With one sword, he cut off Ren Tu's head, and then took his mustard bag with him. Chen Zong turned around and walked away with brisk and swift steps, under the horrified gaze of everyone, as if he was startled.
who is he?
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At the foot of Xinming Mountain.
There were more than a dozen corpses lying strewn about, each corpse facing the sky, its pale face twisted, and its eyes full of horror and despair.
The wounds on every corpse were the same. There was a hole in the chest, and the heart inside had been ripped out.
A dark blue stream of light came quickly from a distance and landed next to a dozen corpses. It was Chen Zong.
After looking carefully for a few times, Chen Zong looked around again, then started to move forward again, like a wisp of blue smoke.
On the mountain trail, a short, fat man with dark skin was chewing a steaming heart that was still beating in one hand while walking happily.
"The taste is not as good as last time, and the strength is too weak."
The short fat man said with disgust while chewing.
"Heart-eater."
The sound came like a gust of wind and reached the ears of the short fat man. The short fat man immediately looked back, his small eyes shining with a fierce and ghost-like light. One glance could make ordinary warriors feel terrified.
The moment he saw Chen Zong, Heart Eater's ferocious little eyes suddenly burst into surprise, and he threw away the heart in his hand without hesitation, regardless of the blood and foam at the corner of his mouth, and opened his big mouth to reveal sharp teeth.
"I can feel the extremely strong blood in your body, and the nourished heart must be extremely delicious." The scarlet tongue of the heart-eater licked the sharp teeth, and the small eyes narrowed with greedy light. Immediately, Chubby
His figure flashed forward and he rushed forward with great agility, appearing in front of Chen Zong in an instant.
The five fingers of his right hand were stretched out, like nails made of black metal. They were extremely sharp. From a distance, Chen Zong felt like he was being pierced. As the sharp claws of the Heart Eater penetrated the air and struck, his heart trembled unconsciously.
, as if contained by an invisible mysterious force.
But Chen Zong ignored the sharp claws that pierced his heart, turned around in an instant, and unsheathed his sword.
The red sword light is like the sun rising across the sky, shining across the sky and the earth.
The sharp sound of gold and iron clashing sounded, countless sparks flew away, and a powerful backlash force impacted, and a figure quickly retreated.
It turned out that the person who rushed towards Chen Zong and grabbed his heart was just a phantom. The real body had already appeared strangely behind Chen Zong and took action. However, Chen Zong noticed and captured it, and resisted and repelled it with a sword.
"You have some skills." Heart Eater's laughter became sharper, faster and more erratic, dissipating and condensing like a cloud of smoke, elusive and hard to distinguish between true and false.
Weird and sharp laughter came from all around, like a demonic sound that penetrated the brain, constantly bombarding him, but Chen Zong's expression did not change at all.
With a sword in hand, all attacks from all directions can be resisted.
"Heart-eating!"
After repeated attacks, the Heart Eater unleashed his strongest move. The moment he swung out his claws, Chen Zong's heart suddenly jumped uncontrollably and then stopped, as if suppressed by an invisible mountain.
There was a pause, and the whole body felt instantly weak and extremely uncomfortable.
Immediately afterwards, it seemed to be tightly grasped by invisible hands, and it suddenly shrank and moved forward, as if it was about to leave the chest and body, and all its strength was also lost due to this.
Chen Zong could see the ferocious smile on the heart-eater's ugly face.
The sword light flashed, dazzling, across the sky.
At the end, there is a hint of jade white, remaining in the eyes of the heart-eater, that is the final scenery.
A sword cuts off the head.
The heart-eating move is indeed amazing. If it is the most powerful warrior, it will be difficult to resist and will most likely be killed. Unless it is a master of Yu Zhengxiao's level, but even if Yu Zhengxiao comes,
It's not easy to face this move.
Chen Zong's strength has reached the second level, and is still at a stronger level among the second level. Although he has been affected by it, he can still get rid of counterattacks.
If it weren't for the purpose of seeing the opponent's methods, Chen Zong would have killed Heart Eater with one sword.
After taking away the head and the mustard bag, Chen Zong walked away.
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At night, it rained heavily.
A candle as big as a thumb was lit in the ruined temple. The flame flickered and could only illuminate a small area.
Dense crackling sounds came from all directions. It was the sound of raindrops hitting leaves, tiles, stones, and soil. It was extremely complicated, but it was like a rhythm, playing in this night.
A figure sat next to the candlelight. Under the light of the fire was a face full of vicissitudes of life. The slightly stooped figure swayed with the swaying candlelight, and looked increasingly lonely under the sound of dense rain.
The sharp long knife, as curved as the waning moon, was placed on his leg, and he was gently wiped with a piece of blood-red cloth, repeatedly, as if he was maintaining the most exquisite work of art.
"Are you here to kill me too?" Suddenly, the middle-aged man raised his head and looked towards the entrance of the ruined temple with cloudy eyes. His voice was slightly hoarse, like a night owl.
"Yes." At the same time as the response, a figure also walked into the ruined temple from the outside. Even though it was raining heavily outside, there was not a drop of water on Chen Zong's body.
"You are the third person who wants to kill me today." The middle-aged man's turbid eyes fell on the scimitar on his leg again, and he wiped it carefully while speaking words that seemed to have nothing to do with him.
"After tonight, there won't be any more." Chen Zong responded simply.
"You are very confident." At the same time as the words sounded, a pale sword light tore through the light of the candlelight, and instantly struck in front of Chen Zong, making Chen Zong feel like he was about to be split in half.
