(Under normal circumstances, it is two more, today's outbreak, the fourth one, quick support)

In the early morning, the morning sun rises, and the golden red light shines all over the small lake.

By the lake, a person is practicing a sword, and the sword body reflects the sun, which is a bit dazzling.

A sword violently pierced the air, rushed out, the body was coordinated, the iron sword swept around in the air, and then slashed forward, without pause, dancing with the momentum, as if wearing a flower butterfly sword shadow Huo Huo, just when the sword shadow had not dispersed, a sword stabbed out unexpectedly at an astonishing speed, and slashed three swords in a row.

Immediately, the iron sword was quickly withdrawn, and with a slight pause, all the strength of his body surged to his right arm, and the green tendons on the back of his hand protruded, and the force penetrated the sword body in an instant, and the fierce stabbing out, as if to smash all the obstacles in front of him.

Punching sword style, ring sword style, chopping sword style, chaotic sword style, fast sword style, explosive sword style, coherent casting, sword body step three coordinated one.

"It took five days to finally practice the Eight True Sword Styles to the beginning. Chen Zong put his sword into the sheath, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and showed a smile on his face.

The cultivation difficulty of the True Sword Eight Style is several times more difficult than the Tiger Power Fist Method, especially the coordination of the three sword body steps, it must be very in place, and the slightest difference is not good, if it is placed in the past, Chen Zong estimates that it is possible to get started after practicing hard for more than a year, and now after the pulse is washed and reborn, everything is different.

Every time he cultivated, he could feel the slight tremor of the sword tip in the space in the center of his eyebrows, and the cool breath made his mind extremely clear, he could better understand the sword technique, better control his body, and his cultivation efficiency soared many times.

"The True Sword Eight Style Xiaocheng can be exercised to sixty percent of the body, and the cultivation speed is obviously better than the Dacheng Peak Tiger Power Fist Method, but it can't allow me to break through to the third layer of the Qi and Blood Realm in the next twenty days. Chen Zong looked ahead, it was the direction of the Wind Roar Forest: "Perhaps, I should enter the Wind Roar Forest to find herbs that nourish blood and qi, and by the way, hunt some beasts, eating more beast meat is also good for cultivation." ”

Thinking of this, Chen Zong immediately strode towards the Wind Roaring Forest.

The wind roaring forest is some distance from Xiaohu Town, Chen Zong kept running at a constant speed all the way, and it took an hour to run in front of the forest, the wind blew, and there were bursts of whistling, as if many wild beasts were roaring, hence the name.

After resting for a few minutes and recovering his strength, Chen Zong walked into the Wind Roar Forest with his sword.

The Wind Roar Forest is very large, the trees are thick, the branches are luxuriant, the sunlight is blocked, the light becomes dim, like dusk, but after the adventure, Chen Zong's eyesight is better, and it has not been affected much.

There was a roar of wind outside the forest, but the forest was quiet, only the insects chirped, making this quiet like a picture.

After searching around for a long time, I couldn't find any herbs, not even a rabbit.

"It seems that the perimeter of the woods has been searched many times, and we can only go deep into the woods. Chen Zong muttered to himself, looking into the depths of the forest with a cold face.

The Wind Roar Forest is located at the foot of the Wind Roar Mountain, and there may be demon beasts at the border of the Wind Roar Forest, and there is only a dead end if you encounter a demon beast without the strength of a warrior.

In the middle of the woods, there are snakes, insects and beasts, wolves, tigers and leopards are rampant, and Chen Zong's cultivation is also very dangerous.

Taking a deep breath, Chen Zong took a step forward and walked firmly towards the forest, his vigilance was at the highest, his eyes staring ahead, his blood flowing all over his body, ready to go.

Suddenly, there was a slight movement on the right, Chen Zong caught a glimpse of a white shadow in the corner of his eyes, and subconsciously drew his sword and stabbed out, but only cut off a few white hairs, it was a rabbit, extremely fast, Chen Zong hurriedly pursued, but the rabbit got into the tree hole, so that he had no choice but to give up.

