(You must take good care of your teeth. Liu Dao, who was still dizzy just after having his teeth extracted, has a profound experience and painful lessons. Junior brothers and sisters must take good care of their teeth.)
The stone house has three floors. It looks exquisite from the outside, and the interior is even more gorgeous and resplendent.
A young man in brocade robes sat on a golden seat inlaid with gems, looking down from a high position.
"I defeated you with just one finger..." The tone seemed to be questioning and playful, but it made the three people below nervous. They couldn't help but be nervous, because the person in front of them was ranked among the more than 3,000 outer sect disciples.
The second-ranked being will sometimes be ranked first. Not only does he have extraordinary talent and amazing combat power, he also has an extraordinary background.
"Yes." The man who was defeated by Chen Zong lowered his head and said yes repeatedly.
"I have some strength, I guess I can reach six stars..." The man in brocade robe smiled, a little weirdly: "Okay, you guys go down, remember, don't say anything you shouldn't say."
"Yes, yes." The three of them nodded in succession, bowed and backed away.
Although they are both outer disciples, they already have different statuses. All of these are brought about by strength.
"It's time for Zheng Jiewu to test it again." The young man in brocade robe said to himself.
Zheng Jiewu is one of his confidants, and his combat power has reached the early six-star stage.
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Under Chen Zong's precise control, a trace of strength slowly flowed towards the zenith. It was very peaceful and seemed not to be aggressive at all.
That trace of strength came into contact with the zenith, but it could not enter the zenith and was isolated by a flexible force.
Chen Zong gradually exerted his strength, releasing the restrained strength bit by bit, trying to pierce the toughness of Zenith. A slight pain spread from the top of his head, and Zenith's resistance became stronger.
After trying for a moment, Chen Zong was covered in sweat and his face turned pale, as if he was about to collapse.
Trying to break through the zenith is too difficult and dangerous. It's like jumping on a tightrope, with mountains of swords and seas of fire below.
"How can we penetrate the zenith?" Chen Zong murmured to himself and asked.
The difficulty of penetrating the zenith is obviously higher than that of the abyss.
I really don’t know how those warriors from ancient times to the present who have truly achieved the Dzogchen Realm of Lianjin have done it, or in other words, in fact, most of them have not really achieved the Dzogchen Realm of Lianjin, but only half-stepped to the Dzogchen Realm of Lianjin.
level.
"I wonder if there are any records on how to break through the Great Perfection of the Jinjing Realm in the classics collected by the Zongheng Sword Sect?" Chen Zong secretly thought, and couldn't help but look forward to it.
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"My name is Zheng Jiewu, come and test your strength." Zheng Jiewu, who had thick eyebrows and big eyes, pulled out his broad-bladed sword. His words were like a signal. The broad-bladed sword slashed into the air, and the blade cut the air at high speed, squeezing it to form a white air flow, like
The waning moon streaked across the sky, heading towards Chen Zong, leaving a straight trace on the ground, spreading straight towards Chen Zong.
Chen Zong was not surprised at all. The second temptation came again.
However, it seems that the combat power is not very strong.
As soon as his thoughts changed, Chen Zong's right hand disappeared, and the melodious sound of the sword could be heard vaguely. A sword light was so fast that it shattered the white sword energy and squeezed the air forcefully, forming a moonlight the size of a palm.
Zheng Jiewu's expression suddenly changed. The sword was too fast and too fierce. He had no time to dodge, so he could only forcefully hold the sword across his chest.
The slap of the moonlight shot through the air and directly impacted the sword. The sword bent inward and hit the chest directly. A terrifying force exploded. Zheng Jiewu flew up upside down, and even retreated after landing. His chest was in pain, as if his sternum was being damaged.
It was as if it was shattered, the energy and blood surged, and the blood couldn't help but spill into the sky.
"Too weak, let the person behind you come over in person." The calm voice seemed to float from the distant sky and into Zheng Jiewu's ears.
Standing still with difficulty, Zheng Jiewu held a sword in one hand and covered his chest with the other. There was a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, and there was a shocking red streak on the ground.
But the opponent's sword was still in its sheath, as if it had never been unsheathed.
Zheng Jiewu's expression changed, and it was clear that the opponent's strength was much greater than his own, and there was no comparison at all.
I have a six-star initial combat power, so what level does the other party's combat power reach?
Six-star mid-term?
Impossible, even with six-star late-stage combat power, it is impossible to defeat him so easily.
Is it the peak of six stars?
Or the six-star limit?
No matter what, Zheng Jiewu knew that he couldn't handle it, so he could only take the words back.
Zheng Jiewu left, and soon the news spread throughout the outer disciple area.
After all, Zheng Jiewu's search for Chen Zong was not a secret matter, and someone had already paid careful attention to it.
"Defeating Zheng Jiewu with one sword, his combat power must be at least a six-star late stage."
"No, I saw it with my own eyes. That sword was very fast. It probably didn't use all its strength, so its combat power may have reached the peak of six stars."
"Six-star peak combat power, that's a combat power that can be ranked in the top thirty."
There are more than 3,000 outer disciples of the Zongheng Sword Sect, and each of the top 30 disciples can at least reach the peak of six-star combat power, which is much higher than that of the Yunlong Dynasty.
Ding Xuan, who ranked first in the Yunlong Dynasty's Dragon Ranking, ended up with only six-star peak combat power. If placed in the Zongheng Sword Sect, he wouldn't even be in the top ten.
"Zheng Jiewu is that man's confidant. Now, there will be something good to watch."
