The powerful aura impacted and surged in the void, as powerful and endless as a frenzy.
In the void, it seemed as if the impact and collision of the two extremely powerful auras caused countless distortions, light refraction, and countless vortexes and cracks vaguely appearing.
Just the collision of breaths is enough to produce subtle traces, enough to show how powerful and terrifying the masters of these two breaths are.
In the distance, everyone seemed to be holding their breath, for fear of disturbing those two people, two powerful men.
Next to Tianhen Jianhou, stood a middle-aged man with a straight back. He seemed not to be carrying a weapon, but his whole person exuded a sense of terror that was as powerful as a magic sword, as if a person was a sword and a person.
There is no distinction between man and knife.
His eyes were like knives, filled with a monstrous sword force. The sword force was as violent as the water of a long river rushing endlessly. It rushed away with great force, as if the void had crushed everything on the earth, smashed it, and completely
turned into powder.
However, such an astonishing sword force was blocked when it hit Chen Zong. The person who blocked it was an old man wearing a purple robe. He was very tall and had a feeling like a diamond mountain. He stood on the ground.
All things are invincible.
The purple-robed old man's aura was extremely condensed, like a refined diamond. He suppressed everything and directly collided with the opponent's sword, making a terrifying sound and shattering everything around him, whether it was the void, the earth or the dust.
Even if only a tiny bit was revealed, that tiny bit, it would make Chen Zong feel frightened, as if he was in danger of being destroyed, and his expression would be extremely solemn.
Strong!
This is the terrifying power of a king-level powerhouse in the fifth realm.
Tianhen Jianhou released a signal bomb and summoned a strong man from the Wanren Sect, and was about to directly suppress and capture Chen Zong, but just in time, a strong man from the Xinfeng Tower also arrived in time to stop him.
Now these two powerful men each released their auras, colliding with each other, and secretly competing.
In addition, the old man in purple robe has also asked clearly what happened.
"King of Daohe, at the Ten Thousand Yuan Gathering, the one with the highest price will get it. Since it is obtained by the people from Xingfeng Tower, it would be too much for you to block the way and rob." The purple-robed old man released an astonishing and extremely powerful force.
With incomparable momentum, he laughed loudly, and his voice was even more majestic and powerful, spreading directly in all directions.
The middle-aged man from the Wanren Sect, that is, the middle-aged man, heard the words and his face sank slightly.
Naturally, he also knew what happened. If the old man in purple robes, King Jin Gang, had not come, then they would directly take action to capture Chen Zong, suppress him and take him away. At that time, it was not up to them to decide how to deal with it.
But now, the strong men from the Trade Wind Tower arrived in time, and they were still not inferior to their own King Jin Gang. Even if they took action, they could not do anything to the other party. Even the other party's roar was so loud that others heard it.
This is not good for Wanrenzong's reputation.
Although everyone knows that there will definitely be many murders and swindling outside the Ten Thousand Yuan Collection, it is only a tacit understanding.
"Let's go." King Daohe said to Tianhen Jianhou.
Tianhen Jianhou was filled with resentment. He really wanted that sword sharpening order.
It's a pity that he can't take down the opponent. He summoned a king-level strongman, and the other party also summoned a king-level strongman. No one can do anything to the other.
In this case, we have no choice but to leave. Otherwise, would it be embarrassing to stay?
Full of reluctance, Tianhen Jianhou finally left with the King of Daohe.
"Thank you, King Jin Gang." Chen Zong thanked the purple-robed old man with a sword salute.
"No need to be polite." The purple-robed old man laughed loudly, and his voice was as loud as a bell, making the surrounding area tremble: "I'm going back to Xinfeng Tower, do you want to go back with me?"
"Then there is King Lao Jin Gang." Chen Zong said.
With a powerful king-level figure like King Jin Gang accompanying him, the safety will undoubtedly be improved a lot.
Sure enough, under the leadership of King Jin Gang, Chen Zong not only returned to the Trade Wind Tower safely but also quickly. Farewell to Queen Jin Gang, Chen Zong immediately returned to his pavilion, opened the ban, and took out the small sword.
edge.
It was also covered with sword patterns, but Chen Zong discovered one thing after careful analysis. The sword patterns on it were not consistent with the sword patterns on the small blade he had obtained before. Perhaps at a glance, many people would think that
It's almost the same, but Chen Zong's observation is so keen that he can see the difference right away.
mysterious!
Relatively speaking, the sword patterns on this small blade are more than ten times more mysterious.
To put it simply, if the sword pattern of the small blade before corresponded to the entry-level swordsmanship level of the Great Dao, then the sword pattern of the small blade now corresponds to at least the Dao swordsmanship of the Perfect Realm, or even the extraordinary Perfect Realm.
, but a relatively advanced stage in the realm of perfection.
After careful observation, Chen Zong discovered that with his current attainments in Dao swordsmanship, he was able to decipher the sword patterns on the small blade.
It just takes some time.
Without wasting time, Chen Zong immediately started to crack it, and he still used the full force of Yixin Jue to crack it.
The method of cracking this time is the same as the last time. They both enter it with consciousness and confront the sword-holding figures transformed by the sword energy. The swordsmanship of these sword-holding figures are all great swordsmanship, and they have all reached the perfect level.
