"Swordsmanship that condenses murderous intent. The stronger the murderous intent, the stronger the swordsmanship." Chen Zong said secretly.
Unit Dragon's sword skills are indeed very strong, and it should not be Qingyun Sect's sword skills. He has other adventures, and this is also true. Unit Dragon does have other adventures, and he has obtained the skills and matching sword skills.
In the ninety-second game, Qingmang Sword Yanagi Maki appeared. He was not young either. He was eighteen years old. Like Miao Junfeng, his cultivation level was also at the sixth level of the Foundation Establishment Realm. His swordsmanship was superb and his reputation was compared to
Miao Junfeng will have many more victories.
Only those who have reached a certain level of fame will be given the title. Miao Junfeng did not because he was not famous enough.
Those who are famous are often better.
Qingmang Sword Yanagi Maki's opponent's cultivation level is not weak either, and has also reached the sixth level of Foundation Establishment Realm.
"I only draw one sword." Liu Zhenji said calmly. As soon as he finished speaking, the long sword hanging on his waist suddenly unsheathed, turning into a little blue sword light that penetrated the sky, as fast as a flying star. In an instant,
The sword light disappeared and the sword was sheathed.
The process from drawing the sword to sheathing it takes only an instant, less than a breath of time.
Just when Liu Zhenji's opponent was about to make a move, he felt a slight pain in the middle of his eyebrows. He couldn't help but stretched out his hand to touch it, and saw a bright red spot in front of his eyes. It was very dazzling. His face changed drastically and his whole body felt cold.
"I lost."
"Another sword."
Chapter 101.
Ye Xiwen, the Flying Flower Sword, is one of the two parties and has a late-stage cultivation of the sixth level of the Foundation Establishment Realm. The other person has no title, but her cultivation level is not weak and has also reached the late stage of the sixth level of the Foundation Establishment Realm.
"Junior sister Ye, please."
"Catch the sword." Ye Xiwen shouted sweetly, her soft waist swaying like a flower in the wind, so beautiful.
The long sword at the waist was unsheathed. In an instant, the light from the sword was like a flower in bloom, so beautiful that you could vaguely smell the fragrance of the flowers.
Ye Xiwen's opponent suddenly had a trace of intoxication on his face. He felt as if he was in a sea of flowers, smelling the strong fragrance of the flowers, and his mind relaxed in an instant.
It only took a moment to realize that something was wrong, and he immediately adjusted, but he was already a step too slow.
A sword flower bloomed in front of my eyes. It was in full bloom and was extremely magnificent. Then a bit of cold light shot out like a stamen and stayed at the center of the eyebrows. The cold touch made the entire scalp numb.
"Senior brother, I accept." Ye Xiwen smiled sweetly and sheathed her sword.
"I'm not giving in, it's my junior sister who is more powerful." The other party couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Thinking about his cultivation and powerful boxing skills in the late sixth level of the Foundation Establishment Realm, he was defeated by the opponent with a sword before he could show off his skills. Although he was unwilling to do so, there was nothing he could do about it.
When masters compete, they only compete for a moment. At that moment, I was distracted by the opponent's graceful and swaying figure and magnificent swordsmanship. Although I woke up immediately, I had already lost the opportunity.
Of course, if there is another battle, if you are prepared, you will not be so easily affected, but it is still unknown whether you can defeat the opponent in the end.
"Another sword."
All the spectators were amazed.
With the same level of cultivation, defeating the opponent with one sword is not an easy task. It is a clever application of one's own strength, and it is also a combination of one's superb martial arts realm and outstanding combat ability.
One battle after another.
In the 118th scene, Chen Zong took the stage.
"Chen Qingzong." Cao Tianxiong stared at Chen Zong, with hatred in his eyes: "You don't want to lose in the first game."
Cao Tianxiong has defeated his opponent and successfully entered the second round. He hopes to defeat Chen Zong with his own hands. You must know that he has put in several times the effort in this month and his strength has improved a lot.
Seeing Chen Zong on stage, the sword maniac Zhang Tiekuang couldn't help but straighten his waist a little, and was not as loose as before. This change was not obvious, but it was still noticed by others around him.
Yinfeng Dao Yin Chong's eyes narrowed, and a cold light flashed across his eyes.
He recognized that this person was the person who avoided his collision on the Qingyun Stairs more than a month ago.
"I hope you can be shortlisted for the finals." Yin Chong chuckled, his voice low.
"Chen Qingzong, I heard that you easily defeated Cao Tianxiong a month ago." Tan Li chuckled and said: "But I am not a loser like Cao Tianxiong. Either give up or be injured by me. What should you choose?"
Tan Li's words stimulated Cao Tianxiong, causing Cao Tianxiong's face to darken, and his fists clenched, making a banging sound, but he also knew very well that even if his strength improved, he was still no match for Tan Li.
This Tan Li's cultivation is at the late stage of the sixth level of the Foundation Establishment Realm. He looks ordinary in stature, but he is born with supernatural power. The boxing skills he cultivates are even more heavy punches. If he doesn't make a move, he will have earth-shattering power when he makes a move. He can break mountains with one punch.
title.
"I recognize him. He has the power to break mountains with one punch and his punching skills are fierce. I have personally seen him break a huge boulder weighing 10,000 kilograms with one punch." said a casual cultivator.
"Oh, then his opponent is miserable. He was hit by a punch and will be severely injured even if he is not dead." Another casual cultivator said.
After dividing the swords and rivers, Jiang Baichuan stared at Chen Zong. His superb swordsmanship intuition made him feel that this person seemed to be not simple, but he could not tell where he was not simple.
"Is it an illusion?" Jiang Baichuan said secretly, because no matter how he looked, he couldn't see anything unusual about Chen Zong.
