Chen Zong flicked his fingers, and the sword shook slightly as if it were boneless. The trembling sword made a melodious sound, shocking everyone in the world.
Chen Zong could tell at a glance whether a sword was good or not, and with a snap of his fingers, he could know more.
A good sword must not only be hard enough so that it will not chip easily, but also tough enough so that it will not break if it is too strong.
Chen Zong felt that this sword was connected with his own blood and mind, as if it had grown out of his body like the internal organs, as if it had become the sixth internal organs.
Divine weapon of destiny!
The divine weapon of destiny!
As for the Purple Thunder Sword, it has already been refined.
From then on, his only sword was this one, the Divine Weapon.
"The sword is born from the heart, and the body of the sword has no form. It gathers, separates, and unites in the mind." Chen Zong said to himself, his sword fingers lightly scratched the sword body, gentle and slight, his eyes were gentle, reflecting the sword body,
It seems like this is the only sword.
"In this case, I will call you the Jixin Wuxiang Sword." Chen Zong's soft chant fell, and the sound of the sword was melodious and passed down from generation to generation. The sword seemed to be cheering.
This sword...should have spirituality.
A ray of divine light suddenly flowed over the sword, just like the endless gurgling water.
Chen Zong can feel that the power of this sword is better than the Purple Thunder Sword, but the most important thing is the potential, which is unmatched by the Purple Thunder Sword.
When he first got the Ji Xin Wu Xiang Sword, Chen Zong was very excited, just like a child getting a favorite toy. He couldn't put it down. He forgot about everything else for a while and immersed himself wholeheartedly in the exploration of the Ji Xin Wu Xiang Sword.
After some exploration, Chen Zong knew that the Jixin Wuxiang Sword could be roughly divided into two forms.
One form is the real sword form, which is the form in the hand now.
The other form is the sword light form.
"Ten thousand swords... transform!" Chen Zong let go of his hand holding the sword. In an instant, the Jixin Wuxiang Sword burst out with extremely dazzling brilliance, like fireworks exploding, turning into sword lights one after another. Each sword light was
There are as many as ten thousand paths as thick as a hair.
Ten thousand sword lights were densely suspended around Chen Zong.
As soon as his thoughts moved, the ten thousand sword lights began to fly around him, performing different sword moves, as if ten thousand people were holding swords and practicing swordsmanship at the same time.
Of course, although Chen Zong can multi-purpose, he is still not able to multi-purpose. This is just because of the special nature of the Life Divine Weapon Ji Xin Xiang Sword, which makes it easy to control.
This feeling is really mysterious.
Kendo field!
In an instant, the sword field spread out, covering a radius of ten meters, and ten thousand sword lights gathered within ten meters. It seemed as if it was integrated with the sword field, and a feeling of controlling everything emerged spontaneously.
Sword light surrounded the kendo field, and Chen Zong could feel that this kendo field mixed with thousands of sword lights would have amazing defensive capabilities.
"Perhaps, I can develop a powerful and profound defensive sword move." Chen Zong couldn't help but thought about it secretly.
With Chen Zong's current accumulation and realm, creating his own sword moves is a trivial matter and a piece of cake. The problem is that it is not that easy to create a sword move that is completely suitable for him and is satisfactory to him.
"Before that, we must first break through in cultivation." Chen Zong secretly thought, recently, I have a not-so-good feeling, as if a crisis is about to strike.
Chen Zong estimated that there was a 70% to 80% chance that a powerful person from Hanyemen's realm of divine connection would come looking for him.
With my current strength, I'm afraid I'm still no match against the Tongshen Realm.
Break through first.
Wait until you have the strength to connect to the gods, then compete with them.
During this period of time, Chen Zong read and digested part of the memory of the Sword Master of the East Courtyard, and he felt that he was about to find a solution, perhaps within the next few days.
Three days later, Chen Zong finally found a solution.
"Although this method is extremely dangerous, it doesn't feel like a catastrophic disaster." Chen Zong said secretly.
To seek wealth and wealth through insurance, if you want to achieve greater gains, of course you have to accept some risks.
Chen Zong felt that such a risk was within his tolerance and he could fight for it.
The path of cultivation is like this. If you only seek stability every time, then there may not be any risks or accidents, but it can only be like this. In the future, it will be difficult to advance to a higher level.
Chen Zong's temperament is to strive for progress while maintaining stability. When there is a better opportunity, as long as there is hope, he must seize it.
Taking a deep breath, Chen Zong prepared to make a breakthrough in this valley.
Suddenly, the vague sense of crisis became stronger, and a powerful and shocking aura descended overwhelmingly.
The sky in the distance was instantly rendered black by an inexplicable force, spreading rapidly like the coming of darkness.
Darkness is coming!
Waves of chill came with the darkness of night, directly covering the entire valley.
A trace of tyrannical aura filled the valley.
Chen Zong was generally suppressed.
Immediately, a figure also emerged from the night. It was an old man in black robes, with dark eyes and deep eyes, standing in the air with his hands behind his back, as if he had merged with the night.
The old man stared at Chen Zong, his deep and dark eyes turning, as if he wanted to see Chen Zong thoroughly.
Chen Zong remained motionless, carefully feeling the aura on the opponent's body, and then comparing it with the memory of the sword master of Dongting.