A trace of coolness made him goosebumps and creepy, without the slightest hesitation, the iron sword slashed upward, the sword light was faint, and with a poof, a flying snake was cut off and fell into the distance.

Looking at the brown body that was still writhing and the triangular head, Chen Zong gasped, his heart was beating wildly, and cold sweat was oozing from his forehead, he recognized that this was called a withered skin snake, not a demon beast, but it was amazingly poisonous, and if it was bitten, even a strong cow would be killed in just a few minutes, even a martial artist would not last long.

"Sure enough, it's dangerous everywhere. Chen Zong calmed down, but he did not have the slightest fear, on the contrary, an unprecedented impulse made him continue to go deep into the wind roaring forest, which was a kind of budding bravery to meet difficulties and challenges, but his stomach was grunting.

"It's been so long, go back first, and come back tomorrow. Chen Zong touched his stomach and withdrew from the Wind Roar Forest, still maintaining a high degree of vigilance when he withdrew.

When he went back, he walked slowly, thinking that if he wanted to go home, he would pass through the small lake first, but Chen Zong saw a brown figure standing by the small lake.

"Chen Dalei ......" frowned slightly, but Chen Zong strode over without fear.

Chen Dalei is the same as Chen Zhongjie, he is Chen Zhigang's dogleg, but Chen Dalei's cultivation has reached the third layer of the Qi and Blood Realm, and he also cultivates the Tiger Power Fist Method, and his strength is much stronger than Chen Zhongjie.

"I don't know if with my current strength, can I beat Chen Dalei?" Chen Zong said secretly.

In terms of cultivation, he is not as good as Chen Dalei, but in terms of tiger power boxing, he has reached the peak of Dacheng, and Chen Dalei is the peak of Xiaocheng.

"Chen Zong, you made me wait for an hour. Chen Dalei was strong and strong, staring at Chen Zong with wide bull's eyes, and he was the first to take the lead.

"That's your business. Chen Zong was not shocked, but laughed.

"You injured Chen Zhongjie, and threatened Brother Gang and me, this account should be settled. Chen Dalei roared, stepped forward, and rushed towards Chen Zong, with a fierce momentum and a fierce face, like an angry tiger.

The tiger's claws rose, and with a punch, the power of the three layers of the Qi and Blood Realm was condensed in it.

"I'm just going to try you out the True Sword Eight Style. The thought flashed, Chen Zong's legs were separated back and forth, his right leg was slightly bent in front, his left foot was bent more in the back, most of the center of gravity was on the left foot, the back heel was raised, the forefoot was supported, the muscles of the left leg were tense to the extreme, the body turned slightly to the left and leaned forward lowly, the left hand held the iron sword close to the waist, and the five fingers of the right hand gently stirred.

Sword Pose!

This is the starting hand style of the real sword eight style.

His eyes were cold, his pupils were staring, and he could see Chen Dalei's every expression and every movement clearly, and silently calculated the distance between the two sides in his heart.

"Bah!" exhaled, tongue battle spring thunder, Chen Dalei's right fist was fierce and was about to blast out, if he was hit by a punch, he would definitely suffer internal injuries.

Exhaled a breath, and at the same time his right hand quickly buckled the hilt of the sword, and his left foot kicked violently as if he was about to crush the ground, and his waist suddenly twisted to the right, driving a strong force through his right arm, the iron sword was unsheathed, and the piercing friction sound was still echoing in his ears, and the sword had already slashed forward, slashing across a half moon.

Draw the sword!

Chen Dalei was frightened, and hurriedly stopped, only to feel a chill on his chest, the brown military uniform was cut, and the tip of the sword almost touched his chest, leaving a thin mark, and blood beads oozed out.

The iron sword pointed directly at Chen Dalei, and Chen Zong's face was full of coldness.

"Chen Zong, don't use a sword if you have the ability. Chen Dalei took a few steps back, furious, he was shocked.

"It's my skill to be able to use a sword. Chen Zong was very calm.