The red sword light was like the scorching sun, shining on the entire ruined temple, and the pale white sword light shattered.
"Nine styles of great division of corpses!"
The ultimate move was executed, and a pale blade of light came through the air again. The moment it approached, it suddenly trembled, turning into nine rays surrounding Chen Zong's body. Each pale blade of light was like a scimitar, killing with astonishing sharpness.
To Chen Zong.
There is no specific trajectory, and it is difficult to find any rules. It is pure chaos, but it is amazingly powerful.
A very subtle move.
This kind of sword technique is enough to kill most of the most powerful masters, but for Chen Zong, it is far from enough.
With a swing of the sword, all nine pale sword lights were shattered.
The expression of the dismembering knife suddenly changed, and without hesitation, it turned into a pale light and shot towards a corner of the ruined temple.
The person coming is too strong, and he feels he is outmatched, so the best option is to take action.
But, will Chen Zong let him go?
"The sharpness of green jade!"
The Earth Yin Sword was unsheathed, and a jade-white sword light shot straight out, extremely subtle and sharp, capable of breaking everything.
The jade-white sword light disappeared, and the figure of the dismembering knife suddenly stopped and fell in the corner of the ruined temple.
After cutting off the head and taking away the mustard bag, Chen Zongzheng was about to walk out of the ruined temple when a figure suddenly rushed in.
As his eyes opened and closed, they illuminated the entire ruined temple, and his gaze quickly glanced at Chen Zong and the headless corpse in the corner.
"Did you kill with the dismembering knife?"
"Give me his head."
The two sentences before and after were astonishingly domineering, as if Chen Zong would die if he didn't obey.
As he spoke, he directly grabbed the mustard bag on Chen Zong's waist, intending to take it away.
Chen Zong dodged to avoid the opponent's grasp and noticed the clothes on the opponent's body.
Dark blue robe!
This is the symbol of the core disciples of Taiyuan Tianzong, and it swept across his sleeves, which is the symbol of Zhenyuan Mountain.
This person is the core disciple of Zhenyuan Mountain.
"For the sake of being both disciples of Tianzong, I won't argue with you and hand over the head of the dismembering knife." Chen Zong dodged him, and the man was a little surprised. His eyes narrowed and his tone was cold and stern.
"If you have the ability, come and get it." Chen Zong's answer was more direct.
"Looking for trouble." The core disciples of Zhenyuan Mountain were furious, and their majestic momentum attacked and suppressed them like an invisible mountain.
Then he raised his arm and struck Chen Zong with his palm like a knife. It was like a mountain of knives hitting Chen Zong, and his momentum was extremely terrifying.
Chen Zong then pointed his finger lightly like a sword, its sharpness was astonishing.
As if swords were clashing, Chen Zong's figure remained motionless, but the opponent swayed and took three steps back.
"Okay, I, Li Yuan, have written down today's events." Li Yuan snorted coldly and did not draw his sword to strike again, but quickly left the ruined temple.
Chen Zong did not pursue him.
One thing is that Taiyuan Tianzong has a clear rule that all formal disciples of Taiyuan Tianzong are not allowed to kill each other outside.
Secondly, the other party has no murderous intention, just to steal the mission merit.
"Li Yuan." Chen Zong pondered for a moment and knew the identity of the other party. He was the third core disciple of Zhenyuan Mountain and had the strongest strength, not inferior to senior brother Yu Zhengxiao.
It seems that Zhenyuan Mountain is indeed the first mountain among the Seven Mountains of Taiyuan.
Taking a step, Chen Zong walked out of the ruined temple and stepped into the deep night. The heavy rain was still pouring down, falling from the gloomy sky and hitting Chen Zong, but it was blocked by an invisible force.
Carrying the three heads symbolizing the mission, Chen Zong quickly returned to Taiyuan Tianzong Wanzhi Hall and handed over the mission.
Three thousand meritorious deeds were obtained.
I checked the task list again and found that there were no suitable tasks, so I had to give up temporarily.
After all, the merit rewards of some tasks are too low, but they take a lot of time, and the gains outweigh the losses. Others have higher rewards, but require a lot of time and energy, and are not suitable for short-term gains.
Returning to Lingya Pavilion in Cangyu Mountain, Chen Zong took out the weapons of the Three Heart Eaters and the Dismembering Knife. They were all third-order pseudo-spiritual weapons. However, on Chaotian Island, third-order pseudo-spiritual weapons were valuable.
, but in Canglan Continent, third-level pseudo-spiritual weapons have become common and of average value.
The next step was to check the mustard bags of the three people.
There are quite a few defective spiritual sources, more than two thousand in total. In addition, there are also a lot of elixirs, pseudo-elixirs, ores, etc. Finally, there are the martial arts practiced by the three of them.
Killing method!
Heart-Eating Claw!
Big corpse knife!
Chen Zong had fought against all three of them and had personally experienced their martial arts and skills. He was very aware of the power of these three martial arts, so he planned to study them to see if they would be beneficial to him.
Let’s look at the killing method first.
This inheritance is quite evil. It is a cultivation method that focuses on killing. It includes both martial arts and martial arts. Once you practice this killing method, you will be affected and become bloodthirsty without any reason.
He is bloodthirsty, and the more he kills, the stronger he becomes.
Looking at it, Chen Zong couldn't help but frown. This was obviously not in line with his own intentions. His own cultivation method should always be under his control, rather than being disturbed and losing himself.