"If that person takes action himself, Chen Zong will be in tragedy."
"Yes, it's okay if he doesn't take action. Once he does, he won't show mercy."
In a huge, unpretentious stone house, a young man with long hair and shawl hair was holding a huge roasted animal leg in his right hand and a jar of fine wine in his left hand. After hearing the news, he showed a smile.
"Senior Brother Yan, I think Xiao Jinpeng will take action himself." Next to him, a young man as strong as a bear said while eating barbecue.
"No, Zheng Jiewu is not the most powerful of Xiao Jinpeng's subordinates. Xiao Jinpeng, who wants to save face, will not take action so easily. The next person to take action should be Wu Zhongchi." Yan Hua said with a smile, as if he knew Xiao Jinpeng very well.
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This Yan Hua is now the number one outer disciple. He takes turns competing with Xiao Jinpeng for the first place. They have fought against each other many times and he knows Xiao Jinpeng's temperament quite well.
As Yan Hua said, Xiao Jinpeng was angry, but he had no idea of taking action personally, because there was another person with stronger combat power under him, that is Wu Zhongchi, with a six-star late-stage combat power of more than 3,000
Among the outer disciples, it is very extraordinary to be among the top fifty.
"Defeating Zheng Jiewu with one sword shows that you are very powerful." Wu Zhongchi narrowed his eyes and shook his rapier, creating a brilliant sword light that was dazzling.
Immediately, countless rays of light formed a spiral shape and gathered from all directions. In the blink of an eye, they were completely concentrated into the rapier, making the rapier's light extremely dazzling.
Those watching from a distance did not even see clearly how Wu Zhongchi drew his sword. The hair-like sword light pierced the sky and killed Chen Zong.
This sword is frighteningly fast and extremely sharp.
"As soon as he made a move, he used his unique skill Aurora Kill."
"With the same level of combat power, it's difficult to deal with this sword."
When the voice fell, Chen Zong remained motionless, his sword unsheathed and piercing the sky.
In Chen Zong's eyes, such a fast sword can still be traced and caught instantly.
The mountain-splitting sword slashed down, its power surged, and the sword light shattered the aurora into pieces, and then it shot back.
Although he seemed unhappy, he was already in front of him. Wu Zhongchi felt the same as Zheng Jiewu. He could not dodge and could only raise his rapier to resist.
The moment the two swords collided, a harsh sound rippled in all directions, and the energy tore the air apart and shattered the ground.
The forceful and overbearing power impact was astonishingly sharp, as if it was about to tear his body into pieces. Wu Zhongchi's expression changed drastically, and he kept retreating under the terrible impact of power. His rapier vibrated and almost flew out of his hand, and his blood surged.
It couldn't help but spit out, staining the ground red.
A sword!
With another sword strike, Wu Zhongchi was defeated just like Zheng Jiewu.
"Wu Zhongchi was also defeated."
“Incredible.”
"Wu Zhongchi's combat power is at the late six-star level. He even used the ultimate move of Aurora Kill and was defeated by a sword."
"The six-star limit is definitely the six-star limit, and it is a combat power that can rank among the top ten."
Everyone watching was shocked.
Being listed in the top ten in terms of combat power is enough to cause some turmoil.
"He actually has such fighting power." After Song Jingxiao learned about it, he was extremely surprised, while Lin Changle's expression changed drastically. He wanted to take action against Chen Zong that day, but luckily he was stopped, otherwise he would have been disgraced.
"The next step will be fun." Song Jingxiao was surprised, with a smile on his face.
"It doesn't look like a frog in the well."
"With some skills, no wonder he dares to compete for the title of Sect Sword Master."
"Let's go, follow me to see this new junior brother who is qualified to compete for the sect's sword." Yan Hua washed his hands, held the mahogany sheath sword on his waist, and strode outside the stone house, followed by several people.
"Senior Brother Yan is here."
"Is Senior Brother Yan going to take action?"
"Now it's fun."
"Junior brothers, you have guessed wrong. I am not here to take action, but to watch the fun." Yan Hua said with a smile.
"Watching the fun, what fun are you watching? Could it be that you're watching Senior Brother Xiao Jinpeng take action?"
"I guess so. Zheng Jiewu and Wu Zhongchi were defeated one after another and lost face. This is unacceptable to Senior Brother Xiao Jinpeng. He will definitely take action personally to defeat Chen Zong."
More and more people came outside Chen Zong's stone house.
Chen Zong felt the auras from all directions and walked out of the stone house. In an instant, many eyes focused on him, like sharp swords, falling on him one after another. However, Chen Zong's expression remained unchanged, and the wind was light and the clouds were calm.
Compared with the gaze of a powerful person in the extraordinary realm, such a gaze seems too weak to have any impact.
"Senior Brother Xiao Jinpeng is here."
"Where?"
"Come on, come on, there's a good show to watch."
Not long after, a young man wearing a brocade robe and a feather crown strode forward, his expression as cold as cold iron, and there seemed to be a cold light flowing in his eyes, making people dare not look at him for fear of being pierced.
Cold and arrogant, extraordinary and aloof.
This was Chen Zong's first impression when he saw Xiao Jinpeng.
When Chen Zong saw Xiao Jinpeng, Xiao Jinpeng's sharp eyes also looked over. As they looked at each other, a threatening cold light shot out, as if an invisible sword energy tore through the sky and killed Chen Zong.
Ordinary outer disciples would be afraid that their legs would weaken under this kind of gaze, but Chen Zong was not afraid at all. This kind of gaze was too weak.