Chapter 60: Longitudinal and Horizontal Senluo Sword Strike (Part 2)
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The cold light of the sword filled the air, and the swords were connected endlessly.
Suddenly, he had 50% of his power under his control. Under Chen Zong's control, he felt the strength and condensed it into a powerful and unparalleled sword power. He raised the sword with one move.
The swords came into contact, and the long sword was unable to resist and was bounced high into the air. Mo Sen's expression suddenly changed, and his figure flew high into the air along with the long sword.
A terrifying force constantly impacts the blade. It is not only domineering, but also surprisingly sharp. It is endless, like one wave after another, which is simply incredible.
As we all know, domineering, fierce and strong power is often less sustainable, and continuous power is often softer, but the power wielded by Chen Zongyi's sword is domineering, fierce, sharp and continuous, and it also implies
A kind of flexibility, like the gurgling water.
"Netherworld Knife... Everything is so powerful!" Hundreds of meters above the ground, Mo Sen held the handle of the knife with both hands, making a loud and powerful sound, like thunder and strong wind, and also like the cold wind blowing from the Nine Netherworld.
The long black knife was swung slowly, and countless black knife shadows spread across the void, like a cold dark cloud covering the sky, low and oppressive. They looked up one by one, their expressions changed drastically, and they felt it was difficult to breathe and their whole body was stiff.
The full name of Netherworld Sword is Yousen Netherworld Sword.
Wanxiang Senluo is the second unique move of Nether Sword, which is more powerful and profound than Nine Shadows Kill.
The Senluo sword light condensed into cold dark clouds, covering it in a layer, as if the sky collapsed and pressed down.
"Kill!" Accompanied by Mo Sen's low shout, like the roar of the cold wind, the black long knife slashed. Suddenly, a large black cloud of overwhelming sword light fell from the sky, and the low pressure, the terrifying aura made the arena below shake.
, the expressions of everyone in the spectator seats changed drastically, and each one of them had to use all their strength to use their skills to resist the impact of this aura.
If they were not far enough away, this kind of breath would be enough to suppress and defeat them one by one. Even so, they felt very uncomfortable. Their chests seemed to be blocked by an invisible stone. They tried hard to breathe but could not get any air. They were about to suffocate and faint.
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Chen Zong raised his head and stared at the cold dark clouds pressing down on the sky. He could see that every black sword light in them was flashing with a terrifying edge, and the coldness contained an astonishing and irresistible domineering force, crushing everything.
The shattered Baizhan Arena seemed to be crushed, and Chen Zong felt the pressure on his body increase dramatically, like a mountain of knives falling.
The light in his eyes became brighter and sharper, and with a slight shake of his arm, the sword trembled slightly as his fingers tightened, making bursts of melodious and harsh sword sounds, as if the sword was cheering.
The sound of "chichichi" sounded continuously, and the sword power condensed by 50% of the body's strength and 50% of the vertical and horizontal real power was poured into it, and countless phantoms appeared on the sword body, surrounding the long sword.
"cut!"
With a low shout, Chen Zong struck the sky with his sword as if he had used all his strength.
It seems like a simple sword, but it is the fortieth form of Zongheng Sword Technique, which is extremely powerful.
Zongheng Sword Technique is a sword technique that is driven by the great power of Zongheng. Only in this way can the power be exerted to the extreme. However, with Chen Zong's gradual improvement, it can be driven by the new power after fusion.
When used, the power remains undiminished, and it possesses even more amazing mysteries under the new power.
The sword light broke through the sky, like a waning moon more than ten meters high rising into the sky. The waning moon gave off a halo. A closer look revealed that the halo was actually formed by the shadows of countless sword lights and the waning moon.
Up and down, the sword light waning moon directly hit the sword light dark cloud, shattering the heavy sword light, but it was also constantly weakened, and finally collapsed, but the sword light dark cloud was still less than half
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Continue to chop down.
Chen Zong swung his sword again, and the waning moon of more than ten meters of sword light shattered the remaining half of the sword light and dark cloud.
The body and sword merge into one, piercing the clouds and soaring into the sky. The long sword cuts across the sky, like flying stars killing Mo Sen, who is falling in the sky month by month.
Facing Chen Zong's assassination sword, Mo Sen looked cold and solemn, his eyes were as sharp as a blade, he clasped the long knife with both hands and then slashed it down. A black shadow seemed to appear behind him, raising a huge black sword like a ghost demon.
This is the third unique move of the Netherworld Demon God. With one strike, it seems to be able to summon the power of the Netherworld Demon God to cross the boundary and kill powerful enemies.
The murderous intention was astonishing, and it was as cold as prison. Everyone in the spectator seats was numb and their blood was frozen, and they could hardly move. They even stopped breathing. It seemed that the knife was aimed at them. There was no way to dodge or resist, and they could only wait for death to come.
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Chen Zong was also unable to dodge, and the swords struck each other. Chen Zong only felt a terrifying and extremely powerful force impacting himself. It was as if he could not resist. His whole body was like a meteorite falling from the sky, and it was violently bombarded on the Baizhan Arena.
With a rumble, as if the ground was shaking, the Baizhan Arena was completely shattered. Amidst the billowing dust and smoke, no one could see clearly what was going on inside. Only Mo Sen fell from the sky.
"What a terrible trick!"
"Did Mo Sen win?"
"Chen Zong won't be killed, right?"
After coming back to their senses, everyone found that they could move, and they all spoke in shock.
After the dust and smoke cleared, there was a deep pit in the center of the collapsed Baizhan Arena. A figure rose into the sky, bringing up countless flying debris and falling dozens of meters in front of Mo Sen. It was Chen Zong.