The head of the Mo family, Feng Pingsheng and the leader of the Black Tiger Gang all laughed when they heard the casual cultivators talking.
The head of the Mo family and the leader of the Black Tiger Gang sneered, while Feng Pingsheng chuckled.
They knew very well how strong Chen Qingzong was. Even the masters at the ninth level of the Foundation Establishment Realm were killed by him with one sword. No matter how powerful Tan Li was, who was said to break mountains with one punch, could he be comparable to the masters at the ninth level of the Foundation Establishment Realm?
No, even the eighth level of Foundation Establishment among casual cultivators can kill Tan Li.
"Idiot." Zhang Tie grinned wildly.
A month ago, he struck out with his sword and failed to hit Chen Zong. Although he didn't know the opponent's specific strength, he could infer that he was not weak.
Tan Li may not be his opponent, but he is talking arrogantly here. He is nothing but a fool.
"Take action." Chen Zong said without hesitation: "You only have one chance."
"Oh, you mean you want to defeat me with a sword?" Tan Li was startled, then laughed: "Hahahaha, I laughed to death. I didn't expect that your tongue is sharper than your sword."
Many people around him laughed, mocking Chen Zong for not knowing his own abilities.
"Take my punch." The laughter paused, and Tan Li shouted loudly. The sound was like thunder. He took a step forward, his steps were heavy, like a mountain shaking. The entire martial arts stage seemed to tremble. Tan Li clenched his fists amid the roar.
The powerful right fist shattered the air in front of him. The fist was covered with a layer of khaki infuriating energy, violent and heavy.
boom!
With an astonishing momentum, the air under the fist was squeezed, forming a solid wall of air that blasted towards Chen Zong. The air pressure was astonishing, and a strong wind roared.
What was stronger was that punch, like an angry earth dragon.
"So strong!"
"The natural divine power coupled with the true energy at the late stage of the sixth level of the Foundation Establishment Realm pushes the power of the Heavy Mountain Fist to the extreme. It is indeed terrifying. Ordinary casual cultivators at the early stage of the seventh level of the Foundation Establishment Realm may not be able to resist it."
A group of casual cultivators were amazed.
The more you read, the more terrifying you feel about the Qingyun Sect.
The disciples of the outer sect can display such strength, but what about the disciples of the inner sect?
You must know that becoming an inner sect disciple is not an easy task. Without sufficient talent and strength, it simply won't work.
In other words, every inner sect disciple can be regarded as a first-level genius from the outside.
"Let me see how strong you are." Zhang Tiekuang said secretly. Although Tan Li was judged as a fool by him, he was not a person in vain.
"Brother Zong, come on." Ge Kong took a deep breath and said secretly.
The Heavy Mountain Fist struck, and a faint shadow of the mountain could be seen emerging, and he suddenly reached a state of trance.
Among the more than a thousand disciples of the outer sect, there are not many who can cultivate martial arts to the state of trance, so they attract more attention.
The moment Tan Li struck with a punch, Chen Zong drew his sword.
Bai Hongjian brought a wisp of sword light through the air. This sword was not a sword technique. It was just a simple thrust. However, it penetrated through the flaw in Tan Li's heavy mountain fist, making this fierce and powerful punch feel as if he had been hit.
Like a seven-inch snake, he felt weak instantly.
The sword light penetrated the force of the fist and gently touched the center of Tan Li's eyebrows. It disappeared as soon as it touched, leaving a little bright red.
The sword was sheathed, and a gentle sound stirred around.
Tan Li's complexion changed from time to time, turning livid.
Defeated, he actually lost, and moreover, he was defeated by the opponent's sword.
Unbelievable, unbelievable, unacceptable.
At this moment, Tan Li's heart was indescribably complicated.
"Another sword!"
"sharp."
"I can't see through it. I can't see through it at all."
All the casual cultivators exclaimed in surprise.
Jiang Baichuan's pupils shrank because he couldn't see through the sword either.
"Good boy." The inner sect elder couldn't help but flash a gleam in his eyes.
As an elder of the inner sect, there is no doubt about his cultivation, his strength, and his extraordinary eyesight, so he can naturally see the mystery of Chen Zong's sword.
It's a very ordinary move, it's just a sword thrust. It doesn't seem to have any mystery, but that's the biggest mystery.
Vulnerable attack!
Follow the flaw in the opponent's attack, achieve the maximum effect with the minimum consumption of power, and defeat the opponent.
"Brother, good job." Ge Kong was very happy, even happier than he was promoted.
Cao Tianxiong's pupils shrank sharply and his whole body was shaking because of fear.
Chen Qingzong's strength was so terrifying that he defeated Tan Li with one sword strike, but Tan Li's strength was obviously much better than his own.
"Okay." Zhang Tiekuang's eyes flashed and he couldn't help shouting loudly. His eyes were sharp, as if he wanted to pierce Chen Zong.
"It's interesting." Yin Chong was slightly startled, then smiled sinisterly.
With one sword strike, Chen Zong left a deep impression on everyone.
The next competition did not stop because of this, it continued.
In the first round of the qualifying round, 256 people and 128 duels finally came to an end. 128 people were eliminated and 128 people advanced to the second round of the qualifying round.
Without any rest, the second round of the playoffs started immediately after the first round.
Those who can advance to the second round are not weak in any way, and are even more promising compared to the first round.
"good."
"This is awesome."
"This move was used at the right time."
One duel after another, everyone watched in admiration.
One hundred and twenty-eight people will compete in sixty-four duels. In the twenty-fourth round, the Evil Blood Sword Unit Dragon comes on stage again. In an instant, countless eyes are focused on him.