Sure enough, this old man's cultivation level is the Yudao realm, which is the first level of the Divine Realm.
The Yu Dao Realm is at the ninth level. I feel that the old man's cultivation level should not exceed the third level. Of course, it may be that the other party has restrained his own aura fluctuations and did not reveal them all, so Chen Zong cannot perceive it clearly.
After all, Chen Zong is Chen Zong, and Dongting Sword Master is Dongting Sword Master. He has the memory of Dongting Sword Master, but does not have the realm of Dongting Sword Master.
"Which sect are you a disciple of?" the old man said, his voice a bit cold, like the cold wind blowing in the night.
"Loose cultivator." Chen Zong said without hesitation, with a smile on his face. Deep in his heart, there was a trembling feeling, which was very stimulating. The stimulation made his heart accelerate, and his blood was like a torrent about to burst the embankment.
A trace of fighting spirit condensed from the deepest part of his heart.
The old man was slightly startled. He was in the state of spiritual connection and his perception was very keen. Naturally, he could also feel the fighting spirit condensed in Chen Zong.
A sub-god level.
Yes, he could tell that this boy was at the sub-god level. When faced with his own state of divine connection, his first reaction was not to beg for mercy or to run away, but to raise his will to fight.
How arrogant!
"Okay, you kill me, Hanyemen Sanye, and I'll give you two choices." A cold light flashed in the eyes of the old man in black: "The first choice is to kill for life, the second choice is to worship me as your teacher and swear allegiance to me.
I am Hanyemen."
The old man's abacus was very good. It was obvious that this boy's talent was astonishing. If he swore allegiance to Hanyemen, it would not be long before Hanyemen would have another person in the realm of divine connection.
Moreover, if you worship yourself as your teacher, you will definitely get some benefits, which is a kind of blessing from fate.
Maybe it will take you a step further.
Thinking about it, I feel very wonderful and excited. In this way, maybe Hanyemen can become a mid-level star-level force or even a high-level force in the future.
"I choose the third option." Chen Zong smiled slightly, grasped the Jixin Wuxiang Sword tightly, and drew it out with one stroke.
The sword light tore through the sky in an instant, killing him. Chen Zong did not test him. With his demi-god level strength, he was not enough to test someone in the realm of divine connection.
Therefore, this sword directly exploded with ten power.
Thanks to the increase of the Jixin Wuxiang Sword, the power of the ten successes has increased by several percent, making it even more astonishing.
"It's a small trick." The old man was slightly startled. He never expected that the other party would dare to take the initiative to attack him. He then smiled coldly, showing contempt on his face.
No matter how powerful the demi-god level is, it is still a sub-god level, and the gap between it and the realm of divine connection is immeasurable.
He stretched out his hand and made a slight tap, and a jet-black finger force suddenly shot out through the air, defeating the sword light in just an instant.
This was just an understatement of the old man's finger, and the power he used was less than one-tenth of his own.
gap!
This is where the difference lies.
Chen Zong's heart became more and more trembling.
Taking a deep breath, Chen Zong exploded with all his strength.
The power of Taichu Sword Yuanti!
The third level of the ultimate secret technique!
Refine your heart and return it to your sword!
The force of the sword that he exerted with all his strength continued to increase, and its power was more than twice as powerful as the sword just now.
"Oh, it's pretty powerful." The old man's eyes lit up slightly. Chen Zong's sword surprised him.
It is simply unbelievable that a demi-god level could use such a powerful sword.
Looking back on when I was at the demigod level, I was far from such a person.
Moreover, if your cultivation level is just for the first time in the Yu Dao realm, you may have to show your true strength to deal with such a sword.
Pointing it out again, the power was a bit more powerful. After defeating the sword light, it seemed to penetrate the void and kill directly towards Chen Zong.
Under the force of that finger, a straight crack appeared in the void, which immediately made Chen Zong's hair stand on end.
Without hesitation, Chen Zong released the realm of swordsmanship, and the Jixin Wuxiang Sword also decomposed in an instant, turning into ten thousand sword lights that surrounded him, overlapping one another to resist.
Break, break, break!
The sword lights were shattered under the black finger force, but in the end they still blocked the black finger force.
"Not bad, you can actually block a blow from two of my spiritual powers." The old man was secretly surprised. He was at the third level of the Yu Dao Realm. Although the blow just now did not use Dao power, it was just the divine power of the Divine Realm, but his divine power was compared to
The power of a demi-god is many times stronger.
In this case, let's try it with the three successful powers.
The old man's purpose was not to kill Chen Zong, but to subdue him and use him for his own use.
In an instant, Chen Zong rolled up a sword light, burst out with extreme speed, and fled away.
Chen Zong, who had just fought against each other, already understood that he was no match for his opponent, and there would be no benefit in continuing to fight.
"Don't even think about escaping." The old man suddenly became angry, his beard was furious, the night was rolling, and the terrifying momentum came, and he wanted to suppress Chen Zong.
Immediately, I saw his five fingers spread out, and the black light filled the air, turning into a huge black palm, as if falling from the sky, grabbing Chen Zong overwhelmingly.
Chen Zong's expression changed, a flash of determination flashed in his eyes, and in the next breath, a void flying boat appeared.