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Chapter 11 Sword Cultivation in the Middle Ages (4)

This sword has no sword essence, no physical refining power, and no soul power. It is just a very ordinary sword thrust, but it contains the energy and spirit that Chen Zong has nurtured and inspired since the fierce battle.

It is an unparalleled belief that it will hit and kill. With just one sword, you must exert all your strength. It is the strength of the spirit and the body.

The moment the sword was swung, Chen Zong felt sublimated. It was a spiritual sublimation, as if he had broken the limits of his spirit.

When I first started practicing, my spiritual will was not prominent. Gradually, it became an important part, just like a belief.

But then, mastering the spiritual consciousness, then mastering the spiritual thoughts, and condensing the soul is equivalent to the spiritual transformation and evolution again and again, just like the evolution of life, constantly rising to a higher level.

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However, the spirit never disappears, it always exists.

Nowadays, all high-end powers have been suppressed by the field of swordsmanship, and the only thing left is the most fundamental spiritual will.

That is also the fundamental power that a person is born with, rather than acquired through cultivation.

The sword was swung as if it was burning, and Chen Zong had an indescribable understanding. However, he didn't have time to think too much, because he couldn't think too much and could only swing the sword.

Put all your energy and energy into swinging this sword.

The ultimate sword in normal state.

The sword light shot out in an instant, as if traveling through time and space, the sword struck with a decisive blow.

The most powerful sword, the most powerful sword.

Can't stop it!

The figure formed by the condensed sword energy could not stop Chen Zong's sword with all his strength.

The sword struck out from his hand was immediately shattered into pieces, as powerful as a broken bamboo, without even the slightest resistance.

The sword is broken!

People die!

The figure formed by the condensed sword energy was immediately shattered by Chen Zong's sword and dissipated instantly, leaving only a majestic and extremely pure sword energy of the dark attribute, which flew directly into Chen Zong's body.

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The sword energy was very majestic. As soon as it entered his body, Chen Zong had a clear feeling. It was very strange, as if something had entered.

The next breath, Chen Zong felt again that a tyrannical force seemed to appear out of thin air, rushing endlessly within his body.

The power is back.

Because the field of swordsmanship that suppressed him disappeared.

This also shows that the power in the field of swordsmanship has been exhausted.

The absorbed original sword energy of the dark attribute was immediately integrated into Chen Zongyi's sword energy, making the transformation of Taichu sword energy more obvious.

Especially the majestic original sword energy absorbed in the end.

Immediately, Chen Zong stared at the black giant sword in front of him. Now, he should be able to touch the giant sword.

A sword left behind by a kendo master from the Middle Ages.

Stepping out, Chen Zong approached the black giant sword step by step. His strength was circulating and raised to the extreme. The power of the devil's heart was also fully restored. He was fully focused and ready to respond at any time.

Because even the devil's heart doesn't know the details of that giant sword.

An artifact left behind by a master of swordsmanship must possess unpredictable power.

Chen Zong held his breath and concentrated, concentrating all his attention. His strength was also concentrated on his arms, reaching directly into his palms, flowing back and forth endlessly.

Grab it with one hand!

The five fingers pierced the sky like a sharp sword, carrying unparalleled astonishing power. They thrust directly out. When they approached the dark hilt covered with sword patterns, the five fingers suddenly bent like an eagle's claws, as if they could tear apart.

everything.

Hold on!

Just for an instant, Chen Zong's five fingers, which were condensed with ultimate strength and seemed to be burning with divine fire, clasped on the dark hilt covered with magical sword patterns. The moment Chen Zong's five fingers clasped the dark hilt of the sword, an indescribable wave of

The cold power immediately spread through the five fingers, soaking Chen Zong's palms.

The power burning like divine fire on his five fingers seemed irresistible.

However, Chen Zong did not release his fingers because he did not feel any danger or threat. It was just a reaction of the sword itself.

The five fingers are clasped tightly, the joints are protruding, and the veins on the back of the hand are also bulging, Chen Zong exerts his strength.

The power of the Dacheng World Divine Body is astonishing and powerful, but Chen Zong discovered that the weight of this sword seems to be greater than that of the ancient mountains. With his own power that is so powerful that it can destroy mountains, it is... difficult to shake.

Every cent.

Not moving at all!

The giant sword didn't move at all.

Incredible!

Thirteen levels of heart fire burned, which immediately greatly increased Chen Zong's strength. The right arm holding the giant sword swelled in an instant, containing terrifying power, as if he could easily break the earth with one punch.

Work hard!

His fingers seemed to be crushing the hilt of the sword, but that was just an illusion.

Not moving, still not moving at all.

The supreme method of spiritual martial arts!

All the power exploded out completely, doubling directly.

However, it was of no use. The sword was still stuck on the ground, as if it was integrated with the earth and could not be shaken at all.

The next breath, a sudden change occurred.

Chen Zong only felt a suction force and a devouring force coming from the hilt of the sword, like a glutton, madly devouring all of his power. Chen Zong was powerless to stop it, and his power moved at an astonishing speed, like...