.
Moreover, Chen Zong also discovered that the great swordsmanship performed by these sword-wielding figures were not all the same.
war!
The battle was fierce, extremely fierce.
The perfect realm of swordsmanship performed by the figure holding the sword is something Chen Zong has never seen before, and each has its own mystery.
"Thirteen gates!" Chen Zong was secretly shocked.
The total number of Dao swordsmanships performed by these sword-holding figures is thirteen. Thirteen different Dao swordsmanships are really astonishing.
Although Chen Zong cannot master these thirteen great swordsmanships, he can observe their mysteries and enrich his own swordsmanship foundation to a certain extent.
Of course, the best thing is to be able to directly obtain the thirteen great swordsmanship, practice it to a perfect state, and then integrate its essence into your own swordsmanship to greatly enhance your own swordsmanship and power.
Unfortunately, I can only think about it now.
During the fierce battle, Chen Zong was still a little distracted, but as more sword-wielding figures arrived, the pressure continued to increase. In the end, Chen Zong could no longer be distracted.
The pressure increased sharply, Chen Zong looked solemn, and he had not reached his limit.
Today, I have superb swordsmanship and is very powerful, which cannot be compared to when I cracked the small sword blade before.
One after another, figures holding swords were killed by Chen Zong and dispersed, turning into pure sword energy and disappearing.
When the last sword-wielding figure was defeated by Chen Zong, Chen Zong waited quietly.
Last time, the same change occurred. Countless sword energy condensed into a sword energy shadow. It was Old Man Iron Sword, a sixth-level emperor-level expert who sharpened his sword skills.
So what about this time?
In an instant, thousands of sword energies emerged one after another, and then they gathered together to form a figure.
The figure was condensed from thousands of sword energy, and it condensed in an extremely mysterious trajectory as it shuttled between them, as if a strong swordsman was performing a swordsmanship. From it, Chen Zong could see the influence of the thirteen great swordsmanship.
shadow.
Ten breaths later, thousands of sword energies were completely condensed, turning into a figure that shimmered with faint golden light, giving it a high and sacred feeling.
"Junior, I am Jin Guang, the No. 1 Sword Emperor of Mojian Mountain." The eyes of the golden light sword aura figure burst out with three feet of golden light, piercing the sky like a sword blade, and an astonishing sword intent also spread out.
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Chen Zong was suddenly shocked.
Sword Emperor!
Golden Light Sword Emperor!
You know, the Sword Emperor is an emperor-level expert, a seventh-level expert.
Previously, it was Old Man Iron Sword, a Sword Emperor-level expert in the sixth realm, and now he was the Golden Light Sword Emperor, an Emperor-level expert in the seventh realm. Suddenly, Chen Zong's mind became active and he became even more excited.
The three-level sword-sharpening technique was obtained from Old Man Iron Sword, so now, this Golden Light Sword Emperor is an emperor-level powerhouse in the seventh realm, a man many times more powerful than Old Man Iron Sword.
Chen Zong still clearly remembered that the title of the old man Iron Sword was the Sixth Sword Emperor, and the title of the Golden Light Sword Emperor was the First Sword Emperor.
According to common sense, there must be some gaps between the first and sixth.
Chen Zong didn't know much about Mojian Mountain. He had consulted its information, but there were not many records. Especially the records about Mojian Mountain in Jiuchong Tianque were very few, just a few words, and very vague.
However, there are records in the main building of Trade Wind Tower that Mojian Mountain is not an emperor-level force, but a holy land that exceeds the emperor-level.
The so-called holy land is also a holy-level force. It is a powerful force with holy-level powerhouses sitting there, and the strength of holy-level powerhouses is not comparable to that of the emperor-level power.
The gap between the emperor level and the saint level is much larger than the gap between the emperor level and the emperor level.
I just don’t know why, millions of years ago, Mojian Mountain, the holy land of swordsmanship, suddenly became extinct and disappeared in a very short period of time.
There were also other powerful men from the Holy Land who searched for the reason, but they did not find any reason.
Gradually, those holy places were abandoned.
Over time, with the passage of time, Mojian Mountain became history, existing only in ancient books of some powerful forces, and became a written record.
Moreover, very few people will read it. Even if they accidentally read it occasionally, no one will care about it, unless someone like Tianhen Sword Marquis or Chen Zong gets something related to Mojian Mountain.
Chen Zong, for example, has done special research on it. Unfortunately, there are too few records about Mojian Mountain.
"The fact that you can obtain this sword-sharpening order means that you are destined to Mojian Mountain." The golden figure of the First Sword Emperor spoke again: "In this case, I will send you to Mojian Mountain to accept the test. If you are true
Those who are destined can get the inheritance of Mojian Mountain."
The inheritance of Mojian Mountain!
The inheritance of the holy land of swordsmanship!
In an instant, Chen Zong's heart beat involuntarily.
Immediately, Chen Zong saw that the body of the Golden Light Sword Emperor emitted thousands of feet of golden light, as if tearing apart the layers of time and space. Then, Chen Zong felt that his consciousness was directly wrapped in the golden light and torn apart.
The void, escape directly into it and disappear.
However, the main body was not affected at all and remained in the pavilion of Xingfeng Tower without anyone noticing.