With three combinations of heart, eye, and hand, the pseudo-frost sword pierced the air, and there seemed to be ripples rippling out.

The black-clothed masked man slashed with a short sword, and the martial artist who originally cultivated the short sword was better at speed, and the cultivation of the peak of the cultivation of the strength realm made his speed even faster, and he was a little better than Chen Zong.

The last shot came first, and after a sword broke open Chen Zong's sword, the short sword slashed at Chen Zong's throat, like a thin streamer, flashing by.

Efficient and ruthless, showing this person's superb swordsmanship and killing skills.

Chen Zong was terrified, his head tilted back, and while avoiding the opponent's short sword to wipe his throat, the pseudo-frost flowing sword pulled out a gorgeous and cold sword flower, and suddenly slashed down, the sword speed was extremely fast, and he was slashed, even if the other party was at the peak of the cultivation realm, he would definitely die.

Practicing the strength realm is cultivation, which makes the martial artist more powerful, but the body, or flesh and blood, cannot be compared with the treasure iron level weapon at all.

It's just that the other party didn't have the intention of dodging Chen Zong's sword at all, the short sword trembled, and suddenly stabbed forward, which could pierce Chen Zong's throat.

It's a lose-lose game, and it's very ruthless.

"Splitting!"

Facing such an old and spicy cultivator who was far superior to his opponent, Chen Zong had to show his body martial arts, and his body shook, and his throat was immediately pierced, but there was no blood splattered, and the black-clothed masked man immediately knew that his sword had missed, and he didn't have the slightest feeling of stabbing the human body at all.

The footsteps flickered, and under the staggering, the figure also swayed, and a cold sword light stabbed and stabbed, just being avoided.

"It's so strong, far better than Baiyu Mountain, compared to the Qingguang Wolf King, it is not weak at all, or even stronger. Chen Zong said secretly.

The Qingguang Wolf King is a third-level low-grade demon beast, perhaps because of the identity of the wolf king, which makes it a few points stronger than the ordinary third-level low-grade demon beasts, although this black-clothed masked man can only be regarded as an ordinary martial artist who has turned into a peak martial artist in the cultivation realm, he does not have to be weak in the Qingguang Wolf King.

Of course, in comparison, there are also advantages and disadvantages, the Qingguang Wolf King is huge, his physical defense is amazing, his strength is strong, and his speed is extremely fast, the strength of this black-clothed masked man cannot be compared, and his defense cannot be compared, but he is better than him in speed and flexibility, and he is extremely experienced in combat, and he is old and spicy.

Chen Zong was surprised by the other party's old spiciness, and the other party was also surprised that Chen Zong's superb swordsmanship was enough to compare with himself, you must know that he has been more than thirty years from the beginning of his cultivation to the present, because his cultivation has been slow to improve, and he pays more attention to the training of combat skills, even if it is the combat skills of some martial artists who practice the three transformations of the strength realm, they may not have their own exquisiteness.

Now, a martial artist who is only in the Qi and Blood Realm is not inferior to himself in terms of combat skills, and he can also feel that the other party is improving, absorbing his own combat skills and improving himself.

"Terrible genius, must die. ”

Both sides have killing intent and will kill each other, this is a battle of life and death, you live and die.

Under this high level of pressure, Chen Zong's spiritual will was all concentrated, and his pure yang qi and blood were mighty, like the water of a long river surging endlessly in his body, bringing powerful strength to Chen Zong's whole body, and he was at his peak.

Under the sixth level of the True Sword Heavenly Skill, each of Chen Zong's swords contained terrifying power.

It's just that the power on the opponent's short sword is stronger.

"Die!"

Suddenly, after the opponent's sword missed, he suddenly stabbed a finger into Chen Zong's throat, and under the internal strength, this finger could pierce the rock.

Chen Zong immediately cast a cracked iron finger, a finger popped out, collided, and the terrifying energy burst out, the pseudo-frost flow sword conjured up light and shadow intertwined, and a sword slashed from it, at the same time, Chen Zong's left hand slapped forward again, the power was restrained, and the big broken iron hand in the subtle realm was exerted to the extreme.

Under the three-in-one heart, eye, and hand, Chen Zong's every blow had an astonishing speed.

Immediately afterward, a leg rolled up and the wind howled, and it bombarded out.

Three strikes in an instant caused the black-clad masked man to suffer three attacks from different directions at the same time, each of which could threaten him.

The black-clothed masked man was worthy of being experienced in a hundred battles, his body shook between his staggered steps, avoiding Chen Zong's leg, his left hand slapped out, and under the infusion of internal strength, he immediately collided with the big broken iron hand, bursting with energy, and the short sword flew flexibly, not only shattering the light and shadow, but also resisting Chen Zong's sword, the short sword circled around the pseudo-frost flow sword, and stabbed at Chen Zong's eyebrows again.

A chill attack on his eyebrows, a spirit, Chen Zong's spirit was more highly concentrated, surrounded by a long sword, and after the short sword collapsed, it wiped towards the throat of the other party.

The two sides are hand-to-hand combat, fighting fast, at this speed, the sword light is gorgeous, dazzling, and extremely dangerous.

Chen Zong also realized that even under the three-in-one of heart, eyes and hands, there is a gap between fist and foot martial arts and swordsmanship martial arts, after all, fist and foot martial arts are performed with hands and feet, and hands and feet are grown on oneself, which is completely one's own, and it is easier to control.

On the contrary, the sword is an extension of the arm, but after all, it is a foreign object, with a sword and a fist, there is a gap, under the three-in-one heart, eye and hand, this gap is erased, but to perform martial arts, it also needs a time for the power of qi and blood to explode and then cast it through the hands and feet or the sword, and the slightest time gap will become obvious.