The gates opened and poured out like a torrent.

Even if the devil wants to stop it, it can't.

Chen Zong's expression changed greatly, and his hand seemed to be firmly sucked by the hilt of the sword, unable to break free. Just when he thought he was about to be sucked in, the strong suction force of the giant sword suddenly stopped.

"Yu...Mingyue Jingfeng...learned swordplay at the age of three, practiced swordsmanship for twelve years, practiced swordsmanship in the world at the age of fifteen, and was invincible with the sword at the age of eighteen..."

"...I thought I was invincible in the world, clinker, but I was invincible in this world, and when I stepped into the void, I realized that the swordsmanship has no boundaries..."

It was as if the ancient sigh traveled through time and space, crossed the era, continued from the Middle Ages to the present, and reached Chen Zong's ears. Apart from the vicissitudes of life, the sound also had an indescribable courage and sharpness.

Vaguely, as the voice continued to sound, Chen Zong seemed to see a majestic figure. The figure, dressed in black robes, seemed to be standing in the dark void, with a huge sword suspended around him. The huge sword was pitch black,

Covered with magical sword patterns, it is the black giant sword that unleashes the realm of swordsmanship.

"...I have been practicing swordsmanship for ten thousand years, creating a world of swords, defeating the void, slaying all foreign enemies, and traversing the void for millions of years, but I am trapped here and cannot break through."

"...However, with limited manpower and endless catastrophes, the sword world cannot withstand the power of the catastrophe after all. We can only use all our strength to leave the sword in this life, so that we can survive the catastrophe and continue..."

"You can see Yu Zhi's sword and hear Yu Zhi's voice, which means that Yu Zhi's sword has survived the catastrophe. You have also passed the test and will be able to inherit the sword world..."

The sound became faint at the end.

When the last word came into Chen Zong's ears, Chen Zong suddenly realized that the darkness in front of him seemed to become more and more obvious. The majestic figure standing in the dark void also slowly turned around and raised his head.

The arm that seemed to be able to traverse the void, its five fingers slightly bent, clasping the hilt of the sword, every movement and even its subtleties were clearly visible.

Immediately, I saw the stalwart figure holding the sword and swinging it out with a seemingly ordinary slash. In an instant, endless sword energy spread out, like a storm, directly covering everything in all directions.

Vaguely, Chen Zong seemed to hear a majestic ancient voice.

Sword world!

Chen Zong was enveloped, as if he saw countless sword auras, transformed into vegetation, forests, rivers and lakes, but in just an instant, everything disappeared, leaving only the brightest and most brilliant sword aura, which shot directly through the void.

to.

Unable to dodge, Chen Zong found that he was completely unable to dodge. His whole body seemed to be frozen, whether it was his body, spirit, or mind.

He could only watch helplessly as the sword energy approached, and then shot into the center of his eyebrows.

boom!

As the sword energy shot into the center of his eyebrows, Chen Zong felt as if his soul, soul, and divine sea had exploded, as if they had turned into the vast void, losing all consciousness, and everything seemed to be evolving on its own.

I don't know how much time passed before Chen Zong regained consciousness and quickly checked and found that he was intact. He couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Zong discovered that his right hand was still holding the hilt of the black giant sword, but there was no longer any suction force, and his palm could easily break away from the hilt.

When Chen Zong's right hand took off the hilt of the sword, the black giant sword trembled slightly, as if it was letting out a final cry of grief, or a cry of relief.

Its dark color is turning gray, as if it has lost all strength and cannot withstand the erosion of time, and will eventually die and become decayed.

Indeed, this sword is the sword of the master of Ming Yue Jing Feng Kendo in the Middle Ages. It has been with him all his life and has unpredictable divine power. Although it has survived the catastrophe by luck and continues to this day, it can only exist in the ancient ruins of the Ming Dynasty.

Inside, it continues to linger, and as time goes by, its power will gradually pass away until it completely disappears.

Chen Zong's arrival was a coincidence, but it also shortened the power of his existence and accelerated the passage of his power. Especially in the end, after inheriting the sword world of Ming Yue Jingfeng, it exhausted the last bit of power of this sword.

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Without the protection of that little bit of power, this sword seemed to have experienced the erosion of eternity. It could no longer resist at all and quickly became gray and defeated.

A clicking sound sounded, and a crack appeared on the gray and defeated body of the giant sword. A second sound sounded, and a second crack also appeared.

One crack after another continued to appear, and eventually, it spread all over the sword body and became densely connected.

broken!

The giant sword was shattered, carrying the kendo inheritance of the medieval era, and after continuing it, it was shattered as if it had completed its mission.

Looking at the broken sword, Chen Zong was stunned.

The manpower is limited, and the catastrophe is endless!

This sentence suddenly rang in his ears again, as if the master of swordsmanship from the medieval era was whispering in front of him, which made Chen Zong feel a little heavy.

Practice wholeheartedly, chase the peak, and become invincible in the world, but in the end, what will happen even if you defeat all powerful enemies?

After all, it cannot withstand the power of the catastrophe.


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