It seemed that except for the slight damage to the sword robe, there seemed to be no damage.
In fact, this is also true. Mo Sen's sword is indeed very powerful, enough to kill ordinary five-star extreme warriors, but Chen Zong's strength is not comparable to that of ordinary five-star extreme warriors.
Furthermore, Chen Zong's physical strength was strong, his indestructible body defense was astonishing, and coupled with his tyrannical sword strength, he was able to completely withstand the terrifying power of that sword.
But Chen Zong was filled with emotion.
This Mo Sen was of extraordinary origin, and his inheritance was not simple, which is obvious when compared with the Zongheng Sword Code.
Before it was perfected, the Zongheng Sword Code was not high enough and could only be regarded as good within the Tianjiang Mansion. However, it would not rank well in the entire Dragon Map Domain and was nothing at all.
The perfected Zongheng Sword Code has indeed been greatly improved. No one in Tianjiang Mansion can match it, even the Zhenzong Martial Code of the four middle-level sects is not far behind.
However, it still cannot be compared with the inherited martial arts of the Longtu royal family, which does not mean that the level is not as good as the other party.
The Heaven-Level Unparalleled Art is the highest level of Heaven-Level Kung Fu, and the Zongheng Sword Code is the Heaven-Level Unparalleled Art, but it lacks other inheritances, such as some unique and killing moves.
For example, Mo Sen's Yousen Mingluo Sword is usually very powerful. It is not weaker than the sword style of the Zongheng Sword Code, but there are also Nine Shadows One Kill, Wanxiang Senluo and even Netherworld just now.
Terrifying tricks such as the killing move cannot be compared with Zongheng Jiandian.
Mo Sen was also very surprised that his Netherworld Killing Style did not cause Chen Zong any harm.
"The Zongheng Sword Code itself is strong enough, but it lacks corresponding unique moves. My strongest moves are only the two secret sword styles." Chen Zong said secretly.
Another name for those two secret swords,
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It's a fake spiritual weapon.
Pseudo-spiritual martial arts actually have different grades, divided into three levels: low-grade, middle-grade and high-grade. Secret Sword Pointing Star and Secret Sword Dragon Bird Dance are both low-grade pseudo-spiritual martial arts.
As for the Thunder King Transformation performed by Lin Ziqi previously, Chen Zong estimated that it was at least the middle-grade pseudo-spiritual martial arts level, possibly higher.
For the first time, Chen Zong felt that his means were few and lacking, which resulted in him being weak in responding to strong enemies. He could only rely on vertical and horizontal swordsmanship to fight against the enemy, feeling somewhat powerless.
There was no way, the Zongheng Sword Sect's own background was too weak, and even though Chen Zong had the help of the Ancient Mysterious Stele, his own experience and knowledge at the time were limited, just like a clever woman can't make a meal without straw.
"Perhaps, I should look for some other sword skills or pseudo-spiritual martial arts to practice in the future." Chen Zong thought secretly.
But now, we still have to defeat Mo Sen first. Only in this way can we continue our winning streak, and then achieve a hundred consecutive victories.
"You are very strong, but that alone can't do anything to you." Mo Sen suddenly spoke, while recovering the power he had just consumed: "Next, I will use my secret weapon to determine the outcome."
"Are we going to decide the winner?"
"Finally, we have to distinguish between high and low."
Everyone couldn't help but get excited.
"Come." Chen Zong only replied with one word. He held the long sword across his chest and placed the fingers of his left hand like a sword on the spine of the sword, slowly brushing it.
"Netherworld Storm..." As the words Mo Sen sounded, the long knife seemed to explode into pieces, and a cold black wind emerged out of thin air, as if it was bred from Mo Sen's body and filled the air, swallowing Mo Sen's body directly.
The rumbling sound was terrifying, like a storm formed by the strong wind blowing from the Nine Netherworld, coming with the will of death, strangling everything and devouring life. Wherever it passed, the broken stone slabs of the Hundred Battle Arena disintegrated one after another.
"Netherworld Storm, a middle-grade pseudo-spiritual weapon, is indeed the heir of that family." The faces of the pseudo-transcendents on the Baizhan Tower were solemn.
Chen Zong's face was solemn, and he felt a kind of destruction from the netherworld storm, a terrifying destruction, extremely powerful, and I am afraid that its power can threaten the warriors with six-star initial combat power.
Taking a deep breath, Chen Zong's sword finger crossed the spine of the sword and reached the tip of the sword. His great vertical and horizontal strength poured out without reservation, as if water was flowing past, and countless powers condensed into light and flowed along the sword's spine.
Go, the force penetrates the tip of the sword, and a sharp cold light bursts out, as if it can break the stars.
Secret Sword Point Star!
Time is still short, and Chen Zong is still unable to use new power to activate the secret sword. He can only use the great power of Zongheng, and its power is still unparalleled.
Using all the true power at the ninth level of the True Martial Realm, this sword is extremely powerful.
But that's not all, Chen Zong concentrated his energy highly and inspired the power of the sword's true meaning.
An astonishingly sharp aura descended on the long sword, gathered at the tip of the sword, and merged into the cold light, as if a terrifying lightning had struck.
Staring at the terrifying black storm that was sweeping in crazily, Chen Zong stabbed out with his sword.
The space in front seemed to be shaking, as if it was pierced by a sword, and it shot out like a sword, directly hitting the black netherworld storm.
Everyone stood up unconsciously, staring with their eyes wide open and their necks stretched out, not daring to blink for fear of missing the most exciting scene.
Upstairs in Baizhan, several pseudo-supernatural realms also stared with wide eyes.
Zongheng Jiansen Luo Dao, the victory or defeat between Chen Zong and Mo Sen was decided in this blow.