It is not usually felt, and it only becomes clear when fighting an enemy that is strong enough.

"This should be my initial grasp of the relationship between the heart, eye and hand in one, if I go one step further and thoroughly master the three-in-one heart, eye and hand in one, maybe it can be eliminated. Chen Zong said secretly: "Since this is the case, I will use the pressure of life and death brought by you to further improve the three-in-one of heart, eye and hand." ”

If the black-clothed masked man knew about Chen Zong's idea, he would probably be surprised, and then he would be furious.

It is too rampant for a mere Qi and Blood Realm martial artist to use himself as a stepping stone.

The sword shadow was full of sword light, the long sword and the short sword collided again and again, and under the collision, they crossed again and again, and suddenly, the short sword of the black-clothed masked man changed rapidly, reaching seven times, which was the realm of seven changes in one sword.

Chen Zong also continued to change.

Eight changes in one sword!

Nine changes in one sword!

Under the ninth change, he almost cut the throat of the black-clothed masked man, making him break out in a cold sweat.

"One sword and nine changes!" The black-clothed masked man was shocked: "Could it be that he has already entered the martial arts?"

I didn't think of it before, after all, in the Eastern Continent, there had never been a martial artist who had entered the martial arts in the Qi and Blood Realm, but now a sword and nine changes immediately made him think, and then thought of the kind of charm that seemed to be faint but very unique that permeated Chen Zong's body, and there was a special fluctuation implied in it.

Could it be that is a kind of trace and a sign after entering the so-called martial arts?

Chen Zong didn't know what the other party thought, under the pressure of the other party, his potential was further squeezed out, and a little bit of progress was a little inferior from the beginning, and gradually became a real draw.

The cultivation of the Great Perfection of the Qi and Blood Realm keeps him at his peak at all times, and there is no need to worry about the power being consumed too much and exhausted, which is an advantage that others cannot match.

On the contrary, although the opponent's cultivation was far superior to Chen Zong, under such a battle, the internal strength was constantly consumed, and the recovery speed could not keep up at all.

"What a monster, no, if I continue like this, I will be consumed alive. The masked man in black was horrified.

Speaking of it, it is estimated that it will make people laugh off their big teeth, a martial artist who has practiced the peak of the strength realm is worried about being consumed alive by a martial artist of the qi and blood realm, but this is a fact.

After disintegrating the long sword, the black-clothed masked man slapped Chen Zong's chest with a palm, and Chen Zong also used a large iron hand to counterattack at the same time, the power of both palms collided, the power burst out, the air fluctuated, Chen Zong's footsteps spun when he retreated, and a sword spun and slashed away.

The black-clothed masked man swung his short sword to block, and immediately retreated with the help of his strength, opening up a certain distance.

"Die!"

The internal strength was surging, and under the trembling of the short sword, it seemed to turn into three paths, and stabbed at Chen Zong fiercely, several times faster than before, and the black-clothed masked man displayed a ground-level sword martial art.

Chen Zong's hair stood on end.

The power of ground-level martial arts is obviously much better than that of human-level.

The long stream is surging!

The stream is endless!

Chen Zong burst out with pure yang qi and blood, and immediately cast a human-level superb sword technique, Fang was too close and the sword speed was too fast, and it was too late to cast, but now the distance was slightly widened, and it could explode.

In an instant, the powerful endless sword light was shattered by the three sword shadows, but the three sword shadows also became much lighter because of this, Chen Zong continued to take out his sword, the sword speed was extremely fast, and it was continuous into a piece, like a stream trickling, and finally the three sword shadows were shattered.

At the same time, the black-clothed masked man approached again, like a ghost, and slapped Chen Zong's heart with a palm.

This palm was too sudden and too fast, even if Chen Zong could find out, it was beyond the reaction speed, so he could only retreat as much as he could, and kill the other party with a sword, but after all, it was still a step slower.

It is really terrifying to exert the strength of martial arts with all his strength, and the strength of a martial artist is at the peak.

With a bang, Chen Zong only felt a strong force as if it was about to shatter his chest and destroy his heart, but fortunately, he had been habitually putting the iron piece that opened the stone chamber on the mountain wall, once again blocking the opponent's palm, weakening most of the strength, but still a part of it penetrated and blasted into the heart.

The heart was hit hard, and it trembled wildly in an instant, as if it was about to be shattered, Chen Zong felt that he was suffocating, his face turned pale, and a sharp pain swept through his whole body from his heart, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

The Heavenly Absolute True Sword Power entrenched near the heart only then reacted and shattered the strength involved.

"Lightning Killing Sword!"

Holding back the pain of suffocation and the almost shattering of his heart, Chen Zong burst out with seventy percent of his physical strength and seventy percent of pure yang qi and blood, and a sword turned into lightning and thunder to assassinate him.

The black-clothed masked man immediately swung his short sword to block, deflecting the vital point, but his left arm did not avoid it, and was slashed from the shoulder, cutting it off in an instant, and large streams of blood gushed out as if they didn't want money.

The black-clothed masked man immediately retreated and pulled a longer distance, and was so badly injured that not only did his balance be affected, but he also began to feel weak due to the massive loss of blood, and he couldn't fight anymore at all.

"Let's go!"

Without half a moment's hesitation, the black-clothed masked man didn't care about Chen Zong, no matter what, he had to leave here alive, spread the news out of the family, and let the family dispatch a stronger martial artist to kill this person.

"Die!"

Chen Zong still held back the pain in his heart, and swung out a sword, and suddenly, a ray of light flashed from the sword, and in the blink of an eye, it flew out from the tip of the sword, like a waning moon the size of half a palm, fast to the extreme, slashing through the neck of the black-clothed masked man.