The power of lightning invaded the body, trying to cause damage, but it was resisted by the Hunyuan aura and circulated, but it could not be dissipated. Over and over again, Chen Zong felt very uncomfortable, numb all over, and the power
They all dispersed.
"Condensation!"
With a low shout, the sound was like thunder, and the thunderous sword energy that had dispersed was condensed again under the strong mental will.
In Chen Zong's mind, the mystery of lightning swordsmanship, the mystery of thunder swordsmanship, the mystery of lightning lightning sword, and finally, the red thunder that shot down from the sky and shattered the earth bag seemed to reappear,
Directly splitting Chen Zong's mind, Fulin's heart burst with inspiration.
With a sharp shout, like a thunderous explosion, Chen Zong threw away the sword in his left hand and held the sword with both hands. He circled the sword with a force behind him, channeling the power of lightning in his body and pouring it into the sword.
, slashed forward, and halfway through, the killing force reached its end, and immediately turned into a straight thrust, and the speed surged, like a real lightning bolt tearing through the sky.
Tsk!
The air was like a piece of cloth being cut directly. The speed of the sword was extremely fast. The blade of the sword rubbed against the air and turned red. The temperature soared, and the smell of anxiety filled the air.
When the sword fell, the edge of the sword turned red, especially the tip, as if it was being roasted in a fire.
"Although there is no target, the power of this sword is definitely very strong. It must be twice as powerful as the lightning hitting the wood in the subtle realm." Chen Zong said secretly, watching the light track under the sword dissipate, and was secretly excited.
The sword that brings happiness to the heart and the sword that bursts with inspiration also benefit from a solid foundation and last-minute understanding.
"This sword will be used as the killing move of Thunder Light Sword Technique, called Thunder Light Split Mountain."
Thunder Light Sword Technique is a top-level sword technique at the earth level, but it is incomplete without the final killing move. Especially the last killing move is very important and can be said to account for half of the entire sword technique.
If he couldn't get it, he would make up for it himself. A feeling of harmony emerged spontaneously. In an instant, Chen Zong's understanding of the Thunder Light Sword Technique was a little deeper.
"I wonder if Lei Guang Split Mountain is stronger or weaker than the original killing move of Thunder Guang Sword Technique?" Chen Zong thought to himself.
However, judging from the Wind Cutting Sword Technique and Tianguang Sword Technique that I had previously practiced, they should be about the same.
That sword also forced out all the raging lightning power in the body, and the body returned to normal. The Hunyuan aura emerging from the Hunyuan Orb also returned to its original level. However, Chen Zong could feel the progress of the fourth level of body training.
There has been improvement, and we are getting closer and closer to completing the training.
"Thunder Light Splitting Mountain is just a start-up, preliminary mastery. It requires more practice to become proficient and further perfect."
Under the lightning night, Chen Zong drew his sword again.
Suddenly, big raindrops fell on his face, making a crisp sound. More and more raindrops fell from the sky, forming a dense line of rain. In the blink of an eye, Chen Zong was soaked all over his body.
But he ignored it and practiced his sword in the rain. Every time his sword came out, it shattered countless raindrops and caused water droplets to fly.