"You ......" Chen Dalei pointed at Chen Zong angrily, his face was flushed with anger, his breath was short, and his chest rose and fell violently: "Put down your sword and let me punch, otherwise if you provoke Brother Gang to take action personally, you will die." ”

"Go back and tell Chen Zhigang that I will participate in the martial arts battle in the near future, and when the time comes, I will compete with him. Chen Zong said coldly.

"Okay, since you are so self-conscious, let Brother Gang clean you up. Chen Dalei laughed angrily, pointed at Chen Zong, took a few steps back and turned to leave.

Putting the sword into the sheath, Chen Zong touched his stomach again, turned around and walked in the direction of home: "Daddy should come back too, I have to cook first." ”

The changes in his own can't hide the father who once had the seventh layer of the Qi and Blood Realm.

Chen Zong made up a reason, on a certain night, he looked at the moon in a daze after practicing boxing, and a senior master passed by and gave him a fruit, which not only replenished the innate blood qi, but also made Xiu Wei break through to the second layer of the qi and blood realm, and instructed him in the tiger power boxing technique, and finally taught him a foundation building sword technique.

It sounds very mysterious and hard to believe, but Chen Zhengtang just believes it, because of similar things, he has also heard of it, according to his words: Since there is such a lucky person, why can't it be my son.

Since Chen Zhengtang believed it, Chen Zong also breathed a sigh of relief, after all, the less people knew about that night's adventure, the better, with Chen Zong's current experience, he couldn't tell why, it was just an intuition.

Washing rice and cooking, Daddy hasn't come back yet, Chen Zong pulled out a simple black wooden box full of fine cracks from under the bed, opened the box and took out a scroll of paintings, opened it and spread it on the table.

In an instant, there seemed to be a roar, and a fierce tiger leaped over the scroll.

"Tiger Descending Mountain"!

This is after Daddy learned that Chen Zong's Tiger Power Fist reached the peak of Dacheng, he rummaged through the cabinet and found it, and it was hidden very deeply, according to Daddy, it was made by a friend who cultivated the Tiger Power Fist Method to the state of perfection, which was quite charming, and may be helpful to Chen Zong.

When he said that, Chen Zong noticed that a trace of pride flashed on Daddy's face, as if a child had snatched a toy.

Looking at the picture scroll carefully, black and white are distinct, the strokes are very simple, but they have a unique charm, the pen is extraordinary, under the simple outline, a steep mountain, a tiger runs and leaps down from the mountain, lifelike, a spiritual charm wants to come out through the paper.

At the signing place is Chen Liwei's three words, vigorous and powerful, three inches through the paper.

In the past few days, as soon as he is free, Chen Zong will take out the picture scroll to observe carefully, and he really has a deeper understanding and comprehension of the Tiger Power Fist Method, and he is more proficient in the Tiger Power Fist Method, and on the basis of the original, there has been a small improvement, but there is still no clue about the consummation realm.

"Dacheng is easy to obtain, but perfection is hard to find. Chen Zong said secretly: "I don't know how this senior Chen Liwei cultivated the Tiger Power Fist to perfection?"

"It would be nice if I could ask this senior for advice in person, maybe I could find inspiration sooner and break through. ”

Muttering, Chen Zong put aside this idea and focused on the map of the tiger descending the mountain, carefully savoring the unique charm contained in it.

Looking at it, he felt that he seemed to see something from it, and he didn't catch it, and the feeling of not being able to go up or down was really uncomfortable.

......

"You said he was going to challenge me?" Chen Zhigang, dressed in a cyan military uniform, had his back to Chen Dalei and raised his head to the sky with his hands behind his back.

"Yes. Chen Dalei nodded vigorously.

"It's just a bug, what qualifications do you have to challenge me. Chen Zhigang sneered: "Da Lei, let your brother take action and let him lie down for ten days and eight months as a punishment for challenging me in vain." ”

"Okay, I'll go find my brother. Chen Dalei clenched his fists, his face was full of excitement, his brother's cultivation had reached the fourth level of the Qi and Blood Realm, and he was a